Feng Yong's family was also one of the victims. They spent money to buy tea seeds and squeezed out an acre of land to plant tea trees from their already tight fields. I still thought about gritting my teeth and holding on for three years, and then I would have the opportunity to make a fortune.
Unexpectedly, before three years, my hopes were dashed in the second year. Not only was the money defrauded, but the harvest for a year was also delayed. At that time, rural families relied on the harvest from the fields to survive, so many people in the village cried heartbrokenly when they dug up the tea trees that had been carefully cared for for a year, cursing the liar for not having a son.
In order to get more people to be deceived, the scammer even put on a show and carefully crafted a set of information about the tea tree. From how to choose seeds, to what kind of soil, temperature, and moisture are needed for planting, to what you need to pay attention to when planting, how to manage, how to pick, etc., a series of contents are still there, and even at the end there is a guide on how to make a simple There are many families processing tea.
As Feng Yong, the most literate member of the family at the time, he had no problem memorizing this information and explaining it to his family.
This is the story Feng Yong and Tea Tree have to tell. Of course, there is a story I have to tell with Jasmine later, and that is another matter.
Therefore, the highest level of deception is nine truths and one falsehood. Why were the swindlers able to deceive all the farmers in the county? It is because the tea factory is real, the tea species are real, the tea trees are real, and even the information is real. The only thing that is not real is that this tea factory is not that tea factory.
The so-called enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.
Feng Yong's eyes turned red when he saw the tea branches tied to the pheasant's feet. He grabbed the banker on the spot and asked where this thing came from. When he found out that it was a branch casually broken off by a farmer on the mountain, Feng Yong patted his chest and promised the farmer that if he found such a tree on the mountain, he would give him a bag of grain and settle the account on the spot without credit!
This excited the banker so much that he searched the mountain for several days and nights, and finally gave Feng Yong an answer: six trees.
If these tea trees can survive to future generations, they will be priceless treasures! Feng Yong was so excited that he was trembling all over. The original wild tea tree since the Han Dynasty!
Of course, as a country boy, Feng Yong did not have such pure and noble ideals to study the development of tea culture. The first thought that flashed through him at that time was: transplant those tea trees from the mountain immediately! Then he immediately denied it. I came up with this idea, not to mention whether the quality of the transplanted tea tree will be reduced. Whether it can survive is still a question. Even if one tree dies, Feng Yong will be heartbroken! Therefore, the best way at present is to use those tea trees as mother trees, collect tea seeds and cultivate them by cuttings.
But when Zhao Guang came to the door sincerely and asked for the making method of Quyuanli, Feng Yong suddenly realized that this damn thing was simply a god-sent opportunity! Since you say Quyuli is so awesome, then based on my contribution, I don’t want any other rewards, just some barren hills, isn’t that excessive?
So Zhao Guang was shocked: "Brother Mingwen, are you kidding me? What's the use of those barren hills that can't be cultivated?" He shook his head at that moment, "It's wrong, it's wrong. If we reward according to merit in the future, If I only give Brother Mingwen a few barren mountains, wouldn't I be ridiculed by the Eastern Wu Cao thief that I am a big man with unclear rewards and punishments?"
Feng Yong became anxious immediately: "That's it! If there weren't those mountains, I would rather destroy the Quyuan Plow than let it go to the world. His poison is my honey; his ruins Grass, my treasure, does the world know how big my heart is?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhao Guang's face was full of admiration: "Brother Mingwen is a great talent! He has a broad mind that I can't match, so I should pay tribute to you!" After a pause, he said again, "Brother Mingwen and I meet As always, if you don’t give up, just call me Erlang.”
Feng Yong picked up the wine bottle and asked with squinting eyes: "Can Erlang make the decision about the barren mountain?"
Barren mountains are good, barren mountains are wonderful, there are treasures in barren mountains!
Zhao Guang laughed: "It's such a small thing! The county magistrate here is the old subordinate of Jiajun. If it's just these few barren mountains, I can make a decision without alarming you."
So reincarnation is a technical job. I discovered the treasure secretly and was afraid that others would find out. This kind of second-generation official can directly make the decision and give the treasure away!
Seeing Zhao Guangda taking over everything, Feng Yong was overjoyed and greeted Zhao Guangdao: "Win!"
The host and guest enjoyed the banquet. Before Zhao Guang left, Feng Yong handed it to Zhao Guang with a food box and said with a smile: "There are some snacks in it, deep-fried twists, the little lady likes it the most. My sister was the one riding the horse that day? Can I take it back and let her have a taste?"
"Thank you for that, Da Lang. The person riding the horse that day was the daughter of the Guan family. Although she is not my biological sister, she is better than a biological sister. It is not wrong to say that she is my elder sister."
Feng Yong's eyes flashed, the smile on his face became thicker, and he asked seemingly casually: "But the tiger girl of the Guan family who Sun Quan of the Eastern Wu Dynasty proposed to marry but failed to marry?"
"Exactly."
"No wonder he is so heroic and brave, he is truly a woman and a man!"
"Brother's praise must be brought to my sister's ears."
"Tell the truth, not praise. Erlang, walk slowly and don't send me away."
That night, Feng Yong had a dream. He dreamed that he was rolling around on a golden mountain made of tea-leaf-shaped gold flakes, and then suddenly a mature and seductive woman appeared, a bit like the beautiful female boss in his previous life, and a bit like the horse-riding Guan. Ji, kept smiling at Feng Yong, and when Feng Yong couldn't help but pounced on her, she ran away with a coquettish smile... Finally, when she woke up in the morning, she felt something was wrong down there. When she touched it, it felt slippery and sticky. of……
So Feng Yong fell into deep thought: People say reminiscing about youth, but I am truly youthful again! This is much more awesome than mere memories!
Speaking of awesome, which is the most awesome spy organization in the world?
Not the messenger of embroidered clothes, not Baiqi, not the east and west factory of Jinyiwei, and not even a blood dropper, but the tea master!
This is an institution that has existed for more than a thousand years in the history of later generations. During its more than a thousand years of existence, it has successfully prevented countless people from trying to bring Chinese tea seed and tea seedling tea-making methods out of China, ensuring that the Central Plains Regimes in the past dynasties could use tree leaves to exploit the locals around the world and even the world, making them willingly hand over their horses, cattle, sheep, and even jewelry and wealth.
I wonder which organization in the world can be so awesome?
Of course, the point is not this. The point is, from this we can see that the profits of tea are extremely amazing! It's amazing that no matter which dynasty they change, no court is willing to give up the benefits.
Now it is obvious that the history of tea may be deviated, because a country bumpkin who crossed illegally has arrived, and now the officials of the imperial court are worried about the enemies in the east, south and north. How can they care about those buildings? What is there on the barren mountains that cannot produce anything? Of course, even when Feng Yong put the prepared tea leaves in front of them, they probably looked at them with disdain: I have only heard of cattle and sheep eating tree leaves. People who eat those things are not crazy.
The more harsh ones will say: "Tea is eaten by the barbarians." This means that the barbarians often pull leaves from the tea tree and chew them directly in their mouths.
Of course, if someone really said this to Feng Tuchel, Feng Tuchel would probably laugh and recite the sentence: "Others laugh at me for being crazy, but I laugh at others because they can't see through it..."
When tea appeared, later generations have never been conclusive. But Feng Yong knew that there must be one now, called tea soup. That is to say, pick the tea leaves and dry them directly, grind them into powder and pour them into water, then mix them with onion and ginger, add some meat oil, and then boil them over fire before drinking.
Feng Yong has never tasted tea soup, but he can imagine that it must not taste very good, and this kind of tea soup is usually used as a decoction to drive away colds and diseases.
