Chapter 163 Only handmade products can give them soul
After Su Nian said goodbye to Ye Yao, she hurried back to the dormitory. As soon as she entered the door, she rushed to the table without even taking a breath, and eagerly opened the computer to check the account.
When the number representing the credit points appeared clearly in front of her eyes, her heart skipped a beat, and her eyes were filled with disbelief and surprise. The 2200 credit points from selling flowers and the 14 credit points from 1400 packs of aromatherapy were neatly arranged in the account, a total of 3600 credit points!
"Oh my god, I made so much money!" Su Nian's voice trembled slightly, and she covered her mouth with her hands unconsciously. Her eyes were moistened instantly. For her who had grown up from the grassroots, this amount of money was a huge sum of money.
After her excitement subsided a little, Su Nian slowly sat down on the chair, her thoughts drifting to the past. "When I was on the garbage planet, I had to fight for a few credit points. Now on the first planet, there are more opportunities." She murmured to herself, her eyes showing both the regret for the hardships in the past and the gratitude for the current luck.
However, she quickly pulled herself out of her memories and looked at the cabinet with a determined look. Thinking of her tuition fee of 25 credit points, she couldn't help biting her lip lightly, but the worry in her eyes was instantly replaced by determination.
"Since I succeeded this time, it means I still have more possibilities!" Su Nian secretly encouraged himself, his inner fighting spirit was like a burning bonfire, burning stronger and stronger.
She stood up and walked to the cabinet, slowly opened the door with awe, carefully took out the remaining materials from the cabinet, and then tiptoed back to the table and sat down.
Su Nian's eyes became extremely focused, as if the whole world was just her and the materials in front of her. She first placed the materials neatly on the table one by one, and her serious look was like a soldier checking his equipment before embarking on an important journey.
She stretched out her slender but powerful fingers, gently picked up a petal that exuded a faint fragrance, placed it in her palm, and felt its texture and temperature. Then, she picked up a small stone mortar and pestle, put the petal in it, and began to grind it slowly.
Her movements were gentle and rhythmic, and each one was filled with her efforts and expectations. The stone pestle slowly turned in the mortar, making a subtle and even friction sound, like an ancient and mysterious ballad. Su Nian's eyes were always fixed on the mortar, not missing any subtle changes.
Fine beads of sweat gradually oozed out of her forehead, and she didn't bother to wipe them off, letting them slide down her cheeks. Her lips were slightly pursed, showing her inner persistence and determination.
"Only those that are purely handmade can be given soul." Su Nian thought to himself, and his hands moved more and more cautiously, as if he was casting a mysterious spell.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment, only Su Nian and the materials in her hands were having a silent communication.
After a long time, the initial grinding work was finally completed. Su Nian gently put down the stone pestle and breathed a long sigh of relief. She raised her hand and gently wiped the sweat on her forehead with her sleeve, revealing a tired but satisfied smile on her face.
She carefully examined the ground material, as if examining a precious work of art. Then, she began the next step of fine processing. She picked up a pair of delicate tweezers and sorted and screened the ground material bit by bit to remove impurities.
Su Nian's fingers danced flexibly, and the tweezers in her hands were like a magical wand, completing every movement accurately. Her eyes were focused and pious, as if she was injecting life force into these materials.
The evening breeze blew, gently ruffling her hair, but she was not affected at all and was still immersed in her own creation.
Finally, after a long and careful production, 100 small aromatherapy products appeared in front of her. These aromatherapy products were delicate and lovely, exuding charming fragrances. The surface of each aromatherapy product seemed to have a layer of faint spiritual fluctuations, which was the result of Su Nian's hard work and efforts.
Su Nian carefully divided them into 20 bags, leaving 6 bags out to give to his friends. "This is a new flavor, I hope they will like it too." Su Nian smiled and said to himself.