Chapter 334 God-level Perfume
Madam Fu drank the rest of the coffee in one gulp, raised her hand to stop the butler, "Wait, don't serve the tea yet."
Madam Tang glanced at her suspiciously. Seeing the butler's questioning eyes, she waved her hand to make them leave first.
"Xiangying, what's wrong?"
Others also looked at Mrs. Fu suspiciously.
Madam Fu didn't speak, she closed her eyes and sniffed the scent volatile in the air.
"The rose fragrance of the head fragrance is rich and fragrant without the vulgar smell of powdery powder. It is accompanied by a variety of floral fragrances of peach and apricot. It is rich but not mixed, and complements each other. There is a faint fragrance of green leaves... The fresh and green leaves of the middle fragrance gradually appear, like lush green leaves to set off the delicate flowers... "
Mrs. Fu muttered, subconsciously commenting on this fragrance, and the scene of blooming flowers, roses containing dew, and people more beautiful than flowers could not help but appear in her mind.
The eyes of Ruan Xueling, He Lu and others who were still arguing at first gradually calmed down, looking at Mrs. Fu who was muttering in a low voice.
Mrs. Fu opened her eyes and looked in Ruan Xueling's direction, with amazement still in her eyes, "What a better person than Huajiao!"
Ruan Xueling:? ? ?
Suddenly being looked at by Mrs. Fu who always disdained her, Ruan Xueling got goosebumps all over her body.
She thought that this was probably a compliment, so she hesitated and said: "Thank you, I will take better care of myself and look younger and more beautiful. I can't be compared to Huajiao."
other people:"…"
Didn't it mean that Mrs. Fu is not familiar with Ruan Xueling?
Mrs. Fu also came back to her senses, "I'm talking about perfume! What a charming perfume that makes people more delicate than flowers!"
Hearing this, everyone was taken aback again.
So just now Mrs. Fu was savoring the fragrance just now? Taste the fragrance of Gu Yang tune?
Mrs. Tang asked the question that the ladies here wanted to ask, "Xiangying, are you talking about the evaluation of this fragrance? This evaluation seems to be quite high?"
Ruan Xueling was a little confused, it wasn't her that was being praised, but the perfume of Yangyang tune? That's still... thanks for the compliment?
She thought that Mrs. Fu would belittle Yangyang through perfume.
Madam Fu nodded to Madam Tang, looked at Ruan Xueling with complicated eyes, and asked uncertainly: "Is this really your Gu Yang's fragrance?"
Although Ruan Xueling is not a perfumer, after smelling the scent of this perfume, she knew that it was definitely not bad. She immediately straightened her back and said with joy, "That's right. My family Yang Yang personally mixed it for me, and Yang Yang returned it to me." It has a name, called Guiling."
Mrs. Fu's pupils trembled, and said: "Gui Ling... is indeed appropriate."
Although there are many floral fragrances mixed in this perfume, most of those floral fragrances are very weak, and it is absolutely unrecognizable to non-professional perfumers or perfumers.
And there is a main note, which has been there from the top note to the middle note, and the tail note will not disappear.
That is the fragrance of roses, but this rose fragrance does not have a powdery feel, but it has a natural and natural feeling of a rose that has just bloomed and soaked in morning dew.
Hearing this name, Mrs. Fu believed that it was made by Gu Yang. Only the perfumer himself has the clearest understanding of his own work, and the name he gave is the most appropriate.
It was rare for Mrs. Tang to see her friend so agitated, "What's the matter? This perfume does smell good, but it's not that..."
Madam Fu took a deep breath, and said in the most common words: "The value of this perfume is no worse than the perfume called Fireworks that was sold at the Beijing auction some time ago."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was stunned.
It should be said that the most eye-catching thing at the Beijing auction a while ago was not jewelry or antiques, but a god-level perfume that the chief perfumer of the Beijing perfume family spent three years preparing!
(end of this chapter)
