"Molten iron! It's actually molten iron!" Someone with sharp eyes in the crowd finally saw what was in the crucible. The dazzling red thing was nothing but molten iron.
Many of these aristocrats have their own steel plants, and even those who don't have a lot of shares in steel. What a fool if the world's largest industrial power doesn't even know molten iron.
"What are the Chinese doing by rolling out four large pots of molten iron? Are they going to cast a statue for the Queen on site? Can they still play like this?"
Just when people were talking about it, Xiao Letian finally spoke up, "Yes, gentlemen, that's right, ladies, these four crucibles are filled with molten iron. The molten iron has been heated to 1,600 degrees Celsius. It's dazzling and hot!"
"This is the prop used by our brave boys to perform. If you don't believe it, you can get closer and have a look..."
Everyone started to shake their heads, not to mention that even if they were closer, they could feel the scorching temperature from more than three meters away. There was no way to fake this temperature.
At this moment, even Princess Sissi, who had been watching the fireworks show calmly, spoke up, "Führer... what exactly are you going to perform? Do you really want to cast a statue on site?"
"No, beautiful queen! What I am going to perform today is a game of the brave. This game has been passed down in China for more than a thousand years..."
"I hope that after reading this, you will no longer think that Chinese people are timid cowards, and I also hope that it can change the old impression in your hearts..."
"The name of this game is called 'Tiehua'! Okay, brothers, let's get moving..."
"Hahaha..." Amidst the strange screams, Hyōtaro actually jumped out. This Japanese lunatic who had just drank a bottle of sake ran out wearing a pair of crotchless pants.
Xiao Letian was so angry that his nose was almost crooked, "Hyotarō, you are drunk again!"
The female guests present suddenly screamed, and then covered their faces with fans, as if none of them dared to look, but if you look closely, they all squinted and looked out through the gaps in the fans.
Hyōtaro was a bit drunk and crazy today. Xiao Letian knew very well that the main reason was that he had little effect in accompanying Be careful in the UK these past few days, which made the child very uncomfortable mentally.
After all, he was born as a ronin, and he carries with him the stubbornness and perversion of the Japanese lower class people. Although his aura has become much calmer through Xiao Letian's education and reading and cultivating his aura over the years, the things in his bones will not change. .
He wanted to compete with these British people, but he didn't dare to think about the strict order before rebelling against his father. However, he was not afraid of the Russian Rakshasa ghosts who always came out to insult the Chinese. He had to take action today and teach them a lesson.
Hyōtaro drank a bottle of sake, took off his clothes despite the guards' obstruction, put on a Japanese-style loincloth, and rushed out naked carrying two willow sticks.
Ivan was confused about what blacksmithing was when he suddenly saw a naked figure rushing towards him with a strange scream, scaring the Rakshasa ghost and jumping back more than a meter.
"What do you want to do?"
"Haha... don't be afraid, you white-skinned pig... Grandpa, I will teach you how to make iron flowers. It will be fun!"
After saying this, Hyoutaro quickly ran to the furnace crucible and quickly dipped the grooved wooden stick into the molten iron. The grooves were immediately covered with a lot of red molten iron, and the surface of the wood immediately began to carbonize and turn black.
What is important is speed. If it is too high, there will be problems. I saw Hyoutaro rushing under the wooden flower shed with the burning stick, and using another primitive wooden stick to hit it hard and quickly from bottom to top.
There was a muffled bang, and the bit of molten iron that had not yet cooled down on the front of the wooden stick quickly shot up into the sky more than four meters high, and transformed into countless tiny sparks like fireworks.
Those were tiny iron beads burning in the air. The high temperature of more than 1,600 degrees and the oxygen in the air caused the molten iron to suddenly turn into beautiful sparks.
"Wow..." The queen's grandson George's mouth was so big that he could stuff an apple into it. He looked at the sparks of molten iron bursting in the sky and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
The future Kaiser Wilhelm looked at it and clasped his hands in his mouth, repeating one sentence back and forth: "How is this possible? Are they all crazy? How is this possible? Are they all crazy?"
The whole venue was in an uproar. Only then did people realize that the so-called iron flowers really used molten iron to create sparks instead of fireworks!
Are these Chinese all iron men? Aren't they afraid of being burned?
The answer is of course no. The iron sparks from the stick shot up, and thousands of sparks suddenly exploded in the sky, falling down like rain.
They were iron beads that cooled rapidly. When they fell on the grass, they were scorched, and the air was filled with the smell of wet grass.
Hyōtaro was seen dodging among the sparks like a nimble fish, but he could only avoid some large sparks, and those tiny iron beads still landed on his skin.
"Ah! It's so enjoyable...hiss! It feels so good...oh! It burns my butt..."
Xiao Letian was so embarrassed that he almost found a mouse hole and crawled into it. He kept shouting in his heart, "Pervert! What a pervert!"
Hyoutaro stood up, and the soldiers behind him began to take action. They were seen running towards the crucible like butterflies in flowers. One spoonful after another, iron sparks were shot into the sky, and the highest one even reached nine meters high. Sky.
There are also those who play with iron whips, which are even more superb skills. Their whip heads are stained with red molten iron, and with a flick of their wrists, there is a crisp sound, and those iron sparks draw beautiful curves and shoot directly into the sky.
More than fifty soldiers rushed forward like a stream of water, shooting out iron sparks and then quickly retreated. Those sparks ignited the firecrackers and fireworks on the flower shed, and suddenly larger flames appeared in the air, and every time they could Causing people to scream wildly.
People were completely conquered by the Oriental performance. It was an elegy of iron and fire. It was the sunniest performance full of masculine charm. Its spectacular scene directly shattered the reserve in the hearts of all the guests.
"Oh God! It's great! It's really a game for the brave, it's so exciting!"
The women were all attracted by the surging male hormones, and all of them were short of breath and about to faint.
The ironwork performance is completely different from the fireworks performance. The whole scene is more majestic and magnificent. Human beings are born with a worship of steel that is equivalent to strength.
The visual impact of melting this steel into brilliant sparks in the sky was simply fatal to the ancients. Today's scene is destined to be remembered by them for a lifetime.
Xiao Letian looked at the expressions of the people present with a sneer. Listening to their excited shouts, he couldn't help but smile in his heart, "Okay, this banquet is really perfect..."
But at this moment, he accidentally discovered that a pair of eyes in the crowd were staring at him. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Princess Sissi.
This beautiful queen actually didn't look at the iron flower. Instead, she stared at herself. Xiao Letian subconsciously scratched his nose and swallowed dryly.
He smelled something dangerous!
