Sure enough, the economic base determines the superstructure.

In the era when there was not even a hot water kettle, whether it was Da Hong Pao or Tieguanyin or something, they could only be boiled and drunk instead of soaking. When cooking, you can also add some green onions, garlic, ginger, or, some soy sauce?

After cooking, its gas and taste, that is called a fresh, that is called a beauty.

After drinking, one bowl of the whole body is refreshing, and the second bowl is fairy. Three bowls are incredible, and four bowls are soaring!

Tut!

Thinking about the situation, Fang Tian shuddered.

But after a shiver, a certain feeling on the tip of the tongue was also awakened, and distant and distant memories came back strongly. Fang Tian suddenly missed the taste of tea.

In other words, this may also be the sequelae of "fasting" for this period of time, as the so-called extreme must be reversed, no, a little recall, it is a little difficult to self-control greedy.

Fang Tian remembered a small story he had read in his previous life.

It is said that it is an immortal named Kume, who went into the mountains to cultivate, ate pine cones, served lily, practiced spells, and gradually became spotless. One day, flying in the clouds, I saw a woman in a raccoon dress by the river, trampling on her clothes with her feet between the flowing water stones, revealing her snow-white calves. The waste wood immortal was so moved by his desire that his spell failed and he fell from the sky......

Reading this story in his previous life, Fang Tian just smiled, and then forgot about it.

In this life, I came into contact with magic and embarked on the path of cultivation, and I gradually understood many truths.

Take his gluttony at this time and the lust in the above story as an example, which involves the problem of "spiraling". Any thoughts and actions that ascend to the sky will eventually lead to a headlong plant, and the past will be wasted.

"Senior borrowed your mana again. The next moment, Fang Tian said to Sharjah like this.

As an eighth-level magician, Fang Tian's current elemental sensing range was about sixty miles, in other words, he could basically sense the situation within a radius of one hundred and twenty miles, which was quite an achievement. If it was a previous life, this would be earth-shattering.

But if it is placed in the mountains and wilderness, with such a little ability, you can't even find a side dish.

In addition, when he entered the seventh level, the range of elemental induction expanded, and when it came to the mountains and forests, Fang Tiancai found that there was a rather heavy problem, that is, between the mountains and fields, where the forests were lush, when he sensed the elements through the past, all he could sense was a large light cluster.

Numerous vibrant trees and flowers come together to form a large living space that excludes the elements.

In this case, there is only one way to sense the situation as if you were up close, and that is to forcibly penetrate through the guò element.

And what is the range of Fang Tian's control elements now?

About three hundred meters, to be specific, three hundred and sixteen meters.

Not even a mile!

After learning about this situation, Fang Tian finally knew why he had seen it in the pyramid before, the original little owner of this body was taken by his uncle and fled all the way from the Calado Mountains. Dare to be in this world, and fleeing to the depths of the mountains and jungles after committing a crime is actually the best way to avoid pursuit.

This is simply the same as the situation in the previous life, of course, the reasons involved are not the same.

Now Sharjah didn't even nod his head or something, and directly handed over his elemental induction to Fang Tian.

And Fang Tian's feeling was that he had suddenly fallen into the vast sea of elements. This feeling has been felt several times, and each time it has made his heart yearn for it.

After concentrating, Fang Tian let go of the induction.

This time he was looking for tea trees.

...,

After coming to this world, after a few months now, slowly, Fang Tian could be regarded as having a little understanding of the area he was in now.

In general, it has a subtropical climate, but because it is located in a relatively closed mountain basin, it is mountainous, watery, forested and rainy, so it also has some characteristics of the tropics. In addition, it is also because of the Calado Mountains, the distant alpine mountain ranges, which comprehensively include the vertical climate zones including tropical, subtropical, temperate, subarctic and cold zones.

This comprehensive and diverse climate brings about an extremely complex and rich distribution of plant species, with coniferous forests dancing with broad-leaved forests, and polar grasses and equatorial vines.

This is also the reason why Fang Tian was confused about the climate and environment here before.

In such a treasure trove of natural plants, it should be more possible to find some tea trees, in Fang Tian's opinion.

In the previous life, a tea addict named Lu Yu in the Tang Dynasty said in his book "The Book of Tea": "(Tea tree) the upper one produces rotten stones, the middle one produces oak soil, and the lower one produces loess." ”

It can also be roughly understood that the tea trees grown like farming are inferior; Tea trees that grow naturally in the wilderness are of medium grade; The tea trees that have been exposed to the wind and rain and the bitter cold on the high mountain cliff are of the highest quality.

In fact, in later generations, that is, at the time of Fang Tian, the world's popular tea, basically all can be classified as "inferior products", regardless of the price, regardless of its taste, after one or two brews, all become residues, want to seek what "style" and "heritage" in that kind of tea, it is tantamount to seeking fish from the wood.

If you don't enter the stream like Fang Tian, if you want to drink a medium grade, you have to look at luck, and if you want to drink a top-grade grade, there is basically no way.

So although he also considers himself a tea lover, he still has self-knowledge, just like between him and Lu Yu, the difference between them is not that someone wrote a tea scripture and he didn't, and that he didn't have a tea addiction, and more importantly, people have seen good tea and good water, but he didn't.

In fact, there is another point, that is, in his previous life, Fang Tianpan loved all things, and most of them were "vassal elegance", "Ye Gong is a good dragon" and the like.

It's a mind-nature relationship, and it can't be forced.

At this time, Fang Tian naturally placed the direction of exploration between the high mountains and cliffs, as for those who were born in the wilderness, no matter how beautiful they looked, His Excellency Fang Da was disdainful.

So, about ten minutes later, Fang Tian took Sharjah and teleported to an unknown mountain stream.

The lonely grass stream grows on the side, and there are yellow orioles singing deep trees. This is a poem by the Tang Dynasty poet Wei Yingwu. At this time, Fang Tian was not "pitiful grass", but looked at the dozens of plants not far from the side in a little stunned...... Tea tree uh, that's a tea tree, right?

Don't blame Fang Tian, a tea lover, for not being proficient in learning and not even knowing tea trees, but ......

Is there a tea tree that is nearly 100 meters high?

Just now, he didn't feel anything about the Guò Elemental Induction in the distance, but now standing in a close place, it can be said that he is face to face, facing these plants that are almost as tall as the sky-high fountain he made, Fang Tian really can't help but be dumbfounded.

Looking left, right, up, down, and even moving his footsteps to look far away, to look closely, after looking at it for a long time, Fang Tiancai finally confirmed that these behemoths in front of him were indeed tea trees!

Among these dozens of large tea trees, the youngest and most "slender" ones are also seventy or eighty meters tall.

With such a tea tree, I don't know how to pick the tea leaves, can I drink it?

Fang Tian looked closely, not far away, halfway up the mountain, the stream becomes a waterfall and the waterfall becomes a spring, under the stream, the deep pool water of more than ten meters is clear to the bottom and the area centered on the flowing spring waterfall and the waterhole stream, the straight trees are wrapped around the vines, the red flowers and green grass weave a large area of deep and dense shade. ...,

In the shade of the trees, you can see large and small streams and rocks washed by springs everywhere.

Well, let's just have a wild drink in the mountains!

At that moment, Fang Tian assigned Sharjah the task of making a pot of stone and drawing water from the spring, while he himself was responsible for picking tea leaves, rinsing them slightly, and then using guò spells, dehydration, and micro-fumigation. In between, the grasp of proportionality is "do as you like".

Therefore, to say that this is "savage tea" is not false.

After smoking, there was no tea fragrance, but there was a slightly strange astringency, Fang Tian felt a sigh in his heart, and secretly said that it was broken, could it be that my first mountain tea affair ended in a cup?

No matter what, even the cups have to go on!

By the way, the next step is to make cups.

Since it is a wild drink in the mountains, of course, it has to go all the way to the end. Fang Tian originally planned to ask Sharjah to get a few bamboo tubes, but after thinking about it for a while, he took local materials even the tea set, so he set his eyes on the vine tree not far away.

Not long after, according to the experience of his previous life, Fang Tian found an ancient vine with a similar taste to licorice and made two teacups.

Sharjah watched Fang Tian's actions with great interest, chopping some ancient trees, setting up a stone pot, and then slowly boiling water. He took two large round stones and placed them on either side of the stone pot, which should be the place where the two of them sit.

Soon after, when the water was bubbling, Fang Tian took an approximate amount of tea leaves and threw them into the stone pot.

No matter what, let's make tea once.

So the next two fools sat stupidly on both sides of the stone pot, looking at the pot.

After about half a magic time, the fire went out.

In the stone pot, the tea leaves are flipped, one by one, like flying immortals outside the sky.

"Senpai, please!"

Ling Kongxuan took two cups of tea from the pot, one cup per person, and Fang Tian raised his glass to invite.

As the saying goes, the ship sinks naturally when it reaches the bridge. Whether it is bitter or astringent, at this moment, it is time to see. Of course, suffering alone is not as good as suffering, and it is impossible for Fang Tianzi to miss the witness of Sharjah.

"Little friend, what is this?" asked Sharjah as he looked at the heat in the cup.

"Drink it and you'll know. Fang Tian said with a smile.

After saying this, he closed his eyes, and with the courage of drinking poison, he poured the cup of tea into his mouth, and poured a small half cup down.

In the pouring moment, the tea enters the mouth, enters the throat, and enters the abdomen.

Throughout the tongue, there was a huge touch. The next moment, Fang Tian felt that his entire body was about to start curling up along with his tongue.

It's bitter, it's so bitter!

At the same time, Fang Tian's face also became bitter, this time he was embarrassed!

In fact, when he cooked it just now, he had a bad premonition in his heart. Don't say that the fragrance is floating for ten miles or something, this sits close at hand, and I don't smell a trace of tea, is this normal?

After drinking the water in the cup like Fang Tian, Sharjah's face wrinkled almost at the same time.

Just when Fang Tian opened his mouth and was about to say something, the taste in his tongue quietly turned around, and after the great bitterness, a trace of tea fragrance rose from the bottom of his tongue, and gradually swept to the entire tongue...... ）