Maofeng, Huangshan, is one of the top ten famous teas in China. It is produced in the Huangshan area of ​​Huizhou and is also called Hui tea. Because the newly made tea leaves are covered with white hair, spikes and peaks, and fresh leaves are collected from the peak of Huangshan, the tea is named

It is Maofeng, Huangshan.

It is said that the tribute Huangshan Maofeng will be selected during the Qingming Grain Rain period every year. After the tea is cooked by hand, it will be slightly curled in shape and looks like a sparrow tongue. It is yellow in green, with silver hairs exposed, and has a golden color.

Fish leaves, so they are known as golden pieces.

This kind of golden slice is brewed into a cup and the mist is formed. The soup is clear and green and slightly yellow, and the leaves are yellow and green, and the bottom is full of vitality. The most important thing is that the tea soup has a mellow taste, a aroma like orchid, and a deep charm. It is naturally a famous tea product.

Of course, the Huangshan Maofeng brewed with the Juluo Sutra is definitely not a tribute, but the most ordinary level. But even the average tea leaves can relieve heat and quench thirst as long as the taste comes out, making Fang Yuan feel very satisfied.

After making tea, Juluo Jing sat down and asked, "Little brother, what's the name?"

"Square, square, square, single one word Yuan, marshal's Yuan."

At this time, there were shade outside the house, and the hall was very cool. When drinking tea with good taste, Fang Yuan felt a leisurely and comfortable feeling, and the anger in his heart slowly disappeared, calm and answered questions.

"Good name." Zhu Luo Jing praised: "I didn't expect that you, who was young, have also studied the art of Luo Jing."

"I understand a little, understand a little." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "I read a few books occasionally and know some theories."

"It's not bad." Zhu Luojing sighed: "There are also some Luojing masters in the ten miles of villages, but when I chat with them, they don't know what water diversion and foundation is. Alas, even you are not as good as you. You dare to replace me as a half-baked person.

People choose good fortune and bad luck. The reputation of Luo Jing Master is ruined by them."

"Cough..." Fang Yuan comforted: "The forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. All walks of life are similar. There are mixed fish and dragons."

"I know, but I'm not willing to give up." Zhu Luojing couldn't help but complain: "You saw it just now. They would rather hold a huge rain-seeking event than believe me."

"Are you really asking for rain?" Fang Yuan said in surprise: "I thought I was promoting customs and culture."

"What kind of custom is in vain." Zhu Luojing said angrily: "If they have this free time, it is better to go up the mountain and dig the ground and search for the spring..."

"Fountain?" Fang Yuan was stunned: "What spring?"

"A spring that can irrigate all directions and form a river." Zhu Luojing said seriously: "According to my research, there must be a big spring on the mountain behind our village. As long as you find the spring and dig it out, it will definitely solve the problem of the village.

Drought.”

When Fang Yuan heard this, he naturally showed a hint of suspicion on his face.

"Don't believe it?" Juluo Jing hurriedly said, "I have evidence."

"What evidence?" Fang Yuan was a little curious.

"Wait, I'll get it right away." Zhu Luojing rushed away excitedly, and soon came back with a few books of loading books. Maybe it's been a long time since it was held back. It's rare that someone listened to his opinion, and he also wanted to tell me.

Anime.

"Look, this is the information I collected."

At this time, Zhu Luojing opened a book and signaled: "Kang Village is our village, a place surrounded by mountains and waters; the two mountains confront each other, and the streams are surrounded by villages; lions and elephants hold the door, and the gardens lock the entrance...

…”

When the Julu Sutra is opened, he carefully folds the pages and marks them out every page, and it is easy to find what he needs. And every sentence shows that the village originally had sufficient water sources and a river passed by.

Of course, this does not mean anything. After all, there were rivers that were originally dry and then flowing out, and it did not mean that the rivers must have something to do with the springs, right?

"Master Zhu. When did these rivers disappear?" Fang Yuan asked, reminding carefully: "And there is no direct evidence to prove that the river is related to the spring."

"No hurry, you can take a look at this again."

At the right time, Zhu Luojing picked up the last book and signaled: "Your sentence, you have a mountain in the village, and the spring water in the mountains is sweet. To cook Huangshan wild tea, it tastes very mellow!"

"I asked someone to ask. This is a literati note from Huizhou in the Ming Dynasty. At that time, Huangshan tea had not yet formed the Maofeng brand, so it is called wild tea. The most important thing is that there is no spring water on the mountains in our village now.

”

While speaking, Zhu Luojing was convinced: "So I'm sure there must be spring water on the mountain. Later, for some reason, the spring water stopped flowing. As long as the spring eye is regained and the water is diverted down, the village will be able to recover.

, the grand occasion of the village surrounding the stream."

"Well, Master Zhu has a good idea." Fang Yuan praised against his will, but felt that the evidence listed in the Zhuluo Sutra was a bit far-fetched.

Well, even if there was actually spring water on the mountain in the village. But if the spring water was cut off, it would not mean that there was another spring on the mountain. Although there was this possibility, it was not logically reasonable.

"I know, you still have doubts." As if you could see through people's hearts, the Julu suddenly stood up and said, "Come with me, I have other evidence."

"Hmm?" Fang Yuan was stunned, but he had no choice but to refuse, so he could only follow the Zhuluo Jing.

While leading the way, Zhu Luojing said, "There are nine wells in our village in total. There are five outside the village, which are used to water the fields. There are four in the village, three of which are used to wash clothes, vegetables and cook, and the rest are

One gulp for drinking!”

"It's so detailed." Fang Yuan was a little surprised.

"Because eight of the nine wells have poor water quality, and they are a little turbid." Zhu Luojing said in a deep voice: "The water quality is very clear and even a little sweet."

When Fang Yuan heard this, he immediately realized something: "Master Zhu thinks that the well has a connection with the spring on the mountain?"

"That's right." Zhu Luojing nodded and said, "I have studied it carefully. The sweet well has not dried up all year round. Even in the current drought, the well water is still very sufficient. In contrast,

The well water in the eight wells was not only half the amount, but the water quality became even more turbid and yellow. This is enough to show that that well and the other eight wells were not the same water source.”

"It makes sense." Fang Yuan agreed more, and this reason was somewhat reliable.

"The results I have studied for more than ten years will definitely not be wrong." Juluo Jing was full of confidence.

"From the analysis of the water quality of well water, you can know the difference in water sources." At the same time, Fang Yuan said curiously: "This is a simple truth, and villagers should also know how to judge. Why don't they support you in searching for new water sources?"

"Uh..." Zhu Luojing's expression suddenly froze, then there was a hint of embarrassment on his face, and he quickly changed the subject and said, "Look, that's what I'm talking about, and it's also an ancient well, at least several hundred years old.

.”

Fang Yuan looked at it and saw that there was indeed a well next to a few ancient willows. The well platform was very large, but the wellhead was sealed and sealed with cement, and then an iron pipe and faucet were extended on it.

Obviously, the ancient wells have enjoyed the goodness brought by high technology in today's increasingly modernized world. They have separated from the original water draw equipment and used more convenient and fast water pumps.

"After installing the water pump, you can supply water to every household." Zhu Luojing explained: "The weather is hot and the well water consumes a lot, but there has never been a shortage of water supply."

"It means that the well water resources are abundant." Fang Yuan nodded and said, "If the water source of the well water is on the mountain as Master Zhu said, then you should indeed search for the spring to benefit the people."

"I feel so too." Zhu Luo Jing deeply agrees: "Diversion of water and replenishing the foundation, reshaping Feng Shui, and blessing one side is what we Luo Jing Master should do. Therefore, no matter how many times we fail, I will never give up.

.”

When he said this, Zhu Luojing's eyes showed a sense of perseverance and an indomitable spirit.

"Failed? How many times?" Fang Yuan was stunned, and vaguely seemed to understand something.

"Ahem." Zhu Luojing also realized that he had let go of his mouth and smiled awkwardly: "At the beginning, after listening to my speculation, the villagers were quite supportive and helped dig a few wells in the mountain well. But those wells were not

The water flows out of the body and will inevitably damage their enthusiasm.”

"Over time, they think I am lying. Alas, those who know me say I am worried, and those who don't know me say I want."

Zhu Luojing shook his head helplessly and said, "They don't understand at all. A temporary failure does not mean anything. A foreign scientist who invented electric lamps is called Einstein..."

"Well, Edison." Fang Yuan corrected softly.

"By the way, it's him." Zhu Luojing sighed: "I don't know how many times I failed inventing the electric lamp, but I finally succeeded and became a great person."

"Yes, it's great." Fang Yuan agreed: "The invention of electric lights has made the human world shine brightly, turning the night into daylight, expanding the scope of human activities, and winning more time to create wealth for society. Of course, it also prompts the

The birth of overtime has caused Edison to be cursed by billions of office workers…”

"What?"

In the last sentence, Fang Yuan said it very lightly, but he did not hear the Julu Sutra clearly.

"Nothing." Fang Yuan smiled and encouraged with a passionate tone: "Master Zhu, the so-called ambition will be accomplished, and the 12 Qin Pass will eventually belong to Chu; the hard work will be done, and the heavens will not disappoint you. You can sleep on firewood and taste gall, and you can get three thousand Yue Jia.

Tun Wu. As long as you persist, you will be able to get what you want and find the spring."

"spring?"

Suddenly, someone sneered: "Juluo Jing, you haven't given up yet, and you are fooling people again. Can't you calm down? If you continue like this, you will be hollowed out by the hills of the village."

Fang Yuan looked back and found that the activity of beating the stick and asking for rain seemed to have ended. A group of villagers dispersed in groups of three or three, each supporting the elderly and taking the children home.

Several people came over there, and seemed to have a bad relationship with the Juluo Jing, and they all started to laugh at them.

"Jula Sutra, do you think that if you are on TV, others believe your style?"
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