Zhao Lao looked at the soil in Wen Yiming's hand, and he also found that this piece of top grade, but unfortunately there were some miscellaneous trees on the edge, and there were hollow in the middle, and there were a lot of mildew spots in it, which was also normal, after all, how many years have been buried in the soil, it is rare to be able to maintain it like this.

This is also the key to cultivating incense, the master will not only identify the spices, but also tidy them up by hand, remove impurities, and retain the essence, so the ability of the incense master is also very important.

"Why are you ......?"

Zhao Lao looked at Wen Yiming, his brows furrowed, in his opinion, the other party was a little strange, obviously there were miscellaneous trees on the edge, they must all be removed, otherwise the scorching smell would seriously affect the fragrance tasting process. Can I hear that Yiming only uses a knife to clean up a small part, and actually leaves miscellaneous wood?

But Zhao Lao couldn't help but didn't interrupt, he was very curious why? With the other party's eyesight, it was impossible to make such a low-level mistake, could there be other reasons?

"That's it!"

Wen Yiming put down the steel needle in his hand, let out a long breath, and finally cleaned up the moldy part of the soil sinking, smelled it with satisfaction, there was no trace of peculiar smell, and the fragrance was better than before.

He was very excited, picked up another piece of spice and indulged in it, obviously feeling that the sense of smell was becoming more and more acute, and the sense of smell was stronger, as if the nose was constantly evolving!

"It's ......"

Zhao Lao gently picked up the trimmed soil sinking, put it on the tip of his nose and took a deep breath, his expression was shocked, and he quickly turned on the electronic incense burner and put the soil sinking on it to heat it at a low temperature.

"Sure enough!"

The old man raised his head, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes, he looked at Wen Yiming, who was immersed in his work, and quietly put the soil aside, pretending that nothing had happened.

Of course, Wen Yiming didn't know anything, and he was immersed in the world of fragrance, lingering, and couldn't extricate himself. In his eyes, each piece of spice is unique, each with its own merits, or elegant, or rich, or long, or deep, like a person with a story, listening quietly, not interesting.

"Yiming, it's time to eat!"

Suddenly, someone patted his shoulder, Wen Yiming raised his head violently, Zhao Lao pointed to the clock with a smile, and said with a smile: "Aren't you hungry after a busy morning?"

"Twelve?" Wen Yiming woke up when he saw the time, stood up, touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "Let you laugh, on a whim, I actually forgot!"

"Okay, go eat, don't be in a hurry, take your time!"

The more Zhao Lao saw and heard Yiming, the more he appreciated it, he was highly talented, he was still working hard, and he was a good seedling. Smiled: "There are restaurants nearby, clean and hygienic, and the price is not expensive, let's go!"

Wen Yiming nodded, seeing Zhao Dacheng turn around and go out, there should be other dates, the coming day will be long, and we will communicate slowly in the future. When I went downstairs, I found that Xie Hong was still waiting for her, and the other three beauties were also there, so everyone went to the mutton soup restaurant together, which was the first dinner.

In this way, Wen Yiming began his journey as an incense master, and everyone was very satisfied with him in a few days, especially Zhao Dacheng, since he came, he had a lot of leisure, and Wen Yiming took the initiative to undertake a lot of work, although he was a little jerky at first, but after the old man's guidance, he was immediately familiar with it, and he could draw inferences from one another, and he was full of spirituality.

"Yiming, come, sit down and chat!"

Today, Wen Yiming finished the work in hand quickly, heard Zhao Lao call himself, came to the sea of tea and sat down, and began to make tea and chat.

The old and the young have been accustomed to this mode of getting along, Xie Hong is right, Yaxiangju is really idle! Wen Yiming has been here for a week, and no guest has come to the door, but no one is in a hurry, leisurely, and it is really not bad for money.

As for Ling Yuxin, she has only been here once, so she briefly exchanged a few words with Zhao Dacheng, and then turned around and left, definitely a shopkeeper!

Wen Yiming is also happy to be idle, it is really an eye-opener to come here, I have learned a lot of knowledge from Zhao Lao, plus there are all kinds of physical hands-on research, the level has improved by leaps and bounds, it can be described as a thousand miles a day.

"Old man, please!"

Wen Yiming skillfully brewed the tea, handed it to Zhao Lao with both hands, the old man took it and tasted it, nodded and said, "Well, it's good, there is progress!"

"Thanks to your careful guidance, Yiming is grateful!"

Wen Yiming raised his glass, sincerely respectful to the old man opposite, the old man took great care of himself in a few days, as long as he had questions, he would answer them patiently, and he admired Zhao Dacheng's level and character.

"You!" Zhao Lao's eyebrows fluttered happily, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and sighed: "You kid is the most talented incense Taoist master I have ever seen!

The old man put down the teacup and said with a long breath: "The incense has been passed down for thousands of years, broad and profound, and there have been many masters since ancient times, but unfortunately our descendants are not good, and the nine products of the incense road are far away!"

"Nine products of incense?"

Wen Yiming's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Old man, there are still levels of incense?"

"The incense path has been passed down for thousands of years, and countless previous masters have gone forward and succeeded, how can there be no rank?"

Zhao Lao's excited expression when he heard this, as if he had heard the master say the same thing for the first time when he was young, said proudly: "Nine products of incense, one product and one heavy heaven! Since you are also officially initiated, then I will talk about it!"

"The first product, distinguish the material!" Zhao Lao said with a solemn face: "As the name suggests, it is to distinguish materials, not only agarwood, but also all other incense materials." ”

"Those with average talent, one to three years to get started, and the medicinal properties are considered to be passed, this is a product!"

"The second product, distinguish the fragrance! The incense is five flavors, sweet and sour, bitter, spicy and salty, with different degrees and different shades. It is required to know its origin, source, grade, advantages and disadvantages, and even the growth environment at a glance. ”

"Those with excellent talent are generally five to ten years, and those who are average will stop here for life!"

"The third product, Hexiang! Only when you enter this realm is called entering the house!"

"The incense material is divided into yin and yang, cold and hot, priority, monarch and minister, ever-changing, and the incense master relies on experience to combine into incense. From curing diseases and saving people, to driving away evil spirits and avoiding evil......"

"Wouldn't it?" Wen Yiming couldn't help it, interrupted Zhao Lao, and said confusedly: "Incense Dao can still cure diseases and save people?"

"Nonsense!" Zhao Lao glared at him dissatisfied, and scolded: "What do you kid know! Originally, Xiangdao is a traditional Chinese medicine, have you ever heard of looking at it and asking questions?"

Wen Yiming nodded hurriedly, Zhao Lao's face softened, and he continued: "The so-called looking, hearing, asking, and cutting are not only the four steps of traditional Chinese medicine to see a patient, but also the four realms that represent the level of a doctor!"

"The first thing is hope, what is hope? Have you ever learned that Bian Que met Cai Huangong? How do you think the divine doctor knew that the emperor was sick?"

Hearing Yiming, he was shocked, today was really an eye-opener, Bian Que saw that Cai Huan Gong was a compulsory primary school textbook, and anyone could memorize a few sentences. Thinking about it, it really has a deep meaning, Bian Que just glanced at Cai Huangong from a distance, and knew that the other party was sick, and he could still determine the progress of the disease every time, this is not hopeful?

Zhao Lao looked at Wen Yiming thoughtfully, and said with satisfaction: "Hmph, you know, right? Whether it is traditional Chinese medicine or feng shui, the real master is accurate at a glance! Relying on the word qi, heaven and earth have turbid two qi, people have three souls and six qi, and everything is in it!"