Beta cannon fodder just wants to make perfume

Although Zhang Yun's life is very hard, she obviously still reveals her aesthetic taste in the gaps. She also has pursuits in her life. Coincidentally, perfume, apart from being a placebo in this world, is essentially about this pursuit.

So Zhu Fu felt that she could accept a perfume, but she had never come into contact with it before and didn't know where to start.

This rose can be used as a breakthrough point. Firstly, it can be connected to the image of rose in Zhang Yun's mind. Secondly, as a floral fragrance, it is very commonly used in this world. From another perspective, it is more easily accepted by the public and will not cause Zhang Yun, who is in contact with perfume for the first time, to resist.

Another part is to select the intention of this house. Zhang Yun obviously cares about her family. This house, as a home for the future, can naturally connect with her emotions...

After Zhang Yun finished his work and delivered the order, the two started chatting again.

"They are all ordered by neighbors who are waiting for dinner after get off work. I can cook more dishes than the cooking robot, so they won't get tired of it easily."

Zhang Yun even specially left some rice balls and dumplings for Zhu Fu. Zhu Fu took a bite, and the salty and fresh filling along with the aroma of rice spread in her mouth. She opened her mouth and let out a breath.

"good to eat!"

No wonder she can get such business. For someone like her who eats white people's food every day, she feels alive when she suddenly eats this.

"Sister, you have so many things to do, but you are still so good at cooking?"

Zhang Yun smiled. "I thought about it when I wasn't busy before. The conditions outside are not good and cooking robots are easy to be stolen, so I thought about making it myself at home."

"Have you ever thought about expanding this business? In fact, not only in District H, but also in several other middle districts, there are many people who have such needs."

"I don't have time to do more. My job is pretty good. If it weren't for this job, I wouldn't be able to come to District H. I rely on this to pay my mortgage."

Zhu Fu analyzed silently in her mind, so cooking is also important to Zhang Yun, and some mellow, grain-like aroma should be added, but there is still something missing, based on her profession?

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Zong Xiangsheng was staring at the real-time footage in the background. When he saw Zhu Fu chatting with a lower-class woman in a cramped and messy room, he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

At this time, several other guests were showing off the glamorous side of their work and life, trying to use this opportunity to show their best side to the audience. Only Zhang Yun had no intention of doing so.

"This is the lost lamb who has no career of his own and cannot see the opportunity that is right in front of him."

Looking at his apprentice who was tasting wine with the guests, Zong Xiangsheng couldn't help feeling pleased. This troublemaker would never bring them any trouble again. The ultimate beneficiaries would definitely be them, the master and the apprentice. This grand competition would just serve as a nourishment for their fame.

Maybe he should start conceiving new products now. After the game, there will inevitably be a group of new people who are curious about perfume and become consumers. He also has to grab the attention of this new customer base as much as possible. Who would dislike increasing their money and fame?
……

"Then I won't disturb your rest. Please come tomorrow. It's worth it to see a perfume that's just for you, right?"

Zhu Fu left Zhang Yun's home and returned to the designated resting place near the stadium. It was impossible for her to rest as there were only six hours left before the start of the preparation. She had to select the most suitable combination plan as soon as possible according to the needs, finalize the list of main ingredients and auxiliary ingredients, and the final preparation plan.

The main fragrance notes have been determined, and the next thing to pay attention to is the degree of dominance and the integration.

"If you want to choose grains, just choose Jingu tea. It has a strong grain aroma and is easy to extract and fix..."

"The rose should be lighter, but long-lasting. Let me think... N907 Starry Big Leaf Rose Grass?"

No matter what people outside thought, Zhu Fu sat in the lounge with her knees hugged, deducing and finalizing the recipe bit by bit.

When the sky turned pale, she finally felt hungry and opened the door of the lounge.

"Hello, where can I get breakfast nearby?"

Under the guidance of the staff, Zhu Fu filled her stomach and returned to the lounge to wait, but she did not see Cang Weiran who was just about to go out. He was staring at her relaxed back, feeling hesitant.

In the end, Cang Weiran made a decision. He raised his hand to call the staff waiting outside, "You will be there later..." Time passed quickly, and Zhu Fu entered the competition venue on time, walked to his own perfume making room, and began to apply for materials.

Fatigue inevitably appeared on the faces of several competitors. The arrangement of this match was indeed high-intensity. Unless someone was lazy and used a ready-made recipe, it would take a long night to get through it. Now their spirits were a little sluggish, but they still had to prepare the perfume and force themselves to stand here, so they avoided unnecessary greetings and wasted their energy.

Everything was ready. Zhu Fu pulled up his sleeves and prepared to start working. However, when he took out his gloves and put them on, he suddenly felt that the touch was not right, and the skin on his fingertips began to tingle and hurt.

Someone moved the gloves!

It must be that the staff member bumped into her just now and was helping her pick up the dropped items. They were able to do something in such a tight time, and did it before she arrived at the competition venue, just because they didn't want to give her the chance to find out. There must be someone behind this!
Zhu Fu's mind suddenly exploded, and she subconsciously took off her gloves and threw them away. However, the gloves she had used on her hands and feet had caused an allergic reaction in her. The burning pain began to spread from her fingers to her entire wrist. Her hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

Looking directly at his hand covered with red spots, Zhu Fu felt his breathing become irregular and his head started to feel hot and dizzy.

Zhu Fu pinched her arm to stay awake for a moment using the pain. Her mind started working at high speed. Now she couldn't complete the task normally. She didn't want to use the golden finger. After all, mixing perfume was also a pleasure for her. If everything was done by the golden finger, the pleasure of the process would be lost.

But she has no choice but to do so now. Having come this far, she cannot not complete the competition. Whether she withdraws or completes it perfunctorily, it will cause public opinion problems and make people doubt her true level. All the previous praise will turn into doubts and weigh on her. Given that her store address is transparent, there is a high probability that this will affect her business until it goes bankrupt, and other cooperation will be excluded due to risk avoidance due to reputation issues.

So she may not win, but the results she delivers must be able to demonstrate her true level.

Not knowing when the allergy symptoms would subside, she could only think of one solution - practice repeatedly.

After practicing in the virtual laboratory, she became able to mix the fragrance with her eyes closed. She could clearly understand the key points of each step and fall in love with it without any mistakes. This was the only way to minimize the influence of the feel. It happened that the golden finger could get the result directly across time. The flow of time was also different. She had no problem practicing for forty or fifty times. The shortest operation time for this fragrance should be one and a half hours, so she still had three and a half hours.

Having made the decision, Zhu Fu immediately sat down next to the operating table and immersed himself in the virtual incense-making room.

[What happened to Zhu Fu? She closed her eyes. Wasn't she preparing just now? ]

[Strange, it seems like her hands are red, the camera was shaking too fast just now, so I can’t see clearly]

[Just give up on yourself, they've already slept together, let's just break up, she can't possibly win]

[Sister Fu is not that kind of person! Don’t talk nonsense! ]

[See for yourself, it's as if someone is slandering her. She just doesn't want to compete properly. I find it strange that she can get to this point. This is the top ten in the intermediate level. How long does she think she has been in the industry to surpass so many people? ]

Cang Weiran noticed that Zhu Fu's position was still, and a smile of victory appeared on his face, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. The gloves were indeed the key. Since he often wore them, they were a necessity. Without this key item, he would have to see how he could accomplish it. The fat woman was already horrible, and with the influence of the gloves, he would be able to pay a publicity fee and send this poor beta out of this industry soon. Thinking about it, there was still some pity~
Maybe then I can sign with the company and work as a hidden developer?
Regardless of what the audience and the scene thought, whether with good intentions or bad intentions, Zhu Fu was now concentrating on debugging in the laboratory.

Her condition was consistent with that of the outside world, so she could only endure the pain and discomfort, picking up the tools to try again and again, without thinking about who was behind it. She was just weighing the pros and cons. Now the most important thing was to maintain "normal performance". Other things could be dealt with slowly, but incompetent people didn't even have the bargaining chips to be held accountable, so she had to get through this first.

Three and a half hours later, Zhu Fu opened her eyes on time, took out the soaked materials, and began to process them with her bare hands. The discomfort was still there, but the pain seemed to have lessened a little, and it also seemed that she had become numb from the pain.

Zhu Fu, who never liked to use tools, gritted her teeth and stuffed in all the parts that could be processed by the equipment. The extremely uncomfortable strong touch almost made her subconsciously want to throw it away, but all she could do was to configure it step by step with trembling and red hands. Occasionally, a few drops of liquid were exposed, and she had to adjust her hands as usual to ensure the accuracy of the amount, and then judge the state of the liquid under her hands through the process that had been engraved in her mind.

At this point, most of the judges had already noticed the problem here. Liszt had already rushed over to question the organizer's flawed process arrangements and temporarily asked the organizer to stop making unfavorable assumptions about Zhu Fu in the commentary.

Time passed by little by little, and the situation on Zhu Fu's side remained under control, slowly moving towards the final scene.

Zhu Fu decided on a gear-shaped perfume bottle with a red rose engraved in the middle. From a distance, it looks like a rose being nourished by a gear. For the ribbon tied around the neck of the bottle, Zhu Fu also chose a classic wheat ear pattern. The low-key grain yellow blends smoothly into the entire color tone and also connects the rose's soft gear stamp, making the bottle harmonious.

By the time she finished bottling the product, there were only thirty seconds left before the deadline. She hadn't even tried the scent of the finished product, so whether the perfume could meet her expectations was a matter of debate.

At this time, Zhang Yun, who had hurriedly taken half a day off, rushed to the scene in his work clothes.

(End of this chapter)