Eight o'clock in the ancient town, it is already very popular, people are busy, although there is no development to be commercialized, but in the Internet era, there are people who come to travel, all kinds of down-to-earth snacks, rain and dew tea, rouge cake, green glutinous group, all kinds of crisp, find a breakfast shop in Yutaofang, as soon as you enter the door, Yueling is attracted by the colorful rouge cake. The so-called rouge cake is a rice cake made of various flowers or ingredients ground into flour, mixed in glutinous rice, and then made into various colors and patterns according to the mold, with bean paste, lotus seeds and the like added to it.

The crystal clear and various colors of glutinous rice are not only beautiful but also delicious, and this snack was once pushed to the headlines of various travel and food programs, and was liked by teenagers, and Moon Lemon is the most favorite to eat glutinous rice sweets.

Although it is not advisable to eat such heavy things if you are not in good health, it is also advisable to eat small and frequent meals. Yue Ning chose a little rabbit, a cherry blossom, a blue plum blossom rouge cake and a bowl of osmanthus porridge, Zi'an chose pancakes and fried tofu a bowl of soy milk, Zi'an is a boy who doesn't like sweets very much, but there is no doubt about the double standard of Yue Ning, Yue Ling handed him half a cherry blossom cake, and he happily swallowed it, but seriously, this sweet is not sweet, and there is a trace of coolness in the entrance, a little bit of hawthorn taste.

After breakfast, Yue Ning pulled Zi'an to take a boat, because there is no commercial development, the boats here are used by their respective families to transport goods or travel, asked for a while, an old man said that he had nothing to do, and went sightseeing along the town for 40 minutes, 10 yuan.

It's a good deal, and Yue Ning thinks that the old man generally knows a lot of interesting things. Glancing at Zi'an, Zi'an smiled knowingly and got on the boat together.

The early autumn sun is sprinkled on the sparkling water, the fragrance of flowers on both sides of the bank is continuous, because to make rouge cakes, every household has large and small gardens, planted with all kinds of flowers, many children in this town are still wearing belly pockets, as if time has traveled to ancient times, the era of yellow hair hanging down in the Peach Blossom Spring.

"Uncle, do you have some very interesting legends in this town" Zi'an asked, Yuening took out a cup of tea, Zi'an handed her a thermos, a pot of jasmine was quickly brewed, the old man saw the girl in front of him, smiled and said: "It's rare to see young girls who like to make tea now, look at the girl's clothes are also girls who like traditional culture, I'll tell you a legend told by the old generation, it's good." Zi'an and Yuening both gladly accepted that there was no turbulence or dark rocks in the river, and the old man sat on the bow of the boat and let the boat slowly move downstream with the water.

Zi'an handed the old man a cup of tea and asked the old man to start telling his story.