The rich man and the poor man

There are thousands of fragrances in the world, Han Fu of Pei Zhen's family especially prefers citrus.

A basic basket, the last two bottles of essential oils were unlabeled and put into a black box, namely "Dai Dai Flower Oil" and "Dai Dai Fruit Oil".

Toi Dai, a southern plant, is also called "Rejuvenation Orange".

It is a small plant with milky white and thick small flower buds in spring. After the flowers fade, it can bear oblate and lovely fruits.The color of the fruit will become orange-yellow after winter, a bit like a small kumquat variant. It tastes bitter and cannot be eaten, so generally no one picks it, or even birds peck it.

So, the fruit will hang on the tree like this until the next year.

Instead of shrinking or rotting, it will miraculously turn back to blue in summer. In this way, the old fruit does not fall and the new fruit grows again year after year. It is named "Dai Dai" from generation to generation.

The taste of toi dai flowers is very similar to orange blossom and lemon blossom.And Daidai fruit is also a typical citrus fragrance.

Pei Zhen heaved a sigh of relief, and turned around to see Liszt's choice.

"..."

Liszt, he... is grabbing the same series of essential oils.

This is actually a common technique used by many people when "guessing knowledge"—no matter ten, fifteen or twenty, they always stick to the same department anyway.

Take citrus as an example. The flavors of orange flesh and orange peel are very similar, and there are also "close relatives" such as oranges, mandarins, grapefruits, and lemons with similar tastes.

More than a dozen bottles have been passed down in one continuous line, and many professional perfumers will feel dizzy, which is far more difficult than distinguishing roses and jasmines with completely different smells.

however.

What Liszt took was ten citrus essential oils.

Still the same sentence, Han Fu... not only 14300+, but also deeply in love with citrus.

Is it tantamount to giving away the head?

Ten minutes later, the two each took their own small black boxes and handed them to the Baozilian youth.

The bun-faced youth changed the boxes of the two of them, and pinched the watch: "The identification time is 10 minutes, and the classmate Han will come first. It can be analyzed and identified through smell, color, touch, texture, etc. Here is a disposable essential oil dish. And alcohol lamps for heating..."

Han Fu: "No need."

Crowd: "???"

"Lemons, limes, citrons."

"Citrus, grapefruit, orange zest."

"!!!" The onlookers all had shocked faces, watching the young man with a tear mole "paji" open a bottle, smell it, and report the name of the dish - it only took half a minute, six bottles were opened, and one was correct.

Liszt's face changed slightly, and there was no sound in the library.

"Bergamot." The seventh bottle.

"This is teak." The eighth bottle.

"Tachibana orange leaves." The ninth bottle.

There was only the last bottle left, and Han Fu poked the cork off.Pei Zhen was holding back the excitement and trembling of his palms—he saw that bottle of Liszt when he took it, and it was Han Fu's favorite... There is no way he could not recognize it!

Han Fu raised his eyes through more than one meter of air.

She looked up at him gently, with a little bit of cunning and complacency, her black eyes were shining, and she smiled seductively.

It seems that what you are playing with is not a small bottle of perfume and essential oil, but the lips of your lover.The corners of his lips curled up evilly, and he said softly in a hoarse and sexy voice:

"...orange blossoms."

Silence, connected to silence, and then the crowd of onlookers boiled, and Liszt snorted coldly.

Citrus is not particularly difficult.Even if they recognize them all, it's not a big deal. This group of people are too fussy. Is Glass's students at this level now?

"10/10, all hits, amazing!"

Even the referee, Baozilian, applauded excitedly.Liszt gave him a white look.

When it was his turn, a bright light flashed in his dark blue eyes, as if he wanted to lose to Han Fu, he opened two or three bottles of essential oil with a very quick movement.

"Ah... lavender, rosemary, petitgrain."

"Rose, jasmine, rosewood, benzoin!"

"Fuck... ten, seven bottles in 19 seconds! You really deserve to be Cranberry, are you sure it wasn't rehearsed in advance?"

Someone around pinched their watches and couldn't help but start whispering.

The corner of Liszt's lips raised a smugness, but the next second, the smugness froze on his face.

The last three bottles are all citrus.

"..."

He suddenly discovered that in identifying the same type of fragrance, he couldn't do it as fast as Han Fu just now.

But how is this possible?His nose has been praised by many grandpa's friends and leading figures in the perfume industry... and this unknown young man who followed the industry's traitor in front of him, how could he be better than him!

He separated the three bottles without any trace, and smelled each of them.

It seems, in that order, bergamot, orange blossom and mandarin.

However, it seems a little strange why the taste of "orange blossom" and "citrus" is so impure.It seems to be mixed with a little peel, and there is a smell of grapefruit and lemon, but didn't you just say that this competition can only use a single essential oil, and you can't use mixed essential oils?

Could it be, so unlucky, these two bottles of essential oils have been stored for too long, and they have mixed with other incense?

"Bergamot."

He picked up the three bottles first, the one he was quite sure of.

Although bergamot is a fruit, its fragrance is rather sour and sweet, which is closer to the fragrance of flowers than the fruity fragrance of ordinary lemons.Bergamot oil is extracted from the fruit's fragrant peel.In the UK, his family drinks afternoon tea every day, and bergamot oil is the most common companion of Earl Gray tea.

As the most basic essential oil in many world-famous perfumes, it is impossible to admit mistakes.

……

The referee nodded slightly.

Liszt gained some confidence and picked up another bottle: "This should be orange blossom."

The main note is citrus, with a hint of lily, but with a little bit of bitterness, which should be the sequelae of high-temperature distillation.Wait — no, this undertone of freshness and acidity is more like over-distilled lemon zest than orange blossom?

"No, wait, it's a lemon... no, a lemon zest?"

The bun-faced youth: "Are you sure it's Laimeng?"

Not sure.

Damn, how could this happen!

The citrus type is roughly regarded as a medium-difficulty fragrance type, and Liszt has never stumbled on it, so I can't help asking myself what is going on today?

Not so suddenly indistinguishable!It must be just... yes, it must have been confused by the anger of the pair of loving dogs who don't know the so-called love!

With a flicker of sight, he glanced at the alcohol lamp from the corner of his eye.

In fact, as long as he burns it a little, he should be able to determine what it is through the texture and consistency.

However, Han Fu didn't even use an alcohol lamp!The dignified young master of Cranberry competes with a traitor's apprentice (boyfriend, adulterer, whatever), but they don't even light up the lights, so why not? !

... what a shame!No, you have to hold on! !

However, I couldn't hold on.

Liszt didn't understand, isn't the bottle in his hand really a blend of essential oils?There are clearly more than two kinds of citrus aromas, like half orange blossom and half lemon!

Tick, tick - actually, only two or three minutes had passed.

Silent depression, cold sweat, definitely the longest two or three minutes in Liszt's life.

"This is orange blossom!" Finally, he gave up and handed over two bottles, "The rest is citrus peel!"

"sure?"

"OK." It's just the simplest essential oil, trust your own judgment!

“正确率8/10。8/10对10/10比赛结束，韩同学胜。”

what……

"What! It's not orange blossom, and it's not citrus?" Amidst the heated discussions, Liszt couldn't believe his ears at all.

It's fine to admit one is wrong, the simple citrus type, with his level, it is absolutely impossible to be wrong about both? !

"... Toi toi flower, toi toi fruit."

Pei Zhen pulled out the label and handed it over, Liszt looked confused.

"Toi Toi?! What is Toi Toi?!"

Pei Zhen: "An evergreen shrub that mainly grows in southern China. It is rare in the UK, but recently there are several classic perfumes on the market that use Toi Toi. Have you not paid attention to the industry for too long?"

Liszt: "What a strange name, this thing is a subspecies of oranges! There are too many names for oranges in China, 'Huainan is called orange, and Huaibei is orange', don't think I don't know! "

"However," Pei Zhen looked regretful, "Tai Dai is really not an orange."

"Tai toi is a shrub. Trees such as tangerine and orange are trees. They are not the same thing in essence. Let's make a difference... It's like mammals and fish..." As he spoke, he stretched out his arms to express suspicion The youth in life made gestures, "It's so big."

"If you don't believe me, check Wikipedia yourself? Or look up the new fragrance 'Beauty by the Lake' from your old rival Lesétoiles?"

"..." Liszt really went to check the phone.After turning over, I bit my lips until they turned white.

Pei Zhen lowered his eyes and smiled.I really want Senior Chen She to see that the aloof young master also looks like today.

But he frowned again.

He raised his eyes and looked at the mixed-race youth a few more times.I always feel... the way he looks now is a bit inexplicably familiar.

……

That was many years ago.

At that time, Pei Zhen was still a high-spirited "industry newcomer" in the wealthy circle of S City. In order to protect Yi Changqing, he once repaired a wealthy young master.

It seems to be the second generation of a giant X group company.

Pei Zhen only remembered that he was not tall like Liszt, and he had a weed-like yellow hair.It should be in the rebellious period, with a tattoo of a small rose on the right cheek, and always come to provoke them.

Perhaps, the young master who has not been hit has the same virtue after being deflated.

He looked like a thunderbolt, and even the movement of biting his lip was exactly the same as the current Liszt.Oh, by the way, there is also a classic line that Pei Zhen has memorized until now.

【How dare you...my dad never hit me! 】

……

Then, something else happened.

The days related to Yi Changqing are always sad, Pei Zhen is fine and doesn't want to think about it.

As for the yellow-haired boy, it was an episode of those messy days. I remember that the last time we met it was raining, and the boy cried very sadly.Later, when Pei Zhen thought about it, he felt a little regretful, he shouldn't have treated others like that.

"Careful."

Han Fu's face suddenly appeared.

The face of the Shamat boy who had been blurred in his memory was suddenly replaced by his appearance.

...It doesn't look like it at all!

Gentle, sensible and capable, the ultimate little wolf dog who won many lottery tickets to bring home, how can the spoiled rich second-generation little wild dog compare?

The author has something to say: All the brands, perfumes, plants, and related industry knowledge in the article, some exist, and some are purely coincidental.