Hu Tu thought it was impossible for him to learn a sword for several years, but after hearing about such a person, he was eager to make a sword from him, and he also wanted to learn how to build a sword.

"Or how many days to learn first and try it?" This is a more modest method. You can spend a few days to hug the Buddha's feet and then try it out. If you succeed, you will not feel distressed because you are wasted too much time.

So, Hu Tu stayed at the farmer's house for a few more days, and inquired about many interesting stories about the people who came to seek swords, and extracted some places that must be seen. He mainly used the sword-casting notes obtained from the old man Geng Jianqiu of the mountain stone, and supplemented by travel, study, observation and confirmation. He spent five days memorizing the contents of the notes. The whole process was very low-key, like a tourist.

However, when he went up the mountain, Hu Tu was very high-profile. He not only let the elf out and set off the road in front of him, but also set up a dress of an ancient knight, carrying the "ice sword" on his back, as if he was walking out of the play. He was carrying a bag in his left hand and two bottles of wine in it, but the gift was really simple.

There were other sword seekers who saw him doing superficial work so slutty, and he shook his head, "It seems that he has never suffered any hardships. How long can he last?"

The other person shook his head and said, "I guess I can't hold on for a week if I take advantage of this kind of opportunistic trick."

"I don't think so." Another person smiled and said, "This person is willing to spend time doing these clever things. He is not a stupid person, at least he can last for ten days and half a month."

The man before immediately retorted: "I don't think so, it's over the sky in a week."

Hu Tu heard them intermittently, turned his head and said, "You guys are waiting to see me laugh at me, right? Otherwise, you can help me lead the way, so I can go and go back early."

The initial discussion was a little surprised and asked, "Young man, I heard what you said. If Teacher Zheng rejects you, you will go home directly?"

"That's not." Hu Tu looked as if he was taken for granted, "I won't go home and stay here for the holiday. It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival, and I'm still planning to stay here forever?"

"You are amazing enough." The man shook his head and advised, "If you only have this kind of perseverance, I don't think you even need to go up the mountain. Just go back home. I've been here for so long and I have never seen anyone convince Teacher Zheng as soon as I go up the mountain!" Anyway, he wanted to go up the mountain, so he waved his hand and asked Hu Tu to go up.

Hu Tu walked and asked, "Are there no rich second generation coming here and bought it with money? I don't believe it anymore. This teacher Zheng Liangxi doesn't even love money."

"Do you want to buy it with money?" The man seemed very unhappy, "That's not bad, but it's not worth it if you buy it. Teacher Zheng has never liked to use money to measure his sword, so if anyone wants to spend money to buy it, the price is several times more expensive than the market price. If there is really a rich second generation to buy his sword, wouldn't it mean that he doesn't understand the sword and is willing to be a sucker! It's not good to have a reputation after it is spread, so it's better not to buy it."

As he said that, several people came to a scenic house with a wide door, but when they entered, there were weeds growing everywhere, and they all looked deserted. It seemed that this person was the same. Once they fell in love with a certain hobby, they would not pay attention to anything else.

Wrinkled his nose, Hu Tu smelled the strong smell of coal burning, and could vaguely hear the crisp sound of iron. He pointed to the direction of the backyard and said, "Is Teacher Zheng Liangxi there?"

"No." The man said, "that should be Mr. Zheng's son making swords. Mr. Zheng usually doesn't make swords himself. I haven't seen him take action for a long time. He should still be sleeping now, so we have to wait a while."

Waiting is the most basic politeness. Hu Tu is familiar with the story of visiting the cottage three times. He has no complaints or opinions about this. However, the person who brought him continued, "Or why I take you to see Master Zheng's craftsmanship first. The sword he cast is mastered by Mr. Zheng, and maybe it will meet your requirements. And it is real and honest."

Hu Tu thought for a moment, thinking that since Zheng Liangxi was known as a swordsman, he would definitely not like someone standing here and waiting, so he said, "Okay, I happened to have a friend who wanted to ask for a Longquan sword, so he asked Master Zheng to help cast it."

The ironclad sound was "bang" and seemed to have a special rhythm. The sparks were like fireworks, blooming bright red and yellow beside the stove. It looked very beautiful, but the red temperature was daunting.

The elf didn't like the harsh sound when he made a blacksmith, nor did he liked the hot temperature inside, nor did he liked the splashing sparks. He kept running out, so Hu Tu had to temporarily tie it to a tree in the yard. Not far from him, he had to make sure that the elf wouldn't bite people when he was not paying attention. Then he stood at the door, waiting with full curiosity.

There were two people waiting with him, one man and one woman. They were recording with their mobile phones and listening to their conversations, as if they wanted to analyze a result similar to a mathematical formula from the sound of the iron.

Hu Tu really wanted to say that things like blacksmithing must be tried to understand, but then he gave up because he was not familiar with them and raised objections when he came up, which inevitably led to a good teacher.

But the man who led Hu Tu said straight: "I told you two that your method doesn't work. You have to try the ironwork yourself. I think you should work with us and try some farm tools for yourself. Teacher Zheng is an expert. If you only calculate the law of ironwork like this, you are just fooling me. You can't fool Teacher Zheng."

"You want to talk too much." The woman said with a very strong verbal expression, full of disdain, "You are really good at talking about it. You have hit the farm tools, but it was still like us, and she was abused here." Then she nodded and signaled to Hu Tu, and asked, "Are you new here? Are you looking for a sword or a sword?"

When asking for a sword, I naturally ask Zheng Liangxi to make a sword; when buying a sword, I refer to Master Zheng. The hidden meaning is very obvious. Hu Tu understood it as soon as he heard it and replied: "If you want a sword, I will also buy a sword."

"Is the sword you carry also a Longquan sword?" The woman looked very smart, and her eyes narrowed as if she could see through people's hearts. "Can we see it?"

"This is not the Longquan Sword, it is an ancient sword I got by chance." Hu Tu shook his head, took out the Ice Sword and handed it to her, "In fact, I also want to know where the root of this sword is."

Although these people in front of them are not professionals, they have also had some research on Longquan Sword. Listening to their analysis of the Han Bing Sword, Hu Tu felt that Hu Tu felt accurate, but listening to them saying those professional terms is also a kind of learning. Hu Tu felt that these people's research on swords was off the curve, neither systematic nor in the right direction, and they were completely a group of laymen who could not get into the door.

So, Hu Tu did not ask their name or participate in their discussion.
Chapter completed!