"Where is it? I didn't even look at it. How could I know what?"

At this moment, Zhang Chu hurriedly said, "Wang Feng, stop asking, hurry up and go to the workshop and take a look at the sword blank. I have a premonition now that maybe Lao Du made a very amazing thing accidentally."

"oh……"

Wang Feng's eyes lit up slightly.

He understood what Zhang Chu meant. Perhaps in Du Nanxing's view, his sword-casting process was only half completed and could not continue, even if it was a failure.

However, when viewing this from the perspective of Wang Feng and Zhang Chu, there are other conclusions.

At least, they were very interested in the magical sword blank. At the moment, the two of them seemed to be holding hostage, one of them was holding Du Nanxing's arm, dragging and forking toward the workshop on the mountain together.

Soon after, the three arrived at the workshop.

The indoor lights are brightly lit, the charcoal fire is still burning, and the forced heat flow is churning. Between the doors and windows, a cool night wind rushes in, which can only relieve the effect, but cannot eliminate the hot air.

But the three of them didn't care. Their eyes were focused on the red charcoal fire. A long sword placed a pile of charcoal, and the flames were leaping, rising, and wrapping...

Du Nanxing walked over, his expression was dull.

He reached out and pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, then pulled it gently, and Mars ran around.

Wang Feng looked at it intently and saw a long sword body, a blue-gray color, and the whole was dull. The sword spine was very rough, and there were also textures circling intertwined.

In short, this sword blank is really just a semi-finished product, only the form of a sword, but not the essence of a sword.

The only thing that is desirable is that the sword spine is straight, the sides are balanced and symmetrical, and the shape of the instrument is perfect.

The most important thing is...

The sword body was taken out from the flames, and it was really not affected. The thermal conductivity of the metal completely disappeared. No wonder Du Nanxing dared to take the sword directly without even wearing heat-insulating gloves.

"You guys saw it."

Du Nanxing said depressedly: "The melting point of steel is about 1,500 degrees. The crucible charcoal fire in my workshop has far exceeded this temperature, but the sword blank has no reaction at all..."

"This is a good thing."

Zhang Chu was surprised and excitedly said, "It means you discovered a composite metal material that can withstand high temperatures by chance. This is something that many people can't do."

"Good thing?" Du Nanxing was confused.

“Yes, yes…”

Zhang Chu nodded repeatedly and exclaimed: "The metal materials that are resistant to high temperatures are very rare... If you remember the formula, it is best to go to the Patent Office for comparison and verification immediately."

"If this material belongs to a new type, then you will be developed."

Zhang Chu said enviously: "One percent of the patent is a sea of ​​gold and silver. You can keep collecting money while lying down."

"But……"

Du Nanxing hesitated: "The process of smelting metals, every step and every process, is basically the same as before, and there is no difference."

"If it was really like you said, I discovered some new materials, and I had discovered them before, so I don't have to wait until now."

Du Nanxing frowned and said, "There must be a problem in this."

"Well……"

Zhang Chu was stunned and was also thinking.

At this moment, Wang Feng took the sword billet in Du Nanxing's hand.

He raised his sword to look at it, unexpectedly... the sword blank looked not as unbearable as he imagined.

The blue-gray color is indeed not very eye-catching. However, the sword body is filled with rough textures that look like messy. If you observe carefully, you can find that it is quite regular and not a messy existence.

The sword spine is like a line, from the tip of the sword to the tail of the sword hilt, and is extremely straight.

Wang Feng waved his sword lightly, feeling that it was not very important, but he was also worth it. If there were no accidents, everything would be done according to Du Nanxing's idea and complete all the procedures of making swords.

Then it is certain that this is definitely a beautiful and beautiful sword.

Unfortunately, only two-thirds of the sword casting process was completed.

Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety...

All efforts are in vain!

“Whether this is new or not.”

Wang Feng waved his sword and said with a smile: "Anyway, this sword blank is actually good. It doesn't need to be processed and polished. Just make the sword head, sword spear, scabbard and other accessories, and it's enough."

"The original and quaint shape is also unique."

Wang Feng praised: "Strictly speaking, this is called unique."

“Failure is failure.”

Du Nanxing said in a muffled voice: "You don't need to comfort me anymore."

“Not comfort.”

Wang Feng said seriously: "I really like this style. There are not so many fancy bells and whistles. It's very simple. Besides, if I take this sword out, I will never be stopped..."

"Haha, get on the plane and take the train, and have no worries about security checks."

Wang Feng smiled and said, "No one would doubt that my sword is a weapon."

“…It makes sense.”

Zhang Chu smiled and agreed: "Absolutely, no certificate is required."

“That’s it, that’s it.”

Wang Feng nodded, put down the sword casually, then reached out to put his hand on Du Nanxing's shoulder, and slowly said, "Old Du, you don't have to worry about it. The sword is mine. I feel satisfied. Even if you have completed the entrustment."

"Everyone has his own aesthetic. I just think that this sword is very amazing. Does it matter whether others agree or not?"

Wang Feng smiled and said, "Don't think too much... Go back and drink, and celebrate the successful sword-casting."

"yes."

Zhang Chu also said from the side: "Instead of thinking about it, you might as well recall carefully what was added during the sword casting process, which made the sword blank not conduct heat."

"I'm not kidding, the prospects for new metal materials are broad and boundless."

Along the way, Zhang Chu kept muttering: "As long as you apply for a patent, you can completely get rid of the whole world's wool."

"...I didn't add anything." Du Nanxing was also recalling and reflecting.

The two of them were entangled, and Wang Feng ignored them. After turning back to the residence, he moved out of the wine jar.

One bowl of wine per person, cycle repeats.

No matter how many problems or how stuffy the mood is, it will disappear.

As midnight came, the darkness enveloped, and even the bright lights in the hall dimmed a little. Three people were lying on the table, and those who fell to the ground, shouting one after another, and they were no longer conscious.

Clouds cover the bright moon, and flowing mist floats in the air.

In the quiet night, cicadas and frogs sing, bringing out beautiful melodies.

A gust of wind blew, and there was another scene of stars and moon shining brightly. In the corner of the living room, the sword blank that no one paid attention to, suddenly appeared a faint stream of light, as if there were or not, flashing away.

No words all night.

The next morning, Wang Feng woke up slowly while touching his forehead, feeling a sensation of soreness and dizziness.

Hangover is really uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!