The shopkeeper responded indifferently: "What do you want to build?"

"Ring."

The shopkeeper raised his head, raised an eyebrow, and the wrinkles on his face were stirred up. He didn't look like a good person: "Monk, do you wear a ring?"

"Yes, the poor monk loves salvation, so he wears a ring."

The shopkeeper's mouth twitched: "Choose a style, pay the deposit, and come back in three days."

Zhao Chuanxin said cheerfully: "The poor monk must observe on the spot."

"No." The shopkeeper refused directly.

When it comes to professional skills, it is natural to keep them secret.

Zhao Chuanxin took out two ocean dollars and said: "Add more money."

The shopkeeper sneered, lowered his head, and continued reading.

The shopkeeper stepped on the pedal and said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Seventy years later, I and the county master were both goldsmith apprentices, and they used this furnace. Seventy years ago, I became the county master, and you

Opened a jewelry shop. Monk, do you know what that means?"

"What does it mean?" Zhao Chuanxin blinked: "It means that the quality of his stove is bad and can be used for seventy years?"

That method is amazing.

Obviously, the shopkeeper often relies on my face to bluff people. In the past, it never worked, but today I am unlucky to encounter Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin's face was full of surprise: "Ah? Why does he want to be an official? Is it because it's because of his fame?"

Zhao Chuanxin also saw the welding methods of that era.

It's very famous, but it's as useless as a spray gun. The flame can be blown into a thin line of fire by the blowpipe. It's very flexible and can burn wherever you want. Even Aping's skillful skills can make the flame thinner than the flame of a spray gun.
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But the shopkeeper was mean-mouthed and muttered: "It's nothing, I can't even explode the beads."

The shopkeeper screamed, his thighs were kicked forward, and his lower body fell down, but he was held up by his pigtails.

Zhao Chuanxin became impatient and slapped two pieces of ocean on the counter: "Will you accept this job or not?"

The shopkeeper was dumbfounded: "Then, then, what kind of magical method is that?"

I hesitated and shouted: "Aping, come out slowly and knock down the door!"

Zhao Chuanxin looked at it again and again, and suddenly he was inspired. He took out a pen and paper and started drawing slowly.

Also, it is common for gold and silversmiths to steal materials and be short of some gold and silver. If you are cheated, you will suffer a loss.

If there is a big fuss, just hand over the stolen goods obediently, and then there is no need to open this shop.

Not only did I pretend to be cool, but I could once again remind Zhao Chuanxin that I have a close relationship with the county master.

"Pfft..."

At this time, Hu Rongwu saw that Aping wanted to weld the ring body and surface, and quickly stopped me: "Wait a minute, we need to add something outside."

Hu Rongwuming completed the most troublesome part for me, and the rest was complicated.

I took a quick look and saw that the gold wire was as thin as hair, but it was twisted, accumulated, and welded into various patterns.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled out a few gold wire springs and said, "Later, he will make the fancy welding and inlay the peridot."

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to those parts and said: "Weld those down."

Sure enough, there was no one there.

Half of the shopkeeper's face was swollen from being slapped, and his head felt dizzy.

The shopkeeper said: "I said it can be done, but it will take a few days to complete."

Hu Rongwuzhong pulled the shopkeeper's braid and came to Ah Ping's back.

A Ping nodded like a big chicken pecking at rice.

Zhao Chuanxin copied the hand music: "If he runs, you will lose if he runs out of the gold shop. If he runs out, you break his legs."

The evil nature of this knife is to bury it if you say you can cut iron like clay.

Seeing that the evil monk seemed to be frightened, the shopkeeper looked at the sky at an angle of 77 degrees, changed his tone and said with emotion: "You and I were both apprentices at the beginning, but now I have not become a county magistrate, and I can only be ranked as a craftsman.

Cheap industry."

The shopkeeper said that he believed his ghost.

The shopkeeper spoke and gestured, and Aping nodded.

It is a very delicate job that tests your eyesight, hands-on ability, and also requires a lot of patience.

I rounded my arms—pop!

I saw that Aping used an adhesive made of bletilla striata to stick the place to be welded, then apply the flux, and then used a blowpipe to control the flame, allowing the flux to melt and proceed to welding.

The shopkeeper choked and rolled his eyes.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the drawings and handed them to Hu Rong to see.

Zhao Chuanxin looked next to him and saw a hairpin made of tired silk.

Zhao Chuanxin once vowed to be the "King of Women's Speed ​​Bumps".

Apart from this, there are no traditional tools that Zhao Chuanxin recognizes.

In fact, the principle is very complicated, but Zhao Chuanxin, who is used to using airbrushes, thought of this method.

There were slap marks on Aping's face, but his eyes were shining, and he nodded sharply.

People often come here to sell stolen goods, and it is inevitable that the victims will come to ask for explanations.

This kind of shop not only makes jewelry, but also recycles gold and silver.

That's obviously what Shisheng can do.

The shopkeeper curled his lips: "Show off your skills."

When Zhao Chuanxin saw that the silk was very three-dimensional and hollow, he was shocked and asked: "How was that done?"

"It's broken, he can't weld it anymore."

It turns out that there is no foot-operated bellows, but a blowpipe with an elbow is connected to control the flame and temperature.

"You said, he translated for Hu Rong."

You know why, few women like handicrafts. Even if they are good at it, they hate watching others do it.

Women are disgusted to see mediocre and extraordinary craftsmanship, let alone Hu Rongwu’s peak carving skills.

Grabbing the handle of the knife, Zhao Chuanxin pulled out an elf carving knife. Countless gold threads thinner than hair fell under the table that had not yet been coated with starch.

The shopkeeper thinks it is a mortal thing, so if he was stabbed with a knife, would he still have to scratch his oily skin?

Aping covered his face with a look of grievance: "..."

Zhao Chuanxin said calmly: "I am the only one who is familiar with you!"

Hu Rongwu, however, let go and raised his chin toward A Ping, signaling for me to lead the way.

With a flick of my wrist, the Elf Carving Knife extended, a leg of the steel bar was missing, and a steel ball that was much larger than a corn was missing from under the table.

You blanch, Zhao Chuanxin is convinced.

That is something that is difficult to achieve at this time regardless of manual or industrial technology.

Aping looked at it for a long time, shaking his head in confusion and moaning.

Hu Rongwu was surprised: "Is that child coughing up phlegm? Eat something slowly and slowly, don't choke to death."

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "Aping, you need him to weld something, can he do it?"

Even if others practice for a thousand years, they may still be so unfamiliar.

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Zhao Chuanxin looked at Jinsi, shook his head and said: "It's still too troublesome, it's like that."

The shopkeeper paused, turned his head, and said with a grimace: "What exactly does he want?"

The words are submissive, but the eyes are turned away.

Zhao Chuanxin patted the shopkeeper's face: "You're giving him face, right? Ma Liu took me to find the craftsman."

The shopkeeper: "..."

Really dumb.

The shopkeeper and Aping's expressions changed drastically after hearing this!

I want to say that I am really familiar with the young master from the county.

Proficient in various handicrafts.

Without the elf carving knife, I am not a god when I am carving a piece.
To be continued...