White tea legend

The tea leaves in the basket have a strange appearance. They are all buds, as straight as needles, fat and heavy, densely covered with white hairs, and silvery white in color with luster.

"Our tea is so unique!" Caixia exclaimed.

"It's so strange. It's not like leaves, but like needles," Bai Cha said. "Caixia, remember, we need to treat tea needles gently when picking them to avoid damage and keep the buds and leaves intact. You can use a needle-drawing tool." The method is to pick one bud, or you can pick one bud, one or two leaves. Also remember the ten don’ts: don’t pick on rainy days, don’t pick when the dew is wet, don’t pick on thin buds, don’t pick on purple bud heads, don’t pick on wind-damaged buds. wait……"

Caixia counted with her hands, "It's only five but not enough..."

Looking up, the white tea has entered the depths of the tea garden. She has a light posture and is picking tea in the tea garden, as if she is stepping on clouds under her feet, making no sound. The long skirt on her body is elegant and soft, swaying gently with her movements, like a blooming flower in the tea garden.

She has a delicate face, a faint smile, and focused eyes. Her movements of picking tea leaves are orderly and natural. Every bend and every reach is integrated with the surrounding environment, harmonious and natural.

As Caixia watched, mist appeared in front of her eyes, and the entire tea garden was filled with a hazy and mysterious atmosphere.

The mist dissipated, the tea garden was empty, and the white tea was gone.

"White Tea Fairy! White Tea Fairy!" Caixia shouted to the tea garden.

……

The miracle doctor held a folding fan in his hand and stood quietly on the top of the rugged mountain. His gaze penetrated the clouds and seemed to have traveled through time and space, eagerly awaiting the return of the little tea tree spirit. His white clothes fluttered in the wind, contrasting with the surrounding steep peaks and flowing clouds and mists.

The surrounding rocks have been carved unevenly by the years, and each stone seems to have its own story. They silently accompany the immortal in white and bear witness to his waiting. On the top of the mountain, the wind was gentle and the clouds were light, and everything seemed so peaceful. Only the eyes of the immortal, like bright stars, were always fixed in the distance, waiting for the beautiful shadow of the little tea tree spirit to appear in the sky.

In the clouds, the figure of the little tea tree spirit finally appeared.

"Miraculous doctor! Miraculous doctor!" She waved to the miracle doctor excitedly, and as soon as she landed on the ground, she held a basket of tea leaves in front of the miracle doctor.

"Look, miracle doctor, I have picked tea leaves." The little tea tree spirit's eyes were bright and her face was excited.

The miracle doctor took the basket and took a look at the tea leaves. They were all buds that were as straight as needles, fat and heavy, and covered with white hair.

"Miracle doctor, please give them a name."

"How about the Silver Needle?"

Bai Cha clapped excitedly: "I will use these silver needles to make a white tea banquet for Sister Longnu."

The little tea tree spirit held the basket and jumped into Hongxue Cave.

The miracle doctor couldn't help but smile.

"Giggle!"

A pheasant flew gracefully, its wings drawing elegant arcs in the air. The pheasant's feathers were colorful and shimmering with natural luster. Its tail feathers swayed in the air as it flew, showing a free and carefree beauty. Its eyes were alert and curious, and its head turned slightly, as if it was observing the surrounding environment, looking for food or a place to perch.

It flew over the treetops, gently touching the branches, causing a slight sound of wind. The leaves swayed in the breeze and made a rustling sound, as if welcoming the arrival of this uninvited guest. From time to time, the pheasants made a few crisp calls, which penetrated the tranquility of the forest and echoed in the valley.

The miracle doctor muttered a formula to the pheasant, and the pheasant stumbled and fell at the feet of the miracle doctor.

The pheasant's wings flapped rapidly, struggling to stand up, shaking its wings, trying to regain its ability to fly, but it hit the ground again, its body rolled several times on the ground, and its feathers were scattered all over the ground due to the impact.

The miracle doctor bent down and picked up the pheasant, his lips curved. Let the little tea tree essence make a pot of silver needle stewed pheasant soup, the taste is very good.

……

"This dish is simple and pure. It does not require complicated seasonings or fancy cooking techniques. The soul of this dish lies in the two protagonists: the pheasant brought back by the miracle doctor Lu Yu, the pheasant that originally ran freely in the mountains and forests, and me. White tea with an elegant and fragrant aroma."

Introducing white tea in Hongxue Cave.

Put the cleaned pheasant into a casserole, add water, and sprinkle with a handful of white tea. The heat is just right, let the water boil slowly, then take out some firewood, turn the heat to a simmer, and let the chicken slowly release its deliciousness in the embrace of white tea. As time goes by, the fragrance of white tea and the meat of pheasant are intertwined, forming an indescribable harmony.

"It smells so good!" Dragon Girl couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Lu Yu, the cockatoo and the cat all swallowed their saliva.

The moment Bai Cha reached out and opened the lid of the pot, a stream of steam with an alluring aroma hit his nostrils. The chicken is golden brown, the meat is fresh and tender, and you can see the delicate texture when you tear it gently. The leaves of silver needles spread out in the soup. The most simple and unpretentious ingredients make the most delicious soup.

"Sister Dragon Girl eats first."

Bai Cha brought a bowl of white tea stewed pheasant soup to Long Nu, and Long Nu drank the whole bowl in one go.

Miracle doctor Lu Yu, the cockatoo and the cat all got a small bowl, and most of the pot went into the dragon girl's belly.

"I'm going outside to get some air." Dragon Girl said, staggering out of the cave.

"What's going on?" Blackbird asked, "Dragon Girl just drank a bowl of white tea and stewed pheasant soup. Why is it that she seems drunk and can't walk steadily."

"She didn't drink a bowl, but drank more than half of the pot." Bai Cha looked at the bottom of the hot pot and divided the chicken between the cat and the cockatoo.

"Leave a few dollars for me," Lu Yu reminded.

Bai Cha smiled and put the remaining chicken into a bowl: "Yes, yes, you must leave a few more pieces for the miracle doctor. After all, this pheasant was caught by the miracle doctor himself."

As soon as Dragon Girl walked out of Hongxue Cave, she felt that the world was spinning.

The dragon girl leaned on a big stone and sat down, her jade cheeks stained pink, her bright eyes became watery, and her eyes were blurred. She stroked her forehead gently, her hairpin trembling slightly.

"What's going on? Isn't it just a pot of white tea stewed with pheasant soup? Why does it make you as drunk as wine?" Dragon Girl murmured to herself.

Her eyes fell to the ground, what was that? A dragon's tail. The tail was tapping the ground gently, stirring up layers of dust, just like her mood at the moment, which was a mess.

The mountain breeze blows, bringing with it the salty smell of the East China Sea and the distant singing of fishermen.

Donghai, her home, she loves...

No, she hates it!

A sharp pain swept through the dragon girl's body, and she felt her strength draining away rapidly. Unable to maintain her human form, she painfully transformed back into her original dragon form, lying on a stone on the top of the mountain in a hot state.

"Sister Longnu!" Bai Cha came out to look for Longnu and was startled by the scene in front of him.