Chapter Seventy-One: The Ironwork Opens
Xu Xiaoyan was still laughing at Yanfei when she was cooking, which made Yanfei depressed. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The main reason is that the cattle farm is too remote, so there will be such old scoundrels, and if there are many people on the street, there will be no such thing.
But as long as you do business, there will be other things without this, and there will definitely be, inevitably.
While the two were talking, Fang Xiaoqing came over, carrying a rotten snakeskin bag, which was quite heavy. The little girl didn't have the strength, so she even dragged her outside the door, and there was a sound of metal colliding inside.
Dragged to the door with difficulty, Fang Xiaoqing threw his pocket: "That old man is gone, throw this thing outside our wall, I'll pick it up for you." ”
"What's the use of that thing? It's all rusty and useless. Xu Xiaoyan said casually, and then thought about it again. "It's not useless! Yan Xiaofei, are you still striking iron? I used to remember that your grandfather still ran to buy scrap iron, and this is for you to keep for ironing! Didn't you say that you would open your blacksmith shop in the future?"
Yan Fei heard this, her face darkened and she was silent, the girl was obviously laughing at what she had said before.
Who still buys handmade things now? Aren't all the broken iron tools used by themselves unsold before? If they can be sold, there won't be so many leftovers.
"What's the matter? Don't forget your own great ideals! Open an iron shop in the future, giggle...... "Seeing that Fang Xiaoqing is gone, Xu Xiaoyan is still reluctant to give up on Yan Fei."
"Fight and wait! Sooner or later, I'll still open a blacksmith's shop. Yan Fei said stiffly.
"Okay, then I'll wait, and when you open the blacksmith, I'll pull the bellows for you." Xu Xiaoyan gestured with a wooden stick.
"Then you wait......" Yan Fei replied to her with drooping eyelids. "I knew to giggle and hurry up and bring the food. ”
Yan Fei didn't talk much during the meal, and he didn't know what to think.
Xu Xiaoyan saw that he was unrelenting, so he asked him: "Yan Xiaofei, what do you want to eat?"
Yan Fei replied: "Striking iron......"
It's really going to strike iron.
In the afternoon I observed the newly bought cows, wrote my homework under the supervision of the girl, and went to the old house in the evening.
At the blacksmith shop in the old house, he carefully packed up the set of blacksmithing household goods, pulled everything out, and looked at it for a while in the dim light, and was stunned for a while.
Then I started to play the big change, and the whole person appeared in the house, disappeared, reappeared, and disappeared again......
Take something with you every time you disappear. He had taken away a few tongs first, and the anvils for striking iron, and the bellows, and the stoves, and carried them away; he had already taken away a lot of hammers, large and small, but there were all that was left here.
There is also a large vat of half-section, which is also taken away. This half-rotten tank is filled with water, and it can also be used for quenching when striking iron.
When he wiped his sweat and stood in the empty blacksmith shop again, he couldn't help but feel a little sorry in his heart.
The once thriving shop was completely emptied by him.
When I was about to close the door and leave, I saw a wooden board behind the door with some white paint peeling off leaning against the door. Turn the wooden board upside down, and there are a few crooked black characters on it: Lao Yan beats the iron shop.
Take this too!
On Caiyuan Island, the leisure log cabin that was originally planned to be built took a long time to build. Before it was used, it was completely turned into a workshop, a small half of the kitchen for cooking, and a large half of it became a blacksmith shop.
On the wall of the cabin, there is still a shabby sign with black letters on a white background, and the five large characters are still clearly visible. In a blink of an eye, Lao Yan's blacksmith shop reopened, on Caiyuan Island in the dinosaur world.
Unfortunately, there are no customers here.
Fortunately, Yan Fei didn't plan to build something to sell to. When Xu Xiaoyan teased him at noon, he thought of a question: In fact, it is also a good idea to strike iron by yourself.
I used my own tools too quickly. Whether it's an axe for chopping trees, or a variety of knives for chopping meat, basically the remaining stocks that can't be sold before are almost scrapped, and there are no tools to use.
At the rate at which he is using bad things, I am afraid that he will not be able to afford to buy tools. Besides, he didn't have a good impression of the things made in the factory, and after thinking about it, he still built it himself, anyway, he had been exposed to the blacksmithing program since he was a child, so he simply built it himself.
One of the good things about the dinosaur world is that when the fire is burned, the fire is particularly good. Usually cooking is very fast, and now the same is true for striking iron, and you don't even need to pull the bellows, the raging fire can be used directly.
He threw a few rusty pieces of metal into it, and in a short time he was caught with a fire tong, and then the sledgehammer was slashed open.
Bang bang bang for a while, Yan Fei took the metal piece and looked at it, and it suddenly became angry.
This is the scrap that the old man threw away in the morning, Yan Fei saw that there were small pieces of metal inside, and thought about using it to practice his hands first, but he only realized that this was not iron at all.
No wonder the color is wrong, it turns out that the redness is not rust, but red earth. After smashing away the dirt and rust, it looks similar to copper, but it is softer than copper, and it is obvious that copper is mixed with other metals, so it can't be played at all.
Yan Fei knew as soon as he thought about it, it was estimated that this thing was dug out of the ground by the old man, no wonder he didn't want the acquisition station.
Sanchahe Town has a long history, and no one can say how long it will be, anyway, it's not uncommon to dig out a square hole or something from the ground. Every household can find a few things with a little year, the most common is a small copper coin, the chicken feather shuttlecock played by those female classmates in elementary school, are made of small copper coins.
Thinking of this, Yan Fei simply poured out the entire bag and fell to the ground with a bang.
Inside are all the ones that Yan Fei threw in the stove just now, probably small strips, some of them look like knives, and occasionally a few pieces look like rust and light, and you can barely see the words when you deduct the dirty soil on them. This proves that Yan Fei's guess is really dug in the ground.
The old man is really a pit man who is not afraid of going to death, this thing is useless.
Yan Fei glanced at it and didn't look at it anymore, or go buy some scrap iron tomorrow and come back. Now that the fire has risen, salvage the old broken axe and knife again to see if there is any repair that can still be used.
Dingdong knocked for half a night, and none of it was repaired.
This is also normal, I used to just watch, at most sometimes I played with a few hammers, and repairing tools is not as simple as smashing flat steel heads, and I want to create a tool without practicing my hands, which is a dream.
If you can't hit the tool, you don't have to worry, anyway, you don't need it at this time.
I walked around on Caiyuan Island, Cattle Raising Island, Toad Island, prepared some big stones, and then turned around and came to the lake of the crater.
Staring at the giant python sleeping lazily by the lake in the moonlight, Yan Fei began to act.
(To be continued.) )