After being widowed, I pampered the rough man general by farming

Zhu Jiangjiang slightly remodeled Zhou Liang's original house and turned it into her small beauty salon.

Zhou Liang also agreed to this matter. Anyway, he just took office, and Zhu Lin left behind many troubles in the yamen, so he couldn't go back to Xiaohuang Village often.

Even if he could come back once in a while, he would go to squeeze with his second child, or Pei's house had a spare room for him to sleep for a night.

The house in the north is close to the water source, and has a kitchen, so it is very convenient to boil and pour water.

The most important thing is that this place is far away from the village, and the general villagers will not come here, and Tu Ya, who comes to have her hair done, is also at ease.

"Ms. Tu, these are brand new towels, and the sheets on the recliner are also clean. You just need to lie down and leave everything to me."

Zhu Jiangjiang brought Tu Ya into the room. In addition to a reclining chair, there was also a large wooden bucket for water.

Against the wall, there is a dressing table on the left, a towel rack and storage rack on the right, and a bench for putting things brought by guests or sitting on people.

Because Tu Ya was worried about being gossiped about, she brought a maid here today, and the maid sat on the bench to help her carry things.

The hot water was burning in the kitchen outside, Zhu Jiangjiang went out and brought in two buckets of water at a time.

"Miss Tu, please."

Tu Ya has already removed the jewelry from her head, but she hasn't lay down yet, as if she is embarrassed, Zhu Jiangjiang has to half-pull and half-pull her on the recliner.

Zhu Jiangjiang put dry towels on her chest and back of her neck before sitting down to comb her hair.

After combing her hair, she scooped up half a scoop of water, poured only a little on her head, and asked her, "Miss Tu, is the water temperature okay? Will it be cold?"

Tu Ya was quite nervous at first, after all, it was her first time.

But seeing Zhu Jiangjiang being so careful and asking her about the water temperature, she immediately relaxed a lot from her nervousness, "Can you heat it up?"

During the Chinese New Year, the water is easy to cool down.

"of course can."

Zhu Jiangjiang scooped hot water from another steaming bucket, neutralized it, and tried it again for her.

She didn't pour water on her head until Tu Ya agreed.

"We need to wash our hair first, and then we can apply conditioner after washing. Is the strength okay?"

Zhu Jiangjiang was also a person who often did hair in her previous life. She was familiar with all the procedures, and was even obsessed with it for a while. She washed her roommates in the dormitory, and it was the kind that was charged.

So whether it's shampooing, conditioning, dyeing, or styling, she can do it all.

Except that the haircut is a bit unprofessional, she can go straight to work.

In addition, she majored in plant science, not only can cultivate land professionally, but also study phytochemistry. Using plants to make daily necessities is almost one of their professional hobbies in this subject.

"Miss Tu, your neck is so stiff, didn't you ask the maid to massage you?"

Her neck was almost like a wooden stick, so hard that Zhu Jiangjiang couldn't feel any softness.

It stands to reason that such a rich lady should have servants to help her massage and relax every day, why is she so hard.

The maid at the side felt very innocent when she heard the words. She pinched the young lady's shoulders and beat her legs.

"Ahh-"

Zhu Jiangjiang kindly helped her pinch her neck, but Tu Ya cried out in pain, tears were about to come out.

"Miss!"

"Don't worry, I'm helping you relax, it will hurt a little, but please trust me, you will be very comfortable after pinching." Zhu Jiangjiang has quick eyes and quick hands, and pressed Tu Ya who was about to get up.

Tu Ya expressed doubts about this.

"Ms. Tu, I won't smash my own signboard for the first time when I open the store. To take care of your hair, you need to keep your scalp soothing. Your neck is too stiff, and the blood circulation is not smooth." Zhu Jiangjiang explained slowly. .

She talked a lot, but Tu Ya couldn't understand at all.

However, the numbness and pain in the back of the neck is really addictive and makes people want to sleep.

After Zhu Jiangjiang finished applying conditioner to Tu Ya and wrapped her hair with a hot towel, she fell asleep so comfortably.

Forget it, let her sleep.

I heard that in order to serve Concubine Wang, Tu Ya did no less work than a maid, standing by Concubine Wang's side for a whole day.

It seems that being an official lady is not so easy. In order to win some opportunities for the family, they often have to sacrifice their time to accompany some noble concubines and concubines.

When Tu Ya woke up again, she was called by Zhu Jiangjiang.

Zhu Jiangjiang had washed off the conditioner for her, dried her hair, and fanned her hair half-dry before waking her up.

When Tu Ya woke up, she felt relaxed and her spirit was much better than when she came here.

No more sleepiness, and a lot of flexibility from the neck up.

She sat in front of the dressing table, put a strand of hair in front of her nose, smelled it, and then sighed: "It smells so good, what does it smell like, miss?"

"This is a mixture of sweet-scented osmanthus and tea. The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus is strong. It needs the taste of tea to wash it down to cover up the medicinal smell of the conditioner."

Zhu Jiangjiang put down his comb and nodded frequently as he looked at his masterpiece, seemingly satisfied.

"Okay, you can let the servant girl comb your hair."

She doesn't know how to do the complicated hairstyle of Miss Qianjin in ancient times, so she can only let the maid do it, and she turns to tidy up the things on the recliner.

The servant girl put down her things and came over, sighed at once: "Miss, your hair is so slippery, it feels like Tanfeng."

Tu Ya is also very satisfied.

After only doing it once, she already felt the change, even though it didn't look any different on the outside.

"Ma'am Zhu, when is the next time I wash my hair? Can I come to you to wash it again?" Tu Ya asked anxiously.

"Of course, come here if you feel uncomfortable with your head. I'll wash it for you at any time, but only three taels of silver at a time." Saying that, Zhu Jiangjiang stretched out his hand to ask the master and servant for silver.

Earning three taels of silver in half an hour, she would earn this money even if she was too tired to keep her eyes open!

"Chun Xing, give me the money." Tu Ya readily took out the money.

Zhu Jiangjiang took the money and was in a good mood. There is no distinction between high and low occupations, as long as there is money to make.

However, someone in the Pei family seemed to be in a bad mood.

Pei Ji is learning and practicing calligraphy in the study, and he has to read whenever he has time, and he can't lose to Zhu Jiangjiang.

It's just that when encountering a word he doesn't know, Zhu Jiangjiang needs to explain it to him, but she is not here!

When Pei Ji was depressed, Zhu Jiangjiang happened to come upstairs.

She rushed into the study, opened the drawer, took out the ledger, and happily wrote down today's income.

Although three taels of silver is not a lot of money, she has to keep records of her daily income and expenditure.

"Miss, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, so can't you stay at home and spend time with Xiaoyu and me?" Pei Ji said resentfully.

After the Chinese New Year, who like her goes out to make money.

Money can't be earned, and she doesn't care about a day or two. Does she even care about her family?

"I've been at home all the time. I also built the hut in the north. Is there a problem?" Zhu Jiangjiang didn't take it seriously. As long as she didn't leave the village, she was at home.

"My lady, Xiaoyu and I are your family!" Pei Ji solemnly reminded her.

"Okay, okay, I know, don't get angry, Mrs., okay? How about I wash your hair too, and just charge you two taels." Zhu Jiangjiang compared two fingers with him.

"..." She really lost Qian's eyes.