In Qingshi Town, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, there are green tea mountains and curling smoke.
The concubine Cen Wanqing's biological mother died young, and her stepmother took charge of the family, forcing her to pick tea and sell crude tea.
The ancestral tea art was only passed down to the first daughter, but she was tired and broken every day, and she couldn't get a word of justice.
But Zhou Yanbai, the demon king in town, who smiles playfully all day long, comes to mess with her.
The two of them quarreled when they met. He pretended to be crazy and acted foolishly, while she treated him coldly.
Pei Wenzhao, who secretly coveted the tea mountain, set up a trap at every step.
On the eve of the Spring Tea Festival, old tea trees were cut down, land deeds were missing, and rumors spread.
A fire destroyed the tea house, and she was almost desperate. When her life was hanging by a thread, she accidentally got a golden finger.
He can recognize the properties of hundreds of herbs, distinguish the charm of tea for thousands of years, and see through the true and false of people's hearts.
From then on, making tea was like a miracle. Once brewed, everyone was amazed, and the fragrance lingered around for three days.
While others were vying for the spot, she could take the lead with her eyes closed.
Zhou Yanbai still squatted on a tree branch and gnawed the candied haws, but only to protect her.
Pei Wenzhao's mask of hypocrisy was torn to pieces, and his stepmother's conspiracy was exposed.
She is no longer a concubine who can be stepped on, but the only female tea queen in Qingshi Town.
The bright moon shines on the tea mountain, smiling at the changes in the situation. She holds a cup of incense with him, which is sweet until old age.
