The legend of Dragoni Tea

the extraordinary quality of dragon well tea has been praised by the tea people.

according to ming dynasty, “the spring of west lake is best run by tigers, and the tea of two mountains is best served by dragon wells”.

dragon well tea tiger springs is the famous hangzhou pictionary.

"it's never been nice." the song dynasty teaman sudong hill also left a thousand words for yongi tea.

when he went down, he drank a dragon well from a temple under the mount of the lion, where he drank it, and sealed the 18 tea trees in front of the temple as “gap tea”, which is still alive.

dragon well is known as the quantuan, which was located on the left side of the old dragoni temple more than 1700 years ago.

it is known that during the years of dejingde's wells, a large rock was dug from the bottom of the wells, in the form of dragons, known as dragons.

for thousands of years now, the legends and stories about dragoni tea have become more mysterious.

once upon a time, the dragon well was a desolate little village.

in the mountains are ten families scattered.

there's a stormy hut on the side of the village with a boss' mother.

the boss's mother had no children, she was alone, she was old, couldn't get up, couldn't get down, she had to look after 18 old tea trees behind the house.

the boss's mother was a good man, although she had to leave some tea every year, make a pot of tea every day, put two benches under the stool at the door, so as to ease the thirst of the passers-by up the hill.

one year after new year's eve, snow is pouring out, and the right-hand side of the house has made more than a year's work to prepare for the new year.

the old lady's house is so poor, the rice tank is so empty, there's nothing left but a few old teahouses.

however, she still stood up early in the morning in accordance with the old rules, grabbed her tea and put it in the pot, got hot and sat in front of the stove.

the door of the hut was pushed and an old man came in with snowflakes.

the boss' mother stood up and said, "o old man, it's snowy in the mountains.

the snowflakes on the old man's sauna went into the house and set fire to the cooker's hole while talking to the boss' mother: "what's burning in your pot?" the boss's mother groaned: “alas, i'm poor, poor, poor, poor, i can't do all three of my animals for god's sake, so i have to cook tea for the passers-by every day.

"the old man heard a laugh, and said, "no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

it's weird to hear it, but look outside, except for two old benches under the fence, and a rock-breaker on the corner, and a pile of old garbage in the rock.

"yo, i'll take your baby for nothing and sell it to me.

i'll get someone to carry it." when the old man said it, he took the snow and left.

she's looking at the rock.

she thinks it's so dirty.

and then he took the old garbage from it and buried it in the back of the house at the root of the 18 tea trees.

a bucket of fresh water was brought to the well, the rock was washed clean and the sewage washed down was poured on the roots of the old tea tree.

she just cleared up the quartz, and the old man came with someone.

he's at the doorLook, it's like, "Hey, baby? Hey, baby.

Hey, baby." "Oh, where did you put the stuff?" "I put it behind the house in the root of the tea." When the old man comes around the house, he's like this, and he's like, "It's a shame, unfortunately, that the pebbles are on that old pile of garbage, and since you buried it under the root of the tea tree, you'll have 18 old tea trees." When he said so, he led him away.

New Year's Eve passed, and soon spring arrived.

That year, the 18 old tea trees behind Mom's house were so dense that they produced a green sprouts, and the tea they took was so thin and fragrance.

When the neighbours saw their mother's tea tree grow so well, they cut off the bamboo, collected five grains and planted tea trees from the seeds of the 18 tea trees in the mountains so far away.

Every year, more and more, more and more.

Later, the area of Dragon Well, which was scattered throughout the mountains, planted tea trees.

Because the tea is so thin and fragrance, and it tastes so beautiful, the Dragon Well Tea is famous everywhere.

Until now, the tea farmers say that the 18 midget trees behind the boss's mother's house are the ancestral rice of the Dragon Well Tea。