Walking on the Su Causeway, Yang Huairen seems to be able to see the labor scene of Su Dongpo back then, but now it is late autumn, and the various trees on the embankment have begun to turn yellow.

There are a lot of pedestrians on the embankment, obviously there is no mist floating in the vast smoke waves, and the little ladies who are calm are still holding oil-paper umbrellas.

Seeing the literati wandering by with their heads held high, Yang Huairen understood that the little jasper families were in the boudoir, and they always had a good dream of encountering a scholar and having some romantic stories.

This is where human beings are strong, and only human beings in this world have overcome the change of seasons and can live and reproduce anytime and anywhere, and when everything begins to fall silent before winter, only human beings still have such ingenious thoughts.

There is nothing wrong with the love of men and women, and places like West Lake have indeed given birth to countless lingering and touching love stories.

Yang Huairen suddenly remembered the story of the White Lady and Xu Xian, so he told a few ladies to have fun in leisure.

I thought that my storytelling level was first-class, but Yun'er was horrified when she heard it, "What the official said is so scary, how can a snake demon be combined with a scholar?" ”

Yang Huairen explained, "The snake demon has become a human form, don't get me wrong, not all demons are bad, but the White Snake Lady has saved a lot of people." ”

He Zhiyun still couldn't quite understand, "This ...... But after all, people and ghosts have different paths. ”

"Uh......"

Yang Huairen can't explain it, but Sister Ghost likes this story very much, and she has a kind of empathy for this kind of couple who break through the shackles of the world and walk together.

Yang Huairen glanced at the ghost sister flickering with a pair of blue eyes, but felt that she was really a bit like a goblin.

It's just that this goblin is so beautiful, Yang Huairen laughed unconsciously, several wives made a lot of sacrifices in order to be with him, but they all gave up their original identities, thinking of this, he was a little moved.

The second girl hated Fahai to the core, and her eyes were a little strange when she looked at Monk Wuneng again, and the harmed Monk Wuneng had to stand up and refute the loopholes in Yang Huairen's story.

"Lord Wang, what you said is not right, first of all, there are absolutely no snakes in Leifeng Tower, and secondly, if the white snake is flooded with Jinshan, I am afraid that the entire Hangzhou people will be drowned."

As he spoke, he pointed to a direction on the mountain to the west, "Well, Jinshan Temple is at a high place, at least dozens of zhang higher than Hangzhou City." ”

Yang Huairen glanced at the monk, "Isn't it okay for the white snake to flood the monk's temple?" ”

The monk flicked his wide sleeves angrily, shook his head and flashed to the side.

Su Causeway is indeed a good place, in addition to being a natural blind date place, it is also a market for literati and scholars, regardless of the day.

The scholars mentioned above were brightly dressed and looked relaxed, with a folding fan in their hands, and perhaps one or two soap-clothed children or horned girls carrying pastries and tea behind them.

Don't think about it, these are all children of rich families, and there are some people who are the same readers, and their lives are a little different.

They were simply dressed in plain shirts, and although they only wore a gray or blue head with their hair tied, they were meticulous.

They erected a simple shelf with bamboo branches, on which calligraphy and paintings were dried, and whenever someone passed by, they would come forward with a red face and ask, "Brother Tai came to take a look at calligraphy and painting, thirty pieces of text, hanging in the main hall of the house also looks full of books." ”

It is naturally impossible to spend 30 yuan to dress up your home as a scholarly family, but the poor scholars sell calligraphy and painting like this, also for the sake of living, or to accumulate money to enter Beijing to catch the exam.

Although Yang Huairen didn't like the sour Confucianism among the scholars, he remembered the hardships of these people for ten years, so he still passed by a stall and threw a handful of money, ready to sweep a bunch of calligraphy and paintings back.

There are not many people in Hangzhou who know him, but people with a discerning eye can see which rich man led his daughters to visit the lake, and bought so many calligraphy and paintings, which can be regarded as an interesting person.

It's just that those sour Confucians who sell calligraphy and paintings seem to have a bad vision, and they are unwilling to see that the artistic masterpieces they have worked hard to create are about to be taken home by a large amount of money with a dirt bun, and they seem to have some sighs of pearl and dust.

Yang Huairen only sighed, it was a sin to be rich, but thinking that these scholars would become officials in the real gold list high school in the future, and most of the moths that plagued the Great Song Dynasty, he suddenly felt a little unhappy in his heart.

It's really hard to be a good person, but it's easier to be a foodie.

Hangzhou's cuisine is also diverse, many of which are related to the West Lake, and it is said that Dongpo pork is a dish created by Mr. Dongpo when he led 200,000 people to dredge the West Lake.

The way this dish is produced is a bit special, so it is not said that there is a specific and authentic way to make this dish, and the people do not have too many requirements, and it is the best delicacy for them to make it delicious and can be eaten.

The other two well-known West Lake dishes should be Longjing shrimp and West Lake vinegar fish.

Longjing tea cooked West Lake prawns, is not a complicated dish, but it shows the characteristics of West Lake everywhere.

In fact, there is still some distance from the West Lake Longjing Tea Mountain, which cannot be seen by the West Lake, but the Longjing tea brewed with West Lake water is really not the same as the water brewed from other places.

Yang Huairen couldn't understand why there was such a difference here, so he could only think about the truth of the original soup and the original food, and the integration and unity of inside and outside may be one of the keys to the pure taste of West Lake Longjing.

The waters near the shore of the West Lake are covered with a wide variety of aquatic plants such as onion and calamus, and the lake shrimp, known locally as Luoguo shrimp, swim among the aquatic plants.

This thing is really difficult to see in future generations, in the absence of pollution at the moment, the West Lake aquatic resources are quite rich, in addition to shrimp, there are as many as 50 kinds of various kinds of fish.

Grass carp hide under the large leaves of the water lily, and occasionally a few trout peck their heads out and peck at the willow leaves that have fallen into the water, this fish is really beautiful, with a blue back and a red belly, and a dazzling color in the sun.

Beneath the clear water is a ferocious mandarin fish, dressed in a leopard print coat, and indeed as swift as a leopard, ready to prey on other small fish.

The lazy catfish lay on the bottom of the lake, mingling with the yellow-brown of the mud, and it would not have been easy to spot them if it weren't for the horn hat on his head.

The hunchbacked old shrimp is the most unlucky, once it leaves the dense aquatic grass, it will swim over with several fish to snatch it.

Yang Huairen smiled and admired all this, West Lake really fed tens of thousands of people by the lake with his own products, and he was already thinking about having time to come here to fish.