This was the first time Shen Qingci had been here in half a month. In the past half month, she had almost been recuperating and gradually recovered, but she had never left the village. Until then, she was standing at the door of the mountain hut. The wind poured into her sleeves from time to time, and then blew her clothes flying. The wind here seemed much colder than when she left.

However, she just stood at the door like this, not smiling even before she moved.

Because all this seems to be a little... strange.

Or is it that if she is half a month away, even the room in front of her will become unfamiliar?

She stretched out her hand and gently pushed open the door. The door opened with a creaking sound. She stood at the door, looking around at everything in front of her, and she had never been stranger in the future. This is also a stranger that should not appear.

She walked forward, then walked to the room where he had been living, and then opened the door. There was a scent of new wood inside, but she couldn't smell the benzoin she had lit here. It seemed that everything had not changed here, just like the white bamboo and white plum left, and even the teacup on the table was in place.

She picked up a cup and gently touched her red lips with the edge of the cup.

"Miss, is there any problem here?"

Bai Mei asked carefully. She didn't understand why the girl came to this room first. No one had lived in this room. Although they had already restored almost all the things here according to their memories, what happened here during the days they left? They were completely unaware of it, and of course it was impossible to regain the time they lost here.

Shen Qingci gently put down the cup, and then returned the cup to its original position.

"What happened here before?"

She turned around and asked Bai Mei.

Those eyes were still clear, and they reflected everything in front of her at this moment. Everything was strange. This was not the room she used to be. Everything here was strange and terrible.

"here……"

Bai Mei didn't know how to answer.

"Hmm?" Shen Qingci just wanted to know the facts, wanted to know what happened to Zeng Jin here, and why everything changed?

Bai Mei opened her mouth, but she didn't dare to say it.

"Bai Zhu," Shen Qingci knew that she couldn't ask anything from Bai Mei, so she turned to Bai Zhu again.

"Nothing?" Bai Zhu leaned against the door. She turned around, with a face similar to Bai Mei, but there was no smile at all, and she was even a little deserted and stubborn.

"It's just burning," she stood up straight and walked out. She was really more like her master than her master, but she didn't care if she was a bit born.

Just burned...

Bai Mei's eyes twitched, "Sister, it's really straightforward. Just this sentence, it's just burned, it's all burned, what else is it just burned?

"girl……"

Bai Mei looked at Shen Qingci worriedly.

Shen Qingci didn't seem to be very good, just like something important was burned. But in her opinion, no matter what is important, it is lifeless, right?

Yes, no matter how important it is, no one's life is important. It has been completely poured out, and a memory belonging to Shen Qingci was burned. Even Shen Qingci wanted more memories.

All of this was burned completely because of the fire, including time.

She walked out and locked her in her incense making room. She stayed there for three days, almost without eating or drinking. When she came out again, she had lost a lot of weight. She had been thinner recently, but now she is a bit skinny, but her eyes are bigger and more elusive.

When Bai Mei was about to say something, Shen Qingci corrected his sleeves, his voice was as light as a spring water, without any fluctuations. "You ask someone to send all the fragrance inside to Yipin Xiang, where I have the fresh fragrance, and the wild flower head oil also sent to Prince Jun's mansion overnight."

"Okay, girl, I know, so I will let you do it."

Bai Mei hurriedly ran into the incense making room, but when she saw the incense inside, she was so scared that she sat on the ground. How hard is the girl? So much incense is enough for Yipin incense to be sold for the first half of the year. How did she make it?

Is this really a girl who doesn’t eat, drink, or sleep?

Shen Qingci walked into his house. She sat on the chair, then picked up the warm teapot and poured himself a cup. As a result, her hand shook and the teacup fell to the ground.

And her fingers trembled very hard.

At this time, one hand reached over, picked up the pot, then took a cup, and poured the tea into it.

"Thank you," Shen Qingci took it, put it on his lips, and drank it sipped, but his fingers were still trembling gently.

"What method did you use?" Bai Zhu put down the pot, like a ghost, appearing at any time and disappearing at any time.

"Is there any way to do it?" Shen Qingci wanted to pour herself a cup. She held the pot with both hands, her fingers shaking, but she still stubbornly didn't ask anyone for help, including Bai Zhu.

To turn sadness into motivation, she tried several incense-making methods and found one that she had never used before.

This is not found in Loujia Xiangdian, but it is also possible that she thought of the solution she had come up with after she was seriously ill. In fact, it was nothing. When she smoked the incense, the incense was fixed in a small jar or a small jar. Only one portion could be made at a time, and there was a quantity of incense that could be produced.

She just thought at one time whether the same effect would be achieved if multiple portions were put in.

At first, she couldn't grasp it, so she spent a lot of spices. Later, she touched something, and maybe it was also possible that this was the so-called familiarity. She had been making fragrances for nearly half a year, and those spices were almost gone without smelling them with her nose, and she just reached out to her.

So this time, the success is just the few kinds of incense she often makes. As for the others, she still can't make them at the moment, but as long as there are these incense, she can do it. She will match those expensive ones one by one.

The most popular fragrance sells is that she can make in batches by herself, such as the fragrance of plum blossoms, orchids, peach blossoms, and even lotus flowers. What is not commonly used are some special fragrances, and of course they are not available in other spice shops.
Chapter completed!