Although, Duan Wenjun has only been in Duanjiabao for less than two months.
But now, almost everyone in Duanjiabao knows that this young master always has some very strange ideas.
Moreover, these strange ideas, sometimes sounding very absurd, can always have unexpected effects.
Therefore, when Duan Wenjun asked Zhao Ling'er to find someone to collect flowers, everyone was surprised not by Duan Wenjun's idea, but by what he was going to do and what new ideas he had.
At this moment, the cooks in the Duan Family Courtyard delivered lunch to the pavilion.
Duan Wenjun invited everyone to have a meal together, chatted for a while, and then let everyone go about their business.
In the pavilion, only Duan Wenjun, Zhao Linger, and Mo Shoucheng were left on the top of the pavilion.
There were a few white clouds floating in the sky, blocking the afternoon sun.
There was a gentle breeze and the leaves were whirling.
Lying on the roof, holding up the wine bag one after another, and taking a few sips of wine leisurely, Mo Shoucheng felt that it was so comfortable to steal a little leisure.
No, strictly speaking, after coming to Duanjiabao, he didn't have many opportunities to take action.
Therefore, Duan Wenjun is just too busy...
In fact, he has always been very leisurely. He just needs to follow Duan Wenjun and drink his own wine when he is busy.
Just like this now...
In the pavilion, Duan Wenjun patted the seat next to him, "Ling'er, come and sit here! Why are you sitting so far away? I won't eat you."
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Ling'er's face turned red and she twisted her body to sit next to Duan Wenjun.
Being alone with Duan Wenjun, Zhao Ling'er seemed a little nervous.
Being stared at by Duan Wenjun at such a close distance made her heart beat like a deer.
She could clearly hear Duan Wenjun's breathing and smell his scent clearly, which made her a little flustered.
At this moment, the two of them were sitting next to each other, looking so ambiguous.
Duan Wenjun took a deep breath, then looked at Zhao Ling'er and smiled, "Ling'er, why didn't I notice before that you smell so fragrant? Did you use some sachet?"
Zhao Ling'er was shocked when she heard this and did not answer.
"If you don't tell me, let me guess!" Duan Wenjun came close to her again, with the tip of his nose almost touching hers. He closed his eyes slightly and took another sharp breath. "It smells good. Is it a rose?" ?No, the rose is thicker."
"It looks like jasmine, but jasmine is lighter than this. Linger, what kind of fragrance is this?"
Zhao Ling'er's face turned even redder.
This scent was innate to her and had been with her since she was born.
How should I explain myself?
If he told it, he would definitely not believe it.
"Young master, stop smelling it!" Zhao Linger was embarrassed as she watched Duan Wenjun take a few more breaths, "This fragrance is not from the sachet, it's from my body."
"Bring it with you?" Duan Wenjun was stunned when he heard this, "Are you the reincarnation of Xiang Fei?"
"Empress Xiang Fei?" Zhao Ling'er was stunned when he heard this. "My young master, I don't know Empress Xiang Fei. I have had this fragrance on my body since I was a child. That's why my mistress said I was very human, so she let..."
At this point, Zhao Linger's words stopped abruptly.
However, Duan Wenjun already understood what she meant.
I'm sorry, back then Qiuyun discovered that Zhao Ling'er had her own scent.
That's why she felt that she was not an ordinary person.
So Qiuyun told Zhao Yingguang that when Zhao Ling'er grew up, he would take her as his concubine.
It seems that his mother Qiu Yun, whom he has never met, is much more reliable than Duan Daxiong.
Just imagine, in this kind of world, what would it be like to be able to marry a wife who smells sweet all the time and sleep with her in your arms?
It's a pity that the original owner of my body is no longer so lucky.
Seeing Duan Wenjun staring directly at her, Zhao Ling'er suddenly felt worried and became even more nervous.
If at this moment, the young master wanted to do something to him, what should he do?
After all, she was already nominally the concubine of the young master's family. Should she cater to her or reject her?
"Ling'er, you have your own fragrance, you must be the envy of countless women!" Duan Wenjun smiled and said, "Do you think other women would like to be like you, always smelling good?"
Zhao Ling'er was stunned when she heard this, and then frowned, "Not everyone likes it, right! In our house, the girls who grew up with me are very envious of me. But Sister-in-law Zhao..."
Speaking of this, Zhao Ling'er's expression suddenly turned gloomy.
Zhao Ling'er didn't understand. We were all farmers in the same family. She and Sister-in-law Zhao's family had the same surname. The two families were supposed to take care of each other, but why Sister-in-law Zhao always liked to say bad things about her.
Moreover, she seemed to be able to feel that Mrs. Zhao hated the scent of her body.
Hearing Zhao Ling'er express his troubles, Duan Wenjun burst out laughing, "Actually, people are like this. You can't make everyone around you like you. It would be great if you can make most people like you."
Seeing that she still looked confused, Duan Wenjun continued, "Just like you Luozi, I believe most people like you and the fragrance on your body. Only the Mrs. Zhao you mentioned, she doesn't like it." You, maybe it’s because she’s jealous and doesn’t like the scent of you?”
Seeing Zhao Ling'er stunned, Duan Wenjun leaned into her ear and smiled, "Is it possible that Mrs. Zhao herself has body odor and doesn't want to see other people?"
"Does Sister-in-law Zhao have body odor? How did you know?" Zhao Linger looked at Duan Wenjun in disbelief.
Duan Wenjun showed a wry smile, what a simple woman...
He no longer wants to struggle with this issue...
"Actually, the reason I asked you to collect flowers is to allow all women to make their bodies smell fragrant according to their own preferences, just like you." Duan Wenjun stared at her and said slowly.
"Are you using flower petals to bathe?" Zhao Ling'er looked serious. "Young master, I'm afraid this won't work. Many of our sisters have tried it, but it doesn't work. The green flowers in our house have been soaked in petal water for most of the day, and their skin has become sore. It was wrinkled. My body smelled good at first, but it stopped as soon as I started sweating."
Hearing her argument, Duan Wenjun burst out laughing, "It's definitely not possible to soak like that. Those sisters of yours are so funny. What I'm talking about is making perfume! The kind that makes people smell good when you spray it on your body."
"Perfume?" Zhao Linger was still confused, "What is that?"
Hear what is unheard, hear what is unheard.
"You can simply understand that it is a kind of water, but with the fragrance of flowers." Duan Wenjun explained again.
Seeing that Zhao Ling'er was still puzzled, Duan Wenjun didn't give in anymore, so he told her how to make the perfume.
Zhao Ling'er listened very carefully, and would discuss things she didn't understand with Duan Wenjun, but Duan Wenjun was confused.
After all, when it comes to perfume, he only knows the process, but he doesn't know how to operate it or what the secret is.
This requires Zhao Ling'er to study it himself in the future.
When Zhao Ling'er roughly understood the essence refining method, Duan Wenjun's face suddenly became extremely solemn, "Ling'er, our essence can not only make perfume, but also be relied upon for us to launch various new wines in the future. So with this method, I hope You can keep it a secret, and it’s best to find your reliable sisters to help you during the experiment.”
Zhao Ling'er became extremely excited and kept nodding her head.
She understood that Duan Wenjun actually entrusted such an important matter to her, so naturally he had absolute trust in her.
Seeing Duan Wenjun stand up and prepare to send her back, Zhao Ling'er suddenly felt an inexplicable melancholy in her heart.
Only then did she realize that she seemed to have been longing for something to happen with Duan Wenjun just now.
But it was obvious that although Duan Wenjun was fooling around with her, he was not frivolous at all...
Zhao Ling'er shook her head and couldn't help but curse in her heart, Zhao Ling'er, what are you thinking about? When have you ever had such a dirty idea...
