Fortunately, there were enough cups, otherwise it would have been unevenly divided.

Tang Yuanming thought for a while and did not dare to put more tea leaves. He only put three tea leaves.

Thinking back to the ecstasy-like effect he had when he first tasted tea, he knew how powerful this tea was.

Three leaves are enough, and everyone at the table should be able to share a cup.

After a while, the water boiled, and I turned off the heat and waited for a while.

Open the purple clay pot, pour in boiling water at about 80 degrees Celsius, close the lid and wait.

Steam rose from the spout of the purple clay pot, and soon everyone at the table smelled a very, very indescribable aroma of tea filling their noses.

Everyone was refreshed and looked at the small teapot on the table with interest.

Feeling that it was almost time, Mr. Tang picked up the teapot, shook it gently, and then began to pour tea.

The teapot was too small, so we had to add water three times before everyone could get one cup of tea.

"This tea is so fragrant. Mr. Tang, does he know what kind of tea it is?"

I have drunk a lot of Xu Guotao's good tea, but I have never smelled such a fragrance.

Put it between your nose and smell it, and feel relaxed and happy.

The old man in the family has a special status. Although he has retired, many high-ranking people still come to visit him every year.

There are countless drinks and tea at home, but he has never tasted tea like this.

Mr. Tang shook his head: "I would like to know what kind it is, but Xiao Che picked this tea on the mountain. It is probably some kind of old tea tree."

"Everyone, try it quickly. This tea seems to have some special effects. You should be able to feel it if you experience it carefully."

After saying that, he couldn't wait to take a sip. The tea entered his mouth, and a slight bitterness suddenly bloomed on the tip of his tongue.

After the bitter taste passed, a sweetness like a summer mountain spring came up.

This was the end of all the hardships. After swallowing the tea, a cool feeling rushed straight to my forehead.

At this moment, Tang Yuanming felt as if his brain had opened up and was freezing.

My thoughts flowed even faster, and all kinds of thoughts emerged.

Even the forgotten memories appeared in my mind, and those memorable pictures became a little clearer.

Especially everything that happened with his late wife was replayed in his mind.

While regaining memories, I also kept recalling the experiences I gained when cultivating flowers and plants in the past.

At this moment in his mind, he had more inspiration for the same experiment.

The thoughts in my mind fluctuated violently, but to reality, only a moment had passed.

Mr. Tang opened his eyes, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad when he recalled his wife.

But the inspiration that emerged later made him ecstatic.

Just one sip of tea allowed him to experience multiple emotions at the same time. It was really magical!

It's like amplifying the desires hidden in people's hearts. I wonder if other people's feelings are the same as mine?

At this time, Mr. Pan and Mr. Sun also opened their eyes one after another, and they looked at each other.

Everyone saw looks of shock in each other's eyes. The effect of this tea is really exciting!

There was still a small sip in the cup, so Tang Yuanming drank it in one gulp.

The feeling this time was not as strong as the first time, but as long as he calmed down and tried to think about the areas he was familiar with, he could still burst out countless inspirations.

It’s incredible. Isn’t this the flow state that all artists and scientists dream of?

Flow can be understood as having clear thoughts, concentrating thoughts, deeply associating and analyzing a certain thing, being unwilling to interrupt, and being accompanied by a high degree of excitement and fulfillment.

However, this state of flow is difficult to achieve. Generally, only eminent monks or Taoist masters can achieve it.

It requires long-term training. In fact, in Buddhist terms, the flow of mind is meditation, and in Taoist terms, it means the unity of nature and man.

I didn’t expect that a cup of tea could allow ordinary people to experience this rare state. It’s so powerful!

After Jiang Che drank the tea, he clearly felt the faint spiritual energy contained in it, as well as the unique Taoist charm carried by the tea.

After this Dao rhyme entered the brain along the meridians, Jiang Che's brain began to work rapidly.

The Aoki Immortality Technique that Wuyou taught him began to unfold in his mind, and he gained a new understanding of his future cultivation.

And Jiang Che found that drinking this tea could help him meditate more quickly.

However, for the current Jiang Che, this effect comes and goes quickly because his realm is too high.

Strictly speaking, Xiaocha can only be regarded as a pseudo-spiritual plant. Perhaps one day in the future, when Xiaocha's spiritual consciousness awakens again, it will transform into a real spiritual plant.

Everyone has different feelings after a cup of tea, and those who think about it the most often feel the most profoundly.

Even though Song Huanhuan was still young, she also got a drink. After drinking it, she smashed it into her mouth.

However, all she could think of were her summer homework assignments that she had not yet started writing. She was so frightened that she quickly exited the state.

"It's so painful!"

Song Huanhuan stuck out her tongue, somewhat unable to accept it.

The three old men's faces twitched when they saw it, feeling a little distressed.

"Huanhuan, don't talk nonsense. What kind of tea does the child want to drink? Give it to me quickly."

After Song Tianxing drank his tea, he looked shocked. He quickly took the tea cup from Song Huanhuan's hand and there was still a lot of it in it. He tasted it slowly.

"Xiao Che, I would like to ask if there are many tea trees in Qingyun Mountain?"

Tang Yuanming looked at the empty tea cup and looked at Jiang Che feverishly.

I believe no one will have too much tea like this. If a painter can drink a cup of tea while painting, it will be like a divine help!

Pan Shoucheng and Sun Weidong also looked at Jiang Che curiously.

"I saw one accidentally. I don't know if there are other tea trees."

"I'll go take a look when I have time. If I have more, I'll come back."

There are definitely no leaves of Xiaocha in Qingyun Mountain, but I just don’t know if the branches of Xiaocha can be cut. I’ll try it in the evening.

After the ramifications are made, it can be sent to the back hill to be planted.

"What's wrong with you, Wan Nian?"

At this time, Yang Suwan looked at Xu Wannian and asked.

Everyone looked over one after another, and were surprised to find that Xu Wanniian, who was usually not very active, was tugging at Yang Suwan's sleeves.

Her big black eyes were fixed on the teacup in front of her, and she raised her hand and pointed.

"Want...want to drink."

Xu Wannian spat out a few words intermittently.

Everyone at the table was shocked. This was the first time they heard the little guy speak in such a long time.

Xu Guotao and his wife were stunned for a moment, and then they were hit by a huge surprise, and their whole bodies were trembling with excitement.

But the tea has been finished.

"Xiao Che, I know this tea is very precious. Can you make a pot for the child? We can pay for it, no matter how much it is!"

Yang Suwan looked at Jiang Che with wet eyes, tears of joy.

"Sister Yang, what are you talking about? It's just tea leaves, my son, why don't you hurry up."

Chen Xiuzhi immediately looked over, and Jiang Che immediately took out the wooden box containing tea leaves, took out a piece and put it in.

Mr. Tang quickly started brewing it.
Chapter completed!