Sweet concubine ninety-nine

495 What is the difference

The blacksmith who forged the water ladle was a bit laborious to hold it with one hand, let alone an ordinary person.

But she actually said that she used to think that the water ladle was light, but now it has become a little bit heavier? ?

Bei Chenyue was silent for a while, and asked Mu Jiujiu with a sincere expression, "Madam, can you explain in detail how this water scoop is weight-changing?"

"Hmm..." Mu Jiujiu weighed the golden water ladle in his hands a few more times, then thought for a moment and said, "Let's put it this way, when my concubine used to hold this water ladle, it felt like holding the water ladle. like a feather, now hold it..."

"It feels like I took a big rock??" Bei Chen asked cautiously.

"No, it feels like I took a catty of cotton." Mu Jiujiu turned her head, staring directly at Bei Chenyue with her big moist eyes, and replied in a crisp voice.

Bei Chenyue: "..."

What the hell is a pound of cotton? ?
No matter who picks up this golden ladle, it can't be described by a catty of cotton! !

After a moment of silence in the room, Bei Chenyue asked Mu Jiujiu in a serious tone, "Miss, I have a question to test you."

"What's the problem??" Mu Jiujiu blinked, looked at Bei Chenyue and asked.

"One catty of cotton and one catty of iron, which one is heavier??"

"Uh..." Mu Jiujiu was slightly taken aback, and after a moment of hesitation, she replied weakly, "Is it... a catty of iron is heavier??"

"They both weigh the same, okay!? Aren't they both a catty!?" Bei Chenyue was instantly speechless.

Mu Jiujiu: "..."

Mu Jiujiu: "Husband, what's the point of asking such a question?? Didn't you just care about whether the internal strength of the concubine disappeared?"

Bei Chen looked at her helplessly and said, "It's not that it hasn't disappeared, you can still easily smash a table by raising your hand."

"But the concubine feels that her strength seems to have decreased a little..." Mu Jiujiu tilted her head and said to Bei Chenyue seriously.

"Even if your strength is a little weaker, you are still stronger than normal people..." Beichen sighed softly, waved to Mu Jiujiu and said, "Okay, don't just stand there stupidly , When tomorrow dawns, I will let Haifeng and the others clean up this pile of wood chips."

"Come back quickly and get under the quilt, or you will catch a cold."

"Oh, okay..." Mu Jiujiu nodded obediently. Originally, she wanted to put the golden ladle back on the table, but when she lowered her head, she saw that the table had turned into a pile of wood chips, so she fell silent. After a few seconds, she silently put the golden water ladle on the pile of wood chips.

After she put the golden water ladle away, she ran away and returned to Bei Chenyue's side.

Bei Chenyue quickly wrapped her in the quilt.

After he hugged Mu Jiujiu quietly for a while, he said in a low voice, "Maybe... Grandpa Huang's words are not very reliable..."

Mu Jiujiu turned her head, looked at him with moist eyes and said, "Your Highness is talking about the internal strength of the concubine?"

"Hmm..." Bei Chen nodded lightly, then smiled and said: "Forget it, don't think about it, and ask Grandpa Huang when you have time."

(End of this chapter)