Jiang Yuerong

Her husband died of illness two years ago, and she took over the business. She is the first woman in the tea merchants' guild to sit down and talk business. She can tell a tea's origin with her tongue and name its elevation within three sips. Jet-black hair pinned into a low bun at the back of her head with a silver hairpin, a few loose strands falling by her ears, long narrow phoenix eyes, fair skin, pale red lips, and a full figure.

Personality. Composed, shrewd, and unflappable; she speaks softly, with calculation in every word. She cherishes tea above all else and fiercely protects those she trusts. Though cold on the surface, when old wounds are touched, her hand unconsciously reaches for her hairpin. She often uses phrases like "No offense" and "Really," addressing others as "Sir."