Mu Jing had already opened the curtain first and said with a smile, "Old Huo, look quickly, whom I brought with me..."

As soon as the bamboo curtain was opened, the precious and cold fragrance became stronger.

Yun Qing blinked her eyes and walked in.

In the antique room, an old man in Tang suit sat with a majestic face. When he saw Yun Qing walking in, his eyes lit up.

Mu Jing held Yun Qing's hand and smiled and introduced to her, "This is the oldest senior in our perfume industry. I am a generation shorter than him. Come on, little girl is about to call people..."

Yun Qing met the old man's well-versed eyes. After a moment of silence, he suddenly bent slightly, "Grandpa Huo."

This shout made the two old men present stunned.

After a few seconds of silence, Mu Jing didn't know what he thought of and sighed slightly.

Mr. Huo looked at the young girl in front of him and remembered Yun Miao who died early, and was so smart.

It’s a pity... wisdom will hurt you.

Yun Miao's tragedy will never appear on Yun Qing again.

"Young people occasionally have to be a little confused," Mr. Huo looked at Yun Qing and said earnestly, "It may not be a good thing to be too smart."

Yun Qing smiled slightly, "Grandpa Huo is too worried. My gift is to fulfill my filial piety to you on behalf of my mother, that's all."

Mrs. Yunmiao left so many fragrant recipes. According to Mrs. Feng Xi, Mrs. Yunmiao's fragrant hands even shocked the entire Jinghua back then.

Then it is not surprising that she has a connection with people in the perfume industry.

The sudden abnormal behavior of those people from the Perfume Association can also be explained clearly.

Mr. Huo looked at the vivid and beautiful Yun Qing, and his old face seemed to be moved. "Little girl, I'll give you a piece of advice. In this life, don't go to the capital."

Yun Qing tilted her head, seemed to think for a moment, and then smiled and said, "No."

Her only connection with the capital was Beiming Yexuan and Yun Rao.

She and Bei Ming Yexuan had an agreement on marriage. When she settled everything in Yuncheng, the marriage naturally had no meaning, let alone anything to do with the Bei Ming family in Beijing.

As for Yun Rao...

She is a strong girl, and she will avenge her own grudges, and she doesn't need to worry too much.

She just needs to carry Yun Qing and her own life, which is enough.

Mr. Huo probably saw his firm attitude, and a rare smile appeared on his serious face, "The little girl has a good technique of making perfume. How old did she start learning it?"

Yun Qing, "Half a month ago."

Mr. Huo, “???”

Mu Jing, “???”

They probably got older and heard it wrong.

Mr. Huo rubbed his ears and asked again, "Tell me again, how old have you started to learn to make perfume?"

Yun Qing blinked her eyes and said seriously, "Half a month ago."

Mr. Huo, “…”

Mu Jing, “...half a month ago?”

Yun Qing nodded, "If it was a perfume technique, it was indeed half a month ago."

After thinking about it, I added another sentence, "The Xiang Fang realized it half a month ago with the help of her boyfriend."

Therefore, the future key to the perfume industry should not be expected to fall on her, a person who became a monk halfway through but had a very unscientific attitude.
Chapter completed!