"It's out! It's out!" Xue Shao looked at the light yellow liquid dripping from the mouth of the tube, and immediately shouted excitedly.

"Quick! Continue to add water!" Zhang Zong saw the distilled liquid and smelled the charming fragrance. He immediately shouted excitedly. He poured the water into the upper layer of the still, using the flow of water to speed up the condensation of the steam, so that essential oils can be dripped out.

Following Zhang Zong's instructions, Xue Shao, who was standing on the stool, also quickly poured water into the upper container. There was an opening under the container that could flow back into the large tank below, while Zhang Zong handed water to Xue Shao below.

A few days ago, jasmine flowers bloomed on a large scale, and the aroma of jasmine enveloped the entire flower garden. In order to leave this fragrance, Zhang Zong decided to use distillation to make essential oils. Xue Shao was also very interested, so he came to help.

As time goes by, the amount of essential oil distilled is getting smaller and smaller. Although Zhang Zong has picked so many flowers, the oil yield rate of this thing is extremely low. It is said that hundreds of flowers can only steam a drop of essential oil. So in the end, Zhang Zong looked at the porcelain bottle that was collecting oil and found that there was only a small amount of essential oil inside, which was only one-third of the bottle at most.

"That's the only one?" Xue Shao looked at the essential oil at the bottom of the bottle and said with a look of disappointment. Although this thing exudes a charming fragrance, it is too small to give it to someone.

"There are already quite a lot. Come here, I'll make you something good!" Zhang Zong smiled with satisfaction. After saying that, he took Xue Shao to the west side of his living room. This place was already used as a place for experimentation. There were many materials with unknown uses on the shelf next to him.

Zhang Zong took out a porcelain bottle from the shelf. When he opened the stopper at the bottle mouth, Xue Shao immediately smelled a pungent smell, which made him scream: "Brother Shi, you don't let me drink, but you hide your wine. The smell of wine is too strong!"

"This is called alcohol. It is made by putting ordinary wine in a distillation and concentrating it. Only two jars of wine are steamed out like this. If you really drink it, the intestines and stomach may be a bit exaggerated, but it will definitely not feel good!" Zhang Zong smiled and shook the alcohol in his hand. The smell of alcohol in the whole room became stronger.

In fact, what Zhang Zong’s hand was not pure alcohol, but it definitely exceeded the concentration of medical alcohol. He dipped a little with chopsticks and put it on his tongue, but the whole tongue became numb and he couldn’t taste any taste for a long time. This thing is definitely not something that people drink.

When Xue Shao heard this, he came forward and smelled it curiously. As a result, he was so smothered by the smell of the nose that he was sucking back two times. He immediately covered his nose and said, "This is too unpleasant. It is completely opposite to the essential oil we made just now. Brother Shi, what are you doing with it?"

"You will know soon!" Zhang Zong smiled mysteriously at this time, and then slowly poured the alcohol into the essential oil.

The aroma of essential oils is very strong, and even when they are too close, it is a bit scented, and the smell of alcohol is even more pungent. However, when the two liquids are mixed together, the pungent smell of alcohol disappears, and the fragrance of essential oils becomes calm.

The essential oil distilled by Zhang Zong is not pure jasmine essential oil. During the distillation, he added some citrus and citronella to the flowers. As long as the mixed essential oil is diluted by alcohol, it immediately becomes a simple perfume.

"Hey, this smell... is so fragrant!" Xue Shao then put his nose on the perfume bottle, then took a deep breath and said intoxicatedly that the perfume smell was not a simple jasmine fragrance, but a mixture of other spices. Anyway, it smelled refreshing and much stronger than the sachets he used before.

"This is called perfume. When used, you only need to apply it to the back of your ears or the inside of your wrist." Zhang Zong said as he demonstrated it to Xue Shao, and Xue Shao immediately applied it on his body with great enthusiasm.

In ancient times, men were actually quite scented, especially noble children like Xue Shao, who not only wore sachets all year round, but also had to be incense-filled by maids, so he received perfume very quickly.

After applying it, Xue Shao incited his sleeves a few times, smelled the fragrance emitted from his body and showed an intoxicated expression again, saying: "This fragrance is elegant and quiet, and you don't need to wear extra sachets. If you take it on the market like soap, it will definitely cause people to snatch it!"

"Then don't think about it. Look at how many petals we used to make such a little perfume. This thing is impossible to make on a large scale. At most, it is to make some of it yourself for use, or give it to others!" Zhang Zong shook his head without hesitation. With the current production conditions, it is impossible to produce perfume on a large scale. Even before industrialization in later generations, perfume has always been a luxury among the nobles.

"Send me to someone?" Xue Shao's eyes lit up when he heard Zhang Zong's words, and then he grabbed the perfume bottle and said, "Brother Shi, why not give me this perfume, anyway, no one can give it to you!"

"No one can give it to you~No one can give it to you~" Xue Shao's inadvertent words penetrated Zhang Zong's heart like a sharp blade.

You think the most tragic thing is that you travel through time, but you can't find anything? In fact, what's really tragic is that you have created many things, but you don't even have the recipients to give them. I think Zhang Zong is quite good-looking, and now he is not short of money, but there is not even a woman around you, and no one can give them any perfume.

"Take it~Take it, don't let me see it again!" Zhang Zong said with a sad and angry look on his face, covering his chest.

"Brother Xie Shi, I will treat you to dinner in two days!" Xue Shao shouted happily, then ran away happily with the perfume bottle.

It was getting late at this time. Zhang Zong cleaned the distiller and then ate supper and prepared to rest. However, at this moment, he suddenly heard someone knocking on the gate of the courtyard, which made Zhang Zong stunned. Now there should be a curfew, so why would anyone come to him?

With doubts in his heart, Zhang Zong came to the door and looked out through the gap. What he didn't expect was that Li Hong and a few confidants outside the door made him hurriedly open the door: "Crown Prince, why are you here?"

"Let's talk about it later!" Li Hong's mood seemed not very high at this time, and even his face was covered in haze. He seemed to be in an extremely bad mood.

Zhang Zong was full of doubts at this time. Li Hong had promised to conceal his connection with him before, so he should not come to him easily, but now he suddenly came to the door. Could it be that something happened?

Zhang Zong asked Li Hong to come in, and then closed the door. Li Hong's several confidants immediately scattered around the yard to guard the guards. Li Hong quickly walked into the living room. Zhang Zong asked him to sit down and bring tea. Li Hong drank it and smiled bitterly: "I originally wanted to get drunk, but when I think of my illness, I finally decided to come to talk to you!"

"What are the troubles about the prince?" Zhang Zong also sat opposite Li Hong and asked.

"It can't be said to be a troublesome thing, but my heart is dead, so I can't be annoyed!" Li Hong smiled bitterly again at this time, and his eyes seemed to contain endless pain.

"Is my heart dead?" Zhang Zong frowned when he heard this, not understanding what Li Hong meant?

"It is common saying that a tiger will not eat any food, but sometimes people's hearts are even more poisonous than tigers. I used to be a little unbelievable, but now I believe it!" Li Hong said bitterly again at this time.

Zhang Zong didn't know what to say at this time, so he could only remain silent.

"Zhang Zong, do you believe that a mother will have murderous intentions towards her son?" Li Hong suddenly looked up at Zhang Zong and asked.

Zhang Zong also felt a little moved when he heard this. Finally guessed the reason why Li Hong was so abnormal. He thought for a moment before speaking: "From the original point of view, I don't want to believe this kind of thing, but sometimes there are indeed things that mother and son are fraught with each other."

"Yes, mother and son are fraught with each other. The simple four words are full of blood. No matter how much I hated her and blamed her before, I never thought she would be so heartless, but today I finally saw her clearly!" Li Hong said at the end, his whole body trembled, and his right hand suddenly covered his chest.

"Prince, take medicine!" Zhang Zong saw that Li Hong was sick, and immediately stepped forward to support him and said, "Correctional heart disease is easily affected by emotions. Now Li Hong's emotions are so intense that it is normal to cause the disease."

"No...no, no, what's this pain!" Li Hong forced himself to refuse to take the medicine. Even though his whole body was shaking and his face was extremely pale, he was more mentally distressed than physical pain, and he even hoped to use physical pain to divert mentally.

Seeing Li Hong's stubborn appearance, Zhang Zong was also helpless. Although he didn't know what happened, looking at Li Hong's painful appearance, it must be Wu Meiniang who did something, and this incident greatly hurt Li Hong's feelings.

After a long time, Li Hong's angina pectoris slowly calmed down, and he finally calmed down a little. He breathed a long sigh and smiled bitterly again: "I'll make you laugh!"

"Happiness, anger, sorrow and happiness are human nature. It is the same for anyone. The prince doesn't have to take it to heart?" Zhang Zong said in a plain tone.

However, Li Hong did not listen to any comforting words. He was silent for a moment, and finally said in a terrible tone: "Do you know, today she convinced her father to go to Luoyang to escape the summer heat, and I also want to accompany him!"

"The queen knows that your condition is controlled?" This is Zhang Zong's first reaction when he heard the above words.

"The key is here. I concealed the medicine you gave me, and I have also pretended to be sick several times, so she couldn't know that my condition was controlled!" Li Hong sneered and said again.

"What?" Zhang Zong stood up suddenly when he heard this.

If Wu Meiniang didn't know that Li Hong's condition was getting better, and the most important thing about Li Hong's illness was to rest, then she now asked Li Hong to drag her sick body to Luoyang. The journey was exhausted, which was very likely to aggravate Li Hong's condition. What was her intention?
Chapter completed!