At the end of autumn, the leaves in the courtyard were yellowing and withered, with a decadent decay, and the lowered temperature gave a bitter chill.
Inside the house, incense was burning, green smoke curled up.
“Master, this is the finest tea shipped from the capital,” Wei Pengsheng respectfully said, “Can it suit the taste? I will send more to Wesley Temple.”
“Thank you,” Wen Shu said lightly, “no need.”
Wei’s family is the largest merchant in Jian’an City, with a wealth of wealth, a pile of gold and jade, and more friendships with officials. Because of this power, he has also invited several times to hear the skills, and there are banquets and requests.
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