Mr. Tong's residence was indeed grand: a mansion with three courtyards in and out, made of blue bricks. Without a certain fortune, it would be truly difficult to afford such a large estate.
Wang Yunxiao could smell a strong fragrance of tea leaves from the entrance; only after stepping in did he realize that this tea scent was meant to mask an even stronger odor of powder inside.
Such a nice house, yet as one passed by the front door, the overwhelming smell of powder was hardly proper. Over time, neighbors would inevitably look down upon it. But since Mr. Tong was involved in this kind of business, there were no alternatives.
The only option was for Steward Li to chew on fine tea leaves... No, to sprinkle some tea water at the doorway to conceal the smell.
