[Comprehensive film and television] The formula of perfume

Grenouille woke up from his sleep and smelled the damp and pungent smell in the air, which is the usual smell of leather factories. The high fever for days made him struggle on the verge of life and death, and the terrible anthrax was accompanied by Every leatherworker, he is just unlucky enough to be infected.

But he was lucky, when the boss and everyone thought he couldn't survive, Grenouille's high fever miraculously subsided, except for leaving a few ugly marks on his body and becoming thinner , he looks all right.

The fat-faced boss let out a sigh of relief. Grenouille is a hardworking skilled worker. The boss is unwilling to pay for his medical treatment, but his illness heals on his own, which means he can save a child labor. For the money, continue to use Grenouille.Moreover, he will not contract this disease again in the future, and he can be enslaved for many years. The boss feels that he has earned it.

The boss who only cares about how much he earns today will not care whether there is any change in the heart and behavior of this young man who escaped from the clutches of anthrax.Because of this, the boss did not expect that on the third day after Grenouille woke up and started working, Baldini, a declining perfumer on the trading bridge, came to his door and wanted to buy Grenouille from him.

In this case, let's pay a high price and kill this perfume merchant, the boss thought so, and did so.Holding a bag full of silver coins, he happily called off work early and went to drink, completely ignoring the calm and indifferent eyes of the young man behind him.

That night, the boss, who was too happy to drink, wobbled, stepped on the ground, and fell into the Seine River. When the body was picked up, it was already swollen and rotten.

However, Grenouille didn't care about such things.He doesn't care about anyone who is not related to him, just as those people never care about him.

"I can write you a thousand perfume molecular formulas in exchange for an apprenticeship certificate." When he skillfully copied the most popular perfume in Paris in Baldini's perfume studio, he told the dumbfounded Bardini Dini made such a condition.

He didn't care how many treacherous calculations flashed in Baldini's eyes.

He just wants to be freed from the strict control of the leather factory, he doesn't need to learn how to make perfume from Baldini - when he wakes up in that cramped and dirty little bed, the shadow of anthrax is far away from him, His mind gradually became extremely lucid, as if he had a long and incomparably beautiful dream, and the memories of the dream were clearly retained in his mind and became a part of his own memory.

There was a past, a present, and a future in this dream, but those futures were so bright that they seemed all the more unreal.

In his dreams, he learned all the methods of preserving smells and making perfumes, including the scent of the human body-when he woke up, he knew that he had completely mastered the secret of smells.He is the only person in this world who understands this way. As long as he wants, he can conquer thousands of people with a drop of perfume like Glass in his dream.

But Grenouille didn't want this, he just wanted to ask Baldini for a full teacher certificate.

Because of this certificate, he is free to go anywhere and find the girl in his dream.

In the dream, the warm and bright future in the dream all started when he knew that girl.

Grenouille wanted very much to find her.

When he wrote the perfume molecular formula for Baldini and made the perfume himself, he would move a chair and stand at the high window, stand on tiptoe to watch the people coming and going outside the house, and see if someone would suddenly climb under the trading bridge Come up, then show a pair of bright emerald green eyes, and smile brightly at him.

At this time, Grenouille was still a thin boy who was in need of development, but he remembered very clearly that the girl in the dream was a wanderer in Paris, she lived under the Bridge of Exchange, she was a few years younger than himself, at this time she was still No smell.To find her, he can only rely on his eyes.

So when Baldini was taking a nap, or after going to bed at night, Grenouille would sneak out of the perfume shop and search every inch of Paris in every place.He would distribute the rations he saved to the street children in the Holy Child Cemetery, and use this to make a deal, entrusting them to find a girl named "Adele".

The vagrants were very loyal and helped him find three girls with this name. When the waif was notified for the first time, Grenouille was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep all night. When the sky led him to look, he only glanced at the girl's back from a distance, and Grenouille knew it wasn't her.

The second time, the third time, every time.

He searched all over Paris, but couldn't find her.

Grenouille also tried to find a man named Eric, but he found that there is no People's Opera House in Paris now...

Maybe it's just a dream?Grenouille thought disappointedly and unwillingly.At this time, he often sat on the shore, and the salty sea breeze brushed his thin clothes at night. Grenouille curled up with his legs wrapped around his knees, looking up at the round moon in the sky.He likes the smell of the sea since he was a child, and the memory of the sea in his dream is so clear and vivid that he is convinced that he must have been to so many places.

Grenouille waited patiently for the girl in Paris.He hoped that one day when he hurried across the Exchange Bridge with his head buried, a clear and clear child's voice would stop him and tell him in a firm voice: "The smell of dead cats, glass and rust cannot be extracted by distillation." !"

But Grenouille waited for three years, but never got that voice.

Then go to her.Grenouille thought, he went to Baldini to get the full teacher certificate that should have been given to him a long time ago. Grenouille didn't care about Baldini asking him not to return to Paris. It was not because he knew Baldini About to die from an accident, but because he wasn't interested in making his perfume world famous.

In the dream, he had already done that, and because she was happy about it, so was he.But now Grenouille doesn't think there is anything to be happy about such a thing.

So he has no interest in it.

Out of the city of Paris, he walked aimlessly.Although Grenouille doesn't like people, he will always be the most overlooked one in the crowd.But this time, he no longer avoided any villages. He would go and have a look and sniff wherever there were people. capture.

He remembered her scent at every stage of her development, with unmistakable clarity.

He walked for a year, two years, three years or even longer, and the mountain winds made his skin rough and cracked. The blisters on the soles of his feet burst and regenerated, and the scorching sun made his dry and cracked skin even rougher. Day after day, the beard occupied the chin and the two cheeks, and the clothes were so tattered that they hung like rags on the body that they could not cover the body.

Finding makes time so hard and so long.

Then, one day, Grenouille suddenly felt hopeless. He doubted the existence of this girl, and even more doubted his own existence.

Maybe it used to be a dream, maybe it is a dream now, who can prove the truth or falsehood for Grenouille?He has no relatives, no friends, no lover, he only has himself, the only self that may disappear at any time, so who can tell Grenouille what is existence and what is illusion?

When Grenouille felt desperate, the long-awaited disease quickly took advantage of it, and the long-term malnutrition and hard journey made his body very weak.He fell ill in the bushes by the side of the road, just like that time of anthrax, and no one cared about his life and death.

In the fuzzy state of high fever, he actually seemed to smell a familiar smell, so warm, fresh and intoxicating. He took a big breath greedily, for fear that it would slip away if he didn't pay attention.But the smell dissipated quickly, and dissipated as the carriage went away.

When he woke up again, he found that there was a bulging water bladder, a large piece of roast leg of lamb and a fresh baguette beside him-this was not his food, but someone was feeding him in a coma. Time to put it here.

Grenouille felt confused and confused. He wanted to know whether the smell he smelled in a half-dream and half-awake state really existed. He tried hard to extract the residual breath of the girl from the smell of food, but he found nothing.

Then he suddenly came up with a brilliant idea.

—let the whole world find her for me.

Grenouille decided to visit and write letters to the kings of every country, including the Pope of the Vatican. He would ask them to give an order to find the girl he wanted within the scope of his rule. Get started.

It may be difficult for others to do this, but it is very simple for Grenouille——

All he needed was a small bottle of perfume.

Then go to Grasse - Grenouille thought so.

He remembered the smell of every girl he killed in his dream, and he also knew the order in which to refine them. This was enough, although any town with a large population, except Glass, might have the girls he needed, but Ge Renoye was unwilling to spend any more time and effort on finding raw materials.

Because he just wanted to find Adele.

Grenouille woke up from his sleep and smelled the damp and pungent smell in the air, which is the usual smell of leather factories. The high fever for days made him struggle on the verge of life and death, and the terrible anthrax was accompanied by Every leatherworker, he is just unlucky enough to be infected.

But he was lucky, when the boss and everyone thought he couldn't survive, Grenouille's high fever miraculously subsided, except for leaving a few ugly marks on his body and becoming thinner , he looks all right.

The fat-faced boss let out a sigh of relief. Grenouille is a hardworking skilled worker. The boss is unwilling to pay for his medical treatment, but his illness heals on his own, which means he can save a child labor. For the money, continue to use Grenouille.Moreover, he will not contract this disease again in the future, and he can be enslaved for many years. The boss feels that he has earned it.

The boss who only cares about how much he earns today will not care whether there is any change in the heart and behavior of this young man who escaped from the clutches of anthrax.Because of this, the boss did not expect that on the third day after Grenouille woke up and started working, Baldini, a declining perfumer on the trading bridge, came to his door and wanted to buy Grenouille from him.

In this case, let's pay a high price and kill this perfume merchant, the boss thought so, and did so.Holding a bag full of silver coins, he happily called off work early and went to drink, completely ignoring the calm and indifferent eyes of the young man behind him.

That night, the boss, who was too happy to drink, wobbled, stepped on the ground, and fell into the Seine River. When the body was picked up, it was already swollen and rotten.

However, Grenouille didn't care about such things.He doesn't care about anyone who is not related to him, just as those people never care about him.

"I can write you a thousand perfume molecular formulas in exchange for an apprenticeship certificate." When he skillfully copied the most popular perfume in Paris in Baldini's perfume studio, he told the dumbfounded Bardini Dini made such a condition.

He didn't care how many treacherous calculations flashed in Baldini's eyes.

He just wants to be freed from the strict control of the leather factory, he doesn't need to learn how to make perfume from Baldini - when he wakes up in that cramped and dirty little bed, the shadow of anthrax is far away from him, His mind gradually became extremely lucid, as if he had a long and incomparably beautiful dream, and the memories of the dream were clearly retained in his mind and became a part of his own memory.

There was a past, a present, and a future in this dream, but those futures were so bright that they seemed all the more unreal.

In his dreams, he learned all the methods of preserving smells and making perfumes, including the scent of the human body-when he woke up, he knew that he had completely mastered the secret of smells.He is the only person in this world who understands this way. As long as he wants, he can conquer thousands of people with a drop of perfume like Glass in his dream.

But Grenouille didn't want this, he just wanted to ask Baldini for a full teacher certificate.

Because of this certificate, he is free to go anywhere and find the girl in his dream.

In the dream, the warm and bright future in the dream all started when he knew that girl.

Grenouille wanted very much to find her.

When he wrote the perfume molecular formula for Baldini and made the perfume himself, he would move a chair and stand at the high window, stand on tiptoe to watch the people coming and going outside the house, and see if someone would suddenly climb under the trading bridge Come up, then show a pair of bright emerald green eyes, and smile brightly at him.

At this time, Grenouille was still a thin boy who was in need of development, but he remembered very clearly that the girl in the dream was a wanderer in Paris, she lived under the Bridge of Exchange, she was a few years younger than himself, at this time she was still No smell.To find her, he can only rely on his eyes.

So when Baldini was taking a nap, or after going to bed at night, Grenouille would sneak out of the perfume shop and search every inch of Paris in every place.He would distribute the rations he saved to the street children in the Holy Child Cemetery, and use this to make a deal, entrusting them to find a girl named "Adele".

The vagrants were very loyal and helped him find three girls with this name. When the waif was notified for the first time, Grenouille was so excited that he couldn't fall asleep all night. When the sky led him to look, he only glanced at the girl's back from a distance, and Grenouille knew it wasn't her.

The second time, the third time, every time.

He searched all over Paris, but couldn't find her.

Grenouille also tried to find a man named Eric, but he found that there is no People's Opera House in Paris now...

Maybe it's just a dream?Grenouille thought disappointedly and unwillingly.At this time, he often sat on the shore, and the salty sea breeze brushed his thin clothes at night. Grenouille curled up with his legs wrapped around his knees, looking up at the round moon in the sky.He likes the smell of the sea since he was a child, and the memory of the sea in his dream is so clear and vivid that he is convinced that he must have been to so many places.

Grenouille waited patiently for the girl in Paris.He hoped that one day when he hurried across the Exchange Bridge with his head buried, a clear and clear child's voice would stop him and tell him in a firm voice: "The smell of dead cats, glass and rust cannot be extracted by distillation." !"

But Grenouille waited for three years, but never got that voice.

Then go to her.Grenouille thought, he went to Baldini to get the full teacher certificate that should have been given to him a long time ago. Grenouille didn't care about Baldini asking him not to return to Paris. It was not because he knew Baldini About to die from an accident, but because he wasn't interested in making his perfume world famous.

In the dream, he had already done that, and because she was happy about it, so was he.But now Grenouille doesn't think there is anything to be happy about such a thing.

So he has no interest in it.

Out of the city of Paris, he walked aimlessly.Although Grenouille doesn't like people, he will always be the most overlooked one in the crowd.But this time, he no longer avoided any villages. He would go and have a look and sniff wherever there were people. capture.

He remembered her scent at every stage of her development, with unmistakable clarity.

He walked for a year, two years, three years or even longer, and the mountain winds made his skin rough and cracked. The blisters on the soles of his feet burst and regenerated, and the scorching sun made his dry and cracked skin even rougher. Day after day, the beard occupied the chin and the two cheeks, and the clothes were so tattered that they hung like rags on the body that they could not cover the body.

Finding makes time so hard and so long.

Then, one day, Grenouille suddenly felt hopeless. He doubted the existence of this girl, and even more doubted his own existence.

Maybe it used to be a dream, maybe it is a dream now, who can prove the truth or falsehood for Grenouille?He has no relatives, no friends, no lover, he only has himself, the only self that may disappear at any time, so who can tell Grenouille what is existence and what is illusion?

When Grenouille felt desperate, the long-awaited disease quickly took advantage of it, and the long-term malnutrition and hard journey made his body very weak.He fell ill in the bushes by the side of the road, just like that time of anthrax, and no one cared about his life and death.

In the fuzzy state of high fever, he actually seemed to smell a familiar smell, so warm, fresh and intoxicating. He took a big breath greedily, for fear that it would slip away if he didn't pay attention.But the smell dissipated quickly, and dissipated as the carriage went away.

When he woke up again, he found that there was a bulging water bladder, a large piece of roast leg of lamb and a fresh baguette beside him-this was not his food, but someone was feeding him in a coma. Time to put it here.

Grenouille felt confused and confused. He wanted to know whether the smell he smelled in a half-dream and half-awake state really existed. He tried hard to extract the residual breath of the girl from the smell of food, but he found nothing.

Then he suddenly came up with a brilliant idea.

—let the whole world find her for me.

Grenouille decided to visit and write letters to the kings of every country, including the Pope of the Vatican. He would ask them to give an order to find the girl he wanted within the scope of his rule. Get started.

It may be difficult for others to do this, but it is very simple for Grenouille——

All he needed was a small bottle of perfume.

Then go to Grasse - Grenouille thought so.

He remembered the smell of every girl he killed in his dream, and he also knew the order in which to refine them. This was enough, although any town with a large population, except Glass, might have the girls he needed, but Ge Renoye was unwilling to spend any more time and effort on finding raw materials.

Because he just wanted to find Adele.