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Chapter 14 Here Comes the Big Deal

In the silent night, the hammering sound of "dang ding ding ding" would occasionally be interrupted for a while, monotonous, and spread out of the small yard until the night was deep.

Chen Mou put down the long hammer, swung his arms and moved his body. Forging iron was like practicing kung fu. After standing and swinging the hammer for more than an hour, he initially realized the benefits of "qi is born in the bones and connected to the tendons", and the breath in his body circulated continuously , While supplementing the exhaustion of strength, the cultivation level has improved a little.

Master Zhong demonstrated that he used the hammer like a fist, but he couldn't grasp the true meaning for the time being. He firmly remembered the set of smooth and smooth movements.

From now on, I will come back every day and imitate and practice to figure it out. After a long time, I will gain something after thousands of times.

After walking around and resting for a while, he picked up the scabbard on the table, held the hilt in his right hand and drew the sword out of the scabbard with a bang.

Under the light, there seemed to be flames flashing in the room, and the sword light shone on the wall like fire.

Chen Mou fell in love with it, and this was the first sword in his life.

Listening to Senior Brother Wan's explanation, the material of this sword is made of [-]% pyrotechnic refined iron. After repeated tempering, repeated tempering, folding and forging, it is a low-level fire magic weapon. The finished product is sold at the counter of the Forging Bing Pavilion, the price is three hundred spirit stones, and the profit is not small.

He also told him that there is no special mark of "Forging Bing Pavilion" engraved on the spine of the sword. Even if it was forged by Master Zhong himself, at most one hundred spirit stones can be sold on the street stall, so it is more cost-effective to keep it for yourself.

In a college class, Chen Mou once heard a professor who studied ancient weapons point out that the difficulty of ancient craftsmen in forging fine swords and swords was quenching.

This fire is all based on long-term experience, and it is passed down from generation to generation, so it is difficult for outsiders to learn.

With various modern scientific experiments, it is easy to decipher the deified quenching technique in ancient times.

He roughly remembered the fire watching tips mentioned by the professor. During the day, he paid attention to Master Zhong before quenching the fire, and asked Wan Lin to close the doors and windows, because in the dark environment, he could see the subtle changes in the light and shadow of the fire.

Let him watch Master Zhong quenching a few times, it is not difficult to grasp the essence of it.

In the past, I learned the theory and had no chance to practice it.

With a sword worth three hundred spirit stones in his hand, Chen Mou felt that he was not that poor anymore. Master Zhong was quite interesting, he understood the principle of "If you want to take it first, you must give it first", he is not the kind of person who blindly takes and insatiably wants.

Using means to invisibly provoke him and Wan Lin to confront each other, because he didn't want him to get too close to Wan Lin.

Stepping on the Jiugong step under his feet, the sword turned with him, and he slowly practiced the Jiugong sword he learned from the book.

The body skills, footwork, and boxing techniques that Fan Lao Tao taught him are all widely spread and easy to use. In the words of the old Taoists, they are widely spread and used by many people, so they don't worry about making mistakes.

It seems to make sense.

Therefore, the sword skills he chose were also based on this.

He doesn't want to be overwhelmed by many skills, he doesn't want to fight for strength, but others don't think so, he has to guard against being attacked, and has the ability to protect himself in critical moments.

After he has mastered Jiugongjian's sword moves, he will find a chance to ask Master Zhong for some pointers.

After practicing swordsmanship, he was already starving, so he hurriedly steamed the extra rice and the half roasted chicken that he left over at night, and gorged himself to fill his stomach.

For the next six days, Master Zhong seemed to be very busy. Every morning, he hurriedly had a face-to-face meeting in the forging room. He didn't stay for long, and handed Chen Mou a few volumes of drawings, and asked Chen Mou to practice against the drawings.

Tell Wanlin to forge a semi-finished magic weapon every day, and leave the final step of forming and quenching for later.

Wan Lin was allowed to forge swords and practice quenching with [-]-year-old steel in his spare time, and only one piece of material was wasted in a ten-day period, and all finished products were handed over to the shop for sale.

Chen Mou finished his drawings in the morning, and spent most of the afternoon pulling bellows and poking slag, but rarely when he could swing a sledgehammer.

He chatted and joked with Senior Brother Wan as usual, but the division of labor was different, so he didn't complain much.

Anyway, he can practice swinging the hammer in his own room at night, and compared with Fatty Xue's performance, like a bronze mirror, he can just see where he is lacking.

During the period, Wan Lin forged a long sword with hundreds of refined steels, and replaced it with Xue Biao's bellows when it was quenched.

Chen Mou ran up and down to close the door and seal the window, watching Wan Lin carefully count the time with his fingers, and he also watched the fire and color. Wan Lin was very satisfied with the finished product of the mortal sword, but Chen Mou felt that it was not good enough. When the fire is on, he won't say anything, maybe he's wrong.

On this day, near the end of work, the three talked and laughed to collect the tools and materials for the forge.

Master Zhong suddenly walked in from the outside, and signaled the three of them not to be too polite. He inspected the semi-finished magic weapon forged today, and took the mortal sword made by Wan Lin. It is no problem to quench it and sell it in a shop, and the price can be slightly lower.

With an excited face, Wan Lin thanked repeatedly. He improved his grasp of the heat by flexing his fingers to time the fire.

In Chen Mou's mind, he said, the temperature of the fire, the length of the vessel, its thickness and other factors can all affect the temperature of the fire. Using rote timing to master the temperature is equivalent to learning English words and using Chinese characters to mark the sound.

He found that Master Zhong, who had a rough appearance, led Wanlin off the road whether on purpose or not.

"Chen Mou, come to the East Room, and I'll check your homework for the past few days."

Zhong Jin greeted, turned and went out.

Chen Mou followed into the east room, closed the door, and took out the drawing he had drawn for Master Zhong to read and listen to Master Zhong's instructions.

Putting down a stack of patterns, Master Zhong took out a small cloth bag from his sleeve pocket, handed it to Chen Mou, and said with a smile: "Thirty spirit stones, you take them, these are the patterns you drew last time, the reward after the customer approves, I Never let your subordinates suffer."

Chen Mou politely gave way for two rounds and accepted his first huge design fee.

He guessed that these days, Master Zhong and the others had already finished that order.

With these thirty spirit stones, he can repay Fangshi's loan and rent first, and take back the document with bloody fingerprints on it and tear it up.

Master Zhong took out a folded piece of paper and said: "The guest introduced three friends last time and also wanted to design a unique sword style. This is their request. You go back and conceive and draw quietly at home. Come over tomorrow afternoon to submit the map, can it be completed?"

The three patterns are ninety spirit stones. Chen Mou took the paper and glanced at the three different requirements. People divide things into groups, and the requirements are similar. It is not difficult for him. He can grasp it and think for a moment with a frown. Reluctantly agreed: "Time is tight, I will try my best to finish it."

For Lingshi's sake, he must be done.

Master Zhong encouraged with a smile: "Still drawing the same way as last time, the idea is a little more novel, and don't have restraint scruples."

The second son Ma and a group of friends came to Danyangfang the day before yesterday, and accepted the unique magic weapon. The second master Ma was very satisfied, and three of them placed an order on the spot.

In the past two days, Master Zhong racked his brains to design a new style of sword weapon, which was criticized as useless by those ignorant guys.

He said something like "the old woman is smeared and vulgar", "nondescript, twitchy", "earthy and weird", a group of laymen who only want to look bright and different, their mouths are poisonous and damaged, and he almost lost his anger on the spot.

He has tried his best to draw according to Chen Mou's method, and he thinks that the novelty of the design is also very good, and by the way, the difficulty of forging has been reduced.

Alas, severely hurt his self-esteem.

Rich people are too difficult to serve, so let's leave it to Chen Mou, a newborn calf who has no rules in his mind.

He felt that the original quotation of [-] spirit stones was still conservative, and he should be more bold.

For example, report him eight thousand.

Otherwise, the loss of his soul cannot be compensated.

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(End of this chapter)