If oolong tea is the jazz of the Camellia sinensis world—improvisational, layered, forever balancing between green freshness and ...

High above the subtropical valleys of Guangdong’s Phoenix Mountain, clouds coil around granite cliffs whose thin, mineral-rich so...

If oolong is the poetry of Chinese tea, then Phoenix Dancong (Fenghuang Dancong) is the most lyrical stanza—an ode composed by So...

If oolong tea were a language, Phoenix Dancong would be its most eloquent dialect, spoken only on the steep granite ridges of Pho...

If green tea is the fresh watercolor of Chinese tea and pu-erh the slow-aged oil painting, then Phoenix Dancong from Guangdong pr...

If oolong is the jazz of Chinese tea—improvisational, layered, forever balancing between green freshness and black depth—then Pho...

If green tea is China’s fresh-faced poet and pu-erh its venerable historian, then Phoenix Dancong—Fenghuang Dancong in Mandarin—d...

Rising from the fog-capped ridges of Phoenix Mountain in northern Guangdong, Phoenix Dancong—literally “single-bush phoenix”—is o...

If oolong is the poetry of Chinese tea, then Phoenix Dancong is the love song of Guangdong. Nestled in the granite spine of Phoe...

Phoenix Dancong, literally “Single Grove,” is not merely an oolong; it is a living archive of China’s southern tea soul. Nestled...