Chapter 63
Second-married married wife of a wealthy old man 63
It wasn't until noon that the table was opened for dinner. Meng Yang left the children in the yard for the nanny to look after, and then went to sit down with Luo Xiu.
The dishes at the banquet must be indispensable for big fish, big meat, and heavy oil. Because there are many people and many dishes, Meng Yang smells uncomfortable and has no appetite. The dishes on the table, Meng Yang must not be able to eat, so the kitchen prepared some light dishes for him.
Luo Xiu filled a little rice in a small bowl, then scooped a few spoonfuls of boiled cabbage soup, and put some bright yellow cabbage in the bowl, put it in front of Meng Yang for him to eat.
Meng Yang was eating with a spoon, and Luo Xiu would give him some vegetables from time to time. Until Meng Yang shook his head and said that he was full, Luo Xiu did not continue to give him vegetables.
The relatives of the Luo family looked at the details. From these details, it became clear that Meng Yang was now in the Luo family.
Many relatives have come today. Meng Yang has rested after the ancestor sacrifice. Naturally, he cannot return to the yard to hide after eating, and inevitably have to talk to those relatives or listen to them. What they want to say, this is Luo Family's ancestral house, Meng Yang himself should be polite and polite, and other words will follow them.
In the afternoon, the tributes were distributed to everyone again. The tribute in the ancestral hall was distributed to the relatives of the Luo family, and the tribute in the courtyard was distributed to the people in the town. Then Meng Yang found an excuse to go back to the courtyard to rest.
Luo Xiu also returned to the courtyard and sat down next to Meng Yang, watching him and asking, "Are you tired?"
"One thing." Meng Yang patted the child gently.
Luo Xiu kissed on Meng Yang's forehead and said, "Go to bed early tonight, and take you to go out tomorrow."
"Really?" Meng Yang looked at him and asked, "Aren't we going back tomorrow?"
"Leaving at noon tomorrow, you can go out for a stroll in the morning. The air in the morning is good. We took the child for a walk and let him see what he has never seen before." Luo Xiu said.
"Okay." Meng Yang said with a smile.
Meng Yang took a nap at noon, and went to bed early again at night. He got up early the next day, and walked with Luo Xiu and his children in the town.
Luo Xiu took Meng Yang's hand and walked to the front. The babysitter pushed the stroller and followed, and there were many bodyguards beside him.
The morning of the town is quiet and beautiful. Walking on the stone road, looking at the old houses on both sides, you can't help but relax. This is a good place to enjoy a slow life. Because it is the off-season of tourism, there are not many tourists in the town, they are all residents who live here
Meng Yang stopped in front of a small shop, picked up a rattle, went to the stroller and squatted down to tease the child.
"Baby watching this, do you like it?" Meng Yang asked with a rattle.
Luo Junye, who was more than two months old, didn't seem interested in the rattle in Meng Yang's hands. His eyes looked at the rotating colorful windmills.
Meng Yang turned his head and gave Luo Xiu a windmill for him.
After Meng Yang took the windmill, he looked at the child and asked, "Do you like this? That windmill is for you, the rattle is for me, and my father will buy it for us, okay?"
Meng Yang inserted the windmill in the stroller, played with a rattle, and walked along with Luo Xiu to watch.
There was a stall selling breakfast at the roadside. Meng Yang felt that the bone soup cooked on the stall smelled good, so he took Luo Xiu to sit down and asked for a bowl of wonton.
After Wonton came up, Meng Yang and Luo Xiu divided their meals. Meng Yang only drank the soup and asked Luo Xiu to eat both Wonton.
Seeing that he loves to drink, Luo Xiu asked, "Drink another bowl of soup?"
Meng Yang shook his head and said: "It's so delicious to eat, but it's not so delicious just to drink soup."
What Meng Yang enjoys is sitting on the roadside with Luo Xiu and sharing the happiness of eating the same bowl of wonton instead of this bowl of wonton and the soup itself being particularly delicious.
After eating the wonton, the two held hands and continued to walk. On the way, they saw some small snacks. Meng Yang had to ask Luo Xiu to buy it for him. , Only enjoy this process.
The corner of Meng Yang's mouth was always smiling, and Luo Xiu felt happy whenever he saw that Meng Yang was happy.
"Wait in the future, can I do this often, wandering around in such a beautiful town, and find a place where no one knows us, only the two of us." Meng Yang said.
Luo Xiu said: "As long as you want, you don't have to wait for the future, you can do it now."
"Let's wait for the children to be older, when you and I are not so busy." Meng Yang turned to look at him and said: "The Cheng family's affairs have not been resolved, and I have not graduated. We can also enjoy this slow life with occasional peace of mind. "
Luo Xiu looked at him and nodded.
People gradually increased, and many residents of the town ran to see them both. Meng Yang did not want to be watched, so he went back with Luo Xiu. After lunch, the two of them took the children back to the city.
There will be a batch of new spices in the aromatherapy branch. Meng Yang went to the spice warehouse to classify all the spices according to their quality. For them, it is both learning and work.
Meng Yang once again participated in the classification of rare and precious spices. His classification method still only picks up the spices to see and smell. Other masters need to cut some of the raw materials to burn, and observe the smoke and smell the burning smell before they can determine the quality of the spices, because the smell of the raw material itself is very different from the smell after burning. But since it is a rare and precious spice, even if it is only a little, it is also very precious. It can only be confirmed after everything has been burned, and it is very wasteful to accumulate it.
Meng Yang made a record on the label paper, and then affixed it to the wooden box, and then the staff took it to the masters, cut some and burned it, to see whether Meng Yang judged the quality to be correct. The quality is judged correctly, then all the precious spices sent after this quarter will be directly classified by Meng Yang.
Although it is not a big right in the aromatherapy branch, it is a very important work. Usually, the masters are fighting for this thing. And the more precious spices he is exposed to, 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, and you will not have much left when you cut it."
The director of the management of the spice warehouse and the director of the finance department, every time they watched the masters cut these rare spices, it was as uncomfortable as cutting the meat in their hearts, so cutting them a little bit is also worth a lot of money, and it is also rich Hard to buy.
These masters naturally do not want to cut too much, but there are too few ways to determine the quality, and the quality cannot be determined without confirmation.
After all the rare aromatherapy treatments were confirmed, the quality judged by Meng Yang was completely correct, and there was nothing wrong with it.
The director of management said to the director of the finance department: "It's too wasteful to do this every time. After letting Meng Yang confirm it later, let's choose a few samples for random check. It's not necessary to do all the burning."
The director of the finance department nodded: "I'll tell the chairman about this."
When they thought of the spice they had wasted before, they burned it in vain, and they felt very distressed. There are people like Meng Yang who have such a high sense of smell, and they can save a lot of rare spices in the future.
Those 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 have nothing to say. Even they couldn't help but envy, Meng Yang could have such a sensitive sense of smell and such a high sense of smell.
When Lin Songtai saw that Meng Yang was already over there, he asked Meng Yang to watch Wu Feng and they did not make a mistake. They sat down and drank tea.
Wu Feng complained to Meng Yang: "This color product is relatively easy to recognize, but the description of the smell in the book is too abstract, it is really difficult to feel."
"Because the smell is originally an abstract, it is already very difficult to describe it." Meng Yang smiled and said: "Each object has its own unique smell, these smells represent the experience of an object For example, these plants, how long they have been exposed to light, how much water they have absorbed, what kind of soil and environment they have grown, how much natural nutrients they have gained, and after it has grown up, what has someone done to it, It ’s all reflected in the smell and it ’s impossible to falsify. "
"Speaking of counterfeiting," Wu Feng said: "Isn't it often heard that someone makes fake precious spices to deceive people? There are also fake expensive perfumes and the like. There are also cheap perfumes made of chemical liquids, which are obviously used It ’s not good for your health, but some people think it ’s good and cheap, so I still use it. ”
"This is the difference between understanding and not understanding." Meng Yang said: "Just like we classify these spices according to quality here, after learning and practice, some people will know how to distinguish the quality from the smell, without I do n’t even know how to learn and practice, so I do n’t know how to distinguish it. Whether it ’s true or false perfume or perfume, it ’s the same. People who understand can distinguish, people who do n’t understand ca n’t distinguish. There are also differences, because the smell itself is not deceptive, it depends on whether you have the ability to distinguish. "
Wu Feng nodded, and thought Meng Yang made sense.
Meng Yang put Wu Feng in the basket and took out the dry sticks. After a little smell, he put it in another basket and told Wu Feng some tips for distinguishing the smell.
Wu Feng listened carefully and felt that what Meng Yang said was much easier to understand than what the teacher said in the book. The people around him also listened carefully and slowly connected to Jun Chen ’s side. People also slowed down their movements, secretly listening to the content of Meng Yang. The masters found out and said nothing, because Meng Yang did speak very well.
"Masters, good news!" Vice President Sun walked in from the outside quickly and said with a little emotion: "The President just received the news from the General Assembly, this academic exchange meeting with the foreign psychotherapy team, It ’s already decided on the side of the general meeting. Let our branch take charge of this exchange meeting. "
"Really? Didn't the Beiyun branch have more hope?" A master asked.
"Of course it is true, it has been determined, and the president will start to make arrangements. The masters can also prepare for it, and the meeting will be held in an hour." Vice President Sun said.
This academic exchange meeting is very important. Their branches and other branches are working hard to actively strive for it. Now it is determined that they have won opportunities in their branches. Not only are the masters very happy, but also the students and other members are very happy. Because of this start, there will be more benefits in the future.
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