When Zong Guiren found him, Song Fengchen had just finished his dinner.

"Master Song, taste the new red robe this year!" Ding Sijing brought the brewed tea to Song Fengchen, and a cup to the Master Xuanzhen brother present.

Song Fengchen readily accepted it.

The name Dahongpao is almost universally known in later generations of China.

In the late 1950s, Wuyi Rock Tea was listed as one of the top ten famous teas in China in the "Top Ten Famous Teas" competition in China.

Wuyi Rock Tea is produced in Wuyi Mountain. There are Ninety-nine Rocks in Wuyi Mountain, and there are teas in Yanyan.

Dahongpao is a typical representative of Wuyi rock tea. It belongs to the best oolong tea. It can be said to be unique. It is the most outstanding among rock tea and is called the ‘king of rock tea’. In addition, Dahongpao's output was small, and it had been listed as a royal tribute as early as the Song Dynasty, so the price was particularly expensive.

Among them, the most precious is the Wuyishan Dahongpao mother tree, which is famous all over the world. It is more than 300 years old and only produces about 80% of the tea every year.

In later generations, the 20 grams of the mother tree Dahongpao tea was sold at a price of 210,000 yuan, which is beyond expectation.

However, in fact, Dahongpao is neither as mysterious as the legend, nor is it limited to the mother tree. According to legend, during the period of the Republic of China, the output of Wuyi Dahongpao was more than 30 catties.

The research and cultivation of Dahongpao also began as early as the Republic of China. In the 1980s, Dahongpao asexual reproduction technology was developed. After 20 years of planting and promotion, the output of Dahongpao has also started from when the breeding was successful. The 20 tons in 2010 has risen to 5,600 tons, and the price is becoming more commonplace.

However, the so-called asexual reproduction technique is actually to cut the top ears of tea plants and cut them directly onto other tea plants. Although the Tea Research Institute claims that asexual reproduction basically retains the complete female parent traits, who can guarantee the taste of the cuttings? It must be the same as the mother tree Dahongpao!

After all, most people can't taste the pure red robe.

This naturally also includes Song Fengchen.

When Song Fengchen became famous in the previous life, the mother tree Dahongpao had already stopped picking, and anyone who knew him knew that he loved Lu'an melon slices, he would naturally cater to his preferences when giving gifts.

In this life, Taizu's elders preferred green tea, not the taste of Dahongpao, and for the purpose of earning foreign exchange, so he simply listed Dahongpao as an export commodity, mainly sold to those overseas Chinese who don't need money, which is generally not available in China.

Therefore, Song Fengchen has never been able to taste the pure red robe.

At the moment, the asexual reproduction technology has not been researched out, at least it can prove that Ding Sijing's Dahongpao here are pure breeds.

"The soup is bright orange-yellow, the bottom of the leaves is soft and bright, the aroma is long or quiet, and the taste is solid and sweet. It's a big red robe." Song Fengchen did not hesitate to praise.

Ding Sijing smiled openly: "If Master Song likes it, I will give you half a catty when you return to the capital!"

This big red robe is not cheap, this year's new item is eight thousand and eight jin.

This price is equivalent to 20 years' wages of an ordinary second-level worker in mainland China.

But who makes the most indispensable thing for these wealthy businessmen in Southeast Asia is money!

Especially in recent years, when Dahongpao has become a status symbol in the Chinese community over other luxury goods, it is only natural that it is highly sought after by Chinese businessmen.

Ding Sijing also spent a lot of effort this year to get a catty and a half of Dahongpao. Apart from the three or two that he drank some time ago, the reason why he did not give the rest to Song Fengchen was mainly because Guangyang master and apprentice are here.

They are all benefactors of the Ding family.

"Okay." Song Fengchen didn't decline either, but just said, "Thank you Mr. Ding, then."

"Where," Ding Sijing looked grateful: "I should be thankful to Master Song. If it were not for you and Master Guangyang, I am afraid that my Ding family would have been poisoned by Zong Guiren long ago... , I have nothing to report, I will use tea instead of wine to respect Master Song and the two Taoist masters a cup!"

As he said, Ding Sijing raised his teacup.

But I didn't want to. Just at this moment, a violent shaking hit him, and he couldn't stand firmly, and fell back on the sofa, with the warm tea in his hand pouring on his chest.

"hiss--"

He gasped, and his eyes turned red in an instant. At this moment, Song Fengchen's voice came from his ear: "The guardian formation I set up outside the villa was forcibly broken."

Ding Sijing's heart tightened.

In other words, Zongguiren is here——

Sure enough, the next moment, only a bang was heard, and the door of the villa was torn apart.

Even the air seemed to be quiet for a moment. At this moment, a loud bang was heard, and the door fell down, revealing a familiar face.

Zong Guiren didn't look like he was in his 40s or 50s at all. The pleats on his face and the roots of his hair had even turned grayish white. As a man, he is a little short, only a little over 1.5 meters, and he has a hunched back.

Zong Guiren's turbid gaze swept across the Ding family and Senior Brother Xuanzhen-these people he had seen at noon the day before yesterday, and finally fell on Song Fengchen, the only person on the court.

Zong Guiren's complexion changed drastically against Song Fengchen, who was ruddy.

wrong--

Isn't the Song surnamed seriously injured?

He is not stupid. After a little thought, he can guess Song Fengchen's intentions.

It's hit again!

He was short of breath.

Song Fengchen looked at Zong Guiren with his eyes lowered slightly, and said, "I want to come here to be the famous first person in Nanyang to raise ghosts, Zong Guiren, Master Zong. Please forgive me if you have missed the arrival of the distinguished guests! "

Zong Guiren held his mind instantly, the matter was over, and he had no retreat.

He touched the object on his back, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

What's more, there may be someone who will kill you!

Thinking of this, Zong Guiren's heart settled slightly. He smiled without a smile, showing his yellow teeth: "It's not as good as Master Song, ring after ring, actually playing me between the palms of his arms."

Song Fengchen chuckled slightly, but he couldn't lose and his momentum was not.

He said: "Master Zong is absurd."

It can be said to be very arrogant.

Zong Guiren became angry, and his face instantly became gloomy: "Okay, let me learn Master Song's brilliant tricks——"

As soon as the voice fell, with his fingers curled, a scimitar made of infuriating qi appeared in the palm of his hand. In the next second, he suddenly lifted his breath and turned into a shadow, rushing towards Song Fengchen's direction.

Song Fengchen didn't panic, raised his foot and kicked on the bulky mahogany tea table in front of him. Accompanied by the muffled sound, the coffee table flipped and smashed towards Zongguiren.

Senior Brother Xuanzhen hurriedly hid behind Ding's family.

boom--

The scimitar easily split the coffee table in half, and after that, Zong Guiren stepped on half of the coffee table and took advantage of the momentum to rise into the air. go.

Song Fengchen's expression remained unchanged, his left foot took a step to the right, his body leaned back, and he steadily avoided the cold blade.

The blow failed, Zong Guiren didn't hesitate, flipped his wrist, and the blade struck out.

His reaction was quick, and Song Fengchen's movements were faster. He just raised a foot, kicking in Zongguiren's heart.

Before the scimitar could touch Song Fengchen's neck, he flew out with its owner.

"puff--"

Zong Guiren fell from the wall, clutching his chest, with blood on the corners of his mouth, and the scimitar in his hand was instantly annihilated.

"The first person in Nanyang to raise ghosts?" Song Fengchen retracted his feet, condescending: "But so!"

But it was not last night that Zong Guiren mocked his original words.

Zong Guiren had never suffered such a great loss before, he took off the Buddhist beads from his wrist and chanted the spell quickly.

Seeing this, Song Fengchen didn't hesitate to sacrifice a dozen pieces of five thunder talisman, and shoot them out at Zongguiren.

What?

Zong Guiren's pupils tightened, facing the overwhelming stream of light, in a panic, he conditioned his reflex to reach out to his waist, tore off the only wooden sign, and threw it out forcefully.

boom--

In an instant, lightning flashed, and a violent storm swept across. It was okay for the two of Xuanzhen. They were both monks and they quickly stabilized their figures. Ding's family was much more miserable. They were swept through the window by the wind and fell into the open-air swimming pool outside the villa.

During the intermission of the storm, Zong Guiren, who had escaped from birth, took a look at his original position.

He had lingering palpitations, but before he could react, Song Fengchen whistled at the next moment.

Hearing the sound, he turned his head subconsciously and kicked his chest again.

Like a cannonball out of the chamber, the Buddhist bead broke away from his hand, and he shot it backwards and hit the wall fiercely.

With a plop, he fell back to the ground, leaving a large black hole on the wall.

puff--

Zong Guiren couldn't help but squirted out a mouthful of blood. He looked up just in time to see Song Fengchen bending over and picking up the string of Buddhist beads.

He gritted his teeth like a desperate struggle, and said cruelly: "Do you think this can defeat me?"

After speaking, Zong Guiren struggled to pull out the ghost knife on his back, tore off the talisman paper on the knife, and then threw the knife on the ground.

He sneered: "Shi Guyan, don't you want the Ding family to be destroyed? Now the opportunity is right in front of you. Killing the Song family, and then killing the Ding family, you will be reincarnated and reincarnated immediately, without being a lonely ghost. ."

Song Fengchen's face tightened.

The next moment, a young man dressed in the official uniform of the Ming Dynasty appeared on the Guitou Dao.

He is elegant, except for a pair of scarlet eyes.

Seeing Shi Guyan really showing up, Zong Guiren was overjoyed. He couldn't wait: "Quickly, Shi Guyan, quickly kill the surnamed Song——"

Before he finished speaking, Shi Guyan bent down, grabbed Zong Guiren's neck, and slowly stood up.

"Woo, woo!"

His feet gradually vacated, Zong Guiren stared at him, his face looked unbelievable, he struggled desperately, and finally only exchanged Shi Gu's light and fluttering sentence: "You are not a good thing, you want to use me. You are not qualified!"

Then, with a sneer, he choked off Zong Guiren's neck.

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