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PAID Chapter 177
The meeting seemed to be wrapping up.
That was when Professor Orlan spoke again, his expression suddenly more serious than before.
“My lady, there is something you need to see.”
He pulled out a long paper box from the bag he had brought with him. Opening it without a word, he revealed its contents—a flat iron.
Penelope looked at it curiously and asked, “Why did you bring this? Is there something that needs correcting?”
“Please look at the name written on the box,” Orlan replied.
Penelope leaned in, her eyes widening as she read aloud, “Da…rimi?”
“Currently, the flat irons we developed are being sold under the name darimi as makeshift irons.”
“…Huh?”
Penelope’s eyes widened further. Using a flat iron to iron clothes?
It made sense, of course. A flat iron could work as an iron, as pressing hot metal onto fabric would smooth out wrinkles.
For context, in this era, irons involved heating charcoal in a cast iron container and using it to press clothes. However, the drawbacks were significant—sparks from the charcoal often scorched the fabric.
‘Huh. Who knew? Using a flat iron like that… it’s kind of clever,’ Penelope thought.
Using a flat iron to iron clothes wouldn’t risk burning them, and it was simpler and lighter to handle. It was an ingenious adaptation.
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