"Ah......h

In an instant, Du Nanxing and Zhang Chu were dumbfounded at the same time.

Du Nanxing was dumbfounded, but he didn't expect that Wang Feng would be so cunning and come up with a roundabout routine.

As for Zhang Chu, he was shocked.

Swordsmith?

He looked at Dunan Xing and sighed a little.

For a while, he also understood the so-called dream and the reason why Wang Feng sent the meteorite. In ancient texts, it is often recorded that some swordsmiths forged swords from meteoric iron, and then obtained divine weapons that have been handed down from generation to generation.

Therefore, all generations of swordsmiths have tried every means to achieve this goal.

Presumably, Du Nanxing has similar aspirations.

Wang Feng also knew that the other party had such an idea, so he took the initiative to send the meteorite to the door.

"How?"

At this time, Wang Feng smiled and asked: "Friend for so many years, I just begged you for a small favor, do you still want to refuse me? That is too unrighteous......

“…… You. ”

Du Nanxing couldn't cry or laugh, knowing that Wang Feng did it on purpose.

But then again, the same thing, changed the statement, and the perception was really different.

On the one hand, it is to give gifts, and on the other hand, it is to ask for help.

Du Nanxing was obviously moved, but he was also hesitating: "Wang Feng, haven't you never been interested in things like swords?"

"Who said that?"

Wang Feng immediately retorted: "The dream of a literati and a chivalrous man through the ages, who doesn't have a martial arts dream in his heart......?"

"It's been a dream I've had for years, but it's a pity...... Dragged down by work. ”

In addition to sighing, Wang Feng also excitedly said: "Fortunately, feng shui takes turns, and I am developed...... I'm finally interested in chasing my dreams......"

The corners of Du Nanxing's mouth twitched, believing ...... It's weird.

"However, my skills are ......"

At the same time, Du Nanxing was also a little apprehensive: "You may not be able to forge a good sword." ”

"You're enough. ”

Wang Feng waved his hand and scolded: "You are a dignified man, don't do it with your mother-in-law and mother? In a word, can you help or not? If you don't help, I will turn around and leave. ”

"You ......"

Dunan Xing's face flushed, not angry, but excited. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Okay...... I took it. If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent. ”

"Haha, I said it earlier. ”

Wang Feng smiled: "If you don't do it, how do you know if you succeed or not?" I believe in you, and I won't let everyone down...... Come, come, move the stone to your workshop. I'm also curious to see how you forge your sword. ”

“…… I can't rush this matter. ”

Du Nanxing suddenly smiled bitterly: "I'm not ready yet...... Besides, you're guests from afar, so I'll entertain you first, so I can have lunch......"

"It's afternoon, what's lunch? Besides, we were not hungry, we ate on the road, and we ate again in the evening. ”

Wang Feng beckoned: "Let's go, you workshop." ”

At his insistence, Dunan Xing could only be obedient and lead the way.

The sword-forging workshop, naturally, is not in the house, but in the mountains.

Du Nanxing found a basket, loaded the meteorite, and then set off with the basket on his back, and led the two of them down the hillside, all the way around to the top of the mountain. After walking for nearly half an hour, a building appeared in front of me.

It was a bungalow, made of red brick.

At first glance, the bungalows are unremarkable and very ordinary. But when Du Nanxing unlocked the door of the bungalow and took the two of them in, Zhang Chu found that there was something else inside.

Where is this bungalow, it is clearly a factory.

Of course, the area of the bungalow is certainly not as wide as the factory. But at least more than 100 square meters, pieces of tools, neatly placed in it, stoves are scattered.

Even in the corner of the bungalow, Zhang Chu saw a pool surrounded by bricks and mud.

At the beginning, Zhang Chu thought that the pool water was stagnant. But as he approached, he heard a gurgling sound. He still wondered where the movement came from, and then he turned his eyes and noticed that the pool was actually bubbling.

Dare to love, this is living water, there is a spring.

Zhang Chu was surprised, couldn't help but approach the pool to take a look, and took a look. A cold breath made him snort and gasp.

"Haha, did you get a trick?"

Wang Feng said with a smile: "The water in that pool is very cold...... It has a nickname called ...... Cold Springs. ”

"Cold Spring?"

Zhang Chu was stunned and agreed: "It's also appropriate." ”

The scorching hot weather, the scorching sun is like fire, but the indoor temperature of the bungalow is not high, which is estimated to be the credit of this cold spring.

On a hot day, the spring water is so cold, which is really a bit different. Zhang Chu pondered, turned his gaze again, and then saw a few long swords hanging on the nearby wall.

His eyes froze, and he couldn't help but ask, "Those swords...... It's Du ...... Sir's masterpiece?"

"Just call me Lao Du. Du Nanxing put down the meteorite, then walked to the wall, took off one of the long swords, and then handed it to Zhang Chu with the hilt facing it.

He smiled: "These swords have been built one after another by me in the past few years, and I feel okay." Please enjoy, comment a lot, give some suggestions......"

"He's humble. ”

Wang Feng added beside him: "He casts one sword a month, and there should be twelve a year." However, he forged the sword, and was not satisfied, so he destroyed the sword. ”

"So for several years, there were no more than seven swords hanging from the walls. ”

Wang Feng said with a smile: "With this attitude of excellence, in ancient times, he must have become a famous swordsmith, maybe he can be as famous as Ou Zhizi and Fengbeard." ”

"Hey, don't mess around. ”

Du Nanxing was very helpless: "Ou Zhizi is the ancestor of the swordsmith, who dares to compare with him? Besides, Windbeard is a swordsman, not a swordsmith......

"Is there a mistake?"

Wang Feng waved his hand and said, "Don't care about the details. Anyway, I believe that with the advancement of science and technology, the improvement of smelting technology, the technology of today's people is definitely better than that of the ancients. ”

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say. ”

Du Nanxing shook his head, his expression was a little longing: "The legendary famous swords, each one is a unique existence. No matter how powerful modern craftsmanship is, it can't be replicated. ”

"Exaggeration. Wang Feng didn't believe it.

"It's not an exaggeration at all. Du Nanxing said seriously: "For example, the Yue King Goujian sword has been unearthed for more than 50 years. In such a long time, I haven't heard of a swordsmith who has copied it in its entirety......"

"But there are reasons for this. ”

Du Nanxing explained: "The ancient famous sword was cast, and there was also a certain amount of chance. Even the swordsmith himself may not be able to master the entire process, it depends on experience and luck. ”

"Sometimes with a bit of luck, you can forge a famous sword that will be passed down through the ages. Bad luck, the sword is not even as good as scrap metal. ”

Du Nanxing sighed: "This is also why, when a famous sword was born in ancient times, the legend that the swordsmith wanted to die with his body ......"