Chapter 57: Friendship

After the first batch of awakening incense and incense pills were sent, someone was bored and tried it, and they didn't take it seriously, but it turned out to be a big surprise. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info used to look at Zeng Yuewei's face, but now she is very positive.

In just two days, Gu Yu received ten more orders, and he was busy preparing materials all day today, and he was free to come over in the evening.

In fact, in his heart, there is no label of a rich man, just his own feelings. He has a good impression of the Zeng family and wants to make friends.

As I said to Xiao Zhai, whether it is an ordinary person or a cultivator, as long as you need resources and communication, you can't do without the group environment. When he first embarked on the path of cultivation, he didn't see any need for it for the time being, but what about after he couldn't keep it?

He does not underestimate worldly wealth and power, which can sometimes make a big difference.

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Speaking of that Zeng house, when the fragrance dissipated, the five people were still immersed in the image of the world and heaven and could not extricate themselves. Then, they watched Gu Yu come by stepping on the moon.

The sense of picture at this moment is like a fairy in the world.

After being in a trance for a while, the old lady came back to her senses first and got up to greet her: "Xiao Gu!"

"Grandma Great, there's really something, it's late. Gu Yu apologized slightly.

"It's not too late, it's just right!"

The old lady was also childlike at this time, took his hand into the side compartment, and said quite proudly: "Come, I'll introduce you to a few friends." ā€

"This is Lei Lao. ā€

"This is Sun Lao. ā€

"This is Xiao Lao'......"

Gu Yu has seen them one by one, and their posture is plain, and the four of them are more magical, they don't look like before at all, and they are more enthusiastic than the other. After they retired, they were all keen on incense, but the level was similar to that of great-grandma.

Grandma Great-Grandma was amazed again and again, not to mention that they were unprepared, and the impact was simply doubled.

"Xiao Gu, come on, come on......"

Old man Lei had a shy face, dragged people to his side, and asked, "How do you make that incense?" I bought not a thousand but eight hundred, never like this, so ......."

"Transparent!" replied Old Man Xiao.

"Oh yes, it's transparent!"

Lao Lei tasted the product, and felt more and more that this word was appropriate, and said happily: "Your incense is really evil, my whole backbone is bubbling with a cool breeze, and the smell is dissipated and unfinished, what are you doing?"

He may be in a hurry, or he may deliberately pretend to be stupid, and ask others the recipe directly.

Gu Yu knew who he was, but he just smiled and didn't answer. Old man Zhang felt embarrassed, and interjected: "Xiao Gu, I heard that this is called Banyuexiang, but what is the origin?"

"Oh, there is a scholar named Xu Xuan in the fifth generation, who is a master of incense making, and every moonlit night he sits alone in the atrium and burns a stick of incense. Over time, the incense he made was called the incense he made. This incense recipe was scattered among the people, and later it was passed on to my grandfather, and he changed the recipe to become more peaceful. Speaking of which, I'm also a family heirloom. ā€

Gu Yu didn't take it on himself, he pushed it all on his late grandfather. Sure enough, the five people sighed after hearing this:

"Alas, alas, alas!"

"I didn't have a chance to see you!"

"Just listening to you say this, I know that Gu Lao is a master, alas!"

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He lowered his head slightly, and pursed his lips a little mischievously.

The so-called moon incense is made with guanxiang, Suhe, chicken tongue, cardamom, rue, white grass, etc. Fangze overflows, can nourish the spirit of Yu, generally used in the study piano room, Zen room clean house.

When the recipe came to the grandfather's hands, the old man thought it was too neutral and not elegant enough, so he added a taste of silver cinnamon.

When I went to my own hands, I felt insufficient, and I had a trace of "this day does not see the ancient times and months, and this month has been according to the ancients".

As mentioned above, the three realms of tasting fragrance: taste, taste, and meaning. There is no solution to this thing, and it has reached a certain spiritual category, just like in martial arts novels, let your swordsmanship be superb, and my sword intent will come out, and it will be killed in seconds.

Of course, the fragrance also needs a corresponding environment, and the more high-end the fragrance, the more so.

Look at the night as cold as water, the flying mirror hangs high, and a furnace of incense with the moon is smoked. When the fragrance is fragrant and the moon is in the sky, you sit quietly in the court, abandoning the distractions of the world, this is the fun of incense.

There are some things that those five people may never know, but it doesn't prevent them, especially the four newcomers, from looking at Gu Yu with admiration.

Unconsciously, the young man's impression has been improved from the level of a perfumer to a friend.

……

They chatted hotly, and the children on the other side were inexplicable, first a few elders were convulsive, and then a young man came, and he was treated as a guest as if he was convulsive.

Lei Ziming smacked his mouth and said strangely: "Don't say it, that kid must be a bit dry." Otherwise, with the old man's temper, he can't be so close. ā€

"He's been in for a long time, and he's wanted to get to know him. Xiao Yuanyuan instinctively exudes a painting style of male silence and female tears.

"Then find it out!" said the young master of the Sun family casually.

"Okay, then you go?" Zeng Yuewei smiled.

"Oh, I don't dare!" the other party immediately admitted.

Lei Ziming looked at Gu Yu, and after all, he couldn't bear it anymore, and said, "I'll go!"

Saying that, the goods strode towards the side compartment, a wooden door, and said with a smile: "I said grandparents, they have been dragging for so long, will you lend us for a while?"

"Haha, you bastard!"

Old man Lei scolded with a smile, and said, "Xiao Gu, don't mind, this is my grandson." If you don't dislike it, go and give them pointers, lest a bunch of rabbits don't know how thick the sky is. ā€

"It's just that it's hard for you to accompany us old guys for so long. Sun Lao said.

"Don't say that, I want to make more friends, so I'll go. ā€

Gu Yu smiled, got up and walked out of the sideways.

"I heard that you are 21, I am a few years older than you, is it not an exaggeration to call you brother......?

Lei Ziming has a straightforward personality, and he wants to put his arm around his shoulder as soon as he stretches out his hand. Gu Yu hated contact with people, as if he had no intention of rubbing forward, and his arm suddenly fell short.

Well?

The thing was strange, he was reaching from behind, did he happen or did he notice it?

In a few steps, the two entered the main hall, and more than a dozen people came over with hula. There are grandchildren in the lineage, and there are also slightly more out-of-the-box ones, such as cousins and cousins.

Local tyrants are different from local tyrants, He Tian's goods are one, Zeng Yuewei is one, and Lei Ziming is another. As soon as Gu Yu entered, he felt that the atmosphere was good, and after chatting a few words, he was even more impressed.

At least the upbringing of these five families is very good, and even Xiao Yuanyuan, who is particularly fake, feels okay on the surface.

Correspondingly, those people are also very curious about him, and they are gossiping about all kinds of explorations. Gu Yu was picky, a little deliberately clumsy.

After communicating for a while, some people got bored and went to huddle together.

Lei Ziming never left, he seemed to be very interested in him, and when he was familiar with the hot words, he suddenly took out a membership gold card and said with a smile: "Brother, we have set up a shooting club together, it is absolutely real, I have time to play." ā€

"Oh?"

Gu Yu's eyes lit up, and he was a little moved. The shooting club seems to be difficult, but in fact, everything is easy to do, and the other party's meaning is obvious, that is, real guns.

He wanted to see how powerful a gun could be, or if he could take out an enemy with a gun and avoid damage.

Although it may not be touchable, it is good to have a concept.

So he took the membership card and responded: "Thank you, it will pass another day." ā€

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It was also tonight, far away in a residential building in Shengtian, with bright lights and green smoke.

There were incense pills burning on the desk in the study, and the green snake was lying next to the incense burner, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep. Jiang Xiaozhai buried his head in a large pile of manuscripts, sorting out some information.

These manuscripts were hand-copied, photocopied, and yellowed and mutilated. All of them are traditional vertical layouts, most of them have no punctuation, and they have a headache when they look at it.

She is extremely familiar with it and methodically combs them one by one. These are the remnants of ancient scrolls collected in recent years, because my father happened to be in charge of culture, so it was more convenient to do things.

"Hoo ......"

After a long time, she finally came out of it, lined up a few manuscripts in front of her, and let out a long breath.