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Chapter 546: Fragrance Diffuse Research Institute

Baishan Forest Ecosystem Positioning Station of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

It is a very ordinary building with a very ordinary name. It is so ordinary that over the years, not many passers-by will take a second look at it.

But it is indeed unusual.

Scientific research positioning stations, whether in China or abroad, there are many such research stations around the world. A large one can be a comprehensive research institute, a small one can be just a small house, or even no house at all.

, but just a tent.

Architecture doesn't matter, scale doesn't matter.

What's important is what it represents. This is humanity's tentacles reaching out to nature.

Since ancient times, human beings have asked about this day and this land in various ways, philosophical, religious, barbaric, cruel...

To this day, human beings are still asking. This ceremony has not been interrupted since the beginning, and it will never end, unless one day, human beings are no longer there, and it must be the last person.

Otherwise, this inquiry will never end.

It never ends, but the form is always evolving, or evolving.

From ignorance to civilization, from simplicity to depth.

Scientific research positioning station has its presence in the plains, its presence in the mountainous areas, its presence in the Gobi, its presence in the desert, its presence on the land, and its presence in the ocean.

The Antarctic has its presence, and the North Pole has its presence.

When human settlements were still concentrated from the equator to the Tropic of Cancer, the same human beings persisted in the dialogue with the world in the long yellow sand, in the ice and snow, in the long-term loneliness and coldness.

The human world is dominated by all kinds of prosperity and bustle, and there is almost no information about them.

But they are indeed a component of the human world, and they are an important component. They have always silently contributed to the word "civilization" of mankind.

Brick by brick, the building shines brightly.

Pieces of tiles are piled up into a dazzling array.

From insignificance, from obscurity, from loneliness and coldness, from indifference.

A normal day is just like the other 350 or 60 days in a year.

At the door of the Changbai Mountain Positioning Station, a man in green military uniform came.

"Is your stationmaster Xu here? There is a package here that requires his signature."

Stationmaster Xu is here.

Here we don’t pay attention to the three-year rotation and five-year promotion. What we pay attention to is being nailed to the post like a nail. Ten years will be like one day, twenty years will be like one day, and thirty years will be like one day.

"Comrade, which unit do you belong to? Who sent the package?"

Stationmaster Xu was serving a small red pine sample before. After washing the soil on his hands a little, he walked out with his hands full of water.

"The package is from Mr. Xu Guangling." After saying this, the green military uniform gave a military salute, got in the car and left.

"Xiao Xu?" Stationmaster Xu was a little surprised, but also unexpectedly happy.

In a happy mood, even the originally gloomy sky seemed to become brighter.

In the past, such weather would have been very annoying. His sore, sore and cold old joints would always remind him, old comrade, it might rain, so remember to pack your clothes!

Now, such "weather forecast" is gone, and such "welfare" is gone.

Looking at the sky, and couldn't help but look at his legs, Stationmaster Xu blew a brisk whistle, like a young man.

The identity of the webmaster, profound knowledge, more than sixty years of experience, and thick spectacle lenses are not obstacles. Who said that a great scholar cannot be young at heart?

The package is not big, it is a rectangular cardboard box, similar to a box containing twenty or thirty packs of instant noodles.

Stationmaster Xu stretched out his hands and hugged the box slightly. He weighed it and found that it was not heavy, so he picked it up and returned to his residence on the third floor of the residential building behind.

His wife has gone back a long time ago, and now he lives alone.

Take out the fruit knife and carefully open the package.

"What is this? Huo! Tea?" I opened the outer cardboard box and found that there were no layers of packaging or anything inside. There were more than a dozen small flat iron boxes placed side by side, with bright big characters on them, and "Lots" on the left row.

"Leaf tea", "mulberry leaf tea" in the right row.

"Xiao Xu is interested!" Stationmaster Xu sighed slightly.

When Xiao Xu was here before, he once brought a bag of tea, but he didn't expect it to be remembered in his heart.

Webmaster Xu is indeed a tea lover. Although he doesn’t know the quality of this tea, since it was sent by Xiao Xu, it shouldn’t be bad, right? Especially this mulberry leaf tea, Webmaster Xu only heard about it before.

As I said, I haven’t drank it yet.

The purple clay pot used to make tea was given to me by an old friend. It is of very good quality and has been used for seven or eight years.

The only drawback is that there is no matching cup. The one used by the old webmaster Xu now is a very ordinary glass cup with a large opening, cheap, but very hard, and it is quite easy to use.

It has been several years, and the tea stains have been cleaned many times, but they have not been replaced.

After rinsing the purple clay pot and glass with boiling water, Mr. Xu opened the small iron can with "mulberry leaf tea" written on it, and then tore open the packaging inside.

A fresh fragrance lingered, lingered, and the moment Stationmaster Xu tore open the package, it lingered on his face, and then lingered throughout the room.

"Huh?" He said in surprise, and Stationmaster Xu couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Taking a deep breath, but the next moment, Mr. Xu realized that this was not enough, so the next moment.

"call!"

Stationmaster Xu exhaled deeply, trying to exhale all the air in his body. When he could no longer exhale, he switched from exhaling to inhaling.

This inhalation lasted for twenty or thirty seconds.

Then Stationmaster Xu discovered that his whole person seemed to have lost a few pounds.

Not just the tip of the nose, not just the inside of the mouth, it seems that the entire body is filled with that extremely delicious fragrance.

“Great tea!”

“What a tea!”

This scholar, who was very knowledgeable, used these two simple words to describe the tea in front of him. Then, almost impatiently, he put the tea leaves into the purple clay pot, and then poured boiling water into it.

This is not making tea.

This is a magical magic being cast.

As soon as the boiling water was poured in, the fragrance suddenly became overwhelming. Stationmaster Xu was caught off guard and froze on the spot. He just instinctively exhaled and inhaled deeply.

The fragrance filled the nose.

The fragrance overflows the body and mind.

The fragrance filled the room.

Before Stationmaster Xu was at a loss, the fragrance spread out through the open window and the half-open door, spreading out and spreading outward.

In the corridor.

In the nearby room, in the room further away.

In the residential building.

In the empty air outside...

In Stationmaster Xu's room, water vapor is slowly rising in the small purple clay pot.

And in this slow rise, the entire institute, every corner in every direction, as time passed by second by second, in about two or three minutes, everything was filled with an indescribable fragrance.

With.

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