Chapter 143 cannot be batched

Ling Yue raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Well, Lord Mei's wine is naturally going to drink, but... I don't have time today. Why don't you make it another day?"

"Good." Mei Nianfa patted the table and said, "Then when the dean has time, let's have a good drink."

In a blink of an eye, it is early winter, and the vegetation has changed from the original green to white green, but even so, it has a unique charm. The red koi in the pool sank into the water one after another, jumping out of the lake and playing like before. In the increasingly strong depression, it has gradually gained the flavor of the New Year.

Under the corridor, Ling Yue held a copper stove and looked lonely. Such days have been for a while. She doesn't know why she has lonely emotions. Since that time, after she guessed that there was a way to return to the original world, the lonely feelings have gradually spread and are about to develop into despair.

Liu Ye naturally noticed Ling Yue's abnormality, but he did not ask Ling Yue why as usual. Whenever he looked at Ling Yue's back, although he was close, he felt that he was clearly standing in another world.

Staring for a long time, Ling Yue returned to the house and made a cup of tea for herself. She stared at the tea fog and didn't say anything.

Xing'er walked into the room with the freshly made snacks and whispered, "Princess, this is your favorite snack. Eat some."

"Thank you, Xing'er, please go down first."

Xing'er wanted to say something more, but she finally swallowed the words in her throat. Ling Yue is very good to them, but many times she feels that Ling Yue is not good to them, but completely ignores them. It seems that they are just dispensable people for Ling Yue.

"Sister, how much do you want to eat?" Liu Ye persuaded.

"I'm not hungry." Ling Yue said, "I'm not in the mood to eat this snack now... After the emperor took it, he just put it in the secret room, and I don't know what he wants to write."

"Sister, are you worried about this for so many days?"

Ling Yue shook her head: "It's not exactly. I always feel that something has been ignored. If you live too comfortably, there will be problems."

"Then find something to toss around?"

"Then let us toss around. We can't do something without anything. Wait, why don't you sell some perfume?"

"Sister, do you want to sell incense?"

Ling Yue nodded firmly and said excitedly, "Haha, I'm so smart. How can I be so smart..."

Looking at Ling Yue's giggle, Liu Ye suddenly found that his sister was narcissistic and not ordinary narcissistic.

Just do it. A few days later, Ling Yue took advantage of the advantages of the Supervision Institute to find the best three perfumers in Xia, but she finally chose only two, because the remaining one began to flirt after seeing Liu Ye. After many warnings, Ling Yue could only drive out Linyun. Rao has the two best perfumers of Ling Yue, and Ling Yue still feels dissatisfied. Although the fragrance they make is indeed a commodity, to be precise, it should be a masterpiece, but it takes too long. The dosage of a small bottle takes more than ten days. How can this be? Even if it is a luxury product, if it can't be done in batches What's the use of production?

For this reason, Ling Yue talked to the perfumer many times, but the two perfumers said that mass production is impossible, because some raw materials in perfume and perfume powder are extremely precious and rare. In this case, how can mass production be achieved?

In fact, it makes sense to think about what the perfumer said. If you choose ordinary materials, it is simply something that is readily available. What else can we talk about?

"Princess, are you still thinking about how to make batches?" Lin Bai wore a wood smoke-colored Rosa dress, with soft and beautiful green silk scattered on her shoulders at will, and there was some indescribable charm between her eyebrows. She was one of the two perfumers.

In fact, one of the important reasons why Ling Yue chose Lin Bai is that when she tasted the fragrance prepared by Lin Bai at that time, she actually gave Ling Yue a familiar feeling, similar to the smell of Chanel 5, which gave her an illusion of returning to that world.

The other perfumer is a long-bearded man who looks like Guan Yu. No matter who he is, he will not associate Luo Meng, whose limbs are strong and his face is red, with the perfumer. However, the fragrance of Luo Meng can always make people slightly fall into the fantasy, and then sleep in the fantasy, and see the most real thoughts or dreams in their hearts.

So from this level, Romon's skills are higher than Lin Bai's.

Ling Yue turned around and looked at Lin Bai: "Yes, if it can't be mass-produced, what's the use?"

"Why must it be mass-produced? Isn't it better to be rare and unique?"

"If it is precious, a smile is the most precious, but I don't see how rich the Lan family is. Although unique and good, that kind of thing is simply priceless. Thin profits and quick sales are the king's way to make money.

"Is it?" Lin Bai seems to understand it. It's no wonder that it took her a lot of time just to understand the meaning of the word batch.

"Don't show that kind of doubtful expression. It must be in batches."

Lin Bai nod, thought for a while, and caught a glimpse of Luo Meng coming from a distance. Seriously, Romon walks more like a general than a perfumer who deals with various spices every day. Ling Yue put her hands on the railing, made a big gas, and then waved to Luo Meng and shouted, "Uncle Liu is not here. Go back."

In the distance, Romon smiled, revealing a row of extremely simple white teeth. He is used to Ling Yue's way of greeting. However, Luo Meng has been unable to figure out who Uncle Liu is, but Luo Meng is also willing to ask.

"Are you coming to see Uncle Liu?" Ling Yue asked half jokingly as usual.

"No." Luo Meng also replied seriously as usual.

"Luo Meng, why don't you ask me who Uncle Liu is?"

"Princess, if you want to tell me, even if Romon doesn't ask, the princess will say it. Otherwise, even if you ask, what can you do?

Ling Yue gave a thumbs up: "I have a personality, but I'm not very good at it!" OK, I decided to make a private visit today and try your fragrance by the way.

"Ah-choo..." Liu Ye opened his dead fish eyes and slowly walked out of the room. In an instant, his originally dull and godless eyes suddenly became extremely cold, looking straight at Lin Bai and Luo Meng.

Ling Yue turned her head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Liu Ye walked to the two perfumers with a gloomy face, and then said coldly, "Which of you put water in the incense burner?"

If water, a kind of ** that flows like water, is only contained in the wings of water butterflies. Although it is difficult to collect, water butterflies are not a cherished thing, so the price of water can only be regarded as medium in spices.

"I put..."

Before Luo Meng finished speaking, Liu Ye sneezed five times in a row, and then stared at Luo Meng with an extremely resentful expression. Luo Meng's whole body had goose bumps. After a long time, he said in a while, "I, I like women."

Ga - I like women, what and what?

Liuye's head suddenly fell blank, but after only three seconds, he understood what Romon meant. It turned out that Romon actually thought he was secretly in love with him, and then Liuye approached you two steps and said viciously to Luo Meng, "If you dare to put water in the incense burner again, I promise that you will no longer like women."

"If you don't like women, what do you like?" Ling Yue asked cooperatively.

"I like myself..." Liu Ye slowly spit out four words.

Ling Yue took a deep breath and looked at Liu Ye with wide eyes: "Brother, you have a strong taste. We are going to make a private visit. Will you go at night?

"Go, of course, why did you kill this red-faced guy on the way?" Liu Ye glanced at Luo Meng with an innocent face and said lightly, "Don't pretend to be innocent in front of me. You're still far away."

I'm already innocent. Do I need to dress? Of course, Romon didn't have the courage to say this, so he was just thinking silently in his heart. Compared with Ling Yue, Luo Meng is more afraid of the night. Although he didn't know how Liuye's martial arts was, he knew that Liuye was dangerous out of instinct or intuition.