Ling Yuxin took a deep breath, adjusted her breathing, put on her gloves again, slowly grabbed Qi Nan with her left hand, picked up the knife with her right hand, gently removed the size of her little fingernail at the edge, and put it in the incense tasting tray.

"At least two grams, twenty thousand!"

Wen Yiming looked at the inconspicuous little black wooden block in front of him, and thought it was garbage for a layman, and it could be blown away in one breath! But in the eyes of incense players, this is a rare enjoyment.

What is a local tyrant? Millions of people can play cars, tens of millions of watches, and hundreds of millions of people can play collections! But what did the real princes and nobles play in ancient times?

This is the living burning of money!

Ling Yuxin picked up the incense burner, which was already covered with incense ash, like the purple clay pot, the incense and tea ceremonies were all about cultivation, one used tea to raise the pot, and the other used incense ash to raise the stove.

"Don't worry, this is the ash that just changed today, and it won't affect Qi Nan!"

Hearing Ling Yuxin's explanation, Wen Yiming nodded, the real connoisseurs are all one furnace and one incense ash, which is similar to purple sand, different agarwood has different tastes, and mixing together will affect each other and destroy the quality of the incense.

"Hososugiba!"

He looked at the incense ash in the furnace, and a piece of information flashed through his mind, which was made of fine cedar leaves burned into ashes, with good air permeability, and was usually warmed with charcoal, and the more he used it, the more fragrant it became, just like an antique pulp, which became more and more mellow with time.

Ling Yuxin moved the charcoal plate to the front with a pair of jade hands, took the white porcelain charcoal pot, opened the lid, and used fire chopsticks to take out a piece of fragrant charcoal, three or four centimeters long, the whole body was dark, put it on the charcoal net, and slowly ignited it with a special igniter.

"Long-tailed bamboo?" Smelling a slight movement of his nose, a quiet breath entered his nasal cavity, and he secretly sighed that the details were devils, no wonder he could buy Qi Nanxiang casually, Yaxiangju really has a deep heritage!

Ling Yuxin is not in a hurry to use a high fire to bake charcoal, in fact, there is an electronic aromatherapy stove now, and it can be done with the press of a switch, and even the temperature can be adjusted. However, for real players, incense is not only enjoyable, but also a process of self-cultivation, and each step can be experienced by yourself.

The charcoal is all lit, and when it burns through, it is best to turn red without an open flame, and set aside. Take out the celadon incense burner, pick up the incense chopsticks, insert them and pull them out again and again, for ten minutes.

Wen Yiming's face is calm, not impatient, and the seemingly boring step is actually the key to the success of the incense!

Stir the incense ash with chopsticks to make it even fluffy and rich in air, so that the charcoal can be inserted into it to ensure sufficient oxygen, and the combustion process is sufficient to complete the whole fragrance.

Until the incense ash is stirred, Ling Yuxin gradually spreads the incense ash, inserts it into the middle with chopsticks, and slowly shakes it to make a charcoal hole in a clockwise direction.

Pick up the charcoal that has completely turned red, stuff it into the newly opened charcoal hole little by little, and bury the charcoal to complete. Start combing the ashes, comb the incense ashes to the middle, cover the charcoal fire, and make it a valley. Ling Yuxin meticulously combed, using the thickness of the incense ash to control the temperature of the charcoal fire, so as to release all the aroma of the incense.

Put down the incense chopsticks, pick up the ash shovel, hold the stove in your left hand, press the incense ash diagonally with your right hand, press it into a cone, and bury the incense charcoal completely in it. Then clean the walls of the furnace with a feather sweep to keep the incense burner spotless.

Ling Yuxin's expression is focused, her movements are smooth, and her sense of rhythm is full, which makes Wen Yiming's heart relaxed and happy, and her heart calms down with the process, and gradually forgets the troubles of the world.

Ling Yuxin is immersed in her own world, away from all kinds of disturbances from the outside world, red dust is 3,000 feet, as long as she starts the incense, everything will turn into a cloud, which is also the main reason why she is addicted to incense.

Qianqian Su picked up the long gray incense with his hand, took the top of the incense ash as the axis point, and extruded a beautiful radial pattern clockwise, the so-called incense tendon. Smooth incense ash appears on the regular pattern, elegant and beautiful.

Take the incense needle, insert it vertically from the top of the incense ash, and rely on the feeling until the position of the charcoal fire, Ling Yuxin is engrossed, carefully perceives the temperature of the charcoal fire, determines the height, pulls out the incense needle, wipes it clean and puts it back in place.

The palm of the right hand is downward, and the five fingers are slightly bent, from the right side of the incense burner, around the front, covering the incense burner, and measuring the size of the fire.

When the temperature is right, pick up the mica sheet, gently place it on the fire window, and press it slightly to stabilize it. Pick up Hei Qi Nan with a silver clip and carefully place it on the mica sheet.

Ling Yuxin took a long breath, the thumb of her left hand buckled the upper edge of the celadon incense burner, her four fingers dragged the base of the incense burner, her shoulders relaxed, her shoulders raised, she held the stove in front of her nose, exhaled softly, inhaled deeply, and tasted the incense!

There are three kinds of smelling incense: the first product, removing impurities, the nose, watching the fragrance, and the aftertaste, affirming the meaning!

Wen Yiming hurriedly took a deep breath, a strong fragrance came to his nose, and after the high temperature Qi Nan's taste was amplified several times, he couldn't help but indulge in it.

"This is ......"

Wen Yiming closed his eyes, and a cool breath arose, as if he was in the primeval forest where Qi Nan grew. The breeze, mixed with dew and bursts of herbs, is refreshing, and you can't help but take a deep breath, from the inside out, extremely transparent.

At this time, he seemed to be transformed into a feather, weightless, shuttling between the jungle with the breeze, the aroma of the earth, the freshness of the grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, mixed together, between the mottled leaves, even the smell of the sun was clearly visible.

"Bitter ...... Medicinal fragrance?"

Suddenly, his eyes changed, Wen Yiming was carried by the wind to a medicinal field, and there was a faint bitter smell everywhere, refreshing and refreshing, the breath was long, fluttering and waving straight up to the center of the eyebrows, and the brain was clear.

"Sweet!"

After the bitterness, a kind of sweetness wells up in the heart, such as cantaloupe, which is sweet and delicious, rich and juicy, which makes people feel a sense of satisfaction. Bitter first and then sweet, so that bitterness is more worth recalling, and sweetness is especially worth cherishing!

"Milky!"

The aroma changes again, the sweetness becomes more and more intense, a trace of condensation in the air, bursts of silkiness, as if the best silk surrounds Wen Yiming, layer by layer, closely following, silky at the moment.

At this time, he seemed to be in a milk bath, every inch of his skin was surrounded by warmth, the peace in his heart was awakened, and a baby-like innocent smile appeared on his face, as if returning to his mother's body, indulging in kindness and warmth.

Suddenly, there was an inaudible buzzing sound in my ears, from far to near, the sound became louder and louder, breaking the peace. The frankincense in the air is gradually replaced by a honeyed scent, and the aroma is constantly vibrating, as if it is spiritual.

"It's ...... Ants?"

In front of him, ants appeared, white as snow, and began to gnaw on the roots of the tree, as if they also understood that this was a treasure of nature, a rare delicacy.

"Mr. Wen...... Mr. Wen!"

Wen Yiming suddenly came to his senses, looked at Ling Yuxin who was confused in front of him, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, the fragrance is too charming, what did Miss Ling just say?"

"Distracted, distracted, this excuse is really bad!"

Ling Yuxin frowned, and said secretly in her heart: "The fragrance is charming, the incense burner is still in my hand, what can you smell from such a distance!"

"Please comment!"

Ling Yuxin's face remained unchanged, and she gently sent the incense burner to Wen Yiming with both hands, and said with satisfaction: "It is worthy of Nha Trang Qi Nan, one tree and four changes, which is impressive." ”

Wen Yiming took the incense burner, felt the remnant of a wisp of white lotus-like fragrance in his hand, and smiled slightly: "It's just four changes?"