70s rebirth daily

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

"Master Song, try this year's new Dahongpao!" Ding Sijing brought the brewed tea to Song Fengchen, and each of the Xuanzhen brothers who were present had a cup.

Song Fengchen readily accepted it.

The name Dahongpao is almost known to everyone in Huaguo in later generations.

In the late 50s, Wuyi rock tea was listed as one of the top ten famous teas in Huaguo in the "Top Ten Famous Teas" competition in Huaguo.

Wuyi rock tea is produced in Wuyi Mountain. There are 99 rocks in Wuyi Mountain, and there are tea in rocks.

Dahongpao is a typical representative of Wuyi rock tea. It belongs to the best of oolong teas. It is unique and the most outstanding among rock teas.In addition, the production of Dahongpao is small, and it has been listed as a royal "tribute" as early as the Song Dynasty, so the price is particularly expensive.

Among them, the most precious one is the world-renowned Dahongpao mother tree in Wuyi Mountain, which is more than 300 years old and produces only about eight taels of tea each year.

In later generations, 21 grams of Dahongpao tea leaves from the mother tree even fetched a sky-high price of [-] yuan, which is beyond reach.

However, in fact, Dahongpao is not as mysterious as the legends say, and it is not limited to the few trees of the mother tree.According to legend, during the period of the Republic of China, the output of Wuyi Dahongpao was more than [-] catties.

The research and cultivation of Dahongpao also started as early as the period of the Republic of China. In the 80s, the asexual reproduction technology of Dahongpao was developed. After 20 years of planting and promotion, the output of Dahongpao also increased from [-] when it was successfully bred. The ton has risen to [-] tons in [-], and the price has become increasingly popular.

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

After all, ordinary people can't taste the pure Dahongpao.

This naturally included Song Fengchen.

When Song Fengchen became famous in the previous life, the mother tree Dahongpao had stopped harvesting, and those who knew him well knew that he loved Lu'an melon slices, so gifts would naturally cater to his preferences.

In this life, Taizu prefers green tea, not the taste of Dahongpao, and in order to earn foreign exchange, he simply listed Dahongpao as an export commodity, which is mainly sold to those Chinese and overseas Chinese who are not short of money. Generally, it is not available in China.

Therefore, Song Fengchen has never had the chance to taste the pure Dahongpao.

Right now, the technology of asexual reproduction has not been researched, at least it shows that Ding Sijing's Dahongpao are all purebred.

"The soup is orange-yellow and bright, the bottom of the leaves is soft and bright, the aroma is strong or faint, the taste is solid and sweet, what a big red robe." Song Fengchen was not hesitating in his praise.

Ding Sijing smiled brightly: "Master Song, if you like it, I will give you half a catty when you return to the capital tomorrow!"

This Dahongpao is not cheap, this year's new product costs eight thousand eighty-one catties.

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

But who makes these rich businessmen in Southeast Asia need money the most!

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

Ding Sijing also spent a lot of effort this year to get Dahongpao, which weighed a catty and a half. Excluding the little more than three or two he drank some time ago, the reason why he didn't give the rest to Song Fengchen was mainly because he still had Master Guangyang is here.

They are all benefactors of the Ding family, so we can't favor one over another!

"Okay." Song Fengchen didn't refuse, just said: "Then thank you Mr. Ding."

"Where," Ding Sijing said gratefully, "I should be thanking Master Song. If it weren't for you and Master Guangyang for saving us, my Ding family would have been killed by Zong Guiren long ago... Thanks for saving my life." , I can’t repay you, I will replace wine with tea, toast Master Song and the two priests!”

As he spoke, Ding Sijing raised his teacup.

But he didn't want to be at this moment, a violent shaking hit him, he lost his footing, and fell back to the sofa, the warm tea in his hand just splashed on his chest.

"hiss--"

He gasped, his eyes turned red in an instant, and at this moment, Song Fengchen's voice came from next to his ears: "The big array of Dharma protection I arranged outside the villa was forcibly broken."

Ding Sijing's heart tightened.

In other words, Zong Guiren is here——

Sure enough, the next moment, there was only a bang, and the gate 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 50 or 1.5 years old at all, his face was wrinkled, and the roots of his hair had even turned gray.As a man, he is a bit short, only a little over [-] meters, and he is hunched.

Zong Guiren's cloudy eyes swept over the Ding family and Xuanzhen's senior brothers - he had seen these people at noon the day before yesterday, and finally fell on Song Fengchen, the only face-to-face on the field.

Facing the rosy-faced Song Fengchen, Zong Guiren's complexion changed drastically.

wrong--

Wasn't the one surnamed Song seriously injured?

He is not stupid, after a little thought, he guessed Song Fengchen's intentions.

Another trick!

He gasps for breath.

Song Fengchen looked at Zong Guiren, his eyes drooped slightly, and he said, "I think this is the famous Nanyang Ghost Raising No. 1, Zong Guiren, Master Zong. Please forgive me for the disappointment when the distinguished guest arrives! "

Zong Guiren instantly stabilized his mind, the matter has come to this point, he has no way out.

He touched something on his back, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

What's more, it might be who wins the game!

Thinking of this, Zong Guiren's heart was slightly settled, he smiled but did not smile, showing his withered teeth: "It's nothing compared to Master Song, one after another, he played with me in the palm of his hand."

Song Fengchen chuckled, he couldn't lose his momentum, right?

He said, "Master Zong is absurd."

It can be said to be very arrogant.

Zong Guiren became angry for a while, and his face darkened instantly: "Okay, let me learn Master Song's clever trick—"

As soon as he finished speaking, when his fingers curled up, a scimitar made of condensed true energy appeared in his palm.In the next second, he raised his breath violently, turned into a shadow, and rushed towards Song Fengchen's direction.

Song Fengchen took his time and raised his foot to kick the heavy mahogany coffee table in front of him.Accompanied by a thunderous sound, the coffee table turned over and hit Zong Guiren.

Brother Xuanzhen hurriedly protected the Ding family and hid back.

boom--

The scimitar easily split the coffee table in half, followed by Zong Guiren stepped on one half of the coffee table, and took advantage of the situation to fly into the air. The scimitar, glowing with cold light, slashed at Song Fengchen's forehead with a murderous aura. go.

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

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

His reaction was quick, and Song Fengchen's movements were even faster.He raised his foot and kicked Zong Guiren's heart.

Before the scimitar could touch Song Fengchen's neck, it flew upside down with its owner.

"puff--"

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

"Nanyang Raising Ghost No. 1?" Song Fengchen withdrew his foot and said condescendingly, "That's all!"

But it was the exact words that Zong Guiren mocked him last night.

Zong Guiren had never suffered such a big loss before, with a grim expression on his face, he took off the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and quickly recited the mantra.

Seeing this, Song Fengchen sacrificed a dozen Five Thunder Talismans without hesitation, and shot them at Zong Guiren.

what?

Zong Guiren's pupils tightened. Facing the overwhelming stream of light, in a panic, he stretched out his hand to grab his waist reflexively, tore off the only wooden sign, and threw it out forcefully.

boom--

In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and a violent storm swept in. Xuanzhen and the two were alright, they were monks after all, and quickly stabilized their figures.The Ding family was in a much worse situation. They were directly carried by the strong wind and smashed through the window, falling into the open-air swimming pool outside the villa.

During the intermission of the storm, Zong Guiren, who had escaped from the sky, fixed his eyes and saw that at his original position, the female ghost in red seemed to have been knocked out of her wits by lightning.

He still had lingering fears, but before he could react, Song Fengchen roared towards him the next moment.

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

Like a shell fired from the chamber, the Buddhist bead escaped from his hand, and he shot it backwards, hitting the wall hard.

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

puff--

Zong Guiren couldn't help but spat out a mouthful of blood, and when he looked up, he saw Song Fengchen bent down to pick up the string of Buddhist beads.

He gritted his teeth, as if fighting to the death, and said harshly, "Do you think you can defeat me like this?"

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

He sneered and said: "Shi Guyan, don't you want the Ding family to be ruined? Now the opportunity is in front of you. Kill the Song family, and then kill the Ding family. You will be reincarnated immediately, and you don't have to be a lonely ghost anymore." .”

Song Fengchen's face tightened.

The next moment, a young man dressed in an official uniform of the Ming Dynasty appeared on the ghost knife.

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

Seeing that Shi Guyan really appeared, Zong Guiren was overjoyed, and he couldn't wait: "Hurry up, Shi Guyan, kill Song soon—"

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

"Wow, woohoo!"

His feet gradually flew into the air, Zong Guiren stared at him with an unbelievable expression on his face, he struggled desperately, and finally only got Shi Guyan's light sentence: "You are not a good thing, just want to use me. You are not qualified enough!"

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

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Ding's family affairs are in Chapter [-] ╮(╯▽╰)╭