Chen Wanrong held Zheng Qing's soft horn, warm and soft, as if nothing was left. The former generous Zheng Qing disappeared completely, as if she was letting Chen Wanrong's advice as if she was allowed to follow Chen Wanrong's advice.

Qing'e poked her head out of the room, looked at the figures of the two, shook her head, gently closed the door, burst out laughing, muttering, "What's wrong with Miss? None of the children of so many wealthy families look at him, but they just like him! What's the good thing about him?" She tilted her head and couldn't figure it out.

Chen Wanrong didn't know where Taoyuan was. When he arrived at the fork in the road, he was not advising. Zheng Qing gently pulled it and walked forward quickly. Chen Wanrong held her hand and walked with her shoulders.

The fragrance of flowers wafted over, and Chen Wanrong sucked it hard, and the fragrance of peach blossoms was praised. Zheng Qing whispered: "Brother Chen, this is Taoyuan. When I am fine, I will all kinds of flowers and spend my time."

Apart from her parents for many years, there is no other close friend beside her except Qing'e who can speak. Zheng Qingmingli is actually very pitiful. Chen Wanrong smiled and said, "You have taken care of Taoyuan well, so you have such a scent of flowers."

Zheng Qing chuckled and said, "Brother Chen loves to praise people. I'm fine. There are hundreds of peach trees in the garden, and there are still some flowers. There will be no peach blossoms in a few days. When the peaches are ripe, I will invite Brother Chen to taste the fresh peaches." It is late March, and April is coming soon, and the peach blossom season is about to pass.

"I must come!" Chen Wanrong blurted out without thinking and made a joke: "Just don't give me arbitrary peaches."

Zheng Qingge laughed out loud, and took off Chen Wanrong's palm with his left hand, and he couldn't help but cover his mouth, laughing so hard that he leaned back and forth: "Brother Chen, you just love to joke and make people happy. Then I will give you the worst peach!"

She was in a good mood, and she also joked. Chen Wanrong rubbed her hands and said with a smile: "Are you that bad? Then I'm going to hit me." He raised his right hand and tried to hit me.

"I think beautifully!" Zheng Qing smiled and stepped out her lotus feet lightly, happily like a butterfly, moving forward: "Brother Chen, where is the pavilion."

Chen Wanrong hurriedly followed. The two of them came to the pavilion and saw a lantern hanging in the pavilion. Under the dim light, Zheng Qing stood up pretty on the spot, as graceful as a fairy. The evening breeze blows by and his clothes float, just like the god of Luo River.

There are many peach blossoms around the pavilion, and the pink peach blossoms add a little more beauty under the light. They are so beautiful that they are so beautiful.

"Brother Chen, please come in!" Zheng Qing invited him sideways.

Chen Wanrong responded and followed into the pavilion. The pavilion was not big, so he could only sit seven or eight people, with a stone table in the middle, with a food box on the table, a pot of wine, two wine glasses, and two pairs of bamboo chopsticks. It was placed by Qing'e, and it seemed that Chen Wanrong and Zheng Qingtingzhong had to drink together.

Zheng Qing opened the food box and put out the dishes in the food box. Chen Wanrong helped to put the wine glass. Chen Wanrong used a meal in Zheng Mansion once, and Zheng Qing's ability to cook dishes was unspeakable and she could be called a chef. But today's dishes are different. There are not many dishes, only three plates, but they have a fragrant fragrance of flowers. Chen Wanrong's nose twitched and smelled it: "This is peach blossom, this is peony flower, this is jasmine."

"Brother Chen, you really have it. You can smell it as soon as you smell it." Zheng Qing was very happy, stretched out her jade-like hand and grabbed the wine pot to pour wine.

Chen Wanrong looked at the peach blossom meat and asked, "Qing, I smelled the peach blossoms and elbows that I ate last time, how did you do it? Or soak it in peach blossom juice?"

Zheng Qing was particularly happy: "Thank you, Brother Chen, still remember. This time I did not soak it with peach blossom juice, but with flowers to smoke it."

"How to fuck?" Chen Wanrong was curious and asked hurriedly.

Seeing Chen Wanrong's impatient appearance, Zheng Qing was particularly helpful and explained with a smile: "Pick a piece of fine meat, cut it into strips, hang it up, and then sprinkle peach blossoms around. In a few days, the meat will have the fragrance of peach blossoms, which is particularly fragrant."

Chen Wanrong's eyes widened, and he was surprised, his voice raised a lot. He grabbed Zheng Qing's hand and asked, "Have you really done this?"

Zheng Qing thought Chen Wanrong had bad intentions, so she was shocked and quickly pulled her hands, but she was too tight to pull out. Seeing that Chen Wanrong's eyes were clear and without any bad intentions, she realized the misunderstanding and said in surprise: "Yes, Brother Chen, what's wrong with this?"

"Do you know this is a great innovation?" Chen Wanrong's tone was raised, almost yelling.

Zheng Qing was shocked: "Chuangjing? Brother Chen, what innovation is it?"

Chen Wanrong patted his forehead to calm his noisy mind, and then explained: "The meat can absorb the fragrance of flowers, which is true. Like you, put the meat in the middle and sprinkle flowers around, and the fragrance of flowers will be soaked into the meat. When the fragrance of flowers is gone, and the fresh flowers will be replaced, the fragrance of the meat will become stronger and stronger."

Zheng Qing clenched her high-high lightly, and her eyes widened: "Brother Chen, do you know this method too? I wanted to treat you to a meal, so I made this little."

I haven't seen anyone for a few days, and it turns out that I was doing this. This friendship touched Chen Wanrong very much. However, Chen Wanrong is not in the mood to thank her now, but then explains: "Until the meat no longer absorbs the fragrance of flowers, I take it off and put it in the wine to soak it. In a few days, the fragrance of flowers will be transferred to the wine. After the wine is processed, you can make perfume."

This is the oldest way to prepare perfume. Although Zheng Qing has no idea of ​​making perfume, she can find that meat can absorb the fragrance of flowers. This is only one step away from making perfume. Chen Wanrong can't be surprised when he smells it.

I just wanted to make a few good dishes and invite Chen Wanrong to a meal. Unexpectedly, there was such a wonderful thing. Zheng Qing was stunned for a while, and then asked awkwardly: "Brother Chen, what is perfume? Is it very fragrant? It smells like flowers, it should be very fragrant!"

Perfume does not need explanation for modern people, but for Tang people, it cannot be explained. Chen Wanrong pondered for a moment and explained to her: "Qing, do you know spices? Spices can make people fragrant, but the use of spices is too troublesome. Perfumes are the same, and it is very convenient to use, just like water. You only need to apply a little on your body, and the fragrance will not dissipate for a few days."

Although Zheng Qing doesn't like to wear heavy makeup, it is the nature of a girl. When she heard this, her eyes lit up and stared at Chen Wanrong and asked, "Brother Chen, according to what you said, can this perfume make women more fragrant?" Her eyes were full of expectation, and she was looking forward to Chen Wanrong's affirmation.

"Yes!" Chen Wanrong really wanted to say that if you had perfume, it would be even more pity, and he was afraid that she would not be able to bear it for her face, so he only said two words.

Although it only had two words, Zheng Qing was extremely happy. He grabbed Chen Wanrong's hand and asked, "Brother Chen, can you do it?"

"I know how to make it, but I haven't done it." Chen Wanrong has read historical information about perfume and has some knowledge of making perfume, but he has never done it.

Zheng Qing said with great anticipation: "Brother Chen, can you do something to let others see it?"

Chen Wanrong seemed to see a long list of stars in her eyes. She didn't necessarily use it for makeup, but was more curious. How many women wouldn't be moved by such a wonderful thing? Chen Wanrong could not bear to refuse, and smiled and said, "You can try it."

"Brother Chen, thank you! Brother Chen, if you want flowers, I still have some here." Zheng Qing smiled and was overjoyed, and supported the beautiful Xiangyi with her right hand: "I have planted some flowers, roses, peony, peach blossoms, and jasmine."

Chen Wanrong couldn't help but star in his eyes. He needed to make perfume. He had a wine shop at his hand, and there was a flower bed here in Zheng Qing. The ingredients were all in one go. If he couldn't make perfume, it would be unreasonable!

I felt soft-hearted and then I put down the winery. I didn't expect it to be of such use. Maybe it was God's will. God asked me to launch perfume in the Tang Dynasty! Chen Wanrong was so excited that he wanted to do it now.

Needless to say, the market prospects of perfume in the Tang Dynasty, as long as it is not a brainless person, it is certain that once perfume is released, it will cause a sensation, even greater than the sensation caused by soap.

Chen Wanrong clenched his fist with his right hand, raised his voice and said with a rousing voice: "Okay!"

With just one word, but with unshakable confidence, Zheng Qing picked up the wine glass: "Brother Chen, I wish you success! Do it!"

"Damn!" Chen Wanrong was extremely excited, picked up the wine glass, and the two of them touched it lightly, and drank it all in one go.

Chen Wanrong grabbed the wine pot and sifted the wine. Zheng Qing smiled and said, "Brother Chen, this meat is smoked in the same way, but the flowers are different. Try it."

"Okay!" Chen Wanrong picked up a piece of meat, which was as thin as paper, but it was not broken. This knife skill was so great. Chen Wanrong secretly praised in his heart and put it into his mouth. With a bite, it was soft and comfortable, with the tempting smell of meat and the impact of greedy peach noise. He had never tasted it in his life. He blurted out: "It's delicious, delicious, so delicious! You haven't eaten dinner yet, you can eat it too!"

Modern cooking techniques are good, and what is even more rare is that there are more seasonings than the Tang Dynasty. Chen Wanrong has eaten many modern delicacies, but he does not have such exquisite thoughts. Chen Wanrong really dares not think about using flowers to bacon. This admiration is heartfelt and sincere. It is not that modern people do not use flowers to bacon, but Chen Wanrong has not met it.

Looking at Chen Wanrong's sincere admiration, Zheng Qing's eyes were full of smiles. She picked up a piece of meat and put it into her mouth and chewed it slowly. She was already very beautiful, and although it was a very ordinary chewing action, she looked strangely beautiful in Chen Wanrong's eyes.

Chen Wanrong picked up another plate of peony fragrant meat and put it into his mouth. The fragrance of peony flowers in his mouth seemed to be walking in a peony garden, which was so beautiful.

Zheng Qing's thoughts and skills in cooking are all first-class. The three plates of fragrant meat are extraordinary regardless of the heat, fragrance and knife skills. Although Chen Wanrong had eaten dinner, his index finger was still very thrust, and he had a good time.

Zheng Qing didn't eat much and didn't eat much. She gave Chen Wanrong all the rest to eat. Looking at the glittering plate, Chen Wanrong patted her stomach and burped her, and was extremely satisfied, as if she had been walking around in the fairyland, and smiled and said, "This is the delicacy!"

Seeing Chen Wanrong's full look in his eyes, Zheng Qing smiled very happily: "Brother Chen loves to eat, so he often comes in the future!"

Now the distance between the two has been much closer, not because of a meal, but because of the affection in the meal. Chen Wanrong loves to listen to this and jokes: "Don't you think I have a big stomach? I've had a second meal and I'm still so edible."

Zheng Qing twisted Chen Wanrong's right hand gently on his arm and smiled and said, "You are the one who loves to talk nonsense!"

She was really happy, but Chen Wanrong said seriously: "I'm serious, I'm a big-bellied man, can you afford it?"

This is actually a joke. Zheng Qing smiled unabashedly, leaning forward, closer to Chen Wanrong, looking at Chen Wanrong's eyes: "Brother Chen, do you know, they are so happy, they haven't been so happy for a long time."

When it comes to drinking and singing, how much life is, can you have a great beauty like Zheng Qing, who is kind and kind, what else can you not satisfy in life? Chen Wanrong really wants to say, "If you don't dislike me, I will accompany you." He is afraid of abrupt beauty, so he has to hold it back.

Looking at Chen Wanrong, Zheng Qing was extremely shy and couldn't help but lower her head, tweak her hands together. Under the dim light, she saw that her fingers had been twisted into a blue color.

Chen Wanrong didn't want to embarrass her, so he suggested: "You have planted a lot of flowers here. I'll go and see, can I?"

Zheng Qing raised her head and said, "As long as Brother Chen doesn't dislike him, I will never let him down. Brother Chen, please!"

Chen Wanrong asked, and the two walked together, walking in the flower path. Before they even left the Taoyuan, they smelled the rich jasmine fragrance: "Great jasmine flowers!"

Zheng Qing explained to Chen Wanrong: "Brother Chen, the jasmine flowers are gifted with fairy posture, jade bones and ice skin, light and elegant, which makes people love them from the bottom of their hearts. However, jasmine flowers are not produced in Middle Earth, but are native to Persia and are introduced into Middle Earth through the Western Regions."

There are many songs about jasmine in China, but jasmine is not produced in Middle Earth. There is debate about where jasmine originated in China. One is believed to be from the Western Regions, and the other is from India. Wang Meixi of the Song Dynasty poem "Jasmine is famous as a good flower, and it is also from the Buddha's Kingdom to China." The Buddha's Kingdom refers to India, which was called Tianzhu in the Tang Dynasty.

The Tang Dynasty also included India into the Western Regions, so Zheng Qing said this.

Chen Wanrong loved jasmine flowers, but he didn't know that jasmine flowers had such a relationship, and smiled and said, "So that's the case. If I hadn't heard of you, I would have thought it was produced in Middle Earth."

This is the truth. Zheng Qing thought Chen Wanrong said good things to make her happy, and laughed: "Brother Chen, you just like to praise others."

Just as I was talking, I came to the jasmine flower garden. The flowering period of jasmine flowers is from November to March. Although the season is not the time when jasmine flowers bloom, there are still many blooming flowers. If it is during the day, it will be a feast for you.

But it was night and it was not clear that Chen Wanrong could only take a quick look. The two of them walked around the jasmine flower bed and came to the peony flower bed. Zheng Qing planted a lot of flowers and occupied a large area. They walked around for a long time before they visited them all.

No wonder Zheng Qing doesn’t have much time, this flower garden alone is enough for her tossing.

It was already very late, and Chen Wanrong wanted to go back early, but Zheng Qing was still indifferent. She came to a stone and took out a handkerchief and wiped the dust on it. This should be done by a man, so she had a gentlemanly demeanor and was favored by the beauty. Chen Wanrong did such things a lot in another time and space. She hurriedly stopped her, squatted down, blew a few breaths, and wiped it with her hands a few times: "Please sit down!" If there were tissues, put them on them, it would be perfect.

Zheng Qing is a polite person. Logically, she should have stopped Chen Wanrong from doing such a thing, but she didn't stop him. She looked at Chen Wanrong with a smile and let Chen Wanrong go to trouble. She sat down and wiped the stone with a handkerchief: "Brother Chen, sit down!"

Chen Wanrong sat beside her, Zheng Qing held her chin with her left hand, looking at the stars in the sky, as if recalling the past: "Brother Chen, the stars in the sky are so beautiful! I remember when I was a child, when I saw the stars in the sky, I cried and asked. My mother always hit me, saying that I was disobedient, and always thinking about fantastic things. But my father protected me and said that he helped me pick the stars."

Chen Wanrong also had this kind of childlike fun, and felt close to him, and smiled and said, "Your father is such a good father!"

"Where, he always lied to me!" Zheng Qing disagreed with Chen Wanrong's comments and smiled: "Dad said that if you want to have the stars in the sky, you have to make a wish. As long as you are sincere, the stars will fall into your hands in one day. So, I always make a wish, one day, hoping that the stars will fall. Until one day, I finally figured it out that it was my father who was liing to me."

Zheng Jianqiu actually had this trick. Chen Wanrong didn't expect it and smiled and said, "He is also for your own good, otherwise you would pester Xingxing every day and wouldn't you annoy him to death."

Zheng Qingge laughed and said, "I thought so at the beginning, but it wasn't the case. At that time, our family was in a bad state and could only live in a Ku Kiln. My father was busy doing business. When he went out, he said he would not go home for ten days and half a month. When he got home, he was so tired that he wanted to have a good rest, but I pestered him for the stars. He was upset and used this method to deceive me."

It is very hard for a man to support his family, and Zheng Jianqiu has no choice but to do anything. No wonder he apologizes to Zheng Qing. People are always unsatisfied and have no choice.
Chapter completed!