Jinle Square, a shop with a decades-long history, has always been a place frequently visited by local noblewomen and young ladies, with a daily customer flow that could be described as endless. But recently, their shop has seen a dramatic decrease in customers. Especially today, not to mention the regulars, there isn't even a single casual customer.
The shopkeeper frowned, opened a bottle and sniffed it, then said to the assistant next to him, "Has our master perfumer not come up with a better new product yet?"
"The master perfumers have already tried their best. Over the years, they've exhausted all possible formulas for various grooming products, whatever could have been thought of has been thought of."
"It seems we should find some young perfumers. Although the master perfumers are good at their craft, and benefit from their experience, they don't have the innovative minds of the young. Where is Chen Fugui?" The shopkeeper asked again, "Why haven't I seen him today?"
