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"I'll go, this thing is interesting!"

"Is there any knowledgeable person who can tell me what this is? Do we still have this thing in modern times?"

"It's a bit like the bamboo man I played with when I was a kid. It's the kind of man with strings that can move his hands and feet, and he also has a knife and a gun in his hand!"

"This seems to be a traditional skill of the Kazakh people!"

"That's right, it's the Kazakh Voltek! It is said that the Kazakh nation was formed around the 6th century AD, which is more than a hundred years earlier than the anchor."

“Link after link, my son is already crying and wants to buy this!”

Not to mention the sons of netizens in the live broadcast room, even Yan Kai and Cheng Hualiang found this interesting.

"Can I try?" Cheng Huailiang stood up and asked with interest.

"Of course!" The businessman handed the small xylophone to Cheng Huailiang: "You have to keep this distance. If it is too far away, the strings will be easily broken. If it is too close, the strings will be too loose and no sound will be made."

Under the guidance of the businessman, Cheng Huailiang tried to play. Although the music did not play as beautiful as the businessman's, it did make the puppet sheep start to dance along.

"This is fun, should you buy it?" Cheng Huailiang turned to Yan Kai and asked Yan Kai. If Yan Kai didn't buy it, he would have to buy a few and go back to play.

"Okay! How many of them will be sent to the post house to collect the money in a while!" Yan Kai nodded. This thing's younger brothers and sisters, as well as the children of Li Wanshun and Wu Zetian, are just the gifts for this trip.

So he made the decision without even asking about the price.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!" The businessman stepped back and didn't even want the set of blue sheep puppets. He said he gave them to Cheng Huailiang, and then quickly ran back to his shop.

The merchant behind him felt relieved when he saw that Yan Kai even wanted to buy such a toy. It seemed that his things were fine.

"Sir, take a look at our things!"

This time three businessmen came up at once and said.

Cheng Huailiang was about to ask the person behind him to line up, and the three of them said together: "One of us makes silk, one of us makes floral fabrics, and one of us makes ready-made clothes."

Yan Kai understood that these three relationships are still an industry chain.

"Silk and floral cloth? Our place is one of the largest production areas in the entire Tang Dynasty!"

Cheng Huailiang said.

Although he usually doesn't care much about these things, he knew under the influence of being in Kuoding County that the largest silk and cloth workshops in the entire Tang Dynasty were in their Kuoding County.

There is no way, who said that the machinery used in Kuoding County is advanced and can also use water power?

One worker in Kuoding County can compete with more than ten or even dozens of workers in other places.

The output is not the same level at all.

Hearing what Cheng Huailiang said, the expressions of the three people changed and they quickly explained: "The silks and floral cloths between us and yours in the Central Plains are different."

"It's okay!" Yan Kai said, "Bring your things to me."

Hearing Yan Kai say this, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief, and then carefully delivered their goods.

"Adelais Silk!" Some sharp-eyed netizens in the live broadcast room had already recognized it.

"That's right, it's Adelais silk. It's a luxury item. I just bought an ordinary silk scarf for 1600 yuan!"

"In our western Xinjiang, this thing is called Yubo Punengkanatigul, which means cuckoo wings."

Yan Kai looked at the silk and found that it was indeed different from the silk of the Tang Dynasty.

There is a naturally formed halo of color on it, which is staggered, scattered but not cluttered. It not only increases the layering of the pattern and the transition surface of colors, but also forms a richly varied pattern.

"Yes, very beautiful!" Yan Kai raised his head and asked the businessman: "How did you do this? Are you willing to let your workers cooperate with us?"

Craftsman Yan Kaili's addiction has returned.

"Cooperation?" The businessman was stunned for a moment, and then said with some embarrassment: "This... is all... an ancestral craft."

Yan Kai sighed. It seemed that the other party was unwilling. Many things ended up disappearing in the long river of history just because of a few words of ancestral craftsmanship.

But since the other party is unwilling, forget it. Netizens in the live broadcast room said that this craft is still preserved and can be regarded as intangible cultural heritage in Western Xinjiang.

When the time comes to learn from modern times, let the workers in Kuoding County study it.

The businessman looked at Yan Kai anxiously. He would definitely not be willing to hand over his technology, but now the goods in his hands were urgently needed to be sold.

The two businessmen who stood up with him kicked him lightly from below, asking him to think about it.

Fortunately, at this time Yan Kai said: "It's okay, we can't cooperate on the craftsmanship, but I will still accept your goods."

Hearing what Yan Kai said, the businessman was actually a little moved.

"And what about you? Let me take a look at your floral cloth."

Since this silk is so unique, I guess this floral cloth must be unusual as well.

Sure enough, the floral cloths brought out by the floral cloth merchants looked very ethnic in character.

The main thing is the pattern on it, which looks very exquisite.

"This is our tapestry print."

"Felt cloth?" Yan Kai asked in surprise. He had always heard about this thing. In fact, he had seen it occasionally on the road, but he was on the march, so he didn't have time to take a closer look.

This thing was invented by the Uighurs, the ancestors of the Uighurs.

In the third year of Yuanfeng reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty (108 BC), Princess Xijun married King Wusun Khan and lived in the Ili grassland for three years. She left a poem:

"My family is marrying me today, and I am entrusted to the king of Wusun in a foreign country. The vault is the room, the felt is the wall, and the meat is the food and the cheese is the pulp."

This poem describes the scene of nomads living in yurts.

Felt making is an important invention of the Uighurs. Felt is mainly used by them to build yurts, pave kangs, make boots, hats and some production supplies.

The frequency of use in life is very high.

The felt printed cloth sent by this businessman was printed with various exquisite and beautiful patterns on the felt cloth.

"This is embroidered felt, this is patchwork felt, this is rolled felt, this is printed felt, this is painted felt." Seeing Yan Kai's interest, the floral cloth merchant spared no effort to introduce the floral cloth he brought.

The garment merchant also showed Yan Kai their clothes, shoes and hats made of Adelaide silk and floral felt prints.

The originally very exquisite and gorgeous silks and printed fabrics have a strange beauty after being made into ready-made clothes by their tailors.

Yan Kai looked at Marco next to him and said with a smile: "It seems that you bought all your clothes from them!"

Marco turned around generously and said with a giggle: "Yeah, my craftsmanship is not that good! How about it? Pretty!"

Yan Kai nodded and said, "It's indeed beautiful. Then I'll accept all your silks, felts and ready-made clothes!"

There are so many good things in Gaochang, and Yan Kai also hopes that foreign netizens can learn more about this beautiful place through his live broadcast room.

Instead of being wantonly smeared by those unscrupulous foreign media.