Chapter 25: The Prince's Blacksmith

As long as this abominable caste system exists, there will be no future in this land. The history of Ah San is a history of aggression, invaded by various ethnic groups. Unbeknownst to the Asan themselves, this surname system itself was brought by the invaders in order to enslave the locals.

Liu Feng was pondering, and Guo Jia said, "There is something wrong between the prince and the bride. ”

"Oh?" Talia asked, "Mr. Guo, how do you see that?" ”

Guo Jia arched his hand and said, "Look at the bride and the prince, the two often meet each other, and I see that there is affection in those eyes, love and hate. Look at the big minister Hasmi, who repeatedly glared at his daughter with his eyes, obviously coercing. ”

"It's good that we don't mix other people's family affairs." Liu Feng said, in this aristocratic house, there are really too many bloody things. The banquet has begun, and anyway, there are no two people in this guest who know each other, so Liu Feng and the others just lowered their heads to deal with the wine and food.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, several people ate Haisai at a meal, and they were full of burps. Somehow, Liu Feng was very disgusted with these completed nobles at this time, so he beckoned everyone to quit and quietly left the palace.

In the streets outside the palace, there were many banquets, and people called friends, ate and drank heavily, and celebrated the king's wedding. Looking at the bustling streets, Talia and Asila couldn't move their feet, looking east and west, and couldn't put it down.

Liu Feng left Vikas and Lin Zhi to accompany him, first, to protect the safety of the two, and second, to act as coolies and do carrying work.

With Zhao Yun and Guo Jia, the three of them inquired about the blacksmith shop along the road. There are only four or five blacksmith shops in this city, and it is easy to find the one who strikes the iron, but it is easy to find, and after asking a few shops, there is a settlement. The three of them looked in the direction pointed by the passer-by and searched all the way.

When I arrived at a small shop, the two facades of the shop were connected together, and one side was striking iron, and the other side was selling some finished products. The iron stove burned red, and the big fat man Kurut was naked, holding a piece of red iron in his left hand, and the big hammer in his right hand, and the sound of clanging was endless.

Seeing that a customer entered the store, the beautiful woman named Lanxi got up to greet her.

"What do the guests want?" Lancey asked.

Zhao Yun has been here for a long time, and he can probably understand some local dialect, but he can't speak it. Guo Jiacai came over and didn't know anything.

It was only Liu Feng who could communicate, "We want to see the knife, show us the best", he said, and took out an ingot of gold and stuffed it into Lan Xi's hand.

Lancey was obviously overwhelmed by the ingot, and the rich and noble family would not have patronized it at all. A rare big customer, Lan Xi took Liu Feng to the innermost part of the store. There are all kinds of knives hanging on the wall, and this side is estimated to be relatively high-end goods, and it looks more exquisite.

Liu Feng and the three of them took it out one by one, and it was obvious that they were not the kind that they had given to the king before. Could it be that the fat man Kurut is hiding his secrets?

"Boss, you don't have any good knives here." Liu Feng said deliberately grinning.

Hearing this, Kurut put down the work in his hand, turned down the fire of the stove, and walked towards Liu Feng and the others. gave Liu Feng and a few people a salute and accompanied them to be careful

"A few distinguished guests, these knives are already in good condition, are you still not satisfied?"

"These few are ordinary, it seems that the blacksmith level of this wet Miro is still limited." Liu Feng deliberately provoked him with his words, and said with words.

Seeing Liu Feng's appearance, Kurut was obviously not a local, so he said, "A few of them are guests from the Tang Dynasty, my Shimiluo's knife is still much stronger than that of the Tang Dynasty." ”

"Not necessarily, right? Look at these broken knives, they can only be used to cut vegetables, and they are afraid that they will break when they cut down trees. ”

Zhao Yun and Guo Jia also acted as extras, making very disdainful expressions.

"It seems that I won't open your eyes, you don't know how powerful we are, you wait." It was everyone who had three points of fire, and Kurut was finally enraged, and turned and went into the inner room.

After a while, he came out with a dagger, and Liu Feng knew at a glance that it was almost the same as the one sent to the king. couldn't help but light up, but still pretended to be casual and said, "Is this a good knife?" ”

"A few guests can give it a try." Kurut was confident.

Liu Feng took out the dagger, the color of the knife was very dark, and the body was full of irregular patterns, and there was a chill on the blade, but it was the big Malaysian leather knife.

At this time, Liu Feng had an extra heart, and under the pretext that the light in the house was dark, he took the big Malaysian leather knife outside the store, and then deliberately amplified his voice and shouted:

"Don't bully us outsiders and fool us with this black thing."

Seeing that there was a bustle here, the pedestrians on the street happened to be full of wine and food at this time, and they came forward one after another, just like the people of the Central Plains, and soon a circular field was enclosed on the street. There were women, children and women, and even more, they had food in their hands, and they watched as they ate.

Some enthusiastic viewers who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement are coaxing at this time:

Someone said, "Fatty, don't bully foreigners." ”

Someone next to him immediately chimed in: "That's right, let's believe in Buddhism, be kind and convince people with virtue." ”

There are also those who stand on the side of the fat man: "No, you see this knife, it's still a little delicate." ”

"What's the use of delicacy, knives, you need to be sharp and tough." This one knows a little bit about the doorway.