Qin Qiong has been at Wang's house for 10 days, and his illness has long been cured. It's just that no matter how Wang Jue hints, he won't leave. Due to physical reasons, Qin Qiong is idle, not as busy as Du Ruhui. Anyway, he will stay when he goes home, and he plans to rub the medicine for a few more days before leaving.

Wang Jue looked at Qin Qiong who was dancing in the yard, and Wang Xiran who was basking in the sun under the tree, extremely depressed. Her nest was not big, and if there were a few more uninvited guests, she should set up a tent in the courtyard.

Grit your teeth and be ruthless. She decisively decided to give up practicing calligraphy for the time being and switch to metaphysics. When she learns, she must set up a big array of demons and monsters to retreat! Now she is still out of sight, she has more important things to do.

"Qingfeng, have you all prepared everything I asked you to prepare yesterday?"

"Lady, we have cleaned the duck feathers we bought and cut the fabric according to your instructions. Qingfeng blinked his big eyes and looked at Wang Jue adoringly. But the lady said that she can make people wear feathers like ducks.

"Tell the embroidery girls to come over, and I'll tell them what to do. ”

Wang Jue explained in detail to the embroidery lady the practice of down jackets and down gloves. The weather is getting colder and colder, and Wang Li has to go to the construction yard every day to have a look, and he has to urge the servants to make paper. Wang Jue was afraid that Wang Li would suffer from the cold, so he remembered to make a down jacket. It is very troublesome to prepare a duck feather, so I simply make a few sets for everyone.

The embroidery girls were broadened by Wang Jue's eyes and went back to work in a hurry. Wang Jue was bored lying in the study and looking at the sky, idle!

Fang Yiai has returned home this morning, he is too young to take too many medicinal baths. Well, I can't think about this apprentice, and bad memories flood into my brain when I think about it. Before leaving, Fang Yiai mysteriously came to Wang Jue and asked her when she would teach him 'skills'.

Wang Jue couldn't do it, she exchanged a metaphysical introductory book from the system, and then flickered away from Fang Yiai. Studying metaphysics is not just for uninvited guests, what she is most afraid of is that her apprentices will find out that she has no 'ability' and bite the handkerchief....

The remaining three people are easier to arrange, and they are teaching the scholars Baijia Pinyin in the garden.

The most taboo thing about being a teacher is favoring one over the other. When Li Chengqian apprenticed, Wang Jue named movable type printing after him. Now she has two more disciples, and she hasn't sent them to worship her teacher yet.

Wang Jue has always been a person who does whatever comes to mind, and she decided to give Li Chongyi a Tang knife made of Damascus steel. This thing, the system really doesn't have it, she can only forge it herself. Wang Jue walked towards the Nanshan furnace workshop built in the village, where the materials and equipment were ready-made.

"Village Chief Wu!"

"Mrs. Wang, why are you here? Let's go out and say, it's dirty here. ”

"How is Mrs. Wang?"

When the villagers saw Wang Jue coming, they all rushed to greet her. Since Nanshan Village has a Nanshan furnace and the food work of the scholars, the living standards of every family in Nanshan Village have been improved differently, and the worst can eat stewed meat every once in a while, which is a day they could not have imagined before.

And these good lives are realized because of the people in front of them. Coupled with the news released by Wang Li a few days ago, the Wang family wants to build a school in the village, and the villagers can enter and study for free. The villagers of Nanshan rushed to tell each other, and no one was grateful to Wang Jue.

"I want to buy some materials from you, and then borrow your place to use it to give my disciple a knife. Seeing that Village Chief Wu was going to take her out, Wang Jue hurriedly explained her intention.

A big man who was striking iron shouted: "Say what you can't buy or not, Wang Niangzi wants to use it, just take it!"

Wang Jue also readily agreed: "Then I won't be polite to you." ”

The business of Nanshan furnace was given to the villagers by Wang Jue for free, if she was too polite and insisted on paying the bill, it would seem to be an outsider.

"Lady Wang, where is the person who made the sword, did he come here today?"

"Ahem, I forged it myself. ”

Hearing Wang Jue say this, everyone hurriedly blocked in front of the stove and didn't let her pass. The little lady with the pen is going to make a knife, what should I do if I hurt my hand? Looking at Wang Jue's small body, I am afraid that she does not even have the strength to pick up a hammer.

Wang Jue was trying to explain to the villagers, and some onlookers had already run to report the news: "Brother Siyuan, go and see, Mrs. Wang wants to make knives in the workshop!"

It's too nonsense, but you can't let Wang Niangzi get hurt, this is the common idea of the scholars. There are hundreds of households in Nanshan Village, and the news spread quickly, and when Wang Jue turned back, the workshop was already crowded.

Even Qin Qiong and Wang Xiran also came, as well as Wang Li who squeezed in from the crowd with an angry face. Wang Jue regretted it, it was better to go to the county to borrow a place!

Afraid that Wang Li's family would be angry, Wang Baojin hurriedly persuaded: "Mother, don't worry, my sister has a lot of strength!

After being reminded by Wang Baojin, Wang Li remembered Wang Jue's anti-gold incident, and she was also concerned about chaos.

Wang Jue saw that Wang Li's expression was relaxed, and hurriedly said: "The family teacher taught me to cast a knife, don't worry." If you can't see me, it's never too late to stop me. ”

Wang Jue said so, and the big man blocking the stove had to get out of the way. The crowd of onlookers didn't mean to disperse, and they all craned their necks to see how she forged the knife.

Without modern advanced tools, the difficulty of making knives in ancient times lies in mastering the speed and force of fire and hammering. As the saying goes, a hundred are tempered into steel. The steel used to make the Nanshan furnace has too many impurities, and it needs to be refined several times.

Seeing Wang Jue easily pick up the sledgehammer with one hand, the onlookers were shocked. The hammer hit the steel block rhythmically, and if you look closely, Wang Jue's range of action is almost the same, and the force of hitting the steel block is also the same. It's amazing, those who know how to do it have already seen the doorway.

Wang Xiran was not only able to write in his previous life, but he also led soldiers many times. Shu Han foundry Pu Yuan cast 3,000 knives for Zhuge Liang, the knife cut gold and jade, and sharpened iron like clay. It's a pity that after Pu Yuan's death, his special knife casting method was lost. As an enemy and a famous minister of Wei, he naturally had no chance to meet Pu Yuan. Watching Wang Jue make a knife today, I don't know why I thought of Pu Yuanlai.

Wang Jue took the trouble to refine many times until the impurities in the steel block were removed. She was pleasantly surprised to find that this piece turned out to be high-carbon steel, the most suitable material for casting knives!

After forging steel, iron is then wrought, turning pig iron into wrought iron. In this way, the preparation is complete.

Wang Jue uses the folding forging method to beat high-carbon steel and wrought iron together layer by layer. The resulting knife has the sharpness of high-carbon steel and the toughness of wrought iron. When cast into a sword, a special pattern will be formed on the surface, which is also called patterned steel in modern times, and it is a top product that is hard to find in ancient times.

The last hammer, the knife becomes! The sharp Tang knife is full of cold light. The pattern on the knife surface makes it more beautiful and weird.

Wang Xiran put a bamboo tube in front of Wang Jue and asked, "Wang Niangzi, can you try the knife?" This bamboo tube has been filled with iron beads. ”

Wang Jue shook his head and raised his knife to slash at the bamboo tube. The knife cuts the bamboo tube like cutting grass, and the bamboo tube is broken and the iron beads are cracked.

The crowd of onlookers !! uproared. It's a miraculous skill, and only a master caster can produce this product. Everyone looked at Wang Jue's eyes again, and they were a little warmer than before. The Tang people are more martial, even scholars also love swords and swords, and Li Bai is a good example.

Qin Qiong's eyes were straight, and she couldn't wait to snatch the knife from Wang Jue's hand and take it for herself.

"Chongyi!"

"The disciple is here!"

His own teacher is in the limelight, and his apprentice is naturally honored. Li Chongyi was more reserved, but he puffed up his chest and replied louder than usual. Looking at Li Chengqian again, the baby's fat little face turned red with excitement, his neck was raised to the limit, and his chin was even higher.

"This is a gift from the teacher to you, take it!"

Li Chongyi strode up to Wang Jue, bowed, and raised his hands above his head to receive the knife.

He never thought that the teacher would forge a knife for him himself. In the past few days since he joined the Hundred Schools, he has gained a deep understanding of the word 'Hundred Schools' from his own teacher. The teacher is like a mystery, a blend of hundreds of schools, and everything is understandable.

Li Chengqian was not jealous, and the teacher also gave him a starter gift, and the value of movable type printing could not be measured with money. But this knife, looking really greedy! Sharpen it one day, beg for it, be coquettish, maybe... Hey....... There are too many people now, and there is no hurry.

Wang Jue returned to the mansion surrounded by everyone. Don't think about it, it's time for the Chang'an gossip list to refresh the topic again.

Hearing that Wang Jue returned home, the embroidery girls came over with a finished product that had just been made together.

"Lady, do you think we're doing the right thing?"

Tough linen cloth is used as the outer material, and fine linen cloth is used as the bile material. The bodice is separated by diamond stitching, knee-length and slightly wide hem and cuffs. The stitches are dense and the workmanship is fine. Wang Jue picked up the down gloves again and looked at them, and they did a good job.

"You're doing a great job! Whose size is this?"

The embroidered girls blushed and replied in unison: "Hui Niangzi, it's General Qin's." ”

Wang Jue was stunned by the answer, her family has bear children, little fresh meat, fake immortals, and warm men, is her charm all invincible to Qin Qiong?

Qin Qiong's face was slightly red, and she coughed twice in disguise, "Thank you, ladies and gentlemen." ”

The embroidery girls don't even dare to say it.

Wang Xiran instigated: "General Qin, why don't you put it on and try it?"

Qin Qiong had this intention, and hurriedly took off her bulky fur coat and changed into a down jacket.

"It's very good! it's warmer than a fur coat, and it's lighter. Qin Qiong slapped the down jacket twice, and found that the clothes quickly bulged up again after the beating, and asked curiously: "Mrs. Wang, what is in the clothes?"

"The duck feathers that Wang Cheng bought back yesterday. ”

"Duck feathers?!"

Several onlookers curiously stretched out their claws to touch Qin Qiong's body and slapped the down jacket, making Qin Qiong even more embarrassed.

"Mrs. Wang, can I use this method to make clothes for the soldiers?"

"Teacher !!"

Everyone looked at Wang Jue expectantly, including Wang Xiran, who has always been calm and light-hearted, and he also knew the hardships of soldiers when he led the troops in his previous life.

Wang Jue generously replied: "Since General Qin can see it, let's use it." ”

Qin Qiong hurriedly returned to Chang'an to meet the saint and discuss the matter of the down jacket. He changed back into his fur coat, grabbed his down jacket and walked out of the courtyard. Wang Jue looked at his back and showed a triumphant smile, which could be regarded as sending one away.

At this moment, Qin Qiong turned around and said something that made Wang Jue collapse, "I can come back before dinner, don't forget to prepare my meal!"

How to describe Wang Jue's mood at this time?

Wang Xiran saw Wang Jue rushing at Qin Qiong's back, rolled his eyes in annoyance, and chuckled: "Why don't I accompany my lady to play chess." ”

After Qin Qiong saw Li Shimin, she quickly told the matter. After finishing speaking, he ran away, for fear that Li Shimin would leave him to eat. The food in the palace, tsk, is all a taste-no taste.

Seeing Qin Qiong come back empty-handed, Li Chengqian blushed with shame. Why didn't his father even give him a gift in return when he took the teacher's things? In addition, he and the attendants and guards he brought with him also ate and drank at the teacher's place every day, and he felt ashamed when he thought about it.

No matter how frustrated he is, he has more than enough heart and not enough strength. Don't look at him as a prince, he is a father who picks the door, and he is destined to live a life with a clean face.

In order to make the appearance less ugly, after Wang Jue presented the salt-making method, he was not in a hurry to sell salt, but only occasionally asked his servants to make some and eat them at home. She saw Li Chengqian's expression in her eyes, and secretly decided to take her apprentices to open a salt shop and earn some pocket money.