Chapter 162 - 122: The Fury of the Florcana Republic 3406_1
Lady Alice, straining to suppress her excitement, stepped forward and began to closely inspect the cast-iron ingots.
The Blacksmith Guild of Parviga had their own methods and tricks for judging the quality of iron ingots, Ivita saw them encircling the ingots, striking them with a small brass hammer, listening carefully to the sound of the iron.
With each strike, the faces of the five showed growing excitement.
To prevent any accidents, Lady Alice even returned to the carriage and picked out another cast-iron ingot from the bottom of the basket to continue their test.
Finally, all five people glanced at each other, an eerie silence settling among them.
Lady Alice took the initiative to speak. "Ivita, your supply is unexpectedly excellent, it would be praised anywhere you take it. It’s our luck you decided to cooperate with us, I apologize for the people who detained you before."
"These are indeed cast iron, one hundred pounds of raw iron worth 3 shillings, and one hundred pounds of wrought iron worth 5 shillings."
"Iron that’s gone through a single forging and quenching process is worth 6 shillings, twice is worth 8 shillings, and thrice is worth 10 shillings. But else, these prices are ideal but impractical, quality iron sources are always quite scarce."
Ivita waved his hand. "Those who detained me and my goods were the Lord’s doing. You have nothing to do with it."
Ivita drew a one-handed sword made of cast iron from the carriage, then walked over to Mr. Holman and took the wrought iron sword he carried.
Although Mr. Holman didn’t quite understand, he remained silent out of respect to Ivita’s status.