Chapter 122 Do you think you are not worthy of the thousand-year-old skills? (Update 1)

"I want to

call the police. There is trouble here. The address is..." Sang Yian's tone was calm and her voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly. Before she walked to the man who was broadcasting live, she had already called the police.

The man was a little scared. Obviously, the girl in front of him was a young girl with a baby face, who looked easy to bully. However, his legs would not listen to him. He had his own ideas and retreated cautiously.

He didn't stop until his back hit the shelf and he had no more room to retreat.

"I... I wasn't wrong! You... you have a small shabby shop, a handkerchief costs... 199 yuan, a purse costs 999 yuan, if not... it's not a shady shop then what is it?"

"And... and it's not some international brand, but the prices are... so high, it's a shady shop!"

Sang Yian had a decent smile on his face and asked softly, "You mean, you can only accept the high prices of international brands, and the treasures passed down by our ancestors are not worthy of such prices at all?"

The man was dazzled by her smile and couldn't follow her train of thought for a moment.

Sang Yian has picked up a navy blue purse with embroidery words on it. "Embroidery has been passed down for thousands of years."

"Different schools have been formed according to different stitches, different territories, and different characteristics. They are the precious wealth left to us, the descendants of Yanhuang, by our ancestors."

"Raising silkworms and reeling silk are the skills that the ancients relied on for survival. These are the crystallizations of the wisdom of our ancestors."

Sang Yian brought the purse embroidered with peace and joy in front of the camera and explained slowly, "This purse is made of Jiangnan Yunjin. Although it is not the top-grade silk, it is also woven by craftsmen with fine threads one by one. It is purely hand-woven, not the product of machines in the factory."

"If you know something about silk on the market, you can tell that the Yunjin used in this purse can be considered top-quality silk."

"Look at the embroidered characters on the purse. They were embroidered by the embroiderer stitch by stitch. If you know something about needlework, you can tell that the embroiderer used Su embroidery and Shu embroidery for the four characters. And the embroidery is in running script. These four characters are also sparse and natural, like flowing clouds and water. They are rare and good characters."

"This purse is made with silk reeling techniques and needlework embroidery methods that have been passed down for thousands of years. It can be said that every stitch and every thread on it carries thousands of years of Chinese history and culture. It is so precious!"

"You tell me now that it's not an international brand and is not worth the price of 999 yuan?"

The entire second floor was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone was shocked.

At this moment, men and women who originally just wanted to chase stars and use the same style as their idols couldn't help but examine the handkerchief and purse in their hands.

Feeling the silky touch of the material and appreciating the elegant and beautiful embroidery on it.

After hearing Sang Yian's words, they seemed to be able to feel the weight of this small object.

They seemed to see the woman with a bun embroidering something stitch by stitch in the yard.

They seemed to hear the sound of the shuttle weaving cloth.

Such beautiful silk, such beautiful embroidery, has existed since ancient times!

Our ancestors are really amazing!

After thousands of years, they can still directly feel such simple beauty and such long-standing heritage, and it only costs a few hundred yuan. They are taking advantage!

"What's wrong with you? Are you worshipping foreigners? You are a black shop all the time! It's your business to look down on your own ancestors, don't lead others astray!"

A girl with long hair rushed into the live broadcast screen and scolded the man.

This was like pressing a start button, and other angry people also rushed up and began to reason with the man.

"It's terrible to be uneducated. Tell me, what do you know besides knowing international brands? Do you remember that you are Chinese? You even look down on the traditional culture of your own country, what else can you do?"

"International brands are expensive, so you think they have the right to be expensive. But you think our skills that have been passed down for thousands of years are worthless?" "

People like you should not be anchors. You are simply misleading the majority of netizens! I suggest that the platform ban this store explorer Xiao Wang. He spreads false remarks, slanders others, insults and belittles our traditional culture. What's more, I think he has a tendency towards violence."

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The man was surrounded by a group of people, his face flushed with anger from being sprayed by everyone, but he was extremely stubborn and stretched his neck to fight the crowd alone.

"You are just a bunch of incited idiots! You don't even have the ability to distinguish. You believe whatever others say?"

"Oh, she said it was Yun Jin, so it must be Yun Jin?"

"She said it was Su Xiu, so it must be Su Xiu?"

"Does she have any evidence?"

The man's arrogance became more and more arrogant, and he loudly mocked the customers around him.

Ordinary people really don't understand the ins and outs of it, but most of the people who came today are star-chasing girls. If their idols say it is, then it must be!

"What a joke! Then you say this is not Yun Jin, where is the evidence?"

The girl with long black hair rolled her eyes at him, and the intensity of her mockery was awesome!

The man was speechless for a while.

"This is really the first time I've encountered such a thing. I'm so ignorant, yet I'm still shouting so loudly. What's the matter? You're a frog in a well. You don't know Yunjin and don't understand embroidery, but you're still so proud of it?"

The man was so angry that his face turned red, and his arm, which was holding up his mobile phone for live broadcast, was shaking.

"This is indeed Yunjin."

A clear male voice came in.

Among the crowd, a handsome man with waist-length hair, tied loosely with only a sky blue ribbon, walked in.

The man was wearing a Tang suit, his skin was a little pale, and his whole body exuded a broken beauty.

He was followed by a gentleman in a suit and white gloves, whose temperament was very much like a British butler from an anime.

The second floor was quiet again.

Because of the man who suddenly appeared, because of his outstanding facial features, and because of his identity.

Zhou Yu'an.

The largest fabric manufacturer in China.

He almost monopolized the production of all fabrics.

He has been surrounded by all kinds of fabrics since he was a child. If he said it was Yunjin, then it must be.

He is definitely an authority in the industry.

Sang Yian really has no resistance to the beauty of the world. This level of handsome guy is right in front of her. If she doesn't take a good look at him, she will be sorry for her eyes.

Zhou Yu'an noticed this look full of surprise and went straight to meet it. Sang Yian immediately came back to his senses and said, "Thank you Mr. Zhou for your righteous words. Our shop is not big. Please feel free to look around, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Yu'an smiled and said, "These purses are finely made and made of precious materials. Mr. Sang marked the price so low. Are you doing charity?"

Sang Yian was shocked: This, this is still low?

The little prince clearly said that these were all embroideries collected from the silk shops in the capital, not from the Shangyi Bureau, so they were barely acceptable!

Boss Sang, who didn't understand the market, said he was hit hard.

The man who was broadcasting live was also hit hard.

He said it was the price of running a black shop, but Zhou Yu'an said it was charity? ? ?

No need to think about it, he will definitely be scolded by netizens and fans during this live broadcast.

No, he is not sure whether his fans will still be there.

Seeing that everyone's attention is no longer on him, the man wanted to take the opportunity to slip away.

How could he know that the little parrot is always paying attention to this place.

Seeing that he was about to leave, he immediately shouted: "Evil creature! Where are you escaping?"

Everyone: Why did I hear the voice of Sun Wukong?