***

thinking of going to the capital in two days, I must be very busy.

Yang Zimei decided to weave a hat for Xuehu tonight.

Otherwise, it would be strange for him to hang out in the street in white cloth. In addition, he would be surrounded by people.

But she hasn't learned how to sew.

Therefore, she also came to Zhen Zi's room and knocked on the door.

Zhenzi opened the door, saw her, slightly surprised, "master, you find me something?"

"Well, I want to make a hat for snow lake, but I don't know sewing. Can you teach me?"

Yang Zimei said as she stepped into Zhenzi's room.

It was the first time she had entered Zhenzi's room.

Seeing the decoration of Zhenzi's room, Yang Zimei really admired it. It was really a room for a lady of a big family.

The decoration is neat and elegant, and it has Japanese characteristics and looks very comfortable.

However, there is a slightly strange aroma.

She sniffed, carefully identified it, and found that the aroma was very similar to the one she had first found in her coffin that day.

The aroma was strong at that time, but now it's very light.

What aroma is this?

She couldn't recognize it. She didn't seem to notice that Zhenzi had this fragrance.

"Zhenzi, your room is very fragrant. What kind of spices are you using?"

Yang Zimei asked.

"Master, I use this."

Zhen Zi picked up a small elegant sachet from the head of the bed. "The sachet was found in the kimono. I smelled the perfume very comfortable, so I put it at the head of the bed."

"Show me."

Yang Zimei took the sachet and opened it. There was no perfume in it. It seemed that the fragrance came from the cloth of the sachet.

She put her nose to smell it and identify it carefully.

With her keen sense of smell, she couldn't smell out what kind of perfume it was.

This thing was originally in Zhenzi's coffin that kimono inside, can have antiseptic effect?

She originally wanted to ask Zhenzi to identify the components of the sachet.

But worried that it would be Zhenzi's preservative, he handed the sachet back to her.

Anyway, Zhenzi is a living dead person.

I don't know if corrosion protection is needed.

"Zhenzi, you are not busy now. Teach me to do needlework and make a handsome and special hat suitable for snow lake."

Yang Zimei sat down in the chair beside him and said to Zhenzi.

"Yes, master."

Zhenzi took out her needle and thread, took out the cloth she used to make tablecloth, and taught Yang Zimei to cut and sew.

For cutting, Yang Zimei has no problem.

However, she found that her needlework could not be done well. It was like going to the kitchen. She felt dizzy when she saw the dishes.

As soon as she picked up the needle, she felt dizzy and pricked her fingers several times.

"What's the matter? Zhenzi, I can master the complicated acupuncture and moxibustion well. Why can't I do such a simple needling? "

Yang Zimei covered the fingers that had been punctured several times, and frowned in a puzzled way, "women all over the world can, why can't I?"

"You can't cook, and that's what women all over the world do."

Zhenzi not only did not comfort her, but came to such a sentence in a quiet way.

Yang Zimei was immediately covered with black lines.

She really wanted to give up.

She had a little regret.

***

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!