A group of people left the heavily guarded center of craftsmanship and entered the bustling craftsmen's district, where life suddenly filled the air. It was as if the solemn and reverent music had transformed into light, cheerful folk tunes, flowing together with the canals between the streets into the lively marketplace.
The sun hadn't reached midday yet, and there were no signs of cooking in the craftsmen's area. The commoners ate only two meals a day, so this was a time of busyness.
The most esteemed craftsmen were the jade artisans. Not far ahead, a middle-aged, experienced jade artisan was using a primitive grinding machine, paired with copper stone grinders, carefully sculpting a jade artifact in his hands with the aid of sand for cutting jade. He slowly and steadily carved an exquisite, ancient god's face into it. As the sand flowed, the crisp and pleasant sound of the jade was like a spring dropping onto the earth.