Zhou Chen was walking slowly on the East Street of the town with a long baggage behind him, greeting everyone in the town he met. And everything here, including people and things, was so unique.
familiar.
Zhou Chen stopped until he reached a pork shop.
At this time, Xiaohu was sitting behind the desk in his shop, looking at his business boredly. When he saw Zhou Chen coming over, he immediately became energetic and waved to say hello, "Brother Chen, here! Here!"
"I asked why I didn't see you here today. It turns out you are here to look after the store!" Zhou Chen said with a smile.
"It's not my dad. He said he was going to buy goods today, so he asked me to come over. Brother Chen, did you come here specifically to find me?" Xiaohu complained to Zhou Chen with slight dissatisfaction about his unreliable products.
Dad.
"Well, I originally planned to go to Uncle Blacksmith's with you, but~" Zhou Chen looked at Xiaohu and then looked at the shop.
"It's okay, Brother Chen. Anyway, I'm going there to see if my pig-killing knife can be repaired. It was damaged in the previous battle, and I still feel bad for it!" Xiaohu said quickly.
Zhou Chen thought for a while and replied: "Well, okay!"
Just as he was talking, Xiaohu had already started to clean up his shop. He skillfully took out a sign saying "Closed" from under the table, hung it on the door of the shop, and took out a package from it, using
He walked out with a slightly bumpy and weird posture.
"Uh~ It seems that you have been ready for a long time and are waiting for me here! But, you are..." Zhou Chen looked at Xiaohu's appearance and said in confusion.
"I'm not sure. It was after we went home separately the night before. As soon as I walked in, my father caught me and beat me up!" Xiaohu's honest face was full of innocent eyes.
"That's because you came home late that time~ That's not the case? Didn't you ask Uncle Wang?" Zhou Chen guessed.
"My dad said he just saw me stepping into the house with my left foot!" Xiaohu replied.
"What???" Zhou Chen's forehead was full of black lines, and he was puzzled for a while, "Forget it, let's go to the blacksmith uncle's place together!"
With that said, the two of them started walking along the street towards the blacksmith shop on the street.
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On the east street of the town, there is a blacksmith shop. The blacksmith shop is quite simple. The front of the shop is surrounded by an earthen dam half a person high, with a wider passage in the middle leading to the street. There is a small table next to the door.
There are various iron tools, such as kitchen knives, spatulas and other daily necessities, as well as swords and other weapons.
Before entering the door, you can first hear the very melodic "ding-dong-dang-dang~" sound coming from inside. As soon as you enter the door, you see a large stove placed in the middle of the hut, with a shelf next to it.
There is a bellows and a large iron pier.
What is impressive is a tall figure in the hut, who is constantly swinging the hammer in his hand. His two thick shoulders are full of muscle lumps, and the iron filings thrown up by the hammer hit his face.
He was dyed dark, and beneath a tuft of disheveled hair, his eyes were as tough and bright as steel, illuminated by the fire.
The red iron tool was placed on the big iron pier, and the hammer was hammered up and down, causing sparks to fly; and bursts of sweat fell like rain, highlighting the unusually broad chest. Every time, he would lean forward first.
, and then suddenly swung the hammer, shaking the body for a moment, revealing ribs as thick as steel and iron bones and muscles that can contract freely.
And every time the hammer is swung, it seems to comply with some rules between heaven and earth. The strength, speed, and angle can always hit every position of the iron exactly according to the owner's intention. With the dancing hammer, in that path
The figure is surrounded by a strong air current, which seems to have aroused some indescribable energy between heaven and earth. To outsiders, this contains some incomprehensible mystery!
But even so, every movement of that figure, the little sparks bursting out from the hammer and the streaks of light tails, are all so beautiful!
It is an irresistible masculine beauty! The beauty of strength! And the beauty of the regular melody of this world!
For Zhou Chen, who was weak when he was young, he longed for it all the time. Therefore, Zhou Chen often liked to come here when he was a child.
Soon, a standard sword-shaped weapon was formed!
"Uncle Blacksmith!" Zhou Chen called softly from the side.
And that figure had actually noticed the arrival of Zhou Chen and the others early on. Now when he heard this and looked at Zhou Chen, the bright and sharp eyes just now seemed to have softened a lot, "Well! You're here!"
Zhou Chen was not surprised at all by the slightly cold reaction of the blacksmith uncle. It seemed that this was how it should be, "Uncle blacksmith, I haven't come to see you for a while, so I came here to have a look. It's still the same here, and it feels like nothing has changed.
!”
The blacksmith uncle looked at Zhou Chen calmly, nodded, and simply replied, "Yeah!".
"Uncle blacksmith, I recently got some materials, and I want you to help me take a look to see if I can make a weapon suitable for me!" Zhou Chen scratched his head in embarrassment.
"And me! And me! Uncle blacksmith, the pig-killing knife you made for me was accidentally damaged. Let's see if it can be repaired?" Xiaohu said impatiently.
The blacksmith uncle still only responded lightly: "Yes! Let me see!"
With that said, Xiaohu immediately took out the butcher knife with half of the handle left from the package he brought. At this time, Zhou Chen also took out the items he brought from behind: the big knife captured in the previous battle, pocket concealed weapons and some
Other miscellaneous things.
The blacksmith's craftsmanship is famous throughout Ping'an Town! Normally, if everyone has any needs, they will choose to come to the blacksmith's blacksmith shop instead of buying things brought by caravans from outside. Once, a caster was brought from Xiyue City
The 'sharp weapon' made by a famous master unexpectedly received a cold reception in Ping'an Town. Perhaps, in the eyes of the people of Ping'an Town, this is more useful than the kitchen knife and spatula casually made by the blacksmith uncle.
It would be more convenient!
I don't know why, every time Zhou Chen sees the blacksmith uncle's casting process, he will have an indescribable feeling, or maybe there is something else. Many times, problems that he had not thought about before, seem to be here.
It suddenly dawned on me!
Other people in the town, such as Mr. Zhao from Wangyou Building, Aunt Li who owns the shop, Uncle Zhao, Uncle Wang and Uncle Han... have all been here before. But I don't know if they are used to it.
, but if Zhou Chen looked carefully, he could still see the glimmer of wonder that flashed deep in their eyes!
Although, with Zhou Chen's current knowledge, he doesn't know why.
However, Zhou Chen knew very well in his heart that ‘forging iron requires a strong body!’! Every time the blacksmith forges, he demonstrates his superhuman strength and extraordinary magnanimity!
Therefore, although the blacksmith uncle is not good at words and usually only stays in that small blacksmith shop except for looking for some casting materials, he still has a lot of weight in Pingan Town!
Therefore, Zhou Chen has never doubted the skill of the blacksmith uncle. To be honest, the pig-killing knife that the blacksmith uncle made for Xiaohu has been with Xiaohu for a long time. Xiaohu often carries it with him, whether he is killing pigs or cattle.
, he was still fighting with others, with almost no damage, until he encountered the scarred man’s big knife! And this also made Zhou Chen a little curious about it!
"Huh?" The blacksmith uncle casually glanced at the things Zhou Chen and the two brought, and a trace of surprise flashed across his otherwise calm face.
Zhou Chen noticed that the blacksmith uncle's eyes paused for a moment when he saw the broadsword and the pocket concealed weapon, "What's wrong, blacksmith uncle? Did you see anything?"
The blacksmith uncle looked a little more serious this time, looked at it carefully, and then picked up the half-hilted butcher knife and looked at it.
After a while, the blacksmith uncle came to a conclusion, pointed to the big knife on the ground and said with great certainty: "Look at the edge of the knife, this butcher's knife must have been broken by this big knife!"
"Well, uncle blacksmith, you are so awesome! You quickly saw how my pig-killing knife was damaged before I even said anything!" Before Zhou Chen could say anything, Xiaohu beside him said impatiently
He replied, "Can it still be repaired like this? I can use this butcher knife very easily!"
Zhou Chen also said: "Yes! Uncle blacksmith, please help Xiaohu take a look!"
The blacksmith uncle replied calmly: "Well! Don't worry about this yet!"
"Uncle Blacksmith, what did you see?!" Zhou Chen asked after seeing the Uncle Blacksmith looking at the things he brought.
"Xuan Tie! Hmm~ What a pity!" The blacksmith uncle nodded and shook his head from time to time.
"Uncle Blacksmith! Stop playing riddles and just tell us!" Xiaohu scratched his head and scratched his head as he watched.
When the blacksmith uncle heard this, he replied without any hesitation: "Look at the style of this broadsword, the casting method is too rough! And the reason why it can break the pig-killing knife I cast is entirely because of the extraordinary material it uses!"
"Is it the 'black iron' you just mentioned, uncle blacksmith?" Zhou Chen already had a slight guess in his mind, so he asked directly.
The blacksmith uncle showed a hint of admiration to Zhou Chen, "Yes! There is a lot of iron ore in the world, which is enough for ordinary people. However, this black iron is not accessible to ordinary people! Even if only a trace is added to the weapon,
It’s enough to greatly increase the power! Moreover, generally only those people can cast and use this black iron."
Speaking of which, the blacksmith's voice was almost inaudible.
"Brother Chen, does that mean we found a treasure? Haha!" Xiaohu laughed as soon as he heard it.
Zhou Chen also nodded, "Yeah! Uncle blacksmith, what's 'and'?"
The blacksmith uncle replied: "Nothing! I can make another one of Xiaohu's pig-killing knife at any time! The previous one is a little inappropriate now, and I can guarantee that the new one is no worse than the old one! As for you~
This broadsword is not suitable for you to use. If you don't have any problems, I can help you refine the black iron in it and then help you make a suitable weapon! Oh, by the way, your pocket concealed weapon is also adulterated.
Xuan Tie, but the amount is very small, do you have any ideas?"
Zhou Chen pondered for a while and then said: "Uncle Blacksmith, you can do what you want with this big sword! I want to keep the pocket concealed weapon. If possible, I want Uncle Blacksmith to help me make some matching concealed weapons mixed with black iron."
, and make some ordinary ones by the way. However, I want my weapons and Xiaohu’s new pig-killing knife to be made of black iron, is that okay?”
The blacksmith uncle replied: "I don't have any problem here! But in this case, the remaining black iron will not be enough to make a big weapon for you! Even if it is barely cast, it will only be a waste of such good materials!"
"Brother Chen, why don't you use mine first? The most important thing is to make you a suitable weapon first!" Xiaohu said from the side.
"No!" Zhou Chen's answer was also firm.
The blacksmith uncle thought for a while and said: "Let's do this! In addition to the requirements you mentioned above, the remaining black iron is enough to make two daggers for you, how about it?"
Zhou Chen heard this and replied without thinking: "Okay! Let's do it like this!"
Thus, two identical daggers were born, but one was engraved with the word "tiger" and the other was engraved with the word "chen".
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"Who is so unscrupulous to be out drinking and eating chicken at night? Are you going to let me sleep?!!!" A curse came from far and near, and then there was the sound of doors and windows opening. "Creak~".
And this also immediately pulled Zhou Chen's thoughts back from the horizon.
"Run, Xiaohu!" After saying that, he picked up Xiaohu and hurried away from the street. The figures of the two teenagers were getting further and further away on the street.