After saying that, he put down the knife and carefully cleaned the stubble of hair on Li Xuewu's neck with a small brush.
After cleaning up, Master Zeng asked softly, "Comrade Li, do you want to shave?"
Li Xuewu nodded and said "scratching"
I don't know where the switch was moved, and the back of the chair opened back. Master Zeng used his right hand to hold Li Xuewu's head and lay back, stretching out a support for his legs. Li Xuewu straightened his legs just enough to support his calves.
on top.
Master Zeng heated the towel with hot water and applied it to Li Xuewu's face, while he stirred the soap box with a brush until foam formed.
The hot towel on Li Xuewu's face had lost some of its temperature. Master Zeng took off the towel and put it into the basin. Then he poured hot water from the bucket of hot water that had been heated by the stove. He turned around and used a brush to brush the soap suds.
, apply it on Li Xuewu's chin and temples in a swirling motion, and then lightly apply a layer on his upper lip and beard.
He put down the soap box, heated the towel again and applied it to Li Xuewu's face. After waiting for two minutes, the towel dissipated the heat, took it off and put it into the hot water basin, lathered it with soap again, and then applied the hot towel to his face again.
superior.
After repeating the action of applying soap, he picked up the scraper and rubbed it downwards and upwards seven times on the razor cloth. Then he started scraping from the neck of the chin. When he reached a spot, he lifted up the corner of the hot towel and finished scraping again.
Put the hot towel back on.
Li Xuewu has bubbles on his lips now and can't speak. He can only listen to Master Zeng nagging about the stories from the past. They are all bizarre and famous. There are too many stories and influential figures in these four-nine cities.
.
Just when the warlords are fighting, these four or nine cities are like a big show. Today he comes in and tomorrow he goes out, just like monkeys. Some governors come in and out several times. These old stories will be told for three days.
I can't finish talking all night long.
The neck, chin, temples, upper and lower jaw, cheeks, cheeks, eyelids, eyebrows, forehead, earlobes, auricles, ears, nostrils, and any hairy areas on the head were all trimmed.
Feel the scraper moving on the skin, no matter where the skin is, it is both tense and comfortable. This is the world of ice and fire.
Master Zeng was extremely careful when scraping the scar. It could be said that he scraped it clean bit by bit, and even a layer of dead skin from the scar was scraped off.
"Comrade Li, if you are concerned about your scar, you can find a way to remove it. The hospital can do it now. Master Ding also had a scar cut on his face earlier. Later, he also asked the hospital to do it.
, look at his face now, the scars are much lighter."
Li Xuewu didn't pay much attention to this scar. He was a little used to it, but if it could be repaired, would it be best to repair it? He had to find time to ask someone who understood.
After shaving, I pressed the acupuncture points on the top of my head and neck along the scalp, and then pinched the acupoints on Li Xuewu's shoulders. This technique is really perfect, not painful, not itchy, and very comfortable. This is what Master Ding just said about sleeping.
, you can really fall asleep comfortably if you don't pay attention.
Master Zeng wiped Li Xuewu's face with a hot towel, helped him sit up, took off the cloth, and stood in front of Li Xuewu with a mirror.
"Comrade Li, what do you think?"
Hey! The hair on the temples has been shaved short, and the chicken coop has been cut into a three-quarter hair style. Master Zeng also put some styling wax on it at some point.
Look at this long face again, it looks like it has been smoothed, white and rosy, especially the eyebrows
After trimming it slightly, he has star-like eyes and sword-shaped eyebrows, making him extraordinarily handsome, and even the scar has faded a lot.
"Master Zeng, thank you very much. How much do you need to pay?"
Master Zeng smiled and put the mirror under his seat and said, "You can do it for 15 cents."
Li Xuewu disagreed and said, "That's the price of a haircut in a barber shop. It involves shaving and pressing acupuncture points. Besides, you also applied hair wax for me. So, I'll give you 5 cents. A lesbian haircut costs 3.5 cents."
"
With that said, he took out 5 cents and handed it to Master Zeng.
"Thank you for your kindness and righteousness." Master Zeng still had some old-fashioned politeness.
This old craftsman does not rely on fixed fees to live, but mostly on the money rewarded by patrons. For example, Mr. Mei sings an opera and sells tickets for hundreds of people in a theater. It may be thousands or even tens of thousands, but the rewards are just a few.
Thousands of rewards.
Li Xuewu saw that Master Ding was really good at his craftsmanship, so he asked, "Can I ask you to come and serve me? There are a lot of people in my family."
Master Zeng nodded and said, "I know the courtyard you just mentioned. Do you want me to serve in your house someday?"
Listening to these half-new and half-old polite words, Li Xuewu said with laughter and tears, "I don't want to take up your precious time. You can go home every Saturday afternoon and sit in a room in the outer courtyard of the compound. I'll leave it to you."
"You're welcome, you're the one taking care of me, old man. People don't like me running a stall here, and there's no business. It's all the regular customers who take care of me," Master Zeng replied politely.
Li Xuewu zipped up his leather jacket, got on the bicycle, and said, "I'll see you later."
After saying that, he waved his hands to Master Zeng and rode on the bicycle to rush to the steel rolling mill.
It was a seven or eight hour drive back and forth, and Li Xuewu didn't want to ride any more. It happened that the steel rolling mill was on holiday today, so he borrowed a motorcycle and rode there.
After entering the factory gate, he nodded to the guard and pushed the car to the garage.
Lock the car in the garage and ride the motorcycle to the nearby oil depot to refuel.
The refueling equipment at this time was very rudimentary, just a bucket and a kettle, which were pumped out with a loud crunch, and then the bucket was carried to refuel.
Because I didn't use much yesterday, I filled up half of the barrel. I also found a metal oil barrel with a lid and filled it with oil. I placed it next to the motorcycle. After thinking about it, I took out a jar from the space.
The wine is stuffed inside.
Then he rode out of the gate and rushed home.
I don’t know what the fuel consumption of this motorcycle is, so I can only put a bucket of oil in the car.
He rode into the west courtyard with a "chut, tug, tug". At this time, the eldest brother Li Xuewen was eager to find Li Xuewu.
This man had a haircut and disappeared. The sun was already rising. If he didn't leave, he would have to come back in the dark at night.
But when he saw Li Xuewu riding a motorcycle into the courtyard, his eyes widened in surprise.
I was not at home because I had class yesterday. I didn’t know that Li Xuewu rode back yesterday.
"Xuewu, this motorcycle"
"I'm from the security department of the steel rolling mill. It's such a long way back and forth. If we really have to carry food on our bicycles, we will be exhausted. Let's ride here. I'll go back to the house and change clothes. You stuff the food bag into the bed first."
As Li Xuewu spoke, he went to the back room to change clothes.
This trip was a long one, so I had to put on my police uniform and bring my ID, for fear of encountering inspectors checking the vehicle. After saying that, I put down the knife and carefully cleaned the stubble of hair on Li Xuewu's neck with a small brush.
After cleaning up, Master Zeng asked softly, "Comrade Li, do you want to shave?"
Li Xuewu nodded and said "scratching"
I don't know where the switch was moved, and the back of the chair opened back. Master Zeng used his right hand to hold Li Xuewu's head and lay back, stretching out a support for his legs. Li Xuewu straightened his legs just enough to support his calves.
on top.
Master Zeng heated the towel with hot water and applied it to Li Xuewu's face, while he stirred the soap box with a brush until foam formed.
The hot towel on Li Xuewu's face had lost some of its temperature. Master Zeng took off the towel and put it into the basin. Then he poured hot water from the bucket of hot water that had been heated by the stove. He turned around and used a brush to brush the soap suds.
, apply it on Li Xuewu's chin and temples in a swirling motion, and then lightly apply a layer on his upper lip and beard.
He put down the soap box, heated the towel again and applied it to Li Xuewu's face. After waiting for two minutes, the towel dissipated the heat, took it off and put it into the hot water basin, lathered it with soap again, and then applied the hot towel to his face again.
superior.
After repeating the action of applying soap, I picked up the scraper and rubbed it downwards and upwards seven times on the razor cloth. Then I started scraping from the neck of the chin. When I reached a spot, I lifted the corner of the hot towel and finished scraping again.
Put the hot towel back on. ??
Li Xuewu has bubbles on his lips now and can't speak. He can only listen to Master Zeng nagging about the stories from the past. They are all bizarre and famous. There are too many stories and influential figures in these four-nine cities.
.
Just when the warlords are fighting, these four or nine cities are like a big show. Today he comes in and tomorrow he goes out, just like monkeys. Some governors come in and out several times. These old stories will be told for three days.
I can't finish talking all night long.
The neck, chin, temples, upper and lower jaw, cheeks, cheeks, eyelids, eyebrows, forehead, earlobes, auricles, ears, nostrils, and any hairy areas on the head were all trimmed.
Feel the scraper moving on the skin, no matter where the skin is, it is both tense and comfortable. This is the world of ice and fire.
Master Zeng was extremely careful when scraping the scar. It could be said that he scraped it clean bit by bit, and even a layer of dead skin from the scar was scraped off.
"Comrade Li, if you are concerned about your scar, you can find a way to remove it. The hospital can do it now. Master Ding also had a scar cut on his face earlier. Later, he also asked the hospital to do it.
, look at his face now, the scars are much lighter."
Li Xuewu didn't pay much attention to this scar. He was a little used to it, but if it could be repaired, would it be best to repair it? He had to find time to ask someone who understood.
After shaving, I pressed the acupuncture points on the top of my head and neck along the scalp, and then pinched the acupoints on Li Xuewu's shoulders. This technique is really perfect, not painful, not itchy, and very comfortable. This is what Master Ding just said about sleeping.
, you can really fall asleep comfortably if you don't pay attention.
Master Zeng wiped Li Xuewu's face with a hot towel, helped him sit up, took off the cloth, and stood in front of Li Xuewu with a mirror.
"Comrade Li, what do you think?"
Hey! The hair on the temples has been shaved short, and the chicken coop has been cut into a three-quarter hair style. Master Zeng also put some styling wax on it at some point.
Look at this long face again, it looks like it has been smoothed, white and rosy, especially the eyebrows
After trimming it slightly, he has star-like eyes and sword-shaped eyebrows, making him extraordinarily handsome, and even the scar has faded a lot.
"Master Zeng, thank you very much. How much do you need to pay?"
Master Zeng smiled and put the mirror under his seat and said, "You can do it for 15 cents."
Li Xuewu disagreed and said, "That's the price of a haircut in a barber shop. It involves shaving and pressing acupuncture points. Besides, you also applied hair wax for me. So, I'll give you 5 cents. A lesbian haircut costs 3.5 cents."
"
With that said, he took out 5 cents and handed it to Master Zeng.
"Thank you for your kindness and righteousness." Master Zeng still had some old-fashioned politeness.
This old craftsman does not rely on fixed fees to live, but mostly on the money rewarded by patrons. For example, Mr. Mei sings an opera and sells tickets for hundreds of people in a theater. It may be thousands or even tens of thousands, but the rewards are just a few.
Thousands of rewards.
Li Xuewu saw that Master Ding was really good at his craftsmanship, so he asked, "Can I ask you to come and serve me? There are a lot of people in my family."
Master Zeng nodded and said, "I know the courtyard you just mentioned. Do you want me to serve in your house someday?"
Listening to these half-new and half-old polite words, Li Xuewu said with laughter and tears, "I don't want to take up your precious time. You can go home every Saturday afternoon and sit in a room in the outer courtyard of the compound. I'll leave it to you."
"You're welcome, you're the one taking care of me, old man. People don't like me running a stall here, and there's no business. It's all the regular customers who take care of me," Master Zeng replied politely.
Li Xuewu zipped up his leather jacket, got on the bicycle, and said, "I'll see you later."
After saying that, he waved his hands to Master Zeng and rode on the bicycle to rush to the steel rolling mill.
It was a seven or eight hour drive back and forth, and Li Xuewu didn't want to ride any more. It happened that the steel rolling mill was on holiday today, so he borrowed a motorcycle and rode there.
After entering the factory gate, he nodded to the guard and pushed the car to the garage.
Lock the car in the garage and ride the motorcycle to the nearby oil depot to refuel.
The refueling equipment at this time was very rudimentary, just a bucket and a kettle, which were pumped out with a loud crunch, and then the bucket was carried to refuel.
Because I didn't use much yesterday, I filled up half of the barrel. I also found a metal oil barrel with a lid and filled it with oil. I placed it next to the motorcycle. After thinking about it, I took out a jar from the space.
The wine is stuffed inside.
Then he rode out of the gate and rushed home.
I don’t know what the fuel consumption of this motorcycle is, so I can only put a bucket of oil in the car.
He rode into the west courtyard with a "chut, tug, tug". At this time, the eldest brother Li Xuewen was eager to find Li Xuewu.
This man had a haircut and disappeared. The sun was already rising. If he didn't leave, he would have to come back in the dark at night.
But when he saw Li Xuewu riding a motorcycle into the courtyard, his eyes widened in surprise.
I was not at home because I had class yesterday. I didn’t know that Li Xuewu rode back yesterday.
"Xuewu, this motorcycle"
"I'm from the security department of the steel rolling mill. It's such a long way back and forth. If we really have to carry food on our bicycles, we will be exhausted. Let's ride here. I'll go back to the house and change clothes. You stuff the food bag into the bed first."
As Li Xuewu spoke, he went to the back room to change clothes.
This trip was a long one, so I had to put on my police uniform and bring my ID, for fear of encountering an inspector inspecting the vehicle.
