No. 2 Imperial Court Pu - Erh (Ripe Pu - Erh)

A Liquid Antique from the Tea Horse Road

Birthplace of Legends
Crafted in Menghai County, Yunnan (21.47°N, 100.18°E)—the holy land of ripe Pu-Erh. Here, 1,800m altitude meets subtropical mists, where ancient tea trees soak in mineral-rich soils. The result? Leaves that ferment into velvety "dark gold" with the depth of a Ming Dynasty inkstone and comforting sweetness of steamed glutinous rice.

Time-Capsule Craftsmanship

🌳 Wild Arbor Selection
Handpicked from 20+ year trees in Xishuangbanna's protected forests, these leaves contain rare microbial communities that fuel their magical transformation during fermentation.

🌀 72-Day Wodui Alchemy
Master fermenters monitor humidity like Daoist alchemists:

• Days 1-14: Microbial "wildfire" ignites at 65°C

• Days 15-40: Earthy aromas emerge through daily turning

• Days 41-72: Slow cooling locks in chocolate-malt richness

⏳ 5-Year Natural Aging
Stored in bamboo husk-lined stone rooms, the tea develops truffle-like umami and antique parchment smoothness—patina only time can bestow.

Tasting Chronicle 🖋️🍵

• Aroma: Wet cellar mushrooms → Caramelized dates → Sandalwood incense

• Mouthfeel: Silken broth with the weight of melted dark chocolate

• Aftertaste: Warming qi rises through the chest, leaving lips sweet as if kissed by honey

"This tea doesn’t just satisfy thirst—it feeds the soul. Like drinking history itself."
– Professor Chen, Beijing Tea Culture Institute

Ceremonial Brewing

♨️ Water: Rolling boil at 100°C (212°F)
⚖️ Ratio: 6g per 120ml (yields 10+ infusions)
⏱️ Sequence:

1. 3s rinse (awaken the sleeping leaves)

2. 5s → 10s → 15s... up to 2-minute steeps
   🍶 Vessel: Aged zini clay teapot to absorb residual fermentation notes

Pro Tip: Save the 8th infusion for mooncakes—their lotus paste harmonizes with the tea’s date-like sweetness.

Why It Commands Respect

• 🏺 1973 Original Recipe: Follows the first successful ripe Pu-Erh prototype

• 🧪 Microbial Fingerprint: Lab-tested to contain 120+ beneficial enzymes
  

Imagine This:
Snow falls outside your window. You break off a piece of the dark, gleaming cake. As boiling water hits the leaves, aromas of rain-soaked earth and baked sweet potato fill the air. The first sip coats your tongue like liquid silk—an emperor’s indulgence now yours to command.