Chu Xuanchen thought of Yun Ruoyue's transformation in the past few months and couldn't help but want to trust her.
She can even reattach her broken arm. Maybe there is a way to solve this problem.
However, he couldn't stop talking.
At this time, people in the audience were already talking angrily.
"This is a boiling oil pot. It's so hot. If you get even a little closer, your hand will be burned, let alone put your whole hand in it? I think the people of Dayi are making things difficult for Chu. They clearly did it on purpose."
"Perhaps the people of Dayi State hunt all year round, and the calluses on their hands are thicker, so they dare to put their hands in. The people of Chu State are all thin-skinned and tender, how can they dare to put their hands in?"
"No, I have been practicing martial arts for decades. The calluses on my hands are so thick that they can be used as gloves. I don't dare to put my hands in them."
"As the saying goes, no matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives. I have practiced iron sand palm for so many years and killed countless enemies on the battlefield, but I still dare not put my hand into the frying pan. I don't believe that people from the Dayi Kingdom dare to
I'm afraid this is a trap, we can't get into it."
When the bearded man heard the words of the civil servants and military generals, he suddenly raised his head and laughed wildly, "Humph, you guys are really ignorant. You don't know it, so you think others don't know it? There are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world. If you dare to bet, wait a moment.
I will order people to heat up the oil pan, and I will let you see with your own eyes my ability to fish for holy beads with my bare hands!"
"Why should we bet with you? Your country and our country have signed a tribute contract long ago. Once signed, it lasts for fifty years, and there are still thirty-five years before the tribute is completed. Are you people in Dayi country all dishonest?
An unjust person?" Prince Feng tugged on his snow-white beard and said angrily.
The bearded man's eyes were full of contempt, "You don't need to talk so much nonsense. If you don't dare, you just don't dare. Don't make excuses for yourself. The great state of Chu can't find a single powerful talent, not even as good as our Dayi state. It seems that this tribute
, we don’t need it anymore, our country of Dayi will only pay tribute to the truly powerful countries and will never pay tribute to the humble people!"
"What you are saying is that as long as someone from our Chu State can put their hand into the oil pan and fish out your holy pearl, you will continue to pay tribute to the Chu State and fulfill the remaining thirty-five years of the contract of vassalage and tribute.
?" At this time, Chu Xuanchen stood up coldly.
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He looked down at his beard and spoke in a leisurely manner, but his voice had a strong intimidating power.
The bearded man was shocked by his words, and he said in disbelief: "Of course, does your country of Chu have such talents?"
impossible!
This was something he discovered by accident one day. Only he knows this secret in the world.
He didn't believe anyone else could figure it out.
He wanted to order someone to burn a pot of oil to fry the pork chops, but the servant was careless and poured a lot of vinegar into the pot. The servant was afraid that he would find out, so in a hurry, he poured some more vinegar into the pot.
Oil charge number.
He smelled something wrong in the pot, and when he went to check it, the servant, fearing he would be punished, overturned the pot with a wooden stick in an attempt to destroy the evidence. As a result, a lot of oil splashed on him.
At that time, he thought he would be burned, but he didn't expect that the oil was not hot at all, but rather lukewarm.
He clearly saw that the pot was boiling, how could this happen?
After thinking about it again, he realized this incredible secret.
He once conducted an experiment, placing such a pan of oil in front of everyone, and waiting for the oil pan to boil to see who dared to put their hand in, but no one dared.