Baotou Jin Street Commercial Port Is Reflected in the Spring and Autumn Period

When the sand and dust of the 26th year of Guangxu's reign hit the banner of intangible cultural heritage research three hundred years later, the bluestone road in Baotou West Naobao became a recorder of time.​ Every grain of sand here hides a double story: in the accounting room of Duke Fusheng of the Qiao family, the cinnabar circled not only the innocence of the business, but also the morning and evening when the camel team walked through the west entrance; the crescent pattern on the red paper of the paper-cutting artist not only cut out the outline of the camel bell, but also the beating time in the abacus of the Shanxi merchants. The oil bodhi in Zhao Deming's wrist meets the shredded red paper in Li Guilan's bamboo basket. The white mist in the tea soup shop has been filled for a hundred years, making Shanxi merchants' account books and children's scissors overlap on the same bluestone.​ This is not a simple dialogue between time and space, but a code of civilization wrapped in annual rings - the bitterness of brick tea has the sweetness of integrity, and the edge of paper-cutting hides the resilience of inheritance. When you step on this stone road polished by camel bells, you will see that history has never gone far. It has just turned into the heat of tea soup, and in the sunshine of the new era, it has become a longer story.