Along the way, the mountains are red all over, the forests are dyed, and the colorful colors are spread all over the mountains, like a huge natural mountain autumn map, hanging upside down in the vast sky, which not only gives people a shocking beauty, but also is full of charming charm. Nong Lu and Wu Qing were unhurried, and after a while, they arrived at the entrance of the fairy cave.

In ancient times, there were many caves on Yunwu Mountain, most of which were yin and yang caves, and dark rivers and stalactites abound in the caves. These caves are hidden by dense forests, shrouded in mist, and are said to be inhabited by gods.

This fairy cave is towering and beautiful, peculiar and steep, the cave is wide but not very deep, the surrounding grass and trees are luxuriant, the branches and leaves are draped, it is autumn all year round, all kinds of colors of Du Heng, Yuzhi, jasmine and the like, breathe and share the fate with this mountain. A novel written by the Tang Dynasty once recorded that there was a drawing on Tiantai Mountain when it met immortals, and the path painted on it was roughly similar to this hole.

Legend has it that there was a local tea man, whose family was poor, and his mother was seriously ill and died due to lack of money for medical treatment. He was extremely sad and lived alone for a while. One day at noon, he went into the mountains to cut wood, and was tired and thirsty, so he followed the sound of the spring to find a cave outside, drank enough water, and lay down on a stone slab under the shade of a tree to rest. In a daze, he seemed to hear the sound of talking, and when he looked for prestige, he saw two old men talking about an interesting topic.

The bald old man said mysteriously, "There are a lot of big pairs of golden melons in this hole." ”

The black-bearded old man hurriedly waved his hand: "Shhh, be quiet, there's a woodcutter lying over there, beware of stealing our golden melon." ”

The bald old man disagreed: "What are you afraid of, he can't enter the cave, only on the seventh day of the seventh month, the door of heaven and earth is opened, and the owner of the golden gourd can enter the cave." ”

The old man with the black beard got angry: "Don't talk about it, let's play chess." ”

Hearing this, the teaman rolled off the stone slab and woke up suddenly, it turned out to be a dream, how could there be any old man? Frustrated, he picked up the firewood and went down the hill to go home.

Later, the more he thought about it, the more magical he felt: "Didn't I meet a fairy, and that cave really hides a treasure?" He decided to give it a try.

On the seventh day of the seventh month of the seventh month, he came to the cave and recited the incantation on time, and sure enough, with a "quack", a stone door in the cave opened automatically, and his eyes were bigger and wider, and the golden light was shining. When I walked in, I saw a green green vine growing inside, and there was indeed a pair of golden melons on the rattan. He happily climbed up, plucked the gourd, and ran home in one go.

When he got home, he froze, which is a golden melon, it is clearly two ordinary small round melons, so he threw the melons aside.

After some time, the teaman went up the mountain to cut wood, and involuntarily came to the cave again, and lay down on the stone slab to rest. As soon as I closed my eyes, I heard the conversation again, and it was still the two old men.

The black-bearded old man complained: "It's all your fault, the gourd was stolen." ”

The bald old man retorted: "What are you afraid of, it's not a golden melon." ”

The black-bearded old man was obviously angry and said, "That's a precious medicinal herb, more valuable than gold." ”

The bald old man said self-righteously: "Don't be afraid, it's not a kind-hearted person who won't use it, so you have to tan the skin of the melon, mix it with the leaves of the ancient tea tree, boil it into melon seed soup, and drink the melon seed tea soup to moisten the lungs and clear away heat." ”

The tea man woke up from the stone slab, and thought as he walked, could this be another dream of the gods, asking me to grow medicinal herbs to treat people?

After arriving home, he found two melons that had rotten, took out the seeds, and planted them in his own mountain forest in the back mountain in the spring of the next year. In autumn, there were a lot of melons. He picked the melon and dried it, and then picked the thousand-year-old tea tree leaves on the mountain to dry it, and mixed the melon seeds with tea leaves to boil it into a soup, so that the patients with cough and phlegm and asthma could eat it, and all of them were effective. The villagers praised it with a "tsk".

After that, he planted it every year, concocted it in the same way, and gave it to the sick without taking a penny. The people respected him and asked him to give this medicinal decoction a name.

He thought about it, the melon field is on the high vine trellis, you need to climb to pick the melon to get the seeds, plus the ancient tea tree leaves to mix together, then it is called "tea seed soup". Since then, the reputation of "tea seed soup" has spread.

This tea man is none other than the ancestor of the farmer's house, called Nong Yilian, and this matter is recorded in the genealogy of the farmer's family: the ancestral "tea seed soup". This mysterious family legend has long been remembered by the farm.

After telling this story, Nong Lu suddenly stood up, clapped his hands hard, and said proudly: "Lady, is this story good?" ”

Wu Qing smiled, said "mmmm", and then sighed: "It's indeed a good story, we have to serve the ancient tea tree well, otherwise I'm sorry for the ancestors!" ”

Nong Lu nodded straight and said in a loud voice, "Yes, yes." ”

At this time, the two of them were sitting on a bluestone slab in the fairy cave, where history and reality converged, and from time to time there was a murmuring stream of water hitting the stone wall, mixed with the crisp water droplets falling from the top of the cave hitting the stone face, the sound was like an intermittent percussion from ancient times, making the cave even more silent. But I don't know where the dark river in the cave comes from and where it runs......

It's not too early. The two got up and went down the hill and left the fairy cave with a smile and a smile.

Tea has been in Chu for a long time. In the "Huayang National Chronicles" written by Chang Xuan of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, there are many places to talk about tea. Among them: "King Wu is both Keyin, with his Zongji in Ba, the lord is a son, although the ancients are far away, the lord is not a son, so Wu Chu and Ba are both called sons...... Planting five grains, six animals, mulberry, silkworm, hemp, silk, fish, salt, copper, iron, dan, lacquer, tu, honey...... Everyone is greedy. This historical material clearly mentions the tea of "Chu", and at the same time advances the history of China's tea with written records to the period of King Wu of Zhou before the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. According to conservative estimates, the history of tea cultivation is also 2,500 years.

And the state of Chu was sealed in Jingshan. The tradition of tea has been inherited from the generation of Nonglu, and no one can say when his family began to grow tea, only that the ancient tea tree is an "old antique" that is thousands of years old. Due to the early death of his father, Nonglu also knew a little about it, and his mother did not know how this ancient method of "tea seed soup" was made. In the past, his father made the soup by himself, because there was a family rule: word of mouth, male but not female. So when it comes to the farm, this generation is lost.

Since listening to the story of the ancestor of the farmer's house and the immortal recipe, Wu Qing secretly decided: as the daughter-in-law of the farmer's family, she should develop the "tea seed soup" to cure the people, benefit the township, and let the "tea seed soup" shine again!

One day, a middle-aged man came to Qinglian Town to run errands, passed by Longyan Village, and asked Wu Qing for a bowl of water to drink.

Wu Qing politely invited Mr. into the house for tea and greeted him warmly. Mr. and Wu Qing chatted while drinking, it turned out that he was a person who understood tea, and the two talked quite speculatively, so Wu Qing asked him about tea.

This gentleman is not an idle person, he uncovered a dusty past of tea treatment and saving people to Wu Qing.

There is an ancient official road in Qinglian Town, which leads to the capital Luoyang. After Zhang Qian of the Western Han Dynasty opened the Western Regions, exchanges between the East and the West became more and more frequent. Once, at noon one day half a month after the caravan of Ban Chao left the imperial capital Luoyang in the west, in the barren mountains and mountains where there was no village in front and no store in the back, a torrential rain suddenly occurred, which made the tea contained in it drenched. After the rain, the silk cloth was blown dry by the wind, but it took at least two or three days for the tea to be dried.

Entering the Hexi Corridor, the convoy walked on the endless Gobi Desert, the temperature was very high, the scorching sun was scorching, and after a long journey of more than a month, it came to the Jiuquan area. One evening, the convoy was about to rest at the post station, and the captain of the escort team found that there was a group of people watching something on the nearby Gobi Desert, and out of curiosity, he immediately urged the horse to take a look, only to see two Mongolian herdsmen rolling around on the ground with their stomachs covered, shouting their fathers and mothers in pain, and sweat beads on their foreheads were like rain, according to onlookers, this was an incurable disease on the steppe Gobi. Because the herdsmen eat beef and mutton and dairy food all year round, there is a lot of fat, which is not easy to digest after eating, causing the stomach to bulge and swell, and many herdsmen die of this disease every year.

When Ban Chao heard the report of the military captain, he immediately ordered the sick herdsmen to be carried back to the post station for treatment. After investigation, the doctor diagnosed dyspepsia, due to the long distance from Luoyang, the medicine for stomach ache has been used up, the doctor thought about it, and thought of tea, because tea has the function of refreshing the mind and promoting digestion, you can try it.

After getting Ban Chao's approval, the doctor was ordered to fetch the tea, but when he opened the tea basket, he saw that there were many small yellow spots densely growing on the tea leaves, so he hesitated, can this tea with yellow mold still be eaten? But in this deserted place, there is no other way, and it is important to save people in an emergency.

So, the doctor was in a hurry, grabbed two handfuls of moldy tea leaves and put them in a pot to boil into soup, and immediately poured a large bowl of tea soup into each patient. After a while, the patient's stomach and intestines were clear, and they each let out a few loud farts, feeling much more comfortable, so they drank two large bowls, and after a while, a few swollen lumps in the stomach gradually disappeared.

The two quickly stood up, kowtowed to Ban Chao and the doctor, and asked what kind of elixir this was to bring them back to life. Ban Chao replied: This is Chudi tea.

The two herdsmen immediately jumped on their horses and reported to the tribal leader overnight that the Han merchants had used tea to save their lives. Early the next morning, before Ban Chao's team set off, the tribal leader came to thank him with a generous gift and bought this batch of tea with a lot of money. Since then, the news that Chudi tea can cure diseases and save people has spread like wings, spreading ten or ten hundreds, and spreading in the vast grassland.

After listening to this legendary story of tea curing diseases and saving people, Wu Qing thanked the middle-aged gentleman.

"You're welcome, this story is about the farmhouse in your area."

This was the first time Wu Qing had heard of it, and he first let out an "oh" in surprise, and then said, "Thank you, sir, for the good story." ”

This also confirms the legendary story of "tea seed soup" told by Nonglu, and there is a historical secret road closely connected between the two.

"It should be my tea soup that I thank you, it is indeed a good tea, the entrance is smooth, and the aroma is compelling!"

It turns out that the story of the homology of "Chudi tea" and tea medicine is said to be related to the ancestral "tea seed soup" of the farmer. No matter how the story was played out later, there must have been something wrong at that time, and everyone would have settled in the farmhouse, otherwise, why didn't they settle in the Li family's Wang family? In retrospect, there is no doubt about that.

The speaker had no intention, but Wu Qing listened and was fascinated and inspired. The tea-making and pharmaceutical skills she learned from the immortal master can finally come in handy.