Chapter 3: The Weapon Refining Family──The Start Family ()
"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"
Early the next morning, Yi Yun was awakened by a series of knocking sounds of iron tools coming from outside the house.
When I came outside the house, I saw dozens of people outside the manor busy carrying water carts, and several strong men in front of several open-air iron-making stoves, hammering the ore in the furnace.
A group of people are busy with a clear division of labor.
Yi Yun didn't know yet, but this was the scene every morning in Aida Town, the official start of the day.
"Xiao Yiyun, come and have breakfast. I was about to wake you up, but you got up first." My aunt's heartfelt call came from inside the house.
Yi Yun hurriedly walked into the house. As soon as he sat down, his aunt brought a bowl of hot wheat porridge: "Where are grandpa and uncle? Are they full?"
Yi Yun turned around and looked around, and found that neither Pusius nor Baddeley were there, so he immediately asked his aunt.
The aunt brought another plate of meat slices and vegetables to Yi Yun and said with a friendly smile: "They went out to do business at dawn. Your uncle wants you to go find him after breakfast. I will take you there later. First,
Eat it while it's hot."
Yi Yun nodded after hearing this. He was indeed hungry, so he started to enjoy his first breakfast here.
Half an hour later.
"Yi Yun, look, these are the properties of our Start family. The smelting of every sword, knife, gun, and ax must go through several strict processes. There is no chance of sloppiness!" Baddeley pointed at the iron smelting.
Furnace, said to Yi Yun.
After finding Baddeley, he took Yi Yun everywhere to watch the smelting process in the weapons workshop while explaining it to Yi Yun.
It's just that Yi Yun didn't understand. He just looked curiously at a lot of people rushing in and out. The heat was rising around the stove. How could a child stand such high temperature? In less than an hour, he was already dripping with sweat.
Already.
Baddeli handed Yi Yun a bowl of cold water and said with a smile: "I know you can't adapt to the workshop environment now, nor can you understand the secrets of forging. You will get used to it after a while. In a few years,
You will also fall in love with the profession of blacksmith. Watching weapons being born from your own hands, one of them may be a magic weapon that can be passed down to future generations. This wonderful feeling is hard to express in words!"
"Uncle Badley, my grandpa told me that our Start family is the oldest weapons forging family in the empire. The weapons we forge are very famous in the empire. This is something my mother never told me." Yi Yun
Said somewhat excitedly.
"Um..., did father tell you that? Well, that... is right. The sword beside the current Emperor of the Qiwu Empire - the Tiger Soul Sword, is the sword that our ancestors used in the Nine
It was built more than a hundred years ago, um, that's right!" Baddeley stuttered.
"Tiger Soul Sword Divine Weapon? Really?" Yi Yun shouted excitedly.
Looking at Yi Yun's starry eyes, Old Badley couldn't help but blush.
It is true that the Tiger Soul Sword, known as the divine weapon, came from his family, but what he did not say was that in the past thousand years, this weapon was the only one that could give them some prestige.
In the hundreds of years that followed, their family never produced any magic weapons that could be passed down to future generations. At most, they only created a bunch of fine products that were slightly better than ordinary products. In this way, each generation became worse than the last, and gradually declined, until
Now, it has reached a point where it must rely on other big families to survive.
"Yi Yun, uncle will take you to get to know this place well today. Although Aida Town is not as prosperous as Qiwu City, it still has many flavors that big cities don't have. I think you will like it." Baddeley hurriedly interrupted.
This topic led Yi Yun to the center of the town.
Aida Town is not big, but it has an area of nearly ten miles. Yi Yun followed Baddeley in a circle, and the whole day passed like this.
In the evening, after the whole family had dinner together, Pusius asked Yi Yun to come to his room.
"Yi Yun, you have been with your uncle for a day today, so you should be somewhat familiar with Aida Town! In the next month, during the daytime, you will follow Baddeli to learn about our family's industry just like you did today. At night, you will be familiar with Aida Town.
Well, let me, grandpa, teach you about the history of our Qiongwu Continent and some other knowledge." Pusius smiled at Yi Yun.
"Grandpa, I heard my mother say that our Stat line is a family that has been passed down for thousands of years. It can be said to be one of the oldest families on the Qiongwu Continent. But why are there only a few of us left now?
Woolen cloth?"
This is exactly Yi Yun's doubt. His mother has passed away from illness, and there are only grandfather, uncle, aunt, and little Hank in the family. Counting him, there are only five people.
It is really strange that a family with a history of thousands of years has only five descendants. In the Lanville family, any branch has at least hundreds of people, and the entire family has thousands more.
The large number of people formed a sharp contrast with the Start family.
"Alas~~, grandpa can't answer you about this. Ever since grandpa was young, there have only been three generations in the family, including my grandfather and father. I only know from my father's mouth that our family has had great glory, and even more so.
An ancient family with a history of thousands of years has declined rapidly only in the past thousand years. As for the reason, even my grandfather and father don't understand!" Pusius said with some indifference.
From the moment he was born, the Start family has been in decline. The glorious glory they once had in the past is like a bedside story, just a distant legend.
"Uncle said that our ancestors once created a magic weapon, which is now the sword of Emperor Qiwu. It would be great if we can make a few more magic weapons, so that the family can be revived!" Yi Yun thought when he saw Pusius feeling sad.
Comforting grandpa, he said innocently.
Pusius was stunned at first, then looked up at Yi Yun. After seeing the extremely serious expression on his little face, he couldn't help but smile: "Little Yi Yun, if it's so easy to defeat the magic weapon, we
It’s not like the Start family hasn’t produced one for more than nine hundred years.”
"My grandpa made tens of thousands of weapons in his life, and experimented with hundreds of different ores, including mithril, fine gold and other exotic minerals and materials that are hard to find. Although he smelted several of them, they are considered to be excellent.
Weapons..."
Pusius took a sip of water and continued: "But we still haven't been able to produce a magic weapon like the Tiger Soul Sword. Do you think it's easy?"
Yi Yun was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He didn't expect it to be so difficult, and asked in confusion: "How did the ancestors create it in the first place?"
"Grandpa also asked my father this question back then. According to my father, the reason why our ancestors were able to create that divine sword was probably because they used some secret method that we don't know about, and that secret method has not been passed down.
, So, if we, the descendants, want to produce another magic weapon, I’m afraid it won’t be that easy!” Pusius said sadly.
Yi Yun was silent after hearing this, and finally understood the whole story. Maybe his mother's family gradually fell into ruin because of this! However, since someone from his ancestors could successfully create a magic weapon, why couldn't he?
Yi Yun looked at his grandfather's old face with a trace of inexplicable sadness...
"In the future, I must rely on my own hands to refine magic weapons!" Yi Yun shouted in his heart.