"Why do we have to arrive for a long time, and we have to wait until there is no way back, to know that what we once gave up with our own hands will never be encountered again in the days to come?" - Princess Wenyue.

Once a businessman who traveled far and wide and did not forget to carry tea with him, he was naturally a tea connoisseur, but this businessman never expected to meet such a person with similar smells and hobbies in such a barren and desolate wasteland.

The few Yunyu tea he carried with him is the best quality of the tea "with color in the clouds", the new tea is picked in the high mountains, in March, before the cold rain, the tea leaves are still tender, and this is the most high-grade Yunyu tea, in which the production process is cumbersome.

Only at the time of picking, carefully pick a bud on the tea tree and two small leaves of the tea head, first dry and then fry, during the period of each full three times, that process is wrong is waste tea, if there is no mistake.

After the Yunyu tea is fried, it curls up like a bead, but it is soaked in the bowl like a cloud in the sky, like a white jade, shaped like a liuhua, and the most high-grade Yunyu tea will be a little colorful after brewing, so there will be a cloud with color.

This is the best Yunyu tea, even in the big city of Wanzhou and the imperial capital of Huanghuang, it is not an easy commodity that can be bought with money.

Those dignitaries and nobles, the sons of the family, prefer the things in this cup, so as soon as there is such a quality of Yunyu tea on the market, it will be taken down immediately within the time of a stick of incense, so it is extremely rare.

"The red clay stove, the tea is fragrant like water, and the scene in front of you makes people think of the imperial capital again."

Xiang Zhuang took a sip lightly, praised in a low voice, and a little memory flashed in his eyes.

Xiang Zhuang is dressed in a gray robe, is a plain white as snow robe, this long road hard work, this white clothes are still not stained with a little dust, at this time reflecting the red bonfire, abruptly look like the color of the sunset in the sky.

"Is Childe from the Imperial Capital? Is it from the imperial capital? How did you get here alone? ”

The tea-loving merchant asked with a surprised and curious expression, but when he saw Xiang Zhuang's far-reaching and long eyes, the man only felt a little uneasy in his heart when he spoke.

It seems that under that gaze, there is nothing to hide, and the original form is revealed.

"No," Xiang Zhuang smiled lightly, "I was born in Wuyuan, but I have also lingered in the imperial capital for a while in the past, but I have been away from there for some days." This time, I came all the way north to the imperial capital to meet some very interesting people and see some very interesting things. ”

Xiang Zhuang gently sipped another cup of tea, his mouth was full of aroma, and his tone sighed slightly, "I originally walked here, on a whim, I wanted to draw a map of this neighborhood, and I originally hired two guards and a child, who knew that I met a rogue on the way, and I was scattered when I ran up." ”

The merchant sitting opposite him changed his face and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Maps? Xiang Gongzi wants to draw a map of this wasteland? There are wastelands and mudflats within a radius of three or four hundred miles, and the land of a hundred miles adds up to only dozens of villages, sparsely populated, except that the mountains are flat, and the mountains are beyond the flatland, and there is nothing else. ”

Xiang Zhuang didn't say much, put down the teacup in his hand, slowly pulled out a scroll from the bamboo box behind his back, and slowly spread it out.

Lined with a thick cowhide, on the snow-white paper, a large area of mountains and rivers in Sanfu is outlined with extremely thin ink lines, but the annotations on the side of the map are in words that no one can understand.

"This is not ......," another merchant next to him glanced over and pointed to a blue line that zigzagged on the map, "Isn't this the Aconitum River that has already been crossed?" ”

"Aconitum River?" Xiang Zhuang nodded lightly when he heard this person's words, "Although I haven't heard of this name, I think so." The first time I saw this river, it was a mountain stream at the western foot of the Leiyan Mountains, with the rain and mountain springs in the rainy season, gradually converging into a river, running through this wasteland, zigzag, until the Xingling River submerged into the land of Sanfu to the west, and the waters of the Imperial Capital Plain. ”

"Yes, yes, Mr. Xiang is not bad at all, we merchants take this trade route of life and death, but we rely on this river to get water."

The merchant scratched his head in disagreement, nodded again and again, and his tone was mostly full of admiration, when did the merchant who ran for Lilu like this have seen such a pedantic son, he can't help but be deeply impressed.

"Then let's name it the Aconitum River as Mr. said." Xiang Zhuang smiled lightly on his face, took out the pen and ink cartridge from the bamboo box, twisted the pen hard, applied for concentration, sighed slightly on the tip of the pen, and wrote the words "Aconitum River" on the map.

"Hey, with this map, wouldn't it be much more convenient to take this trade route?"

The businessmen who sat around the seat were all admired, and their eyes revealed admiration, "Is Mr. Xiang also a businessman?" ”

Xiang Zhuang put away the map drawing silk in his hand, placed the bamboo box neatly behind him, and slowly shook his head when he heard the questions of these merchants: "No, I just wanted to draw it as a gift when I was passing by, on a whim." ”

"Make a gift?" The merchants sitting around the campfire looked at each other, what did this mean, how could anyone have taken a map as a gift, and finally when they couldn't figure it out, they attributed it to the so-called celebrity and merciful manner.

"yes. It was a wonderful gift and my friend who had never met before would love it. I must have been the first to give him a gift from afar. ”

Xiang Zhuang smiled between his eyebrows, holding the teacup gently, but he had great confidence in his words, but after taking a breath or two, he changed his words, "But I want to see if he is qualified to accept my gift, after all, my gift will be liked by many people." ”

Wu Shisan, who was sitting on the side, also interjected at this time: "Is the son going to give it to a distinguished guest?" Wouldn't the guests not be offended? This wasteland has no production, and there is no population, I heard that it used to be the territory of Lou and Chen, and now no one wants to occupy it, what is the point of drawing a map here? Which dignitary is going to open up a wasteland here? ”

"Hahahaha!" Xiang Zhuang clapped his hands and laughed when he heard this, and lightly tapped Wu Shisan with his finger, "From here, if one or two people gallop fast, it will only take three days to reach the imperial capital." Those who really want this map are afraid that they don't want to open up wasteland here, but to open up wasteland in the imperial capital, right? ”

The merchants looked at each other, all of them looking puzzled and shaking their heads.

"Hahaha, don't say it, don't say it, I'm just a person who draws pictures," Xiang Zhuang still couldn't stop laughing, "Unless someone among you makes me feel that I can accept this map, what's the point of saying it?" ”

Wu Shisan laughed dryly, "I thought that all of us who walked the business road were liars, but now I know that Mr. Xiang is the real big liar." ”

"Don't cheat, don't cheat," Xiang Zhuang's smile converged, his eyes were far-reaching, and his eyes were so subtle that it was difficult to see, "One day, this map may be a priceless treasure, just look at whose palm it is!" ”