Natasha passed the "black iron" around for everyone to see, but the contempt in her eyes was too arrogant and deserved a beating.
"Have you seen it?"
“Never seen, never heard.”
"This texture does feel smoother than ordinary iron."
"Is it true that ordinary swords can't leave marks on it?"
"Hmph, that sounds amazing. Bring me your sword and we'll know for sure."
The ministers were talking at once and discussing the matter.
[Humph, isn't it just "black iron"? I have some too, I can't use it all up even if I kill you.]
[Yes, host, take it out quickly and throw it at her.]
Ministers: So excited, so nervous, please take it out quickly. Although we can’t understand it, we can severely suppress this woman’s arrogance.
Jun Shutong stood up and walked to the center of the hall, bowed to the emperor, and said slowly:
"Your Majesty, I also have black iron like the one you have, and I have a lot. This is not black iron, it is just steel that is better than ordinary iron."
"I accidentally picked up some before, and I thought they were rare, so I put them in the small bag I was carrying."
"I will bring it out right away. Your Majesty and the envoys will have a look."
The emperor smiled warmly and kindly, and spoke softly as if to his own daughter:
"Really? You really have such an iron tool?"
"Then bring it out for us to see, and let the envoys from Western Yue see if they are the same."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Natasha stared at Jun Shutong with vigilance. How come she didn't notice that there was a little baby in the hall, holding a milk jug in his hand.
What’s even more outrageous is that this little baby had the audacity to say that she had it too, and even more?
You know, all the casting masters in Xiyue have seen this "black iron" and they all said that they have never seen such fine ironware. She didn't believe that Jun Shutong could really produce it.
Natasha felt that this was a warning from Dayu, letting a little kid come out and slap her in the face.
"Is this how you, Dayu, treat your guests? I understand that there are no weapons to exchange, but how can you let a child come out and lie?"
"Who lied?"
After he finished speaking, under everyone's gaze, Jun Shutong took out his small shoulder bag and started taking things out of it.
She used her mind to search through the space and put various small iron products into her bag.
A chipped kitchen knife, broken scissors, various broken screws...
Seeing that it was almost full, just enough for her small handbag, she withdrew her hand.
The emperor patted his fat face, pried open his small eyes with his thumb and index finger, and stared at the things on the ground as if he had seen a ghost, especially that one - the kitchen knife.
Ministers:
[Is that incredibly smooth iron object a kitchen knife?]
【What are those little circles with patterns on them? 】
[Is that iron tool with only half left a pair of scissors? ]
Old Master Jun had come behind his granddaughter at some point, and was now staring at something on the ground without blinking.
Although they had heard her thoughts a long time ago, they were still shocked when they saw her "take it out" in person. Even Fujiwara Koji squeezed to the front, as if he wanted to see it clearly.
Jun Shutong pushed the items in front of Natasha and said, "These are it. Take a look. Are they made of the same material?"
"Also, that piece of so-called black iron of yours is just scrap metal, something no one would pick up if you threw it on the ground. And you actually want to exchange it for our holy sword? How could you, Xiyue, be so poor?"
The woman hurriedly bent down to pick up the kitchen knife and compared it with the "black iron" in her hand.
After a moment, she picked up another screw, rubbed it over and over in disbelief, and muttered unconsciously:
"Impossible, how can it be the same?"
"Your Majesty, may I borrow your sword?"
Emperor Shunde knew what she wanted to do, which was to try it out himself. In fact, he had wanted to do this for a long time, so he signaled the guard to hand over the knife.
Natasha took the knife, moved her wrist, and concentrated all her strength on her right arm, as if she wanted to split the kitchen knife in half at once.
"clang"
Sparks flew, and the force caused the kitchen knife to flip over on the ground before falling back to its original spot. A shallow mark appeared on the blade, which was exactly where she had cut.
The big knife in her hand broke into two pieces.
Looking at the broken sword, Jun Shutong wanted to curse again: "Look at it, with such material, the dog emperor is reluctant to let his soldiers use the new one to fight the enemy in the battlefield. He is really unworthy of being the king of a country."
Emperor Shunde felt aggrieved and wanted to curse: "You compare it to the products of the immortal world. How can it be compared? Besides, do you think the kingdom is rich? You always scold me, but I don't have any money!"
"How come?"
Natasha murmured again. When she was in Xiyue, she had tried it herself. There were still marks of her chopping on this "black iron", which were exactly the same as the marks left on the kitchen knife.
In other words, the so-called black iron she brought out came from the same place as the thing the little baby took out, and they still had a lot of it, but no one had picked it up.
After comparing everything on the ground, Natasha lowered her eyes like a defeated hen, and the arrogance in her eyes disappeared.
I never thought that Dayu's iron tools had reached such a level.
[The Imperial Master never lies, but how do you explain these identical iron artifacts?]
In just a few seconds, Natasha came to her senses. This was not Xiyue, and she had no time to let her thoughts run wild.
"Your Majesty, I mean no offense. It's just that I just got this for the first time, so I started to compare myself with others. Now that I see that your country actually has so much black iron, I realize how shallow my knowledge is."
"Your Majesty, please forgive our ignorance."
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