The bamboo sedan was carried in by Zhang ng and Li Jin, with the little girl still playfully sitting on it, waving to Lu Xiaobu while being brought in.
The bamboo sedan was placed on the ground.
Five unimpressed Japanese, along with a frowning Arican collector, took their first careful look at the bamboo sedan!
Then!
Their faces suddenly changed dramatically, filled with shock.
"This!"
The six of them exchanged looks, seeing the sa shock in each other’s eyes. They dropped everything in their hands and scrambled over.
The feeling was as if they had seen an extraordinarily rare treasure, their eyes nearly glowing!
The five Japanese just silently watched, continuously shocked.
But the Arican collector kept talking non-stop.
"Is this, Net Generation Weaving?! Is this Thousand Whistles Grouping?! Is this Rope Eye Weaving?! Is this Wheel Arc Weaving?!"
The Arican collector was spouting off mostly unfamiliar weaving techniques with an intensely rising pitch!
However, even though everyone couldn’t understand, they vaguely rembered that the fusion of these weaving techniques was what that fifth Japanese took pride in, considered to be the most comndable aspect of his artwork!
aning, the very thing that took them so many years to rge various weaving techniques, was presented today, lively and vividly on a bamboo sedan!?
The Arican collector couldn’t help but ask, "Master Guan, how did you co up with the idea to fuse so many weaving techniques in such a way to craft a bamboo sedan!?"
Guan Changsheng, upon hearing this, was again astonished and subconsciously said, "Ah? What fusion?! Shouldn’t the appropriate weaving thod be used for the respective part?! Isn’t this very normal?!"
Upon hearing this, the fifth Japanese’s face turned green!
Normal?!
This is normal for you?!
Then what’s the point of all my years of study!?
Guan Changsheng also noticed the change in the Japanese’s expression, hurriedly trying to explain, "What I ant was, don’t take it the wrong way, I’m not saying what you studied is useless, it’s just that we have always been doing this for so many years, I also don’t know..."
The more Guan Changsheng explained, the uglier the Japanese’s face beca, "Mr. Changsheng, please clarify, what exactly do you an by your words?!"
"What do I an?! Let tell you, it ans that whatever you’ve researched for so many years is crap!"
Lu Xiaobu interrupted their conversation, being blunt.
Hearing Lu Xiaobu’s words, the Japanese’s face went completely green!
His face was slapped resoundingly!
He had studied for many years, striving to combine multiple weaving techniques.
In the end, he succeeded, and with this work, he triumphantly reached the status of a master!
And yet, damn it, today he was told that what he researched for so many years had already appeared who knows how many years ago and had been in use ever since!
What does this an?!
What does all his years of effort an?!
What does their recognition of mastership within Japan an?!
The other onlookers who heard this broke out laughing one after another.
"Damn! So that’s what it was! Stuff our ancestors used so many years ago is now highly esteed over in Japan!"
"You know what, my grandpa also wove a few bamboo baskets, should I bring them to you for appraisal?! Maybe my grandpa could get so master title too!"
"Right!? Why didn’t I think of that! We have them at ho too! Take them with you!"
"Young man, don’t be so rash, otherwise you’re likely to get slapped in the face! Look, now doesn’t the proudest thing get a slap in the face right on the spot!"
"..."
The spectators were causing quite a stir!
They still rembered, though all five Japanese visitors were rather disagreeable, the fifth one was the most outrageous!
He had been acting all high and mighty, as if he thought these country bumpkins had never seen the world!
His identity as a master had kept everyone at bay before, as arrogance could be tolerated in those with talent.
But now, his very basis for pride, it turns out, was sothing that had been used in the Heavenly Dynasty for generations!
Now, why would anyone indulge him?!
The fifth Japanese man’s face grew uglier by the mont, he wanted to argue back, but he couldn’t utter a single word!
Actions speak louder than words!
All he could do now was to stand to one side, teeth clenched and face red with anger—fuming but unable to speak a word!
anwhile, the Arican collector was still carefully examining everything with a magnifying glass.
He reached out his hand as if he wanted to touch it.
But halfway through, he stopped and took out a pair of new, still sealed white gloves and put them on.
Then he gently touched the object, carefully observing and feeling it.
His face beca more and more shocked: "This! This! This!"
Hearing his surprised voice, the Japanese n rushed over: "What’s wrong!?"
"Look, this entire bamboo sedan chair, from top to bottom, is actually woven from one type of bamboo!"
The Arican collector said with a shock that could even be described as terror.
"What?! Impossible!"
The Japanese collectively expressed their doubt:
"Different bamboo species have different characteristics; it might be possible to use the sa material for a small flower basket. But this is a sedan chair—it’s impossible not to switch materials!"
"Exactly, and he used so many weaving techniques, how could it be possible not to change materials throughout?! It’s nearly impossible!"
"Mr. Smith, are you sure you’re not seeing things?!"
"..."
Listening to the Japanese n’s suspicious voices, the Arican collector’s face imdiately darkened: "Are you questioning my appraisal skills?!"
Hearing the Arican collector’s angry words, the five Japanese n fell silent.
They still believed in Smith’s appraisal skills!
But what Smith had just said, it seed almost implausible!
"See for yourself, a touch will tell!"
The Arican collector said coldly.
The Japanese n looked at each other, nodded, and got ready to feel and see for themselves.
Then.
"Put on gloves!" the Arican collector snapped coldly: "What if you damage the artifact?!"
Hearing the words of the Arican collector, the faces of the Japanese n turned dark green with anger!
They glanced at the clear footprints on the bamboo sedan chair, each of them twitching at the mouth—Xiaobu’s little girl had been playing on it without even taking off her shoes, and now they had to wear gloves?!
Was this their way of being embarrassed even more?
But, there was no helping it, Aricans can be quite rigid in their ways!
If they didn’t wear gloves, the Arican would certainly not let them look!
And at this mont, the little girl tugged at Lu Xiaobu, asking: "Brother, why are they studying our bamboo sedan chair so carefully?!"
Lu Xiaobu laughed upon hearing this question!
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