Si Shao’s Sweet Wife, She is Doted On

Chapter 295 Fighting Incense

  Sanli Alley in the Imperial Capital at night is famous for its liveliness and bustling. Most of the people here are all kinds of people. Of course, it is also filled with all kinds of people.

But not many people know that about one kilometer away from Sanli Alley, there is a secluded small street with some bars in it, but it is not a lively bar, but other niche groups.

Here, you can find small shops that are unique to your own interests and hobbies, and you may also find some like-minded people.

However, because it is a relatively small crowd and the environment is relatively quiet, there are not many people. Only a few signboard lights are on, indicating that it is still open for business.

 A slender figure came to the door of a store and looked up at the sign on the left: Dark Night Fragrance, this is it!

She had learned about this Dark Night Fragrance before she came. Others may not be familiar with this store, but in the circle of perfumers, it is an interesting place because it brings together all kinds of people who love perfume, or are interested in spices. People doing research, it’s just that this place is only open at night.

Furthermore, I heard that there are some unique and exclusive spices here that are not sold outside. The boss is also quite willful and will sell it or not. Depending on his mood, even a top perfumer may not give him face.

 She didn't find out who the boss was, but it was worth it to come and see this mysterious place.

As soon as I stepped through the door, a faint fragrance floated into my nose. It was very light and very light, and the taste was very pure. It was like Yutan blooming alone in the dark night. Unknowingly, it was beautiful all by itself.

The light in the store is not very bright, and classical-style music is slowly flowing. There are several seats scattered inside, and people are already gathering in a small area, chatting in low voices. The overall environment and atmosphere are good. only-

  I don’t see the characteristics that are unique to perfume lovers.

 “Is this your first time here, girl?” A waiter came forward to greet her. He was wearing a simple gown and looked a bit like a waiter in an ancient shop.

"Hmm." Su Yun responded lightly, thinking that they would probably look at their faces to see if they were familiar customers.

 “Want something to drink?”

Su Yun looked around and said casually, "Orange juice."

She had promised Si Yao not to drink casually. This kind of clear drink would be enough to drink some juice.

“Sorry, no.” Unexpectedly, the other party answered her like this.

Su Yun was stunned for a moment, then looked at him, "What about mango juice? Coconut juice? Milk?"

After seeing him shaking his head, he couldn't help but be curious, "Then what do you have here?"

 “There is water.” The waiter replied with a slight smile.

 “Only water?”

"Pure water, mineral water, boiled water, hot water, ice water, room temperature water..." I said several words in succession, and they were all water. Su Yun was convinced!

 This is the first time I know that there are so many categories for water alone. I couldn’t help but laugh, “Is there any difference?”

“Of course, although they are all water, the ingredients, impurities and purity are different. Even if they are both water, the taste is different.”

“…” Let alone saying it, it sounds like a myth, but if you think about it carefully, it seems to actually make some sense.

Su Yun laughed and said, "Then give me a drink."

 She also tasted it to see what the difference was.

"Okay!" she agreed quickly, the waiter turned around, and she found a seat near the bar to sit down.

 The whole store was quite quiet, so a noise in the corner was quite noticeable.

 "If you lose, you lose! You will definitely lose this time!"

 “Don’t say it too early, it’s not necessarily the case!”

“We have already tasted Lao Liu’s. I don’t believe that yours is better than his…”

Su Yun looked over subconsciously, and the waiter from before brought a few glasses of water and placed them one by one in front of her. She asked, "What are they doing?"

If it were in an ordinary bar, it might be a drinking contest, but here, it doesn’t sound like it.

Glancing in the direction she was talking about, the waiter smiled and said, "It's your first time here and you may not know much about it, but you must be a perfumer too. How come you don't know about Douxiang?"

 “Douxiang?” When Su Yun heard this term, her first reaction was, “Isn’t that a special kind of Buddhist incense?”

"You're talking about the name of the spices, I'm talking about a way to play it, it's different!" He waved his hand. There were probably no customers at the moment. He took a rag and wiped the bar table, chatting while wiping it.

 “Oh? Just for fun?”

Seeing that she didn't understand at all, the waiter became interested and patiently explained to her, "It's just that some guests will make an appointment to gather here, and those who have made an appointment to fight will prepare themselves to participate in the fight during this period. The spices are then notarized by several notaries to see whose spices are the most special, most distinctive, as well as long-lasting and fragrant... Wait, there is a lot of knowledge involved. "

　　Waving his hand, she might not understand what he meant, "Anyway, it's just a small competition, hey, let's have fun!"

“In other professions, there are cockfights and cricket fights, as well as wine and poetry fights. Here, we fight for incense.”

 After saying this, he saw someone coming again, so he went out to greet the guests.

 Although he only introduced a few sentences, it also greatly aroused Su Yun's interest.

 Douxiang? She had never heard of it in Sioux City before, nor had she seen it abroad.

 There are competitions and other large and small events, but this is the first time I have seen such a private event purely for fun.

　　While sipping the cups of different "waters" unhurriedly, she never moved her eyes away from the table. She was very curious about what the spices they brought with them were.

You must know that even as a top perfumer, it is impossible to guarantee that you are familiar with all spices.

The world is so big, and the natural resources are so abundant. However, the levels of fragrance are ever-changing, and there are countless types of spices. It is this endless exploration that brings her great pleasure.

 And often many unseen special spices are discovered in some inadvertent places.

For example, she planned to refine and layer the original fragrance of the wood she got from Yun Chuyao to make a new type of essential oil. However, because the material was relatively rare, and Yun Chuyao said that there was only so much, and then There was no more, so she didn't take action for a long time, cherishing the treasure.

“Just say that you have lost and still don’t admit it. What are you bringing? It has no taste at all.”

“That’s why I didn’t smell anything. I thought there was something wrong with my nose.”

“Admit defeat, admit defeat, but it’s too embarrassing for you to lose this time!”

I heard those people saying in unison.

Su Yun turned her head and saw that the person who was being squeezed was a girl. She probably couldn't bear the shame of being squeezed, and her fair face turned red, "You guys don't understand at all!"

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Digression: The game project "Fragrance Fighting" was compiled by the author himself, so don't go into details. Also, if the heroine wasn’t imprisoned, why would she be here? Take a guess.

 (End of this chapter)