Records of Xuanhe Incense

The rain in Bianliang City stopped as soon as it started. In July of the Yisi year of Xuanhe, the Huangmei Tian has just passed, and the autumn tiger has not yet shown its power. The rain seems to have been holding back enough energy to even out the indicators for the whole year in these few days. Zhang Qian, a clerk in the Procurement Department of the Chengxi Grain Institute, although he has been ground to a rough surface in this quagmire-like yamen - is worried about a box of "South China Sea Fragrance" that exudes a weird musty smell.