Queen, I call you home for dinner

Chapter 191 Fake and inferior products
Su Xiaoxiao happily walked on the street.

The street is very lively.

Nothing like a modern street market.

There are people coming and going everywhere, all kinds of yelling, buying and selling, and bargaining are intertwined into a vibrant music.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help thinking.

Although the law and order is a bit bad, in general, under the rule of Shangguan Mo, there is indeed a sense of peace and prosperity.

And besides, whether modern or ancient, which country does not coexist with good and bad?
In a peaceful and prosperous world, there will inevitably be thieves and the like.

Today, it was just that she, Su Xiaoxiao, was a little unlucky.

"Girl, take a look. This is our latest rouge. After you apply it on your face, you are guaranteed to be more beautiful than Xi Shi."

Su Xiaoxiao was attracted by a shop selling rouge and gouache.

She was startled, and looked up at the box after box of rouge on the pavement.

She suddenly smiled.

"Boss, although Xi Shi is beautiful, she also dies quickly. I don't want to be a beauty."

The owner of the paving shop was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Oh, little girl, who doesn't like beauty? Even my [-]-something old lady puts on rouge every day."

After a pause, the boss's sharp gaze swept across Su Xiaoxiao's face, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

"Huh? Little girl, where did you buy your rouge?"

Su Xiaoxiao touched her face, blinked, and asked, "What's wrong?"

The boss stared at Su Xiaoxiao's face without blinking.

"Little girl, you also say that beauty dies quickly. What woman doesn't love beauty. Look, don't you wear rouge yourself? Besides, your rouge does look better than mine. Although I am It sells rouge, but for the rouge bought by other stores, it is better than mine, and I will definitely praise it!"

Su Xiaoxiao was speechless.

She really didn't use this ancient rouge.

After she traveled here, what she hated the most was the ancient cosmetics.

Leaving aside those poisonous lead powders, even those rouges feel weird when applied to the face, as if some fake products were applied.

Moreover, I don't know why some women in the palace like to paint their faces into a big painted face, which is as red as a monkey's butt.

(End of this chapter)