Chapter 280: Make incense together

Fengxian searched for a while before seeing her in a forest behind the temple.

With a shovel in her hand, she was digging next to a larger tree.

"There is wine in it?" He approached.

Qian Mian glanced back at him: "Yes, it was buried three years ago."

Feng Xian brought her shovel over: "Master asked you to drink?"

Qian Mian looked at him, "I'll take it back and drink it myself."

He smiled and bent over to shovel for her.

"This location?"

"Well, don't try too hard."

After a while, a jar of wine appeared, and Qianmiao's eyes lit up.

"Don't tell the master," she said.

Fengxuan did not respond.

She ignored him, squatted down to clean the dirt from the wine jar and opened the lid.

A drunken fragrance floated out, and even Fengxian stared at it.

He hadn't smelled such a fragrant wine, it was really intoxicating.

"This wine, is there something added?"

He smelled Huadiao wine, but it was different from the usual one.

Qian Miao smiled lightly and said, "You are quite knowledgeable. I added special fragrant pills in it, so it smells good and tastes better."

"Oh, Komaru?" Feng Xian also squatted down, staring at her with a gentle expression.

"That's it." Qianmiao took out a cherry-sized ball from his pocket and said: "This is made from a variety of spices, and it's just right to drink with wine."

Feng Xian took the ball: "It seems that you like to make perfume."

It's just that others are focused on aromatherapy, and she... is keen on eating.

It is also in line with her character.

Seeing that he mentioned this aspect again, Qianmiao replied perfunctorily: "I learned it from my mother back then, and now there are raw materials in the temple.

After that, he subconsciously raised his head and asked him: "Do you want to see it?"

Feng Xian was surprised, and she was naturally glad that she could take the initiative to propose this: "It seems I have good luck today."

Qian Miao looked down and closed the lid: "Don't think too much, I will do it today anyway."

At this moment, she wanted to pick up the jar of wine, but was picked up by Feng Xian in advance.

Qian Miao got up, patted the dirt on his hands, and followed.

They put the wine in the car first, and then go to the place where the incense is made.

That is Qianmiao's single room.

She divided a simple room into two halves, one bedroom and the other "studio".

All items are neat and clean.

Feng Xian watched her walk into the counter and said, "I'm happy to help."

Qian Mian didn't be polite with him, and said: "Then you take clove, wood incense, Gong Gui, pepper, red bean, and Bai Zhi each one point, then use this to mash, and then use this to sift out the fines."

She looked at him brightly: "Use me again?"

Feng Xian smiled lightly: "No."

He walked to the cabinet and started looking for incense.

Qianmiao took out a certain amount of borneol and musk and mixed them together and grinds them together.

He did it in a modest way, not like it was the first time he did it.

It didn't take long before she put down the tools in her hand and went to find honey.

Just looking for it, Feng Xian pushed a jar of honey in front of her: "Did you look for this?"

Qian Miao looked at him for a while: "To be honest, have you done this kind of thing before?"

Feng Xian glanced at her, twitched the corner of her mouth, without denying it.

Without realizing it, Qian Mian thought of his aunt.

I also thought of the photos in his bedroom. There was a photo with Feng Wei.

The movement on her hand slowed down: "Did you learn from your aunt?"