Transmigration: The Peasant Makeup Artist

Li Mo looked at Aunt Zhao, "Auntie, don't worry, I have a way."

Aunt Zhao was surprised, "Do you have a way? What way?"

Li Mo smiled, "Auntie, I can put on makeup to cover the scar on Qinhua's face."

The hope that Aunt Zhao had just raised was shattered, and the disappointment on her face was obvious, "This is not good. We had thought about applying powder to cover the scar, but normal powder application can't cover it. If you apply too much, the face is not just like a ghost. It’s uglier than not painting, and it’s still falling down. It won’t last long."

According to the memory of the original body, Li Mo remembered that the powder of this era was indeed poorly conformable, and it was easy to fall down if it was too much, and it was as terrible as a ghost, and the makeup of ugly people would only be uglier.

However, Li Mo's hands are called cosmetic scalpels. How many celebrities want to spend money to hire her as a personal makeup artist.

Not to mention it's just a small scar, even like Sister Feng, she can paint as Fan Bingbing.

At the moment, Li Mo smiled confidently and said to Aunt Zhao: "Auntie, my makeup technique is different from that of ordinary people. I can paint the piano and flowers beautifully without any scars. Auntie, if you believe me, I can advance Go and paint Qinhua once, and you won’t have any influence if the time is bad."

Aunt Zhao thought about it, too, and it wouldn't be a big deal to give it a try, and Li Mo came from a big family, maybe there really is something special.

Thinking of this, Aunt Zhao's heart suddenly heated up, and she nodded immediately, wishing to go back and apply Qinhua makeup now.

Li Mo couldn't laugh or cry, and hurriedly grabbed Aunt Zhao, "Auntie, we haven't bought anything yet, and I also want to buy some rouge gouache, otherwise how can I give Qinhua makeup."

When Aunt Zhao heard this, she patted herself on the head, "This is the reason, I blame Auntie for being so excited, let's go buy it now."

After speaking, he took Li Mo to a shop, but Li Mo found that the shop was really bad, and the powder she sold was too bad. She couldn't use such things.

So I took Aunt Zhao to find a cosmetic powder shop that looked relatively high-end.

This powder shop is not small in size, and the decoration is also good. It looks pretty high-end. Seeing them come in, the lady boss greets them personally, and she doesn’t pay attention to them because they don’t wear well. This makes Li Mo pay attention to this shop. Very good impression.

The proprietress is probably in her thirties. She wears a woman's bun and puts on delicate makeup in this era. She looks very delicate.

When the lady boss came to speak, Li Mo deliberately looked at the makeup on the lady boss's face. It must be a lot more delicate than the ordinary makeup, but Li Mo still found that the makeup was not natural enough and the powdery quality was obvious.

The proprietress must have a better foundation, otherwise the effect would not be so good.

The lady boss warmly entertained Li Mo and Aunt Zhao: "What do you want to order? I have basically everything in the store."

Aunt Zhao looked at Li Mo, and Li Mo chuckled to the lady boss, "Madam boss, I want to see some basic makeup items, such as flour, eyebrow powder, mouth grease, and rouge."

The lady boss listened and opened one hand to lead them, "Come here, I will show you."

Speaking of the display stand where the proprietress brought Li Mo to one side, they introduced them one by one, and even had trial products, which made Li Mo have to feel that this store would do business.

Li Mo tried the same on her skin, but she didn't find anything that satisfied her. Even the best powder, in Li Mo's opinion, was not satisfactory enough, but this was the limitation of the times and there was no way.

Li Mo finally chose a box of flour, a box of eyebrow powder, a box of rouge, and a box of mouth grease. Finally, Li Mo also took a box of face oil, which is an ancient version of face cream.

After buying this time, the amount of silver reached 300 liters, which made Li Mo suddenly feel like he was a prodigal wife.

Worried that Song Dashan might not have enough money, Li Mo quickly took out the money Song Dashan gave him and counted it. There were 500 wen. This is a big number. Where did the money come from? There should be no money at home.

Depressing the suspicion in his heart, Li Mo counted out 300 texts and gave it to the proprietress, and then walked out of the shop during the delivery of the proprietress.

Aunt Zhao was also a little frightened by Li Mo's big hand, so she simply bought a powder, and it cost 300 wen at once, which is too expensive.

Li Mo knew Aunt Zhao’s doubts and explained patiently: “Auntie, this powder should be bought in good condition, otherwise it will not produce good results, and it will not be good for the skin.”

Aunt Zhao didn't understand this either, but instinctively Li Mo's words made sense, so he nodded.

Next, Li Mo took Aunt Zhao to the medicine shop.

The reason Li Mo wants to go to the drugstore is because she wants to buy something vital.

In her previous life, there was a team behind her that had been studying pure natural skin care and cosmetics. Among them was a recipe, which was completely natural. The ingredients inside were all collected from nature. Several ingredients were mixed in a certain proportion and applied to the face. Longer than before, it can make the skin white and elastic. If makeup is used with cosmetics, it can also make the makeup look natural and long-lasting. Li Mo once did an experiment and used the most garbage foundation, and then used it with this thing. Completely good is not a point.

Li Mo remembers the raw materials in it. These things are available no matter what era. They are usually available in drug stores here.

Li Mo went to a few small pharmacies first, but unfortunately, the contents were not available. Finally, Li Mo found a large pharmacy and bought everything.

It's just that I have completely run out of money.

I don't know if Song Dashan will blame him when he goes back.

After Li Mo bought the things, he followed Aunt Zhao to the cloth shop to buy cloth. After the two people bought the things, it was getting late, and the people at the market had already refunded half of them.

Aunt Zhao wanted to take Li Mo home, Li Mo thought for a while, but refused.

Although Song Dashan said that he should go back first, Li Mo always felt uneasy. He wanted to wait for Song Dashan to share his thoughts with Aunt Zhao. Aunt Zhao thought about it, agreed, and told Li Mo Seed. Where is the store, let Li Mo go there and wait for Song Dashan.

Li Mo found the store according to what Zhao Auntie said, and when he inquired with the boss, Song Dashan had not come, so Li Mo stood in the corner of the store and looked at the street, looking for Song Dashan's figure.

Li Mo waited a full quarter of an hour before finally seeing Song Dashan's figure from a distance, and stopped just as he was about to meet him.

Song Dashan seems to be wrong.

Song Dashan’s left leg was completely unable to fulfil his strength as usual. At this moment, that left leg dragged on the ground like a decoration, dragging it completely against his right leg, and the right leg seemed to be weak. The whole person revealed A sense of exhaustion, as if losing energy in the next second.

How could this happen in an ox cart?

Thinking of a certain possibility, Li Mo was a little out of breath, suddenly feeling unhappy in his heart.

He lied to her. There was no bullock cart at all. He came here from the village on his disabled legs!

It takes an hour and a half by car. How long did he walk before he came.

At this moment, Li Mo couldn't help it anymore, and quickly ran towards Song Dashan, who was standing blank by seeing her.

Li Mo's voice was a bit unstable, "I'm sorry you lied to me? There is no bullock cart at all, you came here!"

Song Dashan's face was a little stiff, and he didn't speak for a while.

Not speaking is equivalent to acquiescence.

Li Mo slapped Song Dashan angrily, his eyes were a little red, "Why don't you take your own body seriously? How can you walk such a long road, ordinary people can't walk down!"

Song Dashan saw that her eyes were red, and he felt a little at a loss.

"You, don't cry, don't cry, I'm fine."

Li Mo realized that his tears were about to fall, and quickly rubbed his eyes with his sleeves, took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and then stretched out his hand to support Song Dashan, and took him to the tea shed on the side of the road for pedestrians to rest.

Asking Song Dashan to sit down, Li Mo squatted on his leg and gently lifted his left leg trousers. He saw that the whole leg was purple and the swelling was so big that it looked terrible.

Li Mo pursed his lips, squeezed his knee again, and asked him, "Does the bone hurt?"

Song Dashan shook his head.

Li Mo didn't believe it, so he helped Song Dashan up without saying anything, "Go, let's go to the medical clinic."

Song Dashan hurriedly pulled Li Mo, "You don't need to go to the hospital, the doctor here is not good with my legs."

Ok? Does the doctor here look good?

Does this mean that there are doctors to be optimistic about? His legs are still saved.

"Does anyone think about your legs?"

Song Dashan hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Well, I was injured on the battlefield at the beginning. Later I came back to see the doctor in the town. The doctor in the town couldn't heal him. Then he went to the city. The doctor can cure it, but"

Speaking of this, Song Dashan paused.

Li Mo took what he had not said, "Is it a lot of money?"

Song Dashan was silent for a moment and nodded.

"How much?"

"At least 30 taels of silver."

30 taels

At this moment, Li Mo felt it was imperative to make money.

After Song Dashan rested for a while, he bought peanut seeds under Li Mo's help.

Back, Li Mo couldn't let him go back like this again.

At this time, the donkey cart back to the village was gone, Li Mo had no choice but to use other donkey carts. She found that there were several donkey carts waiting to be pulled on the street.

Li Mo turned to Song Dashan, "Brother Dashan, do you have any money?"

Song Dashan also saw the donkey cart on the side of the road and understood Li Mo's meaning, but he paused and shook his head.

The most valuable things in him were all taken by him, except for the money for keeping seeds, the rest was given to Li Mo.

Li Mo remembered what he had bought, thought for a while, and was ready to explain to Song Dashan now: "Brother Dashan, I have spent all the money you gave me, and I bought rouge gouache." Show Song Dashan's things.

Song Dashan didn't say anything, just nodded.

Seeing that Song Dashan didn't speak, Li Mo explained again, "Brother Dashan, I don't buy these for my own use. I want to try putting makeup on others and then earn money."

When Song Dashan heard this, his eyes moved, and he wanted to say something, then he turned his direction again: "Let's go back, my legs can do it."

Li Mo resolutely shook his head, "No way!"

After speaking, Li Mo suddenly thought of a way.