Song Yuqing's study has been specially rearranged by him in the past few days, and there are pen, ink, paper, inkstones, and some unique spices on the Bogu shelf behind him, and incense is still burning on the incense burner on the table, which is impregnated with this fragrance in the two connected study rooms.

Han Luo smelled this fragrance as soon as he entered the door, and then said with a smile, "What kind of incense is this, it seems that Yiqing didn't sell it, and it's not the incense before." ”

After Han Luo and Song Yuqing got acquainted, they were also affected, and they would start to study incense or something, not to mention, although young people use perfume now, Yiqing's fragrance is more clear and elegant, and it holds incense for a longer time, which is quite good.

Since he bought Song Yuqing's incense before, the smell on Han Luo's body has been the smell of incense, and he is naturally sensitive to incense.

"Imperial incense, Qingluan!" Hearing Han Luo's question, Song Yuqing replied while opening the cabinet and taking out the new tranquilizing incense he had made.

Qi Yi's favorite incense in her previous life is also the smell she often wears, and after Song Yuqing learned it later, she also liked to smoke this incense very much.

Even now, with so many different choices, the two are still accustomed to using Qingluan in their own homes, which is different from modern perfumes, but more tranquil.

And the taste of Qingluan is even more distant, if there is a faint fragrance, there will be a trace of fragrance at the beginning, but the smell is implied with a trace of sharp cold, very special.

Qingluan is the incense used by the royal family of Luan, in addition to the emperor and the prince and the princess, even the men of the harem can only use Qingluan incense if they are gifted, so Qingluan incense is also a symbol of identity and status.

"This taste is great, why don't you launch it on the market, can my incense be made with this taste?" Han Luo really liked it, so he asked Song Yuqing.

"Your incense is impossible. Song Yuqing didn't even think about it, and refused directly.

"Xiao Yu, why don't you hesitate!" Han Luo said that this refusal was too simple.

Song Yuqing took out the box and glanced at him, "The production of Qingluan requires a total of 109 raw materials, and each production takes at least a month. ”

Qingluan is the most raw material and the most complex incense currently prepared by Song Yuqing, a master perfumer.

This incense was made by His Majesty the Emperor when the country was founded, and then this secret recipe has been passed down in the court, and the descendants have not boldly tried to modify the secret recipe of Qingluan.

But they all failed, Song Yuqing also tried it back then, but let alone modifying a material, even if the order of addition has changed, it is not Qingluan, the phoenix queen on the ancestor of the Qi family can develop such an incense, it is indeed a master, which is admirable.

Song Yuqing's incense is not as simple as the perfume of this era, the perfume is only fragrant, it smells good, in the final analysis, it is just made with different flavors, but Song Yuqing's incense is not like this, Yiqing's incense names are very elegant, Luoyue, Taoyao, Qingyun, red medicine......

When tasting a foreign-made perfume, I smell the top note, middle note, and back note, but Song Yuqing's fragrance is the feeling, and it is a mysterious and mysterious feeling.

The most important thing is that Song Yuqing's incense, murderous and pleasing, are all in his thoughts.