High among the perennially cloud-draped Meng Ding Mountains of Ya’an, Sichuan, a tea once reserved for emperors still unfurls its...

Tucked high above the Sichuan basin, where the Min River bends like a jade ribbon around peaks often veiled in cloud, lies Meng D...

Tucked high above the Sichuan basin where warm valley vapors meet Himalayan winds, Meng Ding Huang Ya—literally “Yellow Bud from ...

High on the shoulders of Sichuan’s sacred Meng Ding Shan, where perennial mist folds the granite cliffs into soft anonymity, a te...

Tucked high on the northern escarpment of the Meng Ding massif in Sichuan province, a tea has been quietly seducing emperors, poe...

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

Meng Ding Huang Ya, literally “Yellow Bud from Meng Mountain,” is the least exported yet most aristocratic member of China’s yell...

Tucked high on the mist-capped slopes of Mt. Meng in Sichuan Province, Meng Ding Huang Ya has been whispered about in Chinese tea...

Tucked high on the northern rim of the Sichuan Basin, where the Tibetan Plateau exhales cool, mineral-laden clouds toward the Yan...

Tucked high on the mist-veiled shoulders of Mount Meng in Sichuan Province, Meng Ding Huang Ya—literally “Yellow Bud from the Sum...