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Chapter 41

Wen Yiming looked at the atmosphere a little awkward because of his words, and smiled and said, "I just tasted three bottles of good wine, why don't I offer you a bad gift and set a mat for both of you?"

"Yes, yes, I almost forgot!"

Ling Tiancheng clapped his hands suddenly and smiled: "Brother, Yiming is a master of incense, and his level is very high. Especially recently, he has developed a furnace of Jingxin Incense. The effect is absolutely... Forget it, I won't say it, you will know it once you try it!"

"Oh?" Hu Jianmin became even more curious after hearing this. By the way, the young man in front of him seemed to be a Master of Incense. Is there any greater surprise?

Wen Yiming took out the messy box with him and started to arrange the incense mat. There was not much Jingxin's fragrance left, but it was not impolite to come and not to be rude. He drank three bottles of red wine worth more than 100,000 yuan by himself, so he had to give something back, right?

Ling Tiancheng is looking forward to Wen Yiming's performance. Jingxinxiang has tried it, which is amazing. He has never thought that a furnace of incense is so magical!

Yaxiangju originally wanted to satisfy her daughter's hobby of Xiangdao, and she could also entertain senior members of the auction house. After all, it was either rich or noble, Xiangdao was also considered a high-end service project.

It has been lukewarm for several years and has not many customers. However, with Zhao Dacheng in charge, it is safe and sound. However, Ling Yuxin's level is getting higher and higher, which is also worth the money.

Unexpectedly, I accidentally picked up the treasure Wen Yiming. I first worshiped Zhao Da and became a master. Then, in just one month I reappeared Jingxin Xiang, which had been lost for a long time, with more and more customers, and Yaxiangju's reputation gradually increased.

This young man gave him too many surprises, and even Ling Tian CD couldn't see through the other party's true strength!

Wen Yiming began to arrange the incense mat, his heart was as calm as water, and he was completely immersed in the world of incense. After this period of practice, his movements became more and more proficient, moving, flowing, full of rhythm, and more charming.

After twenty minutes all preparations were ready, he looked up at Hu Jianmin and said, "A stove of meditation incense, please savor it carefully!"

When the incense seal was lit, a faint fragrance gradually dissipated. Hu Jianmin took a deep breath, and his nose was instantly wrapped by a century-old sandalwood. The fragrance soared upwards, leading him into his inner world.

"here it is……"

Hu Jianmin opened his eyes and found that he had actually come to the quiet valley. The breeze blew by, and the rustling sound of leaves came from all around him, and a wisp of fragrance between his nose made people indulge.

Walking along the fragrance, wherever you go, grass is everywhere, and the air is filled with a faint water vapor, just like the autumn rain is just falling, washing everything clean, grass, flowers, and wood, blending into one, and it is naturally fresh.

“So cool!”

Taking a deep breath, a clear stream flowed straight into the heart, making people feel refreshed and open. The cells in the whole body were jubilant, as if they were reborn, and new vitality was injected into the body, and the whole person was suddenly relaxed and cheerful.

Hu Jianmin walked and watched, climbed up the hill, looked up at a bright moon in the sky, clear and clear, and cloudless. Widths of rosin came to his nose, and the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the pine needles, like the whisper of a lover, lingering and sad, telling the endless love.

The bright moonlight scattered among the pine leaves, and the ground was mottled, with stars as pure and warm as beautiful jade. It is bright and shiny, calm, noble, and peaceful.

"There is a sound of water!"

Suddenly, the sound of water came, and Hu Jianmin passed by, and saw a clear spring slowly falling in the valley, and the stream was gurgling like a silver snake lying on the ground, flowing quietly and naturally above the bluestone.

The spring water was clear, like silk and painting. Hu Jianmin couldn't help but bend down, hold up a puppet, and put it into his mouth. It was bitter and sweet, like the mysterious water of the Nine Heavens, washing away the distracting thoughts in his heart, and the whole person was light and fluttering, without thoughts or thoughts, like an old monk entering into meditation.

I don’t know how long it took, Youyou woke up and breathed a lot. All the worlds are like passing clouds and smoke. Fame and fortune are like a different world. The mind is extremely open, as if it is spotless, and the mirror is not a platform!

"After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows on the stones."

"What a stove of meditation incense!"

"Good mood!"

Hu Jianmin opened his eyes, stood up, clasped his fists to Wen Yiming, and said respectfully: "Sir, I admire you!"

"You are welcome!"

Wen Yiming slowly covered the stove cover and chuckled, "Everything is a Dharma connection, and gaining something is also an enlightenment in the heart. Incense is just an external object!"

The more Hu Jianmin looked at Wen Yiming, the more unfathomable it became. No wonder Ling Tiancheng praised this young man so much. He just paved the way and incense is the only one who is the key to others!

I am very knowledgeable and have traveled all over the world and seen countless people. Never has a burning of incense so magical!

In just half an hour, I felt as relaxed and at ease as if I was reborn. This feeling of thrillingness has only been encountered two or three times in my life. Every time I practice calligraphy to reach a state of fascination, and I can only experience it by chance. When I think about it, I am obsessed. This is the biggest reason why Hu Jianmin likes calligraphy.

Unexpectedly, a furnace of incense can easily achieve that beauty today. Hu Jianmin's eyes were hot, staring at the incense burner and tentatively said, "I dare to ask sir, how valuable is this incense?"

Before Wen Yiming could speak, Ling Tiancheng continued, "I don't know anything. Originally, Jingxinxiang was a secret that Teacher Zhao's sect was not passed on. Later, after Yiming's careful research, the sun finally reappeared. Unfortunately, the number was limited, and there was a furnace of 100,000 in Yaxiangju."

"Only one hundred thousand?"

Hu Jianmin was a little surprised and shook his head and sighed: "How can such a divine fragrance be so cheap? It's a disaster to send heavenly things!"

He bowed his fists again, looked at Wen Yiming and said sincerely: "Old Hu is brave. Can you please give me a few furnaces of Jingxin incense?"

Wen Yiming stood up and smiled and said, "Uncle Hu, you have to be polite. Everyone is their own people, so there is no problem at all. But for the time being, there is not much Jingxin in the hand, because the materials are scarce, so..."

"Oh?" Hu Jianmin quickly asked, "What materials?"

"The hundred-year-old rosewood is the monarch's medicine. Other ministers are not very expensive. I got it by chance last time, so I succeeded in the fragrance. There were only 20 to 30 servings in total."

"A hundred-year-old rosewood?" Hu Jianmin breathed a sigh of relief and said confidently: "I thought it was a treasure of heaven and earth. To say that a thousand-year-old rosewood is indeed rare, but a hundred-year-old thing can still be hard-working!"

"yes!"

Wen Yiming suddenly realized, who was in front of him? A billionaire, the room is filled with Huanghuali furniture for hundreds of years, and a hundred-year-old red sandalwood is nothing!

Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "It's really not a difficult thing for you. If you are really interested, as long as you have raw materials, you will need as much as Jingxin fragrance and how much is it!"

"good!"

Hu Jianmin was overjoyed and said excitedly: "Don't worry, sir, this little thing is handed over to Hu, and complete the task as soon as possible!"

One old and one young, laughing happily, Ling Tian CD was a little envious. He had Hu Jianmin, a great master in Central Plains Province, and everything would go smoothly in the future and the road would be smooth.
Chapter completed!
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