Xu Zizhen doesn't like reading, but he is half a military fan, so of course he knows such a famous sword.
The Damascus knife is made of wootz steel. It should be regarded as the hardest and sharpest knife in this era. It is the proud work of the Persians. Of course, it may not be called this name now, but it seems that it doesn't look like Mollie.
Do you know what this knife is called?
Xu Zizhen was not proud, but picked up the knife very excitedly: "Li'er, look, the pattern on this knife is so beautiful? This is the characteristic of Damascus knife. This knife is not only hard, but also sharp." As he said this, he walked to the door.
, asked for the waist knife of a guard outside the door, took out the sheath and swung it, only to hear a click sound, and the steel knife of the guard was cut into two pieces.
Mo Lier did not purchase this batch of goods herself, so even she did not know that the knife was so sharp, and she immediately covered her mouth in surprise.
Xu Zizhen said happily: "The knives used in my Shenji Camp were all made by Uncle Tang. They used Xixia's cold forging technology. They are hard enough. The cold forging is very good for making armor, but it is a bit lacking for knife making."
, these knives are just for them to change... By the way, who bought these? They need to be rewarded well."
Mo Lier smiled sweetly and said: "Your butler Xu Xuan purchased it, but Qian Tongzhi first asked him to pay attention to the good knives in the Western Regions."
Xu Zizhen sighed in admiration. He met these two people accidentally. They were two second-generation ancestors at the beginning. Unexpectedly, they would give full play to their talents now. If they continue like this, they will become his right-hand man sooner or later.
This large number of Damascus knives made Xu Zizhen very happy, but Mu Dongbai, who had been silent by the side, said: "The world's craftsmanship is improving day by day. Swords and guns will fall into the inferior category sooner or later, and they are not as good as firearms."
Come sharp."
Xu Zizhen agreed very much with what he said. Speaking of which, the gun he made now was just a flintlock gun. In his time, it seemed to be an antique among antiques, but now it is enough to sweep the world. He clicked
He nodded and said: "As the times progress, it is only a matter of time before firearms replace cold weapons."
Mu Dongbai suddenly sighed: "It's a pity that firearms are not easy to make nowadays. Otherwise, with the number of rebels and countless masters in our army, if they are equipped with firearms, why should the Jin people be immortal? Why should we, the Song Dynasty, not be strong?"
Xu Zizhen stopped talking. He didn't want to take on Mu Dongbai's tone. The meaning of his words was too obvious. He just wanted him to continue talking and eventually develop into him selling or supporting a batch of firearms to the rebels. But Xu Zizhen had two reasons.
He won't do this. Firstly, he still needs to rely on Zhao Gou to establish a new Song Dynasty and rebel army? It has nothing to do with him. Secondly, deep down in his heart, he actually doesn't want firearms to come out so early. Although he comes from another world,
But he doesn't want to change the original world too much. It's better to develop technology step by step.
Seeing that he remained silent, Mu Dongbai couldn't help but look slightly embarrassed. Knowing that he had seen through his intentions, he gritted his teeth and said bluntly: "Brother Xu, I wonder if you can part with your love and sell some of the muskets to our rebel army? Our rebel army and the world
I will be grateful to Brother Xu for his great kindness!"
Xu Zizhen flatly refused: "I'm sorry, except for Shenjiying, no one will give me fire guns."
Mu Dongbai looked horrified and hurriedly bowed his sleeves and said, "It's Dongbai Menglang. Brother Xu, don't be surprised."
Xu Zizhen waved his hand: "It's nothing, I have my difficulties, and I hope you understand."
"Don't you dare." Mu Dongbai still looked humble and elegant.
Xu Zizhen ignored him and lost interest in playing with the knives. He thought that if Zhuo Ya found out that he had slipped out, he would be scolded again, so it would be better to go back and lie down and pretend that he had never left the house.
Mo Lier had to continue to be busy here. Xu Zizhen went home after saying something to her. He didn't even bother to ask what Mu Dongbai was doing.
When he got home, Xu Zizhen was like a thief. He tiptoed carefully and entered the main door and the second door. Fortunately, he didn't see Zhuo Ya's figure. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and speeded up to go back to his room, but he had just reached the door.
When he was about to open the door, he heard a voice from behind: "Wow! How dare you disobey me and sneak out to play? I'm going to tell Sister Zhuo Ya."
Damn it, it’s Gillian’s little chubby girl again, who spends all her time telling stories and teasing herself to amuse herself when she’s not doing anything serious.
Xu Zizhen turned around and glared: "Which of your eyes saw me going out?"
Gillian curled her lips, pointed at his hand on the door and said, "Then what are you doing? Don't tell me that you ducked."
"You just stepped aside. I am getting ready to go out, but I am not going outside, but to see my brother. What's going on? Do you have any opinion?" Xu Zizhen made up his excuse in an instant and said that he was going to see Sun Tiehe.
Ohno, their house is not far from here anyway.
Gillian looked at him dubiously: "Really?"
Xu Zizhen was so angry that he laughed. When did this girl become a professional supervisor for him?
"Believe it or not, how about you come with me?"
"Okay, I haven't met your friend yet. As one of the owners of this family, it's appropriate to go and visit."
Xu Zizhen was speechless. Gillian's shameless skills and pretending to be stupid had reached a certain level, and he really couldn't understand it.
Having said that, we had to take this little oil bottle with us. Xu Zizhen went to see Daye first. Daye's spirit was much better than last time. They were brothers who had been through life and death, and they hadn't seen each other for several days. This time
We chatted for a long time as soon as we arrived.
Gillian was listening to what they were talking about, and she didn't feel bored at all. Instead, she listened carefully with her eyes wide open in curiosity, because Xu Zizhen was talking to Daye about what happened after he left the mountain pass, including fighting to the death with Yao Yunhe.
They fought each other, and then Yan Yucong appeared to save him.
By the time they were almost finished chatting, nearly an hour had passed. Xu Zizhen asked Daye to continue resting, and he took Gillian to Sun Tie's room. Halfway through, he said to Gillian: "Wait a minute, Zhuo
If Ya nags me, you have to testify for me. I am chatting in the Ono room, so it counts as indoors."
Gillian curled her lips and said nothing. While she was talking, Sun Tie's room had already arrived.
Xu Zizhen pushed the door open and went in. Sun Tie was still lying on the bed, his eyes closed and unconscious. The bandage on his head had been removed, revealing a shaved head.
Gillian walked closer, took a look, and asked curiously: "How is this friend of yours injured?"
Xu Zizhen pointed to a scar on his head and said: "It's right here. I don't know what it was. I've been unconscious for more than a month and haven't woken up yet."
Gillian didn't believe it: "Even if your head is injured, you won't be unconscious for so long, right?"
Xu Zizhen sneered and ignored her. This girl was so rare and strange. There was also a kind of person called a vegetable. Thinking about it, she had never heard of her.
"Don't worry, Sister Zhuo Ya is here, your friend's injury... Huh?" It was rare for Gillian not to antagonize Xu Zizhen, and she even comforted him, but she suddenly stopped mid-sentence, and approached Sun Tie's face in surprise.
He looked over his head, turned his head after a moment, and said seriously to Xu Zizhen, "Your friend is not injured, he is poisoned."