Pan Zi'an saw the little girl's brilliant smile and his own mood instantly brightened. He laughed heartily, "Quick, sit down. How did we start talking business right away without even having a sip of tea?"
The group settled down in the circular chairs, and a boy servant served the tea. Pan Zi'an got up and took out several silver notes from a drawer in the bookshelf and handed them to Qian Yixiu.
Qian Yixiu checked and saw they were correct, so she put them in her purse.
After chatting and laughing for a while, Qian Yixiu mentioned that her shop had a bottle of perfume made from the Dragon Fragrance Tree, which was especially suitable for a mature gentleman of many talents with plenty of silver like Mr. Pan.
This really piqued Pan Zi'an's interest, and he reproached with a chuckle, "If you had such a good thing, why didn't you bring it along? I have also had perfume made from the Dragon Fragrance Tree a few times before, but it was always from Persia."
