White tea legend

It was actually Tian Changwu.

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For the Sanmiao tribe, Tian Changwu was a beloved leader. In the past, the Sanmiao tribe was repeatedly invaded, and the people's lives were not easy. Until Tian Changwu became the king, he relied on Prince Danzhu to make his tribe people live and work in peace and contentment in Huangcai, and lived a stable and happy life until Invasion of the wolf tribe.

The Wolf Tribe's war of aggression not only took away the home of the Sanmiao Tribe, but also reduced Tian Changwu from a noble king to the humblest slave. He was forced to become the property of the Wolf Tribe and began his long and painful career of slavery. .

However, Tian Changwu's heart never gave in. He endured heavy labor and cruel treatment every day, but his spirit was like the unyielding pines and cypresses that never bowed their heads even in the harsh winter. He knew that only by escaping from this land of shame could he have a chance to regain his strength and regain everything he had lost. So, on a dark, moonless night, with the desire for freedom and hope for the future, he took advantage of the negligence of the wolf tribe guards and quietly escaped from the wolf tribe.

The road to escape was full of difficulties and obstacles. Tian Changwu traveled through dense forests, climbed steep mountains, and trekked through endless deserts. Every step is accompanied by hunger and exhaustion, and every day is a challenge of brushing against death. His face was roughened by wind and frost, and his hands were covered with scars left by thorns. The high-spirited king in the past now only has a pair of shabby clothes and an unyielding heart.

In the struggles again and again, Tian Changwu's will was tempered and became stronger. Whenever night falls and loneliness and despair try to erode his soul, he will look up at the stars and recall those past glory and dreams. The stars twinkled in his eyes, as if they were the eyes of his ancestors, silently watching him, giving him strength and guidance.

He was going to find Prince Danzhu, bring in reinforcements, rescue the people of the Sanmiao tribe, and restore the old mountains and rivers of the Sanmiao tribe.

With this belief, he walked for who knows how long. After experiencing countless days and nights of wandering, he fled to this hillside. Because he was hungry, thirsty, tired and tired, he fell down in front of Lu Yu and Bai Cha.

"We have to make a decoction for him that can increase his physical strength and strength." The miracle doctor had already squatted down to check the body of the unconscious King Tian.

On the side, Bai Cha opened the gauze curtain of the curtain with both hands and watched every move of the miracle doctor.

Seeing the miracle doctor muttering to himself, Bai Cha looked back at her and said consciously:

"You can make Si Junzi Decoction, which is a common prescription for nourishing qi and blood. It requires the use of ginseng, atractylodes, poria and licorice."

"Is there a more complicated recipe?"

"Then Bazhen Decoction, which is a more complex prescription consisting of eight kinds of herbs, including ginseng, angelica root, rehmannia glutinosa, etc., can be used to treat Qi and blood deficiency to increase physical strength and improve fatigue. See King Tian must have traveled a long distance and suffered a lot before, so it would be better to use Bazhen Soup."

"Anyway, let's go find a ginseng tree first."

Following Lu Yu's instructions, Bai Cha quickly looked towards the distant mountain peaks, and a mysterious mountain peak shrouded in clouds and mist appeared before his eyes.

Ginseng, which can make people live forever, usually grows in such fairy mountains.

Bai Cha took off his curtain hat, put it on Lu Yu's head, and ran towards the mountain peak: "I'll come back and wear it after I collect the ginseng."

The miracle doctor wearing a curtain: "..."

The mountain road was rugged, and Bai Cha trudged through dense forests, climbed over steep cliffs, and finally reached the top of the mountain. There, a piece of green grass spreads out, with a ginseng plant standing in the center:

The palm-shaped compound leaves are pleasantly green, and the flowers have withered and are producing bright red round berries.

Bai Cha approached the ginseng, stretched out his hand and pulled hard, and the ginseng was uprooted. The fleshy root, the main root is thick and straight, the surface shows a bifurcation similar to a human shape, and is densely covered with slender fibrous roots, as if it is a wise man in the plant world, silently absorbing the essence of the earth.

This ginseng looks really cute. White tea couldn't help but be happy.

Beside, there was an old hen who was also very happy: "Cluck, cluck."

Lu Yu finally saw Bai Cha coming down from the top of the mountain, holding ginseng in one hand and an old hen in the other.

"With ginseng and old hens, let's stew a pot of ginseng chicken soup for King Tian! Stewing chicken with ginseng can make a delicious nourishing soup, which can also nourish qi, blood, and enhance physical strength."

When the miracle doctor saw Cha saying this, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

He put the curtain hat on Bai Cha's head, took the old hen and ginseng from her, and walked to the simple stone stove that was set up to get busy.

Bai Cha teased the snow-white gauze curtain with both hands and asked, "Miracle doctor, why are you so nice to me?" The miracle doctor didn't understand and glanced at Bai Cha.

Bai Cha raised the gauze curtain in her hand and said, "Make me the same style curtain hat as the Empress Jiuyou."

"You grow your own tea and love it yourself."

Bai Cha was stunned for a moment, then thought about these words carefully, and a hint of sweetness rose from the bottom of his heart.

Over there, an old hen had been stripped of its feathers, and the leaves of the ginseng had been removed, leaving only the fat fleshy roots, which were thrown into a broken iron pot that was burning on the fire.

"Miracle doctor, the ginseng has not been washed, and the chicken has not been washed. Doctor, where did you get the water?" Bai Cha ran over quickly.

The miracle doctor took out a small jade bottle from his waist and stretched it out to Bai Cha.

Bai Cha suddenly realized: "The Tianhu water presented by Fairy Yuanxiang has finally come in handy."

But after saying that, I felt weird again.

"The 28 water in Tianhu is not just the good water of dew, snow, ice, but also water in ruts, water for washing children, water for washing hands and feet. It's disgusting. Even the ground slurry is dug three feet deep. When you reach the loess layer, pour it in with fresh water, stir it up, wait for the water to settle and then use it, it’s also disgusting..."

"I only use the Ajing Spring to wash chickens and ginseng. The Ajing water leads directly to Jinan, and is also called Jishui. Jishui is green and white. People who eat this water have strong health and less skin diseases."

"Wow, King Na Tian ate this pot of ginseng chicken soup. Not only did he become stronger, he was also able to cure the rashes on his body."

Bai Cha glanced at the miserable King Tian on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief for him.

……

On the hillside, several people woke up after entering meditation.

I was awakened by the aroma of chicken soup.

"It smells so good." Jiuyou Sunu said.

"I smelled it too." Abao said.

"It's chicken and ginseng." Chaizi touched his growling belly.

"I also smelled the scent of Ajing water." As the head of the water department and the master of Baicao Garden Tianhu, Yuan Xiang has a better nose.

Cockatoos and cats are more conscientious:

"Why haven't my master and the miracle doctor come back yet?"

"Meow!"

"They don't stew chicken soup on the mountain, right?" Yuan Xiang said.

"That's too much!" everyone, including the cockatoo and the cat.

"Meow!"