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Chapter 136 Life is impermanent

After Zi Lan finished writing it, she handed it to the waiter and gave it to him. The incense master finally announced that he had guessed it in the second room and won the prize.

A box of incense products and a set of molds for printing and engraving, which are specially used to engrave patterns for the made incense cakes and are used for identification.

Shuhui and Xuan'er both praised Zi Lan and widened their eyes in surprise, "Sister, you are so awesome. You can guess it just by relying on your nose. It's so awesome."

Zhao Xuan'er looked at her with admiration.

It made Zilan laugh happily, "Actually it's nothing. Maybe it's because I like this. No matter how hard I study, I don't feel tired. I feel happier the more I study."

The waiter brought her prize, and Zilan pushed the box to Zhao Xuan'er, "Sister Xuan'er, I will lend flowers to offer Buddha, so I will give it to you. This is Buddha incense, and it is appropriate to burn incense to your mother."

Xuan'er was very surprised. She glanced at Shuhui and waved her hand, "I have more things than you. I have a whole set of things, I have several incense burners alone. I will go back to give you one. Let's go home and let's play together."

Xuan'er then smiled and nodded, "Okay, then I'll accept it, thank you sister. I'm so happy today."

“There is now starting again.”

Brother Qi reminded them that the second style of fighting spirit is beginning.

The incense master ignited the second incense product, and the fragrance slowly spread out. It was a strong fragrance of osmanthus. The guests all laughed. Is this obviously the fragrance of osmanthus?

However, even the fragrance of osmanthus is still several recipes, which are not so easy to guess.

Zhao Xuan'er smiled happily and said, "I know this, it is the fragrance of osmanthus, but it seems that there are many formulas for the fragrance of flowers."

Brother Lin smiled and nodded, "Is it not bad? The fragrance of flowers is actually the hardest to guess, because each fragrance has many recipes. The more expert you are, the more you are, the more you are. The fragrance of flowers is the best, but the hardest to distinguish."

Zhao Xuan'er nodded suddenly, "It's actually the most familiar one, right?"

"Yes, being able to do the simplest to the extreme is also a reflection of ability."

Brother Qi smiled and nodded.

Zilan has already started writing the recipe. This one is not complicated. Choose the open osmanthus flowers to pound and remove the juice.

Mash the holly seeds and extract the juice, store the residue, mix it with the osmanthus to form a agent, and dry it in the wind.

When burning incense, use jade pieces to line it, which looks like the fragrance of osmanthus and is extremely distant and charming.

"Do you want to send it?"

Zhao Xuan'er glanced and asked.

"I won't give it anymore. This is a simple one for other customers to make fun of. I'll just guess one."

Zilan doesn't steal other people's fun, nor does she show off. It's enough to guess the skills in private.

Someone had guessed it while talking. The incense master revealed the secret and the result was exactly the same. Many people thought it was very complicated, but not all incense products were complicated and difficult to make.

When everyone heard this simple, they were a little regretful, with extremely wonderful expressions and shouted that it was a pity and fun.

The atmosphere was extremely lively at this time. Zhao Xuan'er looked back at Zi Lan, without any loss or pride at all. Instead, she was very excited. She really liked Xiangdao and didn't like the things like being in the limelight.

Zhao Xuan'er tilted her head and thought about something, remembering what Master said. We have reflected on ourselves since we were at that time, and it seems that it makes sense.

"My sister guessed it again, that customer got this osmanthus fragrance."

Zhao Xuan'er stretched her head and looked downstairs, and said with a giggle.

"Sister likes it, if I like it, I'll give it to you."

Zilan thought she liked this fragrance.

Zhao Xuaner shook her head, "The fragrance of osmanthus is so fragrant, I don't like it very much."

"Too."

The third fragrance began, Zhao Xuan'er pushed Zi Lan, "Hurry up, it's starting."

Zi Lan sniffed it carefully and immediately smiled and wrote it calmly.

This one has the aroma of osmanthus.

At the beginning of the fifth day, I used bamboo chopsticks to pick the rock osmanthus that had not yet bloomed, regardless of the number.

Now put a little sandalwood in the bottom of the bottle, then put the petals into the bottle, fill the flowers, and sprinkle the camphor on the flowers.

Cover the yarn at the mouth of the bottle, place it in an empty house, collect night dew four or five times a day, stir with a small amount of raw and cooked honey, pour it into the bottle, then seal it with wax paper and then take it out and incinerate it.

This incense is not complicated, the main problem is the night dew collected.

Xiang Zilan also guessed the third one, and Zhao Xuan'er and Shuhui applauded her, "Sister, you are so awesome."

Zi Lan blushed embarrassedly, "Actually, this is not difficult for someone to know. I like Xiangdao, and I am willing to study it, but I don't feel tired. Instead, I feel very happy. But I feel extremely annoyed when I embroider."

Zhao Xuan'er felt the same way when she heard this and couldn't help laughing, "I feel the same way. When I embroidered the flowers, I feel very peaceful and comfortable. The flowers and grass were swaying in front of me, which was very easy. It turns out that this is fun."

"No, the Master praised her several times, saying that her embroidery is very spiritual,"

Shuhui also pouted jealously. Everyone has specialties, but she seems to have no outstanding talents, so she feels so embarrassed.

Zi Lan saw the loss on Shuhui's face and sighed as if she was a pity, "Actually, these things are minor things after all. I am a vulgar. I study incense so hard, one is to please my body and mind, and the other is also because I am prevalent incense, which can be used to make money.

I always feel that women don’t have any other talents, but they must learn to manage family affairs and learn to make money. Only by making money can they shock the servants and intimidate the servants can they be invincible.

Women are born weak and have many difficulties. If they marry someone, they will have a hard life. My Song family has an aunt who is seriously ill before marriage, but she married someone back by cheating. However, she died in less than two months and gave my aunt a reputation as a husband.

Although my Song family later found justice for her and brought her back, her reputation was ultimately affected and she could not remarry. A poor woman like a flower could only be a widow.

But what I admire is that my aunt did not complain about herself, but instead showed all her abilities, relying on her parents' family to do business, and also helped the elderly and weak in the clan to teach us girls some talents and the abilities of managers.

Although he is over forty years old, he has no worries about food and clothing. He lives alone in a villa with a large number of slaves and his business is booming. Because of his long-term support for the tribe, he is also cheerful and cheerful.

Five years ago, the clan was the leader and adopted a child under four years old. Her surname was Song. Her name was also included in the Song family genealogy in another way. In the future, she would enter the family cemetery and be worshipped by her son.

Grandmas often use her deeds to educate us. Even a family like ours cannot guarantee that every child will be happy and healthy.

If we are strong, brave and good at strategy and have the ability to make a living, we can make ourselves live well at any time and make misfortune happy.

My aunt's son is very filial and has worked hard to study and has passed the childish life. Every year, my aunt takes him to worship his biological parents and is careful everywhere. My cousin is very grateful."

This is a real story of the Song family, not made up by Zilan. The Song family also has widows and unfortunate women, but whether they can live well depends on themselves.
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