Shen Yanju.

It was very lively, today was the day of harvest, Chen Long led the women in the tribe to go to the tea mountain to pick tea and came back, and then led everyone to process the tea leaves picked back.

For tea processing, Chen Long has personally demonstrated and taught once, and this time the processing of tea is all carried out by the people in the tribe independently.

Chen Long walked among this group of labor-loving tribesmen, but he did not sit idle, observing the heat for the tribesmen who processed tea at any time, and demonstrating and teaching the tribesmen who were not very skilled in roasting tea.

Looking at the scene of hard work in front of him, Chen Long felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

If you are not a traverser, not a hurried passer-by in the long river of history, but belong to this era and belong here, how good it would be!

Although the tribes are fighting and strife, and the Central Plains is competing for hegemony, compared to the cruelty in reality, he would rather choose such a simple environment, without deceit, without yang and yin, everything is so simple and beautiful.

With his own wisdom, he led the people of the Shennong clan tribe to prosperity, what a glory it would be!

However, after all, he does not belong to the ancient times, and he will eventually leave, and in the end he is just a wisp of green smoke in the vast smoke cloud of history, which will pass away with the wind.

He had to return to his time, had to base himself on the colorful modern city, and had to assume a social responsibility.

To say that it is a responsibility is a bit exaggerated, in the final analysis, it is just an ant to survive in the cracks.

"Dad, what are you thinking? Look at you in a daze!" Jingwei didn't know when he was already standing by Chen Long's side, raised his hand, and shook it in front of his eyes, bringing Chen Long back from his thoughts.

Long Chen smiled indifferently, "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about some problems." ”

"Dad, the tea leaves are almost ready, do you want to make a bowl of it?" Jingwei said playfully.

"Uh, so fast!"

Jingwei grinned, "Dad, you wait, I'll make you tea." ”

After speaking, Jingwei ran away quickly, had already gone to get the tea bowl, brewed a large bowl of tea, brought it over and handed it to Long Chen.

"Dad, how about you try the tea processed by everyone?"

Chen Long took the tea, and a fresh fragrance came to his nose, and the fragrant fragrance was known as the tea fragrance of Longjing in West Lake.

Looking at the tea bowl, the floating tea leaves gradually stretched out from the initial convergence, and the tea leaves rose and fell in the boiling water.

As the tea leaves are brewed, the aroma of the tea is even stronger.

After a hard day's work, drinking such a bowl of tea is really called the day of the gods.

Chen Long took a small sip of tea, and when he first entered his mouth, a faint bitterness entered his taste buds, followed by the tea into his throat, and then a sweet aftertaste.

The fragrant aroma of new tea is incomparable to many old teas.

In other words, new tea has the uniqueness of new tea, and old tea also has the charm of old tea.

For example, green tea is mostly new tea, and every year before the Qingming Festival, tea farmers pick the most tender Ming Qian tea, which can be said to be the best product in the world.

However, black tea like Pu'er is very resistant to storage, and even the longer it is stored, the more mellow the tea soup brewed from the tea leaves.

It's like some fine wines, which have been sealed for many years, and the mellow aroma is incomparable.

Chen Longduo likes to drink green tea, which is fresh and elegant, refreshing.

Of course, as a tea lover, you will not be fond of a certain type of tea.

If you have a soft spot, you will miss out on a lot of good tea.

Because of the great country of China, thousands of years of tea culture has been inherited, and there are countless varieties of tea, and any kind of tea has its uniqueness.

Therefore, the real tea lover should aim to taste all the tea in the world, and not only love a certain kind of tea.

If you love a certain kind of tea, you will only be blinded by a leaf, and you will not see Mount Tai. Any kind of independent tea is just the tip of the iceberg, and if you want to understand the profundity of tea, you should taste the world's tea, and then you will know the treasures of tea.

After taking a sip of tea, the tea gas instantly diffused in the body, and that familiar feeling - gathering six tea gases, this was Chen Long's own comprehension.

Originally, the tea ceremony system said that if he wanted to improve his cultivation, he could only drink tea constantly.

Now think about it, the purpose of constantly drinking tea is to gather six tea gases, so as to increase health and strength.

But recently, when he made a move against the killer of the Jiuli clan, his palms flew together, full of strength, and the power of the volcanic eruption was something he couldn't figure out.

What kind of power is this power?

Could it be that with his current cultivation at the innate level of the Yellow Field, he could also inspire such crushing power?

It seems that it is impossible!

Such a destructive power would definitely not be something that such a yellow field innate rank like him could unleash such a great power.

If the innate level of the Yellow Field can burst out with such a powerful power, then, breaking through the realm of martial arts and entering the Heavenly Field, it is not possible to burn the sky and boil the sea and change the magical power of the Mandate of Heaven.

But if not, it would be strange that the power that burst out of his palms would be able to shoot down all the desperate thorns and reflect them to kill the Jiuli killer.

What happened to my body after I acquired the tea ceremony system?

One thing is for sure, there have been some subtle changes in his body, such as the beginning of the gathering of six-pin tea qi in the dantian.

Once in danger, the air flow in the dantian surges, and it will erupt from between the palms in a volcanic explosion to resist the risk.

This change has benefited Chen Long immensely, whether it is fighting against the group of bad young people with yellow hair in a teahouse, or fighting against the Jiuli killers. It's all thanks to this power.

And one thing is certain, that is, as he continues to drink tea, he also feels that his martial arts cultivation is constantly improving, and according to such a development trend, one day, he will definitely become a master of martial arts.

At that time, your fists will be able to speak, and you will be more comfortable handling many things.

However, he also vaguely felt that he was increasingly in a dangerous environment, especially with a teahouse!

It seems to be an ordinary teahouse, but in fact, it involves a wide range of aspects, and Chen Long's workplace at that time was the most complicated.

Even if he was in Jingyu International, he had never faced such a complex interest group.

With the conflict of interests of the ancient five major family groups, as well as the participation of the Tea Association, Jingyu International, and even the Tea Sect of the Guwu Sect, all of this is directed at Luo Xi, the sole heir of the Luo Group.

It would be fine if he didn't know Luo Xi, but since he "met" Luo Xi, he seemed to have met his nemesis in his heart, or rather, a confidante, and that inexplicable feeling made him have to worry about Luo Xi's safety.