Traveling through various miniature worlds with a small restaurant

Inside the store

The swordsman pointed at the pistol in Jiang Shuang's hand and asked curiously, "Shopkeeper, what's that you're holding?"

Sikong Zhenyue also looked at the dark object with a curious expression.

Jiang Shuang smiled slightly and said, "This is a pistol, a powerful weapon."

The swordsman frowned, puzzled, and said, "Weapon? It looks very strange. It's small, and I can't see the dart or the arrowhead. I don't know where its power comes from."

Jiang Shuang flipped the pistol in her hand, removed the stock, revealing the bullets inside, and explained, "This pistol is loaded with ammunition. Pulling the trigger will fire it, and it can hit the target instantly."

The swordsman leaned forward to peek inside and saw several delicate metal lumps in the small black box. He asked curiously, "Ammunition?"

Sikong Zhenyue twitched his nostrils slightly; a faint, lingering smell of gunpowder still hung in the air.

He looked up at Jiang Shuang and said, "There's a weapon in the army called 'Thunderclap Bomb,' also known as 'Thunderbolt Bomb.' It's made of iron wrapped around gunpowder. When detonated, it can shatter the iron shell into fragments and penetrate iron armor. Is this the ammunition you're referring to?"

Jiang Shuang was somewhat surprised, not expecting that firearms had already been invented in this martial arts world.

However, the firearms in this world could never compare to the guns she brought, especially since she had brought many automatic rifles.

She smiled and said, "They're not exactly the same. The ammunition used in my pistol is much more refined and powerful. It's not even in the same league as the outdated ammunition you mentioned."

The swordsman's eyes widened in disbelief as he exclaimed, "It's that powerful?"

Jiang Shuang attached the buttstock to the gun, performed a graceful gunfight, and said, "The ammunition for my pistol has been meticulously developed, with extremely precise composition and proportions. Although small, it is exquisite, and its firing speed and impact far exceed your thunderclap, with extremely high accuracy."

Sikong Zhenyue frowned and pondered for a moment before saying, "What you say is truly hard to imagine. I wonder what the range and power of your pistol are?"

Jiang Shuang confidently replied, "The range can reach tens of feet, and it can easily penetrate thick wooden boards, and even thick iron armor is no problem. If you don't believe me, I can find an open space to demonstrate it to you."

The swordsman gasped, exclaiming in astonishment, "Such a divine weapon, if used in martial arts battles, wouldn't it be invincible?"

Jiang Shuang shook her head and said, "Weapons are powerful, but they should not be used indiscriminately. Their true purpose is self-defense and upholding justice. If Manager Wan hadn't gone too far just now, I wouldn't have taken them out."

Sikong Zhenyue nodded slightly and said, "What you say is quite right, young lady. But may I ask where you obtained such a divine object?"

A mysterious glint flashed across Jiang Shuang's face as she said, "This is a secret, and I cannot tell you."

Sikong Zhenyue seemed to be deep in thought. If someone had such a powerful weapon, the martial arts world would probably be in turmoil.

He then asked, "How many of these magical objects do you have, young lady?"

Jiang Shuang and Lin Xiaoqian exchanged a glance, both seeing a sly glint in each other's eyes.

Jiang Shuang coughed lightly and said, "To be honest, I have several more here, and I also have an automatic rifle that is even more powerful than this pistol."

Both the swordsman and Sikong Zhenyue were shocked upon hearing this.

The swordsman couldn't help but ask, "What is an automatic rifle?"

Jiang Shuang said, "Automatic rifles are more ferocious than pistols, and can fire continuously, with firepower hundreds of times greater than that of pistols."

Sikong Zhenyue was shocked; they actually had a weapon even more powerful than a pistol!

He pondered for a moment, then solemnly asked, "Young lady, what price would I have to pay if I wanted your pistol and automatic rifle?"

Jiang Shuang smiled slightly, but did not answer. Instead, she asked, "Lord Sikong belongs to the Imperial Guard. I wonder if he has the opportunity to see the Emperor?"

The Imperial Guard was directly under the emperor's jurisdiction, but Sikong Zhenyue was only the second-in-command of the Imperial Guard; the head was a close minister of the emperor.

He had to report to higher levels of government if he wanted to see the emperor.

Sikong Zhenyue told him the truth.

Seeing that Sikong Zhenyue's expression was calm, Jiang Shuang nodded slightly and said, "Lord Sikong, to be honest, I only want to exchange this weapon for a peerless martial arts manual."

Jiang Shuang stopped short of making a point.

Her intentions were quite clear: she kept asking if she could see the emperor and asking to exchange martial arts manuals.

Sikong Zhenyue naturally understood Jiang Shuang's thoughts. He gave Jiang Shuang a deep look, knowing that this woman was definitely not simple.

After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Miss, this matter is of great importance. Please allow me to go back and think it over carefully."

Jiang Shuang nodded knowingly, and mimicking the manner of the chivalrous people of this world, she clasped her hands in a fist and said, "Then I will trouble you, Lord Sikong."

Sikong Zhenyue and the swordsman got up and left.

The swordsman's name was Jiang Xiaobai, a close friend of Sikong Zhenyue. He had come specifically on behalf of his sect, the Qingcheng Sect, to sound out the court's intentions.

Having just arrived in the capital in the morning, I had a good meal and some fine wine at Lin Xiaoqian's restaurant. Before leaving, I specially bought a plate of braised pork trotters and a bottle of good wine to see Sikong Zhenyue.

As soon as Sikong Zhenyue opened the lunchbox lid, Jiang Xiaobai smelled the aroma and became hungry again.

He didn't want to compete with Sikong Zhenyue for food, so when it was noon and Sikong Zhenyue had nothing else to do, he decided to take him to the shop for another meal and drink.

Unexpectedly, instead of getting a meal, they encountered a pistol, a truly wondrous object.

"Brother Sikong, is the weapon that woman is holding really that powerful?" Jiang Xiaobai asked, frowning.

Sikong Zhenyue looked solemn and slowly said, "Judging from what he said, it is probably true."

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and said to Sikong Zhenyue, "Such a divine weapon would be a tremendous asset to the court. If they could obtain it, it would be like adding wings to a tiger. The court will surely share one with you, Brother Sikong. You must show it to me then, so I can broaden my horizons."

What he was thinking was that if he could be used by my Qingcheng Sect, it would greatly increase the sect's strength.

Sikong Zhenyue shook his head: "This matter is not that simple."

Thinking of the woman's offer to exchange for a peerless martial arts manual, Sikong Zhenyue sighed, "Let's see how the higher-ups decide."

Jiang Xiaobai knew in his heart that this matter was of utmost importance, and that his elder brother, Sikong, would definitely report it to the imperial court immediately.

He figured that since his sect was already planning to pledge allegiance to the emperor and hand over its martial arts manuals to the court, he might as well exchange them for a divine artifact to protect the sect and save his life in a critical moment.

Anyway, the shopkeeper didn't specifically name anyone and say that it had to be changed for the emperor, did he?

The two parted ways at the street corner. Sikong Zhenyue was going to the Imperial Guard to report to his superior, while Jiang Xiaobai wanted to find a fast horse and hurry back to his sect to report the matter.

After Sikong Zhenyue and Jiang Xiaobai left, Jiang Shuang and Lin Xiaoqian looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Sister Shuang, will this work?" Lin Xiaoqian asked.

Jiang Shuang frowned slightly: "This is the only way for now. Let's wait and see."

Knowing that this was the only option, Lin Xiaoqian said no more and called Jiang Shuang to go to the kitchen to braise meat.

After all, selling a thousand servings of braised pork knuckle rice is the most important thing.