Skincare with expired milk that smells sour and rancid is a method that Isabel Walton learned about while working part-time on a farm during the summer in high school. At that time, the farmer's wife was very friendly to her, and often invited her to visit her home and taste the yogurt she made. During the yogurt tasting, the farmer's wife told her that the milk that had passed its expiration date could not only be used for hair and skin care, watering flowers, removing rust, repairing cracks in porcelain, removing oil stains, removing ink stains from clothes, but also wiping shoes, floors and leather furniture.

In high school, Isabel thought that the farmer's wife was an alien visitor to Earth from Titan, the second largest moon in the solar system, because she thought that only life from an alien planet could use the waste of expired milk on Earth as a universal product.

Now, at last, she had a chance to try what the farmer's wife had taught her. During the months she spent in the Atlantic, the islands off the coast of West Africa, and the Caribbean in the Americas, she felt as if her skin had become rougher and darker. Now that you're back, it's time to take every opportunity you can to use expired milk to soften your skin and make your skin smoother and finer.

She smeared her whole body with a towel dipped in milk with a strong rancid smell, and then applied expired milk to her face and the bottom of her feet. It can be said that every inch of her skin is smeared with fermented and sour milk. However, the smell of expired milk was too unpleasant, which could be seen from the expressions of several maids present.

Although the housekeeper Esther and her maids were intrigued by the anecdotes she told about the Caribbean and the Spanish island, they still planned to leave the room immediately to avoid the vomiting smell. However, Miss Isabel, who was covered in "foul-smelling" milk, had not yet completed the "bathing" treatment prescribed by the doctor, so how could they, as maids, leave the noble lady of the northern aristocracy and leave alone.

Moreover, every member of the Hawkins family, from top to bottom, respected this noble lady. Therefore, even if the body of the northern noble lady smells bad and bad, she must wait until she takes a bath to get rid of this stench. For a moment, Isabel thought that her mistake had caused the room to be filled with this sour smell, and quickly put the wine glass on the edge of the tub, and turned to walk towards the window facing the street in the room.

"Wait, miss, what do you want to do??" Esther, the housekeeper, walked in three steps and two steps in the direction of the window, and turned to glare at her with a frightened look.

"Esther, I didn't expect this long-stored milk to smell so bad, so I wanted to open the window to dissipate some of it." As Isabel spoke, she seemed to forget the fact that she didn't even have a piece of clothing on her.

Esther shook her head, "Miss, you're taking a shower right now. No matter how bad the smell is, we will endure it. ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, Esther." Isabel walked back to the tub and thought about it, then looked at the housekeeper, "Esther, how much time has passed since I smeared the milk on me?" ”

The housekeeper was probably starting to get used to the smell, and when she slowly returned to her, she replied, "Swallow, it's been about half an hour." ”

"God, it's been so long. Okay, now I'm going to wash off the stench. Like a child, Isabel stepped her right leg into the tub and sat down.

Soon, the sour smell of expired milk applied to the body and face was soaked in the hot water in the tub. At this time, the expressions of the housekeeper and the maids in the room were no longer so ugly, and Isabel hurriedly ordered one of the maids to carry the wooden bucket containing the expired milk out of the room.

Isabel, who was immersed in the tub, looked very enjoyable and relaxed, with one arm on the rim of the tub and an expensive glass in her hand, leisurely sipping Spanish wine. At this time, she was a little curious about the housekeeper who was still in the room, "Esther, why are you still here?" I only need to keep two maids here. ”

As a housekeeper, Esther had important duties of hiring and supervising maids, procuring and managing food, fine cloth and utensils storage, and assisting the hostess in her daily needs. As the highest-ranking maid, most of the maids are commanded by her. Esther had not forgotten her duty, but some of the overseas anecdotes told by the noble lady caught her attention too much.

Esther stood as a maid of the highest position, and looked at her with the calm smile of a middle-aged woman, "Miss, uh, if you have time after lunch, I would like to hear from you some interesting stories about overseas that you have experienced. ”

Isabel chuckled and looked back at the other smiling maids, "Well, that's right. Well, you can find me in the Hawkins family garden after lunch. However, only if you do your job. ”

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At this time, Isabel's room was much quieter. While serving her in the bath, the two maids opened all the unread letters on the table for her and arranged them according to the different categories of letter writers.

The young maid who had asked Isabel about the city of Santo Domingo was left behind to serve her in the bath. The maid was only able to stay because of her special name, Ross or Rose. Isabel leaned against the tub and looked at the letters in her hand, and said to her, "Rose, bring me all the letters that His Highness has written this year." ”

"Yes, miss." Rose, the maid who stood on the side of the bed and placed the letters on the bed according to the category of the letter writers, agreed in a nice voice.

Isabel had in her hand a letter from her brother's wife, Mrs. Caroline Walton, a close friend, and when she saw it halfway through, she heard the maid's voice ask timidly, "Miss, what did you say... Who is Your Highness? ”

She took her eyes off the letter a little, and as she looked at the maid, she said softly, "Rose, you have the guts to ask questions you can't ask. ”

Isabel's words frightened the faces of the two maids present, and Rose hurried over to the tub and bowed to her, stammering, "I'm sorry, miss." I... I think you are very kind and willing to talk to us......"

"Don't be afraid, Rose. I forgot, you have never seen the letter that His Highness wrote to me, so I don't know who His Highness is. Isabel smiled apologetically at Rose, "All you have to see is a letter signed by the name Henry Fitzroy, which is a letter from Your Highness to me. ”