"No!

During the meal, he tried to propose to his mother the intention of dropping out of school, but Gu's mother refused, her tone was very firm, and there was no need to discuss.

"Grandma, I have a way to make money, it's the same if I don't study!" Gu Meng discussed.

"Make money? What kind of money can you make? Only reading is the right way, you studied well when you were a child, and your father hopes that you can be admitted to university in the future, eat public meals, what is the benefit of not studying?"

Gu's mother moved out of Gu's father's name, and Gu Meng couldn't refute it.

Gu's mother knew that her son was very stubborn, and sighed: "Just now the people from the Zhao family's pig farm said to me that the Zhao family's third senior high school junior high school junior high school final exam, the top ten in the grade, will definitely be admitted to university next year, is it possible that the people of the Gu family are stupider than the Zhao family? Could it be that the ancestors of the Gu family are all iron-beaten?"

Saying good things about the Zhao family is like sticking a knife into your heart.

Gu's mother's face became a little gray.

Gu Meng saw it in his eyes and felt very sad in his heart.

Ask yourself, if you live for another life, you won't even be able to get into college?

No!

It's not that you can't do it, it's a question of whether you want to do it or not.

He was silent for a moment and sighed, "Grandma, you're right, the Gu family is not stupider than others, I will continue to study in the second half of the year, and next year I will strive to be admitted to a good university, which is better than Zhao Wen's university!"

"Okay, you just do your best, you don't have to compare with them!"

Gu's mother happily sandwiched a few slices of meat for him.

Now that he had made up his mind to study, Gu Meng felt a lot more settled in his heart and concentrated on eating.

As he ate, he noticed a strange thing, the amount of food seemed to have increased.

He ate three old bowls of rice, as well as some stir-fried meat with green peppers, sour and hot shredded potatoes, tomatoes and eggs, adding up to a big bowl, but when he touched his stomach, he seemed to be only three points full.

What's going on?

Reborn into a rice bucket?

After everyone finished eating, he soaked the rice pot with vegetable soup and some boiling water before he was half full.

"Gu Meng, your amount of food is too big, right?"

He Hongjun looked at his belly in surprise, he hadn't puffed up much after eating so much, it was too exaggerated.

"Brother is a rice bucket, hehe!"

Gu Yong was originally a family rice bucket, but now this honorary title has fallen on Gu Meng's head.

Gu Meng also smiled, "Grandma, you have to cook more in the future!"

Gu's mother cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the table and said, "The amount of food is good, young people are growing up, and they should eat more!"

Fortunately, now that the land is contracted to the households, this year's grain harvest is not bad, otherwise I really can't afford to raise two big-bellied men, Gu's mother quietly remembered God's blessing!

"Grandma, you don't have to worry about money and food, I'm going to make more kitchen knives these days, and sell them in the county and city, and I will definitely make a lot of money!"

"Don't worry, there is food stored at home, and you can't be hungry!"

Gu Meng smiled, and looked at He Hongjun again, "Junzi, do you want to help me sell knives, how about giving you a dollar commission for a knife?"

Gu's mother glanced at her son and didn't speak, today she suddenly found that her son had grown up and was sensible, and Gu's mother was more happy in her heart.

He Hongjun scratched his face, "I won't sell anything!"

"It's okay! I'll go to the county to sell knives in a few days, you follow me first, and when I go to school, you can sell them alone." ”

He Hongjun only has one hand and can't do heavy work, but his brain is flexible and he learns things quickly.

In his previous life, He Hongjun first collected the rags with him for three years, and then Gu Meng went to the coal mine, He Hongjun also left his hometown, and the two went their separate ways.

It has been more than 20 years since they met again, and He Hongjun has become the owner of a hot pot chain restaurant and is worth tens of millions.

At that time, Gu Meng had just founded a fitness studio, and funds were in short supply, so He Hongjun didn't say a word, and directly invested two million.

Gu Meng is a person who knows how to repay his kindness, and when he gets rich, he wants to fly with his friends.

"Okay! I'll try!"

He Hongjun is not treated well at home, sometimes he can't even eat, and he is happy to follow Gu Meng to make money.

"That's it, brother, let's get started!"

After eating, Gu Meng felt that his body was full of strength, and he was ready to start fighting and making money.

The eighties were full of opportunities to make a fortune, and in order to seize these opportunities, it was necessary to have adequate funds.

Now that there is such a situation in China, he has no other way to make money, but to find a way to do it on kitchen knives.

......

After eating, He Hongjun said goodbye and left, and the two brothers of the Gu family walked into the iron-fighting room.

The Gu family's blacksmith is in the backyard.

A few Tsubaki elm trees, a stone house, and a simple place.

In the past, the Gu family had a blacksmith shop in the county town, but unfortunately it was confiscated, and now this set of iron-striking things was later supported by Gu's father.

The layout of the blacksmith room is simple.

There is a pile of scrap metal in the left corner, and coking coal on the right.

In the middle of the room is the operation room, a decades-old bellows, a large water tank made of stone, a large blackened clay furnace, some iron tools and scattered household goods, arranged in a staggered manner in this room of less than ten square meters.

The boiler was lit by fire from the kitchen, and the bellows were pulled a few times with hulala, and the fiery red fire gushed out high, and Gu Yong continued to add coal.

Gu Meng selected wrought iron from the scrap iron pile, calcined the iron in the furnace, and began to refine the iron clay.

These scrap irons are all good iron recovered from the county garbage station, and they have few impurities and can save a lot of processes.

However, if you want to create a high-quality kitchen knife, it is indispensable to temper it.

After half an hour, the iron clay melted and the mold was inverted.

There is no air hammer, only manual hammering, all handmade.

He hasn't held a hammer for decades, and Gu Meng is still a little unfamiliar.

However, he has been playing in the blacksmith since he was born, and his father's blacksmithing moves and styles are clearly engraved in his childhood memories.

Watching Gu Yong fight for a while, he slowly recalled his iron-striking skills.

He had an injury to his right hand, so he could only use a five-pound hammer, and Gu Yong used a sledgehammer of more than thirty pounds.

Generally, the master uses a small hammer, and the apprentice uses a large hammer.

The small hammer guides the sledgehammer.

Where it is thick, the small hammer is struck there, and the sledgehammer follows and falls, and the two sides need to cooperate tacitly to maintain the rhythm of striking iron.

Tom tom tom ~ Mars splash!

It's pretty hot when it falls on you.

Mr. Lu Xun said that the three hardships in the world, supporting boats, striking iron, and writing novels, these three kinds of work test people's physical strength, endurance, and perseverance, which are not capable of ordinary people, but it is good to get used to them.

Jingle clanging, the small hammer and the sledgehammer continue to fall on the knife embryo, repeatedly struck, reheated, and forged.

In the hands of the old driver, the iron is soft, and at his will, it changes into various shapes, square, round, long, flat, and pointed.

After another half an hour, the blank of a kitchen knife was almost formed.

"Alright, dig the clamping steel!"

Clamping steel is to add a layer of carbon steel to the blade of the kitchen knife, that is, spring steel.

This steel has good toughness and is wear-resistant, which is one of the things where handmade kitchen knives are better than stainless steel.

Of course, there are better steels than spring steel, such as alloy steel, manganese steel, and cannonball steel, but the price of these steels is too high to afford!

Iron clamping steel is a very technical work.

When forging kitchen knives, the steel bars are calcined into steel bars, and after calcination by the furnace fire, the blank of the kitchen knife is cut with a drill, and then the steel bars are placed in the middle, and then repeatedly calcined and beaten by the furnace fire.

Carefully and meticulously finished, it can be regarded as adding good steel.

Don't look at the simple process of adding steel, when firing ironware, it is also very important to master the heat, and the steel bar must be fired into a spark before it is added, otherwise the steel bar added on the kitchen knife is easy to get a sandwich, not wear-resistant and not durable, this kind of defective product is sold to be scolded, and it will smash the old Gujia signboard. After so many years, he vaguely remembered his father's teaching: the Gu family relies on craftsmanship to eat, and even if they die of poverty and starvation, they can't trick people.

The iron striker is so real, he has no heart.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the Gu family will be crushed to death by the Zhao family!

After more than three hours of repeated fighting, a kitchen knife was basically formed.

Gu Meng took the knife embryo and put it into the barrel.

The barrel was filled with salt water.

There are many salt wells in Nishikawa, and the well water tastes bitter.

There is one in the backyard of Gu Meng's house, which is one of the reasons why Grandpa Gu chose to settle here.

Cool with salt water, steel fire is better!

The knife embryo is formed, and this knife is half done.

The other half of the process, including the installation of the tool holder, grinding and polishing, and inspection, takes longer.

The two brothers cooperated well, and they could only make three kitchen knives a day, and they could only earn a few dollars if they could sell them.

In the past, the Gu family's blacksmith shop could make a lot of things, kitchen knives, scissors, axes, hoes, plowshares and other ironware.

Not now, Gu's father went early, Gu Yong was stupid, Gu Meng was young in elementary school, and now the two brothers have only learned to play kitchen knives, sickles, repair farm tools, and other knives, but they are not very good at it, and the quality of the things they make is not good.

As for the secret of striking iron, there is no such thing at all.

Iron striking relies on word of mouth, hand-to-hand teaching, secrets or something, which is of little use.

In the next ten days, Gu Meng and Gu Yong stayed in the blacksmith for the rest of the time, except for planting seedlings in the field for a day.

At first, two or three handfuls a day.

Less than five days later, Gu Meng's right hand healed ahead of schedule.

Gu Meng began to pick up the sledgehammer, and he could hit five in a day, and the effect was very good.

With a kitchen knife, Gu Meng was ready to go into the city to sell knives.