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Seeing that he likes to drink, Luo Xiu asked, "Have another bowl of soup?"

Meng Yang shook his head and said, "It's only delicious if you eat it like this, but it's not so delicious just by drinking soup."

What Meng Yang enjoyed was the happiness of sitting on the side of the road with Luo Xiu and sharing the same bowl of wontons, rather than the bowl of wontons and the soup itself being particularly delicious.

After eating wontons, the two held hands and continued to walk. When they saw some small snacks along the way, Meng Yang asked Luo Xiu to buy them for him, but he didn't eat them, so he let the assistant hold them. , just enjoy the process.

Meng Yang's mouth was always smiling, and Luo Xiu felt happy as long as he saw Meng Yang happy.

"In the future, can I do this often, wandering around in such a beautiful town, looking for a place where no one knows us, just the two of us." Meng Yang said.

Luo Xiu said: "As long as you want, you can do it now without waiting."

"Let's wait until the child is older, when neither you nor I are so busy." Meng Yang turned to look at him and said, "The matter of the Cheng family has not been resolved, and I haven't graduated yet. When I have no worries, We can also enjoy this slow life occasionally with peace of mind.”

Luo Xiu looked at him and nodded.

The number of people gradually increased, and many residents of the small town came to see the two of them. Meng Yang didn't want to be watched, so he went back with Luo Xiu. After lunch, the two returned to the city with their children.

The aromatherapy branch has a batch of newly arrived spices. Meng Yang and the others went to the spice warehouse and classified all the spices according to their quality. For them, it was both study and work.

Meng Yang once again participated in the classification of rare and precious spices. His classification method was still to pick up and smell the spices. While other masters need to cut some raw materials to burn, observe the smoke and smell the burning smell before they can determine the quality of the spices, because the smell of the raw materials itself is very different from the smell after burning. But since it is a rare and precious spice, even a little bit is very precious. It can only be confirmed after each one has been burned. It is very wasteful to accumulate it.

Meng Yang made a record on the label paper, and then pasted it on the wooden box, and then the staff gave it to the masters, cut some and burned it to see if the quality of Meng Yang's judgment was correct. If the quality is judged correctly, then all the precious spices delivered after this season will be directly classified by Meng Yang.

Although this is not a big right in the aromatherapy branch, it is a very important job. Usually, those masters are scrambling to do this thing. And the more precious spices he comes into contact with, the more experience Meng Yang has accumulated, which is of great benefit to him.

"Cut less, too much."

"Enough is enough, there is only such a small piece, you won't have much left if you cut it."

The management director of the spice warehouse and the director of the financial department, every time they watch the masters cut these rare spices, it is as uncomfortable as cutting meat in their hearts. Just cutting a little bit is also worth a lot of money, and even if you have money. Hard to buy.

These masters naturally do not want to cut too much, but there is too little to determine the quality, and it is impossible to determine the quality.

After all the rare aromatherapy treatments were confirmed, the quality judged by Meng Yang was completely correct and nothing was wrong.

The director of management said to the director of the financial office: "It's a waste to do this every time. In the future, after Meng Yang is finished, he can choose a few samples for random inspection. It is not necessary to burn them all."

The director of the financial office nodded and said, "I'll go tell the president about this."

They felt very distressed when they thought that the spices that were wasted before were burned in vain. Now that someone like Meng Yang has such a high sense of smell, they can save a lot of rare spices in the future.

The masters who were not used to Meng Yang before saw that Meng Yang was given the right to classify rare spices this time, and they all had nothing to say. Even they couldn't help but start to envy that Meng Yang could have such a keen sense of smell and such a high smell quotient.

When Lin Songtai saw that Meng Yang's side was already busy, he asked Meng Yang to watch Wu Feng and the others make no mistake, and sat down to drink tea by himself.

Wu Feng complained to Meng Yang: "The color and appearance are easy to identify, but the description of the smell in the book is too abstract, it's really hard to feel it."

"Because smell is an abstract existence, it is difficult to describe it." Meng Yang smiled and said: "Every object has its own unique smell, and these smells represent the experience of an object. Such as these plants, how long they have experienced light, how much water they have absorbed, what kind of soil and environment they have grown in, how much natural nutrients they have obtained, and what has been done to them after they have grown, It is all reflected in the smell and cannot be faked.”

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