Floating Perfume Shop

Chapter 25

The recipe sheet was a thin sheet, placed on the cold counter, Xiao Chongyun picked it up.

The name of the perfume is "Spring Breeze".

This is not a very brilliant name. If it is well tuned, it can be elegant and grand, but if it is not well tuned, it will be tacky.Although Xiao Chongyun has no nose to rely on now, his sense of smell and imagination has always been top-notch.Zhang Song used a typical floral and fruity fragrance. The top note has the sweetness of praline and cherry, making a subtle aroma. The middle note is quite bold, using peach blossom and peony, and then adding a little iris aroma. , the tone is thick but not greasy.

If you use a metaphor, the little ghost compares Chunri to honey water and fruit candy, which has a fresh and sweet breath.Close your eyes, the spring day is just right, the sun is everywhere, and the peach blossoms dye the morning glow.

interesting.

"The keynote can be modified a little bit more," Xiao Chongyun thought for a while, "Suppress it, don't be superficial."

The kid looked at him: "I can compete now."

Xiao Chongyun smiled: "Okay."

The kid repeated it again, staring into his eyes: "Teacher, I don't need your help, and I can enter the competition openly."

It was like a half-grown baby wolf, announcing to the outside world that he had grown fangs and sharpened his claws, and that he would soon be able to dominate the wolf pack and conquer the world.Xiao Chongyun was very happy, as he imagined before, he reached out to rub the head of the baby wolf, but the kid turned his head away and avoided it.

Tsk, I'm really not familiar with it.

Xiao Chongyun smiled, and was already very satisfied to be back, such a knot in his heart is not so easy to untie.

The little ghost is back now, the school dormitory is not open, so he can only live in the shop.He put away his schoolbag, took out some clothes, took out the books that the school required to read during the winter vacation and placed them by the window, and then began to lay the floor skillfully.In the past, Zhang Song used to shop on the floor, always near the door in the back room of the perfume shop. Every time Xiao Chongyun got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, he had to step over the flowers of his motherland, which was very inconvenient.For some reason this time, he didn't sleep in the inner room, and put the floor under the window of the outer shop, it was drafty and cold, and he didn't have a heater.Xiao Chongyun was afraid that the cold weather would be severe, so he asked Zhang Song to move back and lean on his bedside, but was rejected.

He also proposed to live in a hotel on the next street, which was reimbursed, but the children were not happy.

Boss Xiao vacated half of his single bed and patted the pillow: "Otherwise, you put the quilt on the bed and we sleep together."

The kid looked up at him, as if he was seriously thinking about the proposal, then shook his head.

Boss Xiao really had no choice but to sigh, and went to the supermarket to move a single camp bed and an electric blanket back, barely stuffing them in the store.

He watched the little ghost sitting cross-legged on the bed, lowered his head and took out his notebook, sketching his perfume bottle, and suddenly laughed: "I almost thought you would never come back."

Zhang Song raised his head, his eyes were dark under the handsome eyebrows: "I don't mind."

Xiao Chongyun almost lost his grip on the thermos.

"It's him who is perverted, not you." The kid said seriously, "You were forced."

The three views are very positive.

"If I don't come back, Zhang Wenshan will still bully you."

Not necessarily, Xiao Chongyun thought.Zhang Wenshan is one of the judges of the rookie show, you still have a final, theoretically he will bully you first, and then trouble me.But the little ghost is very satisfied to protect him.

He took his students to eat hot pot, and the two of them were free to study the design of perfume bottles in the store. They scrapped two or three notebooks, but still had no inspiration.But this is not a big deal, unless a genius turns out, the quota for the perfume rookie show has always been set by default.Being able to enter the finals and stand on the final stage already means that you have obtained a pass to enter the perfume industry.His kid did it, it doesn't matter if the bottle is ugly.

As long as Zhang Song doesn't hand in a beer bottle in the finals, there will be a bright future.

In other words, Zhang Wenshan, who tried to use his qualifications to card his own students, has already lost.

These words cannot be said to the kid who is working hard, it might be a good thing to let the pup try the sharpness of his claws.

Zhang Song looked up from the thick picture book and said, "You are in a good mood recently."

Xiao Chongyun just had a phone call with the manufacturer who was willing to use the work of the little ghost, and confirmed that the contract should be signed directly by fax to save time.The other party's original formula has some patent issues, and there is an urgent need for a new perfume to replace the controversial product. "Desire" will be launched next week.

Xiao Chongyun told Zhou Tianhao the good news on the Internet, the junior seemed to be very busy, and only replied two words after a few hours: "Very good."

really good.

Xiao Chongyun leaned on the chair, feeling that his old arms and legs were rarely so comfortable.He watched the kid tossing his glass bottle, and he felt better.As the saying goes, people are refreshed on happy occasions. He has predicted that ten years later, in his down-and-out perfume shop, there will be a public lecture given by a world-renowned perfumer.The famous perfumer also called him a teacher and agreed to be rubbed on the head by him.It's really peaches and plums all over the world, and spring sunshine is everywhere.

Suddenly, in the damp and cold winter air, a tree of peach blossoms bloomed.

One tree, two trees, three or four trees, converging day after day into a forest.

The warm, sweet, refreshing wind, the pure and distant breath of peach blossoms, the rich fragrance of peonies, so comfortable, so gentle, like the sun falling on the body, making people feel warm all over.

It took Xiao Chongyun three seconds to come back to his senses—his sense of smell came back, and it was Zhang Song's entry "Spring".

Of course, this is not a permanent recovery, but ever since Zhou Tianhao and Zhou Tianhao smelled the city atmosphere in the Jinli alley, his sense of smell has recovered more and more frequently.Sometimes Xiao Chongyun even thinks, maybe he can change his name, start as a third-rate perfumer, and return to the world back then.

But this is not the most important thing right now, the most important thing is the aroma in the air at present.He has looked at the recipe list countless times, and this is the first time he really felt the "spring".

He stood up abruptly, and the kid was startled.

Xiao Chongyun walked over, took the notebook back from Zhang Song's hands, read the first few pages of works, and tore them up: "Do it again."

The kid was unconvinced: "Why?"

"I want to revise my evaluation of 'Spring'." Xiao Chongyun felt the fast beating heart in his chest, and the blood surged up. He knew he was excited, "Your new work 'Spring' is not only interesting, it is very good. .This work, the final is promising. Appearance is very important for a perfume. It is the elaboration of the connotation, the expression of the theme, and let people know the beauty endowed by the perfumer at a glance - so your bottle needs to be redesigned. "

The real sense of smell is completely different from the deduction on paper.Zhang Song has made very subtle adjustments to the amount of each spice. These adjustments are easily overlooked at first glance, but when they are performed at the same time, it seems that the chords of notes suddenly become so beautiful and completely different.Most of the little ghost's formula used cheap materials, so Xiao Chongyun didn't have too much expectation for the finished product. He never expected that Zhang Song could deduce the simple formula to such an extent in his real sense of smell.

That must rely on an extremely sensitive sense of smell and an innate aesthetic temperament.

Xiao Chongyun praised the little ghost, and his face was almost full of joy: "I didn't expect you to interpret artificial spices to such an extent."

"You said, to make a perfume that the people can afford," said the little ghost.

He chased after Xiao Chongyun and asked: "If 'Spring' can be launched, the price will definitely not be expensive. Did I do it?"

"Perfume of the people, did I do it?"

Xiao Chongyun walked quickly outside the store, took out all the works of his students, smelled them one by one, and felt the little ghost's progress in the past two years, then went to Taobao on his mobile phone, and resolutely bought three rabbit scarves as a reward.

He thought of a friend who could help refer to the design of the perfume bottle, and before contacting him, he thought of another thing.

"Do you remember Yashe's main work 'Charm' over the years?" He said to the little ghost, "I also recovered my sense of smell a while ago. I tried imitation incense at that time, but something happened and it was interrupted. You come to help, We tried to crack the formula."

This time, the sense of smell stayed on Xiao Chongyun's body for almost a day, until he had enough of the aroma of the dinner, and then he reluctantly disappeared.Boss Xiao, whose senses have returned to silence, is a little lonely, but he is not depressed, because since he recovered once, twice, there must be many more times.Perhaps one day, with a semi-functioning nose, he can really return to the world of fragrance and makeup, leaving several works in this world.

He opened WeChat on his mobile phone and opened Moments. A blond foreign friend was picking up girls in Australia, struggling to post a selfie of a candlelight dinner at a hotel in Sydney, with the famous Opera House in the background.In the photo, the little beauty has a big chest, a waist and thin golden curly hair, and a face full of starry eyes that fans see their idols, so cute and bubbling.

Xiao Chongyun couldn't bear it: "Ben, you came out on a date in the name of collecting materials, did you block all your colleagues?"

Ben Custer is a senior perfumer at Guerlain, but he recently met a Chinese raw material purchaser who also used WeChat. I don’t know why he particularly disliked his decadent capitalist life style, and reported it to the company every minute.

The raw material buyer has spices that are more expensive than gold in his hands, so he can't afford to offend them.

After 3 minutes, all the photos in Moments were cleared. Ben Custer asked desperately: "Chinese social software is simply too difficult to use. How can I block my colleagues?"

Xiao Chongyun kindly taught him how to use the WeChat label function, and specially divided this Chinese buyer into a group called Hehehe, and then asked: "You have a designer you are particularly familiar with, can you help me refer to a perfume bottle?"

Ben Custer clicked a video request, handed over the phone, and the bubbling Australian girl compared scissorhands: "Ican."

"My partner Arya, she designs bottles for me in every work recently," he said in the background, "show me your design. What, is your student's design? Your student Must be smart—”

Ben Custer paused, swallowed, and said against his will: "Actually, it's not particularly ugly, just let Arya help him change it."

Things are always solved in the same way, just like a birthday gift box, untie layer by layer, you can always see the true color of happiness.

There is one last thing left.

It was a sunny and mild morning, with a rare sense of warmth.It is very close to the end of the year, and the faint sound of firecrackers can be heard in the streets and alleys.He asked the kid if he wanted to go home for the New Year, the kid shook his head and said no.

"My parents divorced, I told my dad to go to my mother's house," Zhang Song was reading a professional book, "I told my mother the opposite."

"Your parents broke through as soon as they called."

"They don't talk on the phone." The little ghost said firmly, closed the book, and went out to buy groceries.

Xiao Chongyun didn't care, Zhang Song was still growing and couldn't eat outside all the time.He set up a pot at the entrance of the store, and the little ghost was responsible for buying vegetables. He fried a dish and fried fish, and took the pots and pans to the store after the meal time, so as not to affect the quality of the perfume shop.After the kid went out, the store was very quiet, so he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

Xiao Chongyun didn't have this number on his phone, but he remembered every digit very well.

After only two rings, it was picked up over there. Xiao Chongyun spoke first: "Happy New Year, brother."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and said in a hoarse voice, "You actually took the initiative to call me."

Zhang Wenshan's voice immediately returned to normal, with a touch of sarcasm: "Is it short of money, or sick again, or finally asked me for something?"

"It's Chinese New Year, brothers shouldn't talk on the phone," Xiao Chongyun put the emphasis on the second half of the sentence, "Shall we meet?"

His palms were slightly sweaty, and he reported a flight number and time, trying to make the conversation sound like a brother and friend: "I booked a plane ticket, I don't know if you have time to show respect."