Blast! The Group Favorite Fake Daughter Was Spoiled By the Film King and Cried

  Chapter 44 Little girl, really not cute at all

  Yue Lan came back to her senses, raised her hand and picked up the plastic bag placed by the bed.

   If you look closely, you can still see that her hands are trembling.

  When the plastic bag was opened for a moment, a very faint fragrance wafted out of her nostrils, Yue Lan stared at the twenty or so round incense pills in the bag, and froze in place.

   Is it really Fengmian? !

   Really, she has been studying for two years, but she has never been able to refine Fengmian!

   "Xiao...Xiao Qiqi, you really made this incense?" Rao had already heard Tang Yun mention it, but Yue Lan still didn't believe it.

  She claims to be a genius incense refiner, and she can refine tens of thousands of incense. Since she was a child, she has never encountered any shackles in refining incense, until two years ago, Feng Mianxiang was born.

  Two years ago, Feng Mianxiang suddenly appeared in Tianyu Pavilion, the most famous auction house in Beijing.

  I remember that at that time, Fengmianxiang was hyped as a miracle, and the price was also hyped very high.

  When she heard about Feng Mianxiang for the first time, Yue Lan was somewhat disdainful, thinking that it was an auction method of Tianyu Pavilion.

  Until she saw Fengmianxiang from her apprentice, she didn't know why Fengmianxiang was classified as the top-level incense.

  Later, she managed to cheat two pills from the apprentice for research.

   Then, this study lasted for two years.

  She studied day by day and tried thousands of methods, but she was still unable to refine it.

   And Feng Mianxiang, after appearing three times two years ago, never appeared again.

   It has been two years, two full years, she has never spent so long on a kind of incense, but no matter how much time and methods she spends, she still cannot refine Fengmianxiang.

  But right now, someone has made it.

  Listening to Yue Lan's question, Gu Zhixi raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yue Lan.

   Didn’t you come here just because you knew she had mastered the practice?

  Yue Lan stared at Feng Mianxiang in the bag in a trance, lost in her own thoughts, and did not return to her senses for a long time.

   Seeing her like this, Gu Zhiqi didn't speak, but pulled on his slippers, walked to the desk, sat on a chair with his back to Yue Lan, and looked at the phone with slightly downcast eyes.

   After a while, Yue Lan regained her composure, turned around to look at Gu Zhiqi with a complicated expression, and looked at her with burning eyes, "Who did you learn your fragrance refining technique from?"

  Gu Zhixi didn't turn his head when he heard the words. His finger that landed on the phone lightly paused, and he lowered his eyes and remained silent for a few seconds.

   After a long while, he raised his eyelids and replied lazily, "My uncle."

  Actually, she has never practiced traditional incense refining, and the incense refining methods used are all derived from alchemy.

   There are many branches of Xuanmen techniques, including alchemy, and her uncle specializes in alchemy.

  She learned the art of alchemy from the uncle, and the alchemy technique was taught by the uncle, so there is nothing wrong with it.

   "It's convenient to ask your uncle who is..."

   "Sorry, it's inconvenient." Before Yue Lan finished speaking, Gu Zhiqi spoke, his tone still calm.

  Yue Lan “…”

  Yue Lan choked on Gu Zhiqi's words.

  Besides her unfilial disciple, this was the first time she was choked, and her mood was a bit complicated.

   "Little girl, you're really not cute at all." Staring at Gu Zhiqi's back, she was silent for a few seconds, Yue Lan suppressed the complex emotions in her eyes, and regained her gentle and elegant appearance.

   "Oh." Gu Zhiqi said lightly, and continued to light on the phone with his head down.

   "This incense, do you sell it?" Yue Lan raised the bag in her hand to Gu Zhiqi.

   "Not for sale."

  Yue Lan heard the words, and her tone was tinged with regret, "Okay." After finishing speaking, she turned her gaze back to the plastic bag, "Can you take it out and have a look?"

   "Arbitrarily."

  (end of this chapter)