I became popular after the live broadcast of raising cubs deep in the mountains

A strong premonition that something good was about to happen arose in her heart, and Ye Zhen walked to him with straight eyes and looked up.

In the hazy light, a bunch of half-opened golden flowers appeared in her field of vision, and then, a quiet orchid fragrance hit her, causing her to tremble slightly.

She had seen this kind of flower and smelled this kind of fragrance, and she was instantly sure that it was most likely the orchid fragrance described by Mr. Duan, a kingly aura that seemed light but could cover up all the fragrances.

"What kind of orchid is this? Why haven't I seen it in the orchid album?" Xia Meng asked restrainedly.

This orchid grows on the trunk of a yellow oak tree. Its golden inflorescences hang down from the green leaves. Its huge white root system is exposed in the air. It is spotless and has a somewhat fairy-like temperament.

"This is dendrobium, which belongs to the orchid family." Ye Zhen took a photo.

"Dendrobium?"

"Its scientific name is Dendrobium drumstick, also known as golden orchid. It cannot grow in the soil and can only grow on trees or stone crevices in subtropical rainforests."

"It has very strict requirements on the growth environment. It can grow and reproduce quickly in a suitable environment, but as long as the growth parameters change, it will quickly become extinct."

Ye Sheng also browsed the literature related to it and quickly extracted the main points, "The main origin of this flower is Yun Province. In Yun Province, it is called plant gold and has always been processed into scented tea by local people."

After hearing the end, Xia Meng's face showed excitement, and her lips trembled slightly unconsciously, "Have we finally found it?"

Dozens of days of hard work paid off, and she couldn't help but feel her heart surge.

"It looks like what we are looking for." Ye Zhen said calmly, "But we need to confirm that it was once abundant here."

Her words calmed down Xia Meng. If this kind of flower had not grown abundantly here and the locals did not have the tradition of using it in tea, then it would just be a beautiful mistake.

Netizens in the live broadcast room were also very excited, whether it was the appearance of Orchid or Ye Sheng's gaffe.

"Wow, ah, ah, it's over, it's over. When I saw the little scientist crying in the arms of the big beauty, I understood!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.:My little girl!! My sweet girl!!"

"It's very weird to think about the fact that the young scientist is the crown prince of Ye's Group, but he goes to do scientific research!"

"Sheng Sheng looks like a love-hungry child at first glance! No wonder he wants to accept a beautiful woman as his sister!"

"People at the bottom are pursuing material things, while people at the top are pursuing spirituality. Obviously, the little scientist is a person with a pale and lacking spiritual world!"

"Oh, what a miserable life this is. A big boy can cry like this. It sounds so pitiful!"

"Based on the way the little scientist looked when he first met the beauty, he must have been in a very miserable state mentally, otherwise he wouldn't have developed this character."

"Anyway, he is very lucky to meet the beauty. You can see that he has changed a lot. I guess this rainstorm has completely opened his heart to the beauty, right?"

"I just want to know if this kind of orchid is what the beauty is looking for! Today is already the fifth day..."

"Wow! I don't know if I didn't tell you. It's already the fifth day! Doesn't the tea fight begin tomorrow after tomorrow?!"

"I hope this kind of words is what I'm looking for! I hope I can catch up with the tea fighting competition!"

"Have you seen this flower?"

In the conference room converted from an abandoned classroom, seven or eight elderly people were sitting there who had been summoned to the meeting.

Director Awamura held up the golden orchid fixed on the wooden board and asked loudly in dialect.

The old people in the village have been living alone for a long time, and their reactions are sluggish. They look at the orchid as if they are awake or confused, grinning with a dull expression that is half a smile but not a smile.Ye Zhen clenched her hands and glanced across their thin faces covered with fishnet lines.

"Is this a drumstick flower?" an old lady said expressionlessly.

Ye Zhen's heart tightened: "Old man, are you sure this is called Drumstick Flower? Have you seen it before?

An old man who smoked dry pipe knocked his pipe and said slowly: "It's just a drumstick, not a rare thing."

This old man Ye Zhen is very knowledgeable. He is the clearest-minded and most expressive old man in the village.

Ye Zhen picked up the orchid, walked to him and squatted down: "Was this flower common in the past?"

"It's common. It's as common as azalea and honeysuckle. When we were young, we went to the mountains to pick it and we could sell it for money."

Ye Zhen's breathing was a little rapid: "Who are they sold to? What are they used for?"

"There is a tea shop in Qihua that accepts them. I don't know what they are used for."

Ye Zhen asked in a tight voice: "What's the name of that tea shop? Can you still find the successor? Have you ever drank that kind of tea?"

"Oh, how do you remember that?" The old man gestured with his hand to indicate the height of one meter, "What kind of tea can a person who is a little bigger than sesame and mung bean drink? I can't even afford it!"

Ye Zhen sat in a daze, her eyes filled with light.

Everything came to light, and she finally found the key to unlocking the mystery of "Lan Xue Zhi Fang".

After confirming that the golden orchid was the source of the fragrance of Orchid Snow, Ye Zhen returned to the town and Ye Shengxiameng and the others screened thirty reliable tea shops and purchased multiple portions of golden orchid tea for horizontal and vertical comparison.

It's a pity that as soon as those dried flowers are watered, Ye Zhen, who is familiar with the properties of tea, knows that they cannot be used in greenhouses.

As a last resort, she had no choice but to take Ye Sheng and Xia Meng on a trip to the origin of Yun Province.

This season, Yun Province is as dry as a desert. Suddenly, from Luoxi, which is very humid, to the Yunnan Mountains, Ye Sheng's body cannot adapt to the huge gap, and he suffers from severe autumn dryness syndrome.

He endured the discomfort of dry nose and itchy skin, and insisted on accompanying Ye Zhen to visit two dendrobium bases a day, visiting several major dendrobium producing areas in western Yunnan.

The small town called Jinggu they were in was their last stop in Yun Province.

Jinggu is a blend of mountains and rivers, and the natural ecological environment is very well maintained. It is well-known in the industry as a producer of Pu'er and Dendrobium.

"This is the best golden orchid. It costs 100 yuan for ten grams. Try it." The boss of the dendrobium base warmly greeted Ye Zhen and the three of them.

The hot boiling water was poured into the glass teapot, and five golden dried flowers were placed in the cup like fish in water. After several ups and downs, they were placed in the cup. A burst of sweet and warm fragrance transpired up and penetrated Ye Sheng's nose.

He picked up the water glass and took two deep breaths of water. The tension on his face and the dryness in his heart were relieved.

Xia Meng took a sip of the tea soup and couldn't help but boast: "Sister Ye, you really need to compare when shopping. Compared with this, the scented teas we drank before were just pot water."

Before coming to Yun Province, Ye Zhen had many beautiful imaginations about this trip.

But after running around, she found that almost all the dendrobium here was grown in greenhouses.

Clusters of golden orchids are densely packed in the hot and humid greenhouse. They have been made extremely fat by chemical fertilizers. The flowers are thick and colorful, but the fragrance is light.

There is absolutely no trace of the spirit of immortality or the charm of orchid in the empty valley. (End of chapter)