In the living room, Qin Feng, Shang Chengjun, and Liu Jingguo were all sitting upright.

"Master Qin, I'll leave everything to you. ”

Liu Jingguo, who was making tea, stood up with a smile on his face, and said with a smile.

Liu Jingguo's attitude was very respectful.

"Don't worry. ”

When Qin Feng heard this, he smiled slightly and said lightly.

Then, I sat down.

"Master Qin, come and try my craftsmanship, this is the top red robe in China, and it's also this year's new tea!"

"Uncle Shang, you can taste it too!"

Liu Jingguo smiled, picked up the teapot in his hand, and a thick fragrance of tea filled the entire room.

"It's actually a big red robe, and it's also this year's new tea? Jingguo, you have taken out all the treasures of your old man. ”

When Shang Chengjun heard Liu Jingguo say this, his face suddenly changed, showing a surprised face, looking at Liu Jingguo, picking up the teacup in his hand, and sniffing it gently.

Try it.

Squinting his eyes and looking like he's enjoying it.

Apparently a man in the tea ceremony.

The big red robe Qin Feng also knew.

Da Hong Pao, produced in Wuyi Mountain, is an oolong tea with excellent quality.

The special tea of China.

Its shape is tightly knotted, the color is greenish-brown and fresh, the soup color is orange and yellow after brewing, and the leaves are red and green.

The most outstanding quality is that the aroma is rich and orchid-like, the fragrance is high and long-lasting, and the "rock rhyme" is obvious.

Da Hong Pao is very resistant to brewing, and it still has a fragrance after brewing seven or eight times.

To drink "Da Hong Pao" tea, you must follow the program of "Gongfu Tea" small pot and small cup to taste the slow drink, in order to truly taste the charm of Zen tea on the top of rock tea.

Pay attention to live, sweet, and clean .......

There is also a legend about the origin of the name Da Hong Pao.

In 1385, the eighteenth year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, Ding Xian went to Beijing to take the examination, suddenly got sick when passing through Wuyi Mountain, the abdominal pain was unbearable, and he happened to meet a monk of Tianxin Yongle Zen Temple, and the monk took his tea to brew and drink with him, and the pain stopped.

After winning the top prize. He came to thank the monk and asked about the origin of the tea, and after learning about it, he took off his big red robe and circled the tea bush three times and draped it on the tea tree.

Therefore, it got the name of "big red robe".

The champion took the big red robe in a tin can and brought it back to the capital.

After the champion returned to the court, he happened to meet the queen's illness, and the hundred doctors were ineffective, so he took out the can of tea and offered it, and the queen gradually recovered after drinking. The emperor was overjoyed, gave a red robe, and ordered the champion to personally go to Jiulong Cave (read kē) to drape it on the tea tree to show the dragon's grace, and at the same time send someone to take care of it, and all the tea was collected to pay tribute, and it was not allowed to hide it privately.

Since then, Wuyi Rock Tea Da Hong Pao has become a tribute tea exclusively for the royal family, and the reputation of Da Hong Pao has also spread to the world.

Legend has it that every year the officials sent by the imperial court wore a big red robe, and the robe was untied and hung on the tree of tribute tea, so it was called the big red robe.

I heard that this is the big red robe on Wuyi Rock.

Qin Feng was also interested.

I haven't drunk this thing yet, so I have to try it.

You know, this thing was once auctioned for a sky-high price of 80,000 grams per gram.

Of course.

This thing, for the really rich, is not very expensive.

However, this stuff is very rare.

The real big red robe is only counted on those mother trees on Wuyi Rock.

It's not like you can buy it if you have the money.

Moreover, this is still a new tea.

The Liu family can also get this good thing.

Pick up the teacup, take the entrance, and have a taste.

Fragrant, pure, sweet, clear......

Sure enough, it's good tea!

Qin Feng secretly praised in his heart.

A moment later.

Qin Feng put down the teacup and slowly spoke.

"Brother Liu, let's get down to business, before I go out to save the old man, you have to prepare a few things. ”

Qin Feng said with a smile, he didn't come here to taste tea.

Although it is said that this big red robe is very precious.

However, I am not a lover of the tea ceremony, that is, I have to try it, and when it comes to taste, it is not as good as some fruit juice.

Qin Feng's idea, if Liu Jingguo knew about it, it would definitely be a mouthful of old blood directly poofed out.

It's rare to take out the treasured tea Dahongrobe, and if you don't thank you for drinking it, forget it, and arrange it like this.

However, Qin Feng wouldn't say it, naturally, Liu Jingguo didn't know either.

"What's the matter, Master Qin said. Hearing Qin Feng say business, Liu Jingguo also became serious.

"First of all, the descendants of your Liu family, there must be more than three people present. I need to use your essence and blood to renew the life of the old man. ”

"Secondly, I need some things, which I will write to you later, and I need you to prepare. ”

Qin Feng spoke.

"Finally, there is another request, I don't want to publicize the things that I have done. ”

"Okay, no problem. ”

Liu Jingguo nodded.

The old man's life is bigger than the sky, these things are easy to say.

The three of them were drinking tea, and at this time, a middle-aged man walked in.

"Big brother, I'm tasting, this is Master Qin. Uncle Shang. ”

This middle-aged man, as soon as he came in, saw Qin Feng's first glance, stared at Qin Feng, and spoke.

Very warm and polite.

"It's ......"

Qin Feng suddenly frowned.

"This is my cousin of the Liu family's branch, Liu Jianjun. ”

Liu Jingguo was a little embarrassed to introduce it.

"Hello Master Qin. My surname is Liu, Liu Jianjun!" Liu Jianjun stretched out his hand and introduced himself to Qin Feng.

A very popular and common name.

Qin Feng also stretched out his hand and shook it.

"Hello!"

"Master Qin is polite, Master Qin, I want to trouble Master Qin with something. ”

Liu Jianjun's expression changed slightly, he paused slightly, and said with a serious expression.

"Army Building ......"

When Liu Jingguo heard this, he immediately interrupted his words, but it was useless, and Liu Jianjun continued to speak.

"You say!" Qin Feng felt that there was something interesting in this. motioned for Liu Jianjun to continue.

Sure enough, it was the same as I guessed.

This Liu Jianjun really has something to do with himself.

Among the Hakka people in Fujian, Guangdong and Jiangxi provinces, there is a legendary feng shui story of a cattle seller.

"My family is the Liu family, my lineage is a branch of the Liu family, our Liu family, its ancestors, are from western Jiangxi! The ancestral land is at the junction of western Jiangxi and southern Jiangxi......

Liu Jianjun said slowly.

Qin Feng slowly tasted the tea.

The matter has to be traced back to the Song Dynasty.

At the junction of the two provinces of Ganxi and Gannan, there is a mountain pass, there is a clear spring on the slope, a guy shop is opened by the spring, there is a temple on the adjacent hillside, the business of the shop is prosperous, the temple incense is prosperous, every day the county is in the upper and lower counties to do business, hurry, incense, cattle sellers......

People come and go, and the river flows endlessly all year round.

In the crowd of people coming and going at the pass, you can occasionally see a cattle trader, dressed in an old black robe, leading a few cows, often going back and forth to this mountain pass......

He used to leave his oxen on the hill and lodge in the shops at night, and no one knew him or paid attention to him.

When he was grazing cattle in the mountains, he sometimes used bamboo poles to dig here and there, and some people thought that he was picking yams, but no one knew what kind of medicine he was picking.

Who is he?

This cattle trader is the ancestor of Liu Jianjun's lineage, and he is also a feng shui master.

The ancestors of the Liu family used cattle sales as a scorn and cattle herding as a cover, visited famous mountains and scenic spots, and looked for feng shui treasures, in order to glorify their ancestors and glorify their descendants......

However, the feng shui cultivation and knowledge of the ancestors of the Liu family are not very good, and they can only be said to be average.

The ancestors of the Liu family have also been wandering the great rivers and mountains of the land of China, looking for the land of dragon veins and blessings.

The ancestors of the Liu family are not from Jiangxi, but people from far away, and they are half a month away from here.

And the story that Liu Jianjun wants to tell starts here.

One morning, the spring breeze was blowing, the wind was beautiful, the sun was shining, and the weather was sunny, which was refreshing and fascinating.

When the ancestor of the Liu family led the ox to the halfway point of the mountain pass, suddenly, unconsciously, his legs were weak, and his knees knelt on the stone steps made of stones.

He got up and sat on the side of the road, gently touching his knees with his hands, his eyes inadvertently looking ahead.

Suddenly found that there are two rivers in this place to meet, the river water is a red and a white confluence into vermilion water, like a jade belt from the front of the surrounding, the water mouth is left and right, the momentum is extraordinary, the river water has a gurgling sound, just like the guard of honor out on patrol, the gong opens the way......

He decided that the geographical environment here was good, and it could be a strange feng shui treasure.

He climbed high again and looked into the distance, but saw the left and right, Qinluo umbrellas, flags shining, pen holders, lithographs, and famous eyes in the distance.

He chose a relatively flat place, put it vertically with the bamboo in his hand, look at it before and after, very good, he put the bamboo horizontally, look at the left and right sides, the left and right two sand protection, he is not at ease, and use the bamboo to dig and dig in the east, dig and dig in the west, all of which are high-quality five-color soil.

He was overjoyed and concluded that this was indeed a good place for feng shui.

A month later, the ancestor of the Liu family came to the mountain pass again, he came to the nunnery to incense sincerely, bowed and worshipped, prayed for the Bodhisattva to manifest the spirit, predicted the auspiciousness of this place, he even asked for three signatures, all of them were signed.

He came to the mountain again, and the more he looked, the more he conformed to the principle of geography, and the more he looked, the more happy he became......

I saw a gray-haired, white-bearded old man, cordially came to him, claiming that he was the land of the mountain god here, he pointed to the ground with his cane and said, this is a dragon's mouth, has been waiting for the master for a long time.

When he wanted to kneel down to the land of the mountain god and ask who this treasure land belonged to. The land lord disappeared suddenly, and he woke up from his sleep with an "ah", sweating all over his body.

It turned out that Jing fell asleep in this place. I had a dream.

The scene in the dream is still fresh in my memory, as if it was right in front of my eyes.

What made him feel even more strange was that this feng shui treasure belonged to him?

After a while, he came up with a bizarre way to prove that this feng shui treasure land belonged to him.

He chose a good day again. Came to this mountain, folded a bamboo on the side of the road, inserted it in the soil, put his hands together, and prayed silently: Please get up the land of the mountain god of Dangfang, thanks to your guidance, this place is a piece of raw dragon mouth, but if this piece of raw dragon mouth is mine, please let the bamboo bloom!

After kneeling, he went back to the store to rest.

Early the next morning. He finished freshening up early, hurriedly came to the mountain to take a look, and was stunned, the bamboo really bloomed, which more fully proved that this feng shui treasure was his.

He was so excited that he could not calm down for a long time, and rested in the shop for another day, and the next morning he drove the cattle home.

When he returned home, instead of lightening the burden of his thoughts, his thoughts became heavier, and he was always depressed in his heart.

Feng Shui treasure has been found. And the gods have also proved it, but that's someone else's place, how can you get it?

He is a feng shui monk, if Ming pays for it. Money is a trivial matter, but others will definitely be suspicious, they will definitely ask the feng shui master to take a look, and see that this is a feng shui treasure, so how can they sell it?

On the other hand, there are no relatives and acquaintances nearby. How do you ask someone to talk about it?

It is not possible to buy in person, only to outwit.

How to outwit it?

If you want to use any means and techniques, people will see through, think about it, there is only one way, that is, die there, but dying there will not necessarily be buried in that place?

Even if you dig a pit yourself, bury yourself, and bury yourself there, the local villagers will find out, and if you throw the body out, you have to have a clever arrangement even if you die.

He scrutinized left and right, and finally came up with a solution, but will the children agree to this solution?

I saw that he didn't think about tea and food every day, and his body was losing weight day by day.

When the children saw that their father always didn't want to eat or drink, and that his body was losing weight day by day, they came to his father and asked, "Dad, what is your illness, shall we ask a man to show you?"

He always shook his head and said he wasn't sick.

The children asked too much, and he himself felt that his body was getting worse and worse, so he called his son to his side, sighed, and told the truth of the matter.

When the sons heard this, they were taken aback and disagreed.

Who would let his father die in search of a place?

It's really rebellious and unreasonable.

But after a long time, he saw that his father's body was not as good as day by day, and it was difficult to even walk, and the son saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, and then thought about it, thinking that if his father died at home like this, it would be better to agree with his idea, but his wish, take a step, look at a step.

Strange to say, when the son agreed to his father's request, the father slowly began to eat, and his body improved day by day, and after two or three months, he returned to his original state.

One day, he took his son to this mountain pass, familiar with the distance along the way, and also came to this feng shui treasure land, he instructed his son, this, that, that, and set the direction on the ground, make secret notes around, and explain clearly and understand, and then go home together.

Time flies so fast, and before I know it, it is the beginning of the sixth month of the lunar calendar, when the scorching sun is shining and the green and yellow are not connected.

At noon, when the peasants had gone home to rest, the cattle dealer had brought out a dozen calves from the hill, hungry and thirsty, so hungry that he could not walk, and he led the cattle into a pit of fields, loosened the basket, untied the ropes, and let the cattle run around.

As soon as the ox saw the heavy rice, he devoured it, and in an hour or two he had eaten all the fields, and the good harvest of the year was suddenly in vain.

When the peasants found out that it was too late, the peasants were furious and beat the cattle dealer until the cattle dealer begged and agreed to compensate the farmers for their losses at a high price, and only let go after the tribesmen dissuaded them.

This is not possible for ordinary Feng Shui monks.