Chapter Thirty-Three: Top Quality Perfume
"Perfume", a bright light flashed in Zhang Huban's mind. It had been almost four months since he entered the world, and especially in bars, he had come into contact with many different types of women. The importance of perfume to women was something that Zhang Huban knew very well.
Since he had decided that giving perfume was a good idea, Zhang Huban naturally prepared to take action immediately. Good perfumes are very expensive, and Zhang Huban was still very aware of this point. Last time, Fatty Hu Zhiming spent almost 2,000 yuan to buy a bottle of Chanel that was said to be pretty good in order to pursue a fat girl. Although Zhang Huban owned countless treasures worth a fortune, in a certain sense, he was also a very poor college student. He rarely had more than 1,000 yuan in his pocket, otherwise, he wouldn't have to work part-time at the bar. Therefore, buying perfume at the mall was unrealistic for Zhang Huban, who was economically strained. However, this did not deter Zhang Huban. Don't forget that he was a master of fetal movement, more knowledgeable about plants than a botany expert. Perfume is nothing but the extraction of different plant juices and then processed into it. Although many chemical synthesis methods are now used to manufacture perfumes, how can those perfumes be compared with purely natural perfumes?
Dragon's saliva, thousand-year-old agarwood, ten-thousand-year-old snow lotus... Some precious plants that drive people crazy occasionally appear in Zhang Hu's palm. The fragrance of the fragrant mist wafts through the air above Zhang Hu, and dew-like droplets rise from those precious plants, defying the earth's gravity, gathering like fog on Zhang Hu's palm, slowly filling with fragrance. The misty water, as if drawn by an enormous force, converges and eventually forms a crystal-clear droplet, about the size of a quail egg, suspended in mid-air above Zhang Hu's palm.
A flawless, crystal-clear, and radiant piece of jade, refracting a kaleidoscope of colors under the sunlight, floated in mid-air. Zhang Hu Pan lightly whispered an incantation, tracing a few lines with his fingers in the empty space. The jade suddenly began to spin rapidly in mid-air, radiating a dazzling display of colorful lights under the sun's rays. If Liu Xi Zhen were to see this now, she would surely be stunned by the mysterious and wondrous world of colors before her eyes, but unfortunately, she was still oblivious, busy washing up.
Soon, the Wannian crystal was crafted by Zhang Huban's unparalleled magical power into a radiant, crystal-clear conical container. If a master craftsman of diamonds and jewelry had seen the radiant crystal container in Zhang Huban's hand at that time, he would have regarded it as a divine stroke of genius, an extraordinary masterpiece beyond this world. Without any traces of processing, it seemed to be completely natural, yet it perfectly demonstrated the principles of optics, allowing light to be fully reflected on the crystal container.
A quail egg-sized perfume aggregate floated in the air, differentiating into a transparent and delicate stream that flowed continuously into a crystal container. The "quail egg" suspended in the air gradually became smaller and eventually disappeared, leaving behind a faint fragrance that refreshed both body and mind, filling the space. A crystal container filled with precious perfume stood quietly on Zhang Hu's palm, radiating light, and through the crystal, one could see the clear and transparent perfume. The combination of the perfume and the crystal container looked perfect and noble, making it impossible for anyone to escape its temptation. Zhang Hu seemed very satisfied with his impromptu gift idea. Smiling, he glanced at the perfume in his hand and then put it into his pocket, preparing a surprise for Liu Xi Zhen.
Liu Xi Zhen hadn't felt the warmth of family since her father passed away. Every time she went out with her father to exercise or hike, she would rush upstairs to take a shower while her father busied himself preparing delicious meals. Now, as she was taking a shower upstairs, there was also a man downstairs cooking lunch for her, and the scene felt eerily similar. Although this man was just a freshman in college, the warmth of family still strongly touched Liu Xi Zhen's heart, causing tears to flow down her face before being washed away by the running water. The hardships of life - her uncle's bullying, her boyfriend's abandonment, raising her daughter alone - had taught Liu Xi Zhen to be strong and wear a mask in front of others over the years. But only when she was with Zhang Hu Pan, this freshman who made her feel so at ease, did she inexplicably feel a sense of relaxation, freedom, and warmth, recovering some of the femininity that was unique to women.
When Liu Xi Zhen appeared at the staircase, her natural and unadorned beauty was so captivating that it made Zhang Hu Pan, a hundred-year-old man, forget everything. He stared straight at Liu Xi Zhen who was walking towards him with elegance and charm.
"Bookworm, you've never seen a beauty before!" Yu Xiuzhen coquettishly gave Zhang Huban a sideways glance and scolded.
"No, no, no!" The current Zhang Huban has none of the demeanor of a Yuan Ying period master. If a Wu Dang disciple saw their ancestor acting so foolishly and losing his composure like this, who knows if they would choose to leave the sect voluntarily.
"Ahah!" Seeing Zhang Huban so flustered, Liu Xizhen couldn't help but tremble with excitement. Although she knew that Zhang Huban was just a freshman boy, while she was an older single mother, and there was an unbridgeable gap between them, Liu Xizhen still felt extremely happy.
As a master of the early Yuan Dynasty, the highest existence of Wudang Sect, when did Zhang Huban become so flustered, let alone in front of a beauty? Of course, that time on Mount Wudang doesn't count. Even if Zhang Huban had already been invincible and his face could withstand bullet attacks, he couldn't help but flush with embarrassment.
Suddenly, Liu Xiangzhen's cute little nose sniffed, and then hurriedly searched for the source of the fragrance with her eyes. When her gaze landed on the Hangzhou dish placed on the dinner table, which was full of color, fragrance, taste, and shape, she completely disregarded her image, let out a "ah" cry, and rushed downstairs to the dinner table. She stared at the delicious food in front of her, and tears moistened her beautiful eyes. After a while, she suddenly turned around and quickly kissed Zhang Huban's cheek. Although Zhang Huban had the ability to dodge this sudden kiss, he didn't make any embarrassing moves. However, the lingering lip print on his cheek left Zhang Huban, who had never experienced such a romantic encounter before, in a state of confusion and blankness.
On that side, Zhang Huban was still standing like a wooden man, while on this side, Liu Xizhen was like a mischievous little girl, cheering and jumping up high, then completely disregarding her identity, she quickly picked up a piece of braised pork ribs with her slender jade-like hands and stuffed it into her cherry-red mouth, "om nom nom" eating away. In the end, she even forgot to withdraw her jade finger from her small mouth, seductively sucking on it. Poor Zhang Huban had not yet recovered from the intoxicating kiss earlier, and was again stunned by the beautiful woman's unrefined yet alluring way of eating.
"It's so delicious, I've never had such a delicious braised pork ribs in my life! You not becoming a chef is really a waste!" With his mouth full of pork ribs, he sucked on his fingers and muttered to Zhang Huban.
Although he was confident in his skills with a hundred years of experience, Zhang Hu Pan still put down the heart that had been hanging when he heard Liu Xi Zhen's praise, and secretly rejoiced in his heart. Smiling, he said: "It's just so-so, as long as you like it, Sister Xi Zhen, I'll often cook it for you to eat!"
"Really?!" Upon hearing Zhang Huban say this, Liu Xiuzhen unexpectedly revealed a little girl's expression, gazing at Zhang Huban with eyes full of hope.
Who can resist the gaze of a beautiful woman full of expectation? Even if he is a master in the middle period of Yuan Ying, he cannot. This is why Comrade Zhang Huban hurriedly guaranteed that he would cook more dishes and do more housework, almost to the point of making a vow.
