Floating Perfume Shop

Ever since Zhang Song went out and attended the meeting alone, Xiao Chongyun has been worrying all the time, wondering if the little ghost is alone in a foreign country, getting cold and hot, whether he has eaten well... After he suddenly lost contact, he was even more anxious and couldn't sleep at night.

At first, he thought that Zhang Song's wallet had been stolen, and he couldn't get in touch if he didn't catch the plane. Later, he thought he might have encountered a robber.Then I wondered if the little ghost was really curious, went to strange places, was detained and never released.

Xiao Chongyun trusted everyone he could, made all the phone calls he could make, and was going to buy a plane ticket to fly to Thailand to find someone. Before leaving, he asked Zhou Tianhao's friend for GPS positioning.I didn't expect to be lucky, the kid's mobile phone was not turned off, but had power, and the software happened to be on, running in the background.

Seeing this position, Xiao Chongyun seemed to have a string in his mind, and it rang!

Xiao Chongyun recognized that address, many years ago, he saw it in an address book of his ancestral house in Nanyang.There was only one address in country C in the address book, so he glanced at the map and left a little impression.It was a foreign law firm that had cooperated with Xiao Li, handling the necessary government relations and legal affairs in Jinshanjiao.And this law firm will also participate in some matters related to the formula.

Xiao Chongyun's back felt a little cold.

He finally knew who was behind the flowery underpants that asked him to buy the formula.

"What are you thinking about?" Hua Pants patted him from behind, "Come on, see Master Wu in a while, and hold yourself up. If Master Wu is happy, there will be a reward."

Xiao Chongyun asked: "Master Wu?"

"My real name is Wu Qi, a person who can talk to the old professor." Hua Pants leaned against his ear, "Brother, I will take you to see Master Wu, so that you can open your eyes and see the world."

Flowery pants probably have a criminal record and cannot pass through customs.He first set up a small private plane to the border, and then flew around to change cars. He took a smuggling route while avoiding the sentry box, and bumped all the way across the border, which made his stomach hurt.In front of him was a gray European-style office building on the edge of the city, surrounded by suspended construction sites on three sides, and an old garden on one side.When he bent down to put the suitcase on the stone steps of the office building, the small green door just opened, and a very young man with a soft face came out with a teacup, and poured the tea dregs into the soil on the flower terrace in front of the small building. .

"Boss Wu, I brought the person in charge of the safe from that company!" Flowery underpants dragged Xiao Chongyun forward, beaming, "This man's surname is Zhou, and he is also a perfumer. It is said that he understands the formula of circular incense."

Wu Qi took a small white handkerchief and carefully wiped the rim of the enamel teacup. Hearing this, he raised his eyes and took a lukewarm look: "It was you who sold our 'afterlife' formula last time?"

"Yes."

"You said you understand the circulation of incense?"

"I brought the formula for 'December'." Xiao Chongyun gestured to the suitcase at his feet.

The man came over, stood calmly in front of Xiao Chongyun, and looked him up and down: "According to the prescription, who doesn't know how, it doesn't mean you understand the secrets of it. I heard that many people in the perfume industry once regarded the cycle of fragrance as a problem to overcome, liar A lot, how do you prove that you understand?"

It was also the first time for Xiao Chongyun to come here, and he did not expect such hot weather. His shirt was buttoned to the top, but he had no time to untie it, and his whole body seemed to have been steamed in a steamer.Wu Qi sized him up, like a long snake crawling across the back of his feet, and unexpectedly felt a layer of cold air.

"Then what?" Xiao Chongyun asked, "You believe it?"

Wu Qi smiled slightly.

He handed the tea mug under Xiao Chongyun's nose, paused for a moment, and took it back: "I like the aroma of tea. It is light when it bubbles, gradually becomes richer, and gradually becomes mellow. You can mix a bottle for me, just these three kinds The aroma circulates, just this tea in my hand."

The boss behind the flowery pants must not be Wu Qi, but when the big boss is away, Wu Qi is the leader here.He asked someone to allocate a room for Xiao Chongyun, with a bed and a workbench, and a row of spice racks by the window.

"I'll give you three days to think about it," he said.

Xiao Chongyun only pondered for a day.

He has the formula of "Qingming", and he is already familiar with the aroma of tea.However, although the tea aroma is not difficult to adjust, the aroma of the cup of tea in Wu Qi's hand is difficult to imitate.

The teacup was placed under his nose for 2 minutes, but Xiao Chongyun couldn't smell anything.

Wu Qi uses an enamel teacup, and the tea leaves will leave traces on the white cup wall.The teacup was very old, but the tea stains were very shallow. Xiao Chongyun guessed that it was a cup of green tea, but it was hard to say whether it was local green tea or imported Longjing Maofeng.

There are indeed ordinary green tea essential oils on the spice rack, but the aromas emitted by different tea leaves are actually subtly different.

He called the flowery underpants over, chatted casually, and asked, "Is the tea that Master Wu usually drinks expensive?"

"What is the name of the tea garden in China? Biluochun is specially airlifted. As long as the leaves are picked for the first time in spring, do you think it is expensive?"

"Expensive." Xiao Chongyun remembered the fragrance of Biluochun, which was light and soft, "If it were me, I would put one or two leaves at a time."

"I've never seen the world before." The flowery underpants shook his head and sighed, "Master Wu makes tea with less tea leaves, because he pays attention to lightness, not to save money."

It must have a weak aroma.

Relying on the olfactory memory of the year, Xiao Chongyun picked up the test tube and glass bottle and began to mix the fragrance.

He hasn't tuned the cycle fragrance for many years, and it took a lot of time for his memory to come back slowly.The sunset outside the window has covered the sky, and he is still standing in front of the workbench, staring at the transparent glass bottle.

"Master Wu usually makes tea, don't you warm the cup?"

"Not warm, soak directly."

Xiao Chongyun opened the cap of the perfume bottle: "Is this scent strong or light?"

"Almost, just right."

"That's fine." Xiao Chongyun turned around, "Give this to—"

He took a step back: "Master Wu."

Wu Qi took the bottle and said, "I've been here since four o'clock. Mr. Zhou, you seem to be good at perfume, but your nose is not very good. Whether you cheat by looking for fancy pants or not, you can decide No scent?"

"I caught a cold two days ago." Xiao Chongyun rubbed his nose, "It doesn't work."

The flowery underpants had already left, so Wu Qi took a piece of scent paper and found a sofa to sit down on.The fragrance of tea curled up, fresh and pleasant, but unfortunately Xiao Chongyun couldn't smell it.It will take time to verify the fragrance cycle, and Wu Qi has a lot of patience.While waiting, he opened his mouth very rarely, and chatted with Xiao Chongyun about the past: "Where did you learn the fragrance of circulation?"

"I used to be a perfumer, but I couldn't manage the safe with my nose. I was very bored. It happened that there was a circular fragrance formula called 'December' in the safe, so I copied it privately. I really like to think about it for fun. I like it No matter how you do it, you won’t get bored.”

"Indeed, I have liked the fragrance of tea since I was a child." Wu Qi nodded, "When I was a child, I was a tea boy for others. Every day I stood next to my master holding a teacup. I thought I could stand for a lifetime."

"People have to grow up." Xiao Chongyun said, "It's impossible to be a tea boy for a lifetime."

"I didn't become a tea boy because my boss died. I was shot in the chest. On that occasion, there was no chance of rescue." Wu Qi said, "The old boss died, so I came out to play. The new owner, until now."

"You met a good employer back then."

"No way, looking at it now, he is just pitiful and pathetic." Wu Qi shook his head, picked up the scent paper with two fingers, and smelled it, "I couldn't eat enough when I was begging. I was thirteen or fourteen years old, and I looked like ten He is as short as a child in his early years. When he came to ask me if I would like to go with him, I made tea for him. I will remember this kindness."

He asked Xiao Chongyun: "Mr. Zhang Yijiao Zhang from Nanyang back then, have you heard of it?"

Xiao Chongyun's chest jumped violently, and he lowered his head as meekly as possible: "No."

The tea fragrance changes from strong to light, and then from light to strong, just like a cup of tea, which circulates infinitely in time.

"Not very stable," Wu Qi finally nodded, "but it's okay."

During the conversation, Xiao Chongyun kept looking at the face of the man opposite him, and felt that he was indeed in a relaxed mood and in a good mood, so he saw the right opportunity, pretending to be casual, and asked curiously: "Actually, the company I work for has also thought about working in the company. "December" was launched in the market, and after researching, there is no market. The fragrance of circulation is an academic concept, so why bother Mr. Wu?"

Wu Qi didn't speak, but looked up at him and smiled.

He asked, "Mr. Zhou, are you afraid of death?"

"afraid."

"If you're afraid of death, don't ask. Don't rely on the fact that I like you." Wu Qi threw the scented paper on the ground, "I also want to invite you to imitate a perfume. After the imitation is finished, you take the money back, buy a house and marry someone." Wife, don't dawdle in front of my eyes."

"Thank you, Lord Wu. Actually," Xiao Chongyun hesitated, "I can make the fragrance cycle more stable."

He stared at the young man in front of him, and said sincerely and earnestly: "I am not as thorough as Mr. Zhang from our company. If he is willing to help me, you can imitate any incense you want."

"But Mr. Zhang, you said he doesn't know how to recycle incense, so he forgot."

"He hasn't forgotten." Xiao Chongyun insisted, "Let me persuade him, acquaintances are easy to talk to."

When Xiao Chongyun walked into the basement of Xiaoyang Building, his heart beat like a drum.The basement is in the innermost part of the western-style building, at the end of the back garden, there is a small passage made of bricks.The iron door opened, and he bent down and walked into the sweltering steamer. As soon as he stepped into the room, he heard the person in the corner say: "It's useless to hit me again. If you don't remember, you really don't remember."

A leather whip was hung on the rough wall, and Zhang Song squatted in the corner, half naked, with his hair messed up and his body stained with blood.Sweat flowed onto the red and swollen wound, Xiao Chongyun's heart ached when he saw it.

The little ghost turned his head towards the place where the light came in: "It's not my formula——"

His voice stopped abruptly.

"If it's not your formula, don't take it out - the quality is noble, the integrity is commendable, and it's touching. It's stupid. Your parents gave you life, and the knowledge given to you by school has made you to this day, and it's just a recipe. Is it worth it?" Xiao Chongyun walked over, squatted down, carefully looked at every scar on his student's body, sighed, then turned around, and said to the man standing at the door, "Master Wu, the beating was a bit heavy, the bridge of the nose They're all swollen. A nose is precious to a perfumer, why don't you get a doctor to see it?"