Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 12

"It's a great thing to have the opportunity to work as an apprentice in a blacksmith to learn a skill while you're young."

There was envy in Mu Xing's tone. After drinking a glass of wine, the maid beside him filled it up with a sweet smile. He continued: "The talismans, utensils, pills, arrays and other cultivation skills are all made of spirit stones. Xiu wants to learn the basics of one of them, and working as an apprentice in a shop is a way to save money, and in the future, he can settle down and earn money wherever he goes.”

He imparts experience as an experienced person.

Being an apprentice is harsh and the income is meager, and the early stage is very hard.

He had an opportunity to learn how to make talismans back then, but he gave up on it, and sometimes he regretted it when he thought about it.

Chen Mou repeatedly echoed, without squinting, sniffing the fragrance of the women around him, just drinking and eating meat.

Mu Xing is a good drinker, and he was not willing to work hard to get rid of the drunkenness of his head. He tilted his head back, enjoying the soft comfort of the pillow, and chatted endlessly to teach the way of survival in the market. Confidential and so on.

After a night of drinking, Chen Mou just left and returned to his deserted yard five or six miles away.

Accompanied by the sound of chirping insects, you are alone.

Wash your face with cold water, pace slowly in the yard to adjust your breath, and slowly dispel the restlessness that spring is coming in your heart.

He discovered that it is good to have no money, to cure cranky thoughts, and to be kept pure and ascetic.

Because it's useless to think about it.

He took out the ancient Cangbi jade from his bosom and stroked it, and tried again when his cultivation base was deep. With hope and goals, he could afford to wait, otherwise he would drain his vitality on the ancient Cangbi jade every day and make his face pale. Good-looking, gives people a bad impression of excessive indulgence, and damages his reputation.

The next morning.

Chen Mou came to the shop of Forging Binge on time, said hello to the three shop assistants who were cleaning utensils, and then saluted the smiling shopkeeper Hong.

Walking through the hall and walking into the backyard, breathing the fresh air of the back garden, walking briskly, there is a kind of freshness that just entered the society to work.

When they arrived at the yard of the forge, Xue Biao, the fat black man, had arrived early and was sweeping the ground with a broom.

The two simply greeted each other without saying much.

Chen Mou found a dry rag, and pretended to wipe the tables, chairs and other things that were actually clean in the main room. No one assigned them, so he had to find something to do, or he would be like an idle man, and he would be caught by Master Zhong later. Literally.

Just after wiping the four table legs hard, I heard the enthusiastic greeting from the fat black man in the yard:

"Greetings to Senior Brother Wan!"

Chen Mou pouted slightly, fat sycophant, you have to be on guard against this kind of person.

He put down the rag, turned around and walked out of the main room in a few steps. When he arrived under the eaves, with a smile on his face, he clasped his hands in one breath and saluted with more enthusiasm than the fat black man.

It seems that no one can curry favor with senior brother.

Wan Lin responded one by one with a smile, called both of them into the Westinghouse forge, and ordered Xue Biao to clean the furnace, check the bellows, prepare to use charcoal to light the fire, and wait for the subsequent addition of charcoal to increase the firepower.

He took out a set of brand-new bunt clothes and a leather apron from the cabinet under the table, and handed them to Chen Mou.

"Junior Brother Chen, it will be convenient for you to wear this clothes in the forge from now on. You can change clothes next door. There is a cabinet marked with the word 'two'. You use it to store your personal belongings. You keep the key safe."

"Thank you brother for your trouble, I'll change it now..."

Chen Mou took the clothes, leather apron and keys, and said sincerely.

He was wearing a Taoist robe, which really didn't fit in with the pitch-black forging room. Against the backdrop of Wan Lin and Xue Biao, he made him look like Master Chen, standing out from the crowd.

"No need, Chen Mou followed me to the east room to learn drawing in the morning, and then went to work in the forge in the afternoon."

Master Zhong's deep voice came from outside.

The three apprentices hurriedly put down the things in their hands and saluted to welcome Master Zhong who came in.

Under the eager eyes of the two, Chen Mou apologized and cupped his hands, followed Master Zhong out of the door, walked along the corridor to the east room across the courtyard, and put the clothes and leather apron on the stool by the wall.

Zhong Jin opened the cabinet, took out a roll of drawings, spread them out on the desk, and taught Chen Mou the basics of drawing.

After explaining for about two quarters of an hour, Zhong Jin asked the new apprentice to take a bamboo ink brush and practice what he had just taught. He didn't teach the brushwork, so it was natural for him to stand by and give instructions in person.

Chen Mou used a bamboo ink pen to dip in burnt ink, and combined with a wooden ruler, first determined the up, down, left, and right positions, and then subdivided them one by one. He skillfully drew lines on the rice paper. He knew what Master Zhong wanted to see, and he drew a flat view step by step. Choose a small bamboo pen, and mark out the corresponding text, writing more elegantly and straightly than he used a brush.

He won't demonstrate the art of rendering renderings in perspective for a while.

The future will be long, and you can't show your kindness with all your heart just because others show a little good face, that's childish and immature.

With a friendly expression, Zhong Jin pointed out a few mistakes, and took out a few scrolls of sword drawings to let Chen Mou continue to practice, and he walked out of the room.

Hearing the sound of "Ding Ding Dong" coming from the opposite side, Chen Mou took his time to draw, and took note of these common sword styles by the way. The sizes marked on them were all summed up by predecessors after countless optimizations. accumulated experience.

It is also the place where he needs to learn.

Xue Biao was reprimanded by Master Zhong again, the voice was so loud that the east room could hear him.

The corners of Chen Mou's mouth twitched, different people have different fates, his apprentice and that fat apprentice are treated very differently.

He felt that a strict teacher produces a good student, and Master Zhong is also for the good of Xue Biao, so he can be stricter.

For some reason, when they met this morning, he felt a little hostility and rejection from Xue Biao. Yesterday they were chatting like a loving family, but the time has changed in just one night.
A fulfilling morning passed quickly, a staff brought a food box, and Master Zhong had already left at some point.

Wan Lin invited the juniors who were studying in the east room to have dinner in the side room of the west room.

The food portion is very large, there are fish, meat and vegetables. The variety is much richer than what Chen Mou makes at home. good.

Senior Brother Wan Lin arranged for Xue Biao to be busy with cleaning up the aftermath.

The two uncles leaned on the chairs to digest food, drink tea and chat. According to Wan Lin, Master Zhong seldom eats in the forging room.

After going to work in the afternoon, Chen Mou changed into coarse cloth bunt clothes, tied a leather apron, and sorted out the various hammers of various sizes in the forging room. It is estimated to be about three hundred catties. If he hadn't cultivated to the early stage of Qi refining, he still couldn't lift it.

I don't know what material it is forged, but it's dark and dark.

Wan Lin explained to Chen Mou the uses of various tools in the forging room. Master Zhong was impatient to talk about these basic common sense, and the role of his senior brother was reflected. Of course, he must be willing to teach.

Master Zhong walked into the forging room and ordered Xue Biao to make the fire strong, so that he would personally teach Chen Mou the basic skills.

At noon, news came back that Mr. Ma had seen the pattern, and it is said that his eyes were shining, and he was very excited and said "OK, good, very good, that's it", there was no counter-offer at all, even the details of the length and size of the sword. Without asking, the order for [-] spirit stones has been signed, and the forging can begin.

Zhong Jin is also looking forward to it, what will the sword that Fang Que and another senior brother Zhu Ji jointly build will look like?
As the designer of the sword style, besides the reward, he has other additional benefits.

Senior Brother Fang told him that the Second Master Ma made friends with rich masters, and he would definitely show off with a unique sword weapon, so that he could prepare for the design of some weird requests in the future.

Master Zhong felt that it could be better for the little boy apprentice.

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(End of this chapter)