The last disciple who traveled through Medicine King Valley sells goods live

"What potion were you talking about?"

Shanshan said seriously, "This medicine requires three Chinese medicinal herbs: Astragalus, Honeysuckle, and Mugwort.

Astragalus has the effect of enhancing the body's immunity and can improve the tea tree's own ability to resist pathogens; honeysuckle has been praised as a good medicine for clearing heat and detoxifying since ancient times. It has a significant effect on inhibiting pathogens and can effectively fight against pathogens that invade tea leaves; mugwort contains a special volatile substance that can form an antibacterial protective film around the tea tree.

The specific ratio is 10 parts Astragalus, 8 parts Honeysuckle, and 5 parts Mugwort. However, since the leaves of this tea plant have clearly been affected by the bacteria and have turned yellow and curled, it's best to add 20 grams of Sophora flavescens.

First grind them into fine powder separately, then mix them evenly, add appropriate amount of water and boil for about three hours, finally filter out the juice, cool it to room temperature and it can be used.

This formula has been tested many times and is not only effective in killing tea leaf pathogens, but also does not leave any adverse effects such as chemical residues on the tea leaves themselves. It is environmentally friendly and relatively low in cost.”

Jiang Ningming, who was standing by, couldn't help but tug at the glittering sleeve: "You just told me the formula like that?"

The recipe or something like that must be very precious.

That Shanshan smiled and said, "Didn't you notice that the old man wasn't surprised at all by the formula I told him? This formula isn't a secret; most experienced tea farmers know it."

Who knew that the old man in front of him laughed: "Hahaha, not everyone knows that, at least he doesn't know either."

Following the old man's hand, Shanshan saw a person squatting opposite the tea tree.

Now, following the old man's words, the man stood up. He was a middle-aged man in his fifties. His hair must have been dyed, so he looked very energetic.

He was wearing a linen short-sleeved shirt and long pants, looking like he was working in the fields.

"Did you understand what this little girl just said?"

The old man's words prompted the middle-aged man to quickly respond, "I've already remembered it. Thank you, young man. Are you the lady that Mr. Yuwen introduced? Hello, I'm Huang Maoqiang you're looking for."

Well, Shanshan was dumbfounded. She had just acted so well just to show off her knowledge of tea trees in front of "Mr. Huang". But now she was told that she had flattered the cow?

"Are you Mr. Huang? What about him?" Sure enough, not only Shanshan was dumbfounded, but Jiang Ningming was also the same.

Who knew that the old man said leisurely: "I didn't say I was Mr. Huang."

Almost at the same time, Shanshan and Jiang Ningming put the blame on Wu Yulunbi. This guy couldn't even speak clearly. He wasn't even in his seventies or eighties, so how could he be called an old man?

The information was wrong, so they found the wrong person.

Na Shanshan chuckled and said, "Well, I'm mistaken. Hello Mr. Huang, my name is Na Shanshan, and I'm a fan of mine who introduced me to you. I brought this especially for you, please..."

As Shanshan spoke, he walked towards the old man and gestured for him to return the tea to him.

As a result, I saw the old man actually twisting his body to the other side while holding the tea can.

The meaning is very clear, no!

This was also Shanshan's fault. She had deliberately done something cunning when she came. She had placed the tea leaves directly into the bamboo pot. From a distance, you couldn't smell the scent, but as soon as you passed the pot over, you could smell the fragrance of the tea inside.

Not to mention the old man who was holding the teapot all the time.

Shanshan was also dumbfounded when he saw the old man like this: "Well, old sir, this tea is a gift from the younger generation to Mr. Huang."

"Whatever you put in my hand is mine. Ask him, does he dare to snatch it from me?"

Huang Maoqiang hurriedly said: "The students dare not."

Shanshan was amused and helpless: "But, I came here to see Mr. Huang for business. How can you take my gift away?"

Before the old man could speak, Huang Maoqiang spoke first: "Ma'am, don't worry. In fact, it's better for you to ask my teacher for this matter than to ask me. As long as he asks, Zheng Tian and the others won't dare to embarrass you again."

Hearing Zheng Tian's name, the old man became serious: "What's going on?"

Huang Maoqiang explained to the old man, "That lady is a buyer of wild tea leaves who has become very popular recently."

The old man understood with just one sentence.

"What's the point of you going to him about this? He doesn't dare to challenge Zheng Tian openly. We're from the same place, so we can't have an unpleasant argument."

That Shanshan said, "I didn't ask Mr. Huang to help me, but now they have gone to my landlord. He used to treat me well, and I don't want to break up with him. But with Mr. Zheng here, I can't find a place to live here."

The old man's face darkened when he heard this. "That damned brat always does these shameful things. He's also my student. I'm also responsible for not teaching him well enough now that you're like this. Come with me."

Huang Maoqiang suddenly said: "Teacher, you are not?"

The old man sighed, "That place is a knot in my heart. Now, I am not dead yet, and those unfilial sons are still thinking about that piece of land. It is better to deal with it while I am still alive. Out of sight, out of mind."

Huang Maoqiang looked a little uncomfortable: "If you want to sell it, you can sell it to me. At least with me here, it will always be your home."

Shanshan and Jiang Ningming were a little confused. What was the plot now?

Despite Huang Maoqiang's persuasion, the old man still insisted.

The old man was no longer able to resist Huang Maoqiang's pestering. He changed his demeanor and picked up the stick next to him to beat him: "It's been decades, and you have no sense at all. My eyes are almost cross-eyed, and you have a wooden wedge in your eye so that you can't see, right?

Sell ​​it to you, sell it to you. If I sell it to you, can I still drink tea? Do you want my house? You want to steal my tea!

Really, you're more likely to cause trouble than to help. Go away and cool off."

Huang Maoqiang was no longer sad after being scolded. He laughed and said, "I said the teacher got a fly in his eye and it blinded him."

The old man couldn't help but roll his eyes again.

Then he turned to Shanshan and said, "Aren't you looking for a house? Come on, I have one."

After saying that, he walked to the front.

Shanshan wanted to say that she hadn't yet said what kind of house she wanted. And, while she did want to buy a house, if there were any property disputes, she thought it would be better to forget about it.

But the old man just left with the teapot in his arms, leaving her no chance to speak.

She thought that since she was here, even if she had to refuse, she had to refuse clearly, so that the other party might be able to find her a new house.

Who knew that soon, Shanshan would be slapped in the face.

The old man led them out of the tea garden and walked to the path they came from.

However, when he reached the intersection about ten meters away, he walked in the opposite direction.

Then, Shanshan discovered that the place the old man said would arrive quickly actually took her half an hour to walk.

Fortunately, her body is not that weak now, and thanks to the tea mountains all around, she can absorb a steady supply of tea aroma.

The road is a slow uphill climb.

Just when Shanshan thought the old man would lead them directly to the top of the mountain, he unexpectedly turned left again. After walking for about ten minutes, Shanshan finally saw the shadow of a building.

However, as they followed the old man to the door of a house, Shanshan fell in love with this place at first sight.

Like many Hui-style buildings, the walls here are all white.

The only difference is that the gate is different from the ones that look very depressing and heavily guarded. There is no tall gatehouse or door cover, but only a pastoral-style wooden gatehouse and double doors.

After pushing open the door and entering, Shanshan discovered that this house was different from the ones he had seen before. This was a reverse-entry door, and the house inside was also built directly south instead of the usual north-facing style.

But when Shanshan followed the old man into the room, she realized that she was wrong, and extremely wrong.

This is not a small courtyard with a reverse-opening door at all, but the back door of someone's big house!

"This used to be a landlord's house, and it was said to be the villa of a high-ranking official in the late Qing Dynasty. Later, I bought it because I wanted to open a tea garden school and thought it was close to the tea garden and had plenty of rooms.

Originally, I just wanted to teach the tea farmers here some knowledge about growing tea trees, and these rooms were enough. Unexpectedly, the school became famous and had more and more students, so I chose a new place to build a school.

Except for the one above where I will stay for a few days, the other houses here are vacant.

But don't worry, I spend money on repairs every year, so the quality of the house is absolutely fine."

Shanshan was in trouble at this moment.

Because this house is really nice, the retro architecture is just one of the reasons why she likes this place. The most important thing is that this house is located on the easternmost side of the town. Standing on the left side of the house, that is, the terrace on the west side of the house, you can see various Hui-style buildings.

Moreover, this is the tea market where she buys tea leaves.

In the past, she was only at the foot of the mountain and always entered through the back door. It turns out that she looks so beautiful from a different angle.

This is what the misty Jiangnan, filled with the smell of human life, looks like.

Sitting here and enjoying the scenery really makes people forget all their worries.

On the other side, that is, the terrace on the east side of the house, there is no obstruction in front and you can see the sunrise rising in the southeast, and you can also see the tea mountains in the northeast.

The point is, this isn't a tea plantation, it's a real mountain. Even though it's already past ten in the morning, the mountainside is still shrouded in mist.

Even the fog was right above my head.

As soon as Shanshan stood here, she could feel the endless flow of tea aroma entering her body, which instantly gave her body, which was a little tired from walking such a long way, strength.

In addition to the two terraces, which were enough for her to like, she also liked the room.

It is very similar to the house she lives in now, with white walls on the outside and a wooden mortise and tenon structure on the inside.

However, there is only one floor here, and it is a large independent room blocked by a screen.