"The Indigo Dyed Cotton"

The Indigo Blue-dyed cotton made in Tongxiang City has its own flavors. The process of making it is very complicated and the cotton boasts one of the finest traditional handicrafts. In Wuzhen's blue-dyeing cotton workshop, there are clothes, kerchiefs, handbags, fans, and toys made of blue-print cotton. The workshop also sells blue-print cloth. Tourists can participate in the process of making blue-print cotton. Are you interested in making such cotton by yourself? Have a try!

 "Sanbai Wine"

The Chronicles of Wuzhen Town tells why the well-known wine is called "Sanbai" (Three White) -- It means that the wine is made from "white rice" (glutinous rice), "white flour" (distiller's yeast), and "white" (clean) water.
The process of making the wine is the following: First, steam the glutinous rice until it is well cooked. Then pour cold water on the rice to cool it down. Next, smash the distiller's yeast and mix it evenly with the steamed rice. Afterward, put the mixed rice into a wine jar, press flat, make a small "pond" in the middle of the rice, and seal the jar, using straw or batting to cover the jar to preserve the inside temperature.

After four to five days, uncover the wine jar and examine the rice. If the "pond" in the middle of the rice is filled with wine, then the rice has been fully fermented. Pour cold water in the jar till the rice is fully covered by water, and reseal the jar. One week later, uncover the jar, remove the rice material, and distil it till the wine is done.

Sanbai Wine is noted for being pure, sweet, and tasty. Local people used to entertain guests with the Wine during the Spring Festival (Chinese Lunar New Year). In Wuzhen, people also call it Duda wine.

"Wuzhen" is a tranquil town that sparkles with vitality. The poetic dreams permeating the land easily wafts you to the atmosphere of the poem created by US poet Henry Longfellow: "Often I think of the beautiful town / that is seated by the sea / Often in thought go up and down / the pleasant street of that dear old town / and my youth comes back to me / and a verse of Lapland song / is haunting my memory still / "a boy's will is the wind's will / and the thought of youth are long, long thoughts…" Why not come here to have a taste?

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