Tucked high on the mist-capped Meng Ding Mountain in Ya’an, Sichuan, a tea once reserved for emperors still awakens each April wh...

Tucked away in the cloud-veiled highlands of Ya’an, Sichuan, Meng Ding Huang Ya has been quietly perfecting its golden hue for tw...

High on the shoulders of Mount Meng, where Sichuan’s clouds brush the bamboo ridges, a tea once reserved for emperors still wakes...

Tucked high on the northern rim of the Sichuan Basin, where humid clouds roll up the southern slopes of the Qinghai-Tibetan Plate...

Hidden above the perpetual cloud belt of Sichuan Province, the Meng Ding range has been sending spring water and fragrant tea to ...

Meng Ding Huang Ya, literally “Yellow Bud from Meng Peak,” is the least-traveled jewel among China’s six major tea families. Whi...

High above the bustle of Chengdu’s plains, where the Sichuan basin collides with the first ridges of the Tibetan Plateau, lies th...

Tucked high on the northern rim of the Sichuan Basin, where the Himalayas throw their first gentle spurs toward the Yangtze, the ...

Tucked high on the northern shoulder of the Sichuan Basin, where the Min River carves a gorge through 1,500-year-old sandstone, t...

If green tea is the fresh-faced scholar of Chinese tea and pu-erh the bearded sage, then yellow tea is the quiet aristocrat who s...