章節 676: Lack of sales of paper

Just as he was having a headache, Chu Qingzhi sauntered in through the door, morning sunlight draping her in a glow that seemed to grace her with an ethereal light, catching Chu Feng off guard with her luminous presence.

Approaching Chu Feng, Chu Qingzhi inquired, "How's the workshop doing lately?"

Snapping back to reality, Chu Feng hurriedly replied, "The workshop's fine, but, but no one's buying the paper we've made."

"Let's check out the storeroom," Chu Qingzhi suggested, turning to leave.

Chu Feng hurriedly followed. "Qingzhi, our paper is so white and doesn't blur the ink at all. It's top-quality and should have fetched a handsome price. But, because of Tao Zhenfeng's meddling, we haven't sold a single sheet."

Nodding, Chu Qingzhi acknowledged his concerns, "Has anything out of the ordinary happened at the workshop during this time?"