"Your hair is combed, take a look." Zhixia put down the wooden comb, picked up the mirror and took a picture of Gu Xiaoyou.

Gu Xiaoyou raised his head and looked at the bronze mirror: "Okay, thank you, go back and rest quickly."

"Okay, good night, miss." Zhixia put down the mirror, blessed her body, and then retreated.

After blowing out the candle, Gu Xiaoyou dove into the warm bed, took out her cell phone and played with it for a while, and fell asleep unconsciously.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly and there was a gentle breeze.

Gu Xiaoyou stretched a long way, his hands and feet came into contact with the cold air outside the quilt, and he quickly shrank into the quilt.

"It's so cold. We can't do it without heating." Gu Xiaoyou shivered and rubbed her hands and feet.

In fact, there is a brazier in Gu Xiaoyou's room, and it uses fine silver frost charcoal.

It is smokeless, flammable and not easy to extinguish. Gu Xiaoyou will be warm when you go home every day.

However, the charcoal fire burned all night and was extinguished long ago in the morning.

Gu Xiaoyou never let Zhixia watch the night, so there was no one to renew her life.

She relied on ancient hot water bottles and copper covers to warm her bed at night, and in the morning it became warm and no longer hot at all.

When Gu Xiaoyou got up in the morning, she didn't know whether she woke up naturally or because she was frozen.

Anyway, the time when she felt cold was almost the same as the time when she got up, so she was used to it.

As soon as there was some movement in the room, Zhixia knocked on the door: "Miss, are you up?"

"I'm awake, I haven't gotten up yet." Gu Xiaoyou huddled in the bed, rubbing his hands and feet.

"The slave has come in." Zhixia replied and entered the house with a new brazier.

As soon as she entered, there was a gust of cold wind. Fortunately, Gu Xiaoyou hid behind the curtain, and the thick curtain blocked her a little bit from the wind.

Zhixia moved quickly, adding new charcoal to the extinguished brazier, and then used a copper cover to iron all the clothes Gu Xiaoyou was going to wear. After they were warm, she took the clothes to the bedside.

"Miss, the house is warmed up and the clothes are also warm. Please help me get dressed."

Gu Xiaoyou stretched out her little hand from the curtain: "Give me the clothes, thank you."

"You're welcome, here you go." Zhixia sighed silently and put the clothes on Gu Xiaoyou's hand.

There was a rustling sound in the curtain, and Gu Xiaoyou opened the bed curtain and got out.

"Oh, I'm finally alive." Gu Xiaoyou hugged Zhixia: "How can I get up without you in the winter morning?"

Zhixia's face turned red. When Gu Xiaoyou let go of her, she straightened Gu Xiaoyou's dress carefully: "It would be better if Miss, you can have a slave to help you change your clothes."

Gu Xiaoyou washed his hands with hot water: "I've troubled you enough, and it's so bad to ask you to serve me."

"It is the duty of a servant to serve you. Is there any young lady like you..." Zhixia paused and thought of a word: "Self-reliant."

Gu Xiaoyou was washing his face. When he heard this, he almost buried his face in the basin. He finished washing his face with a smile, then took the hand towel handed over by Zhi Xia and wiped the water droplets on his face.

"My little Zhixia, that's not how self-reliance works, right?"

Zhixia blinked: "I don't understand, this slave. Anyway, you are either a slave to serve me or you are self-reliant."

"Okay." Gu Xiaoyou sat in front of the dressing mirror and said teasingly: "Please tell me, Master Xia, to give me a bun for my self-reliance."

"Okay, miss." Zhixia responded with a smile and came forward to comb Gu Xiaoyou's hair.

Zhixia's skill at combing hair was getting better and better, and she soon finished combing Gu Xiaoyou's hair into a bun.

He chose a plain hairpin and put it on Gu Xiaoyou's head. He picked up the bronze mirror and said, "Miss, take a look."

Gu Xiaoyou looked at it for a few times and gave a thumbs up: "It's great."

Zhixia smiled shyly and straightened Gu Xiaoyou's temples.

Gu Xiaoyou applied the cream, dipped a little homemade lip balm with her ring finger, applied a layer of it on her lips, and pursed her lips.

"Miss, this lip balm you made is really weird. It has no color at all."

Gu Xiaoyou wiped off the lip balm on her ring finger with a tissue: "The one with eye color is called lipstick, and it is much more troublesome to make than lip balm."

"You are talking about lip balm, I have it." As she said that, Zhixia took out a small porcelain bottle from her pocket.

Gu Xiaoyou took it, opened the lid and took a look.

"The color is quite nice, but the lipstick I'm talking about is different." Gu Xiaoyou gestured with his hand: "I'm talking about a barrel-shaped lipstick, and it can come out of it with a twist."

Zhixia listened with curiosity, blinked a few times, and couldn't think of what the lipstick Gu Xiaoyou was talking about looked like.

"Can you make one for me to show to my slave?"

Gu Xiaoyou thought for a while, touched the purse at her waist, and flicked her phone through the fabric: "The lipstick body is easy to make, but the lipstick tube... is a bit difficult."

Zhixia felt a little confused after hearing this. What kind of body does it take care of?

"If it's too difficult, forget it. I'm just curious. You can draw it for me to see."

What Zhi Xia said actually aroused Gu Xiaoyou's fighting spirit. The toilet paper was all out. What's the problem with lipstick?

She patted the purse on her waist and said: "When I finish my work for a while, I will research the lipstick tube and I will definitely let you use lipstick."

"Okay, slave, I'm waiting to apply lipstick." Zhixia responded happily.

"Come on, let's go to the street and have breakfast."

"Okay." Zhixia responded, tied the cloak on Gu Xiaoyou, and handed the stove to her.

Gu Xiaoyou held the stove in her hands, put her hands into her sleeves, and stuck the stove between the two sleeves. She held the sleeves and walked squarely, feeling like the princess she saw in the TV series.

But there is no one who takes square steps, they all walk in broken lotus steps.

Gu Xiaoyou walked forward happily with square steps. Zhixia covered her mouth, smiled, and followed behind.

He quickly walked to the door, met Zhou, and the three of them took the car to Xinqi Street.

Gu Xiaoyou first visited various places and walked around other shops several times, then returned to the medical center and continued copying recipes.

Thanks to Zhixia's participation, Gu Xiaoyou's recipes were described in much more detail. Not only did he refer to the cooking software to write the steps, but he also used the video to mark the parts of the recipe that were not understandable, using a cinnabar pen to follow the video and mark them carefully.

write it down.

When it was almost time for the breakfast shop to close, Gu Xiaoyou stopped writing.

Usually she can write two or three recipes in one morning, which is enough for them to study in the kitchen in the afternoon.

After finishing the recipe, she got up and left the medical clinic and went to the backyard of the morning tea shop to train the cook.

With Zhixia's help, Gu Xiaoyou and Mrs. Zhou felt a little more relaxed and both had time to visit the shop.

Gu Xiaoyou took the opportunity to visit the snack shop a few times. The snack shop was a rejuvenated business. As she expected, there were many people on the second day. Fortunately, the waiters and cooks had experience and were more organized than the first day.
Chapter completed!