Chapter Ninety-Four: Public Display

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Liu Yue was not uncomfortable or unhappy, she had another thing in her mind.

Listen to the pillar vaguely boasting about the village he lives in. I heard that this village is a big village in Jiaoguo, although it is a little remote from Jiaocheng, but there are many people, and it is a village where fifty-eight families gather.

The village chief can manage such a big village so harmoniously, Liu Yue has been here for a year, at most it is a trivial dispute, there has never been a collision and fight between clans, and it is also the ability of this village chief.

Such a big village is definitely the number one in Jiaoguo, if you can have popularity here, will it be far from being well-known in the entire Jiaoguo country, and will it be far from sneaking into the Jiaowang Palace? !

The more she thinks about it, the more beautiful she becomes, although she originally meant to repay her kindness, but if she could add some extra benefits, she wouldn't mind.

So, she nodded, since it's a public display, let's get started!

The news seemed to spread faster than the wind passing through, and all kinds of tools needed to strike iron were being brought here, and the whole village over there knew about it. The courtyard of Zhuzi's house was crowded with villagers who had rushed to hear the wind.

Fifty-eight patriarchs and village chiefs sat together on the chairs found by Zhu Ziniang in front of the house, drinking tea, and waiting for Liu Yue to begin.

Liu Yue stood in front of the iron furnace, of course she didn't use her outstanding alchemy, this is mortal iron, just use ordinary iron. This blacksmithing is also a kind of refining weapon, although it is the lowest.

You don't have to think about the steps of striking iron, every move of Liu Dashu striking iron is vivid, just use it directly.

However, ironwork is scarce in this country, so she has to show Xiàn a little more embarrassed and rusty. Otherwise, with her appearance age, she is only in her early twenties, and with such a young appearance, if she is too skillful and proficient, wouldn't it be too shocking. You know, the most famous blacksmiths in this country are all old. She is here to be famous, not to be beaten out of the way as a bird.

Genius is easy to break, the early rafters rot first This truth is known to everyone, no matter when and where, Liu Yue has always wanted to maintain her low profile, even if she can't maintain it, she will never do the best, the best to carry too many things, she just wants to live the life she wants to live leisurely, even if she clearly knows that the secret about ascension she is carrying may one day involve her in the whirlpool, but not now.

So, she slowly carried out the action of striking iron, either deliberately dropping the iron ore on the ground, or deliberately splashing the sparks in the furnace, making the flames bigger and smaller. It's like a raw hand.

Because she was too bored, she devoted most of her attention to looking at people's expressions.

The village chief only frowned slightly, but did not say anything.

Most of the patriarchs were whispering and discussing, nodding or shaking their heads, not knowing what their attitude was.

Zhu Ziniang stood under the porch with a worried face and looked at Liu Yue's busy figure.

The pillar still stood not far from his mother with that trusting expression.

The rest of the villagers were worried, puzzled, ridiculed, exchanged heads, or pointed fingers, but no one disturbed the game, and no one said anything to Liu Yue.

Liu Yue nodded secretly in her heart, the self-discipline of the villagers in this village is still good, which shows that their nature is not bad. If I hand over the iron-striking skills to them, although I can't stop it from handing it over to trustworthy people, most of them should still be good people.

This can slightly improve their lives, and at the same time, it is also to do something practical for the people of Jiaoguo and seek some welfare. Let the ironsmithing not be monopolized in the hands of those nobles or royal families.

Thinking like this, Liu Yue was also a little relieved. The movements of the hands gradually increased.

Although it is still very jerky, there are no deliberate mistakes in every step, and it seems more and more orderly. The old village chief's brows gradually relaxed, as if he was satisfied.

The iron in the furnace quickly turned red, and Liu Yue took it out and put it on the anvil to hammer the shape, the movement was not fast but steady and rhythmic. The voices of the surrounding villagers gradually became quieter and disappeared. The patriarchs no longer whispered, and they all sat on their chairs and looked at them seriously.

The hammer is an ordinary iron hammer, and naturally it can't be compared with the refining hammer she usually uses to refine magic weapons and magic weapons.

As soon as he hammered out some shapes, he pushed it with his hand, and the iron happened to fall into the cold water in the large vat on the side and cooled down. There was a popping sound in the tank, and the calm water surface boiled in an instant, and a burst of white mist rose up. After cooling and condensing, the iron that has begun to take shape is fished out and thrown into the furnace again, and so on.

Striking iron is a trivial and repetitive process, and Liu Yue gradually focused. The village chief's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he stared at Liu Yue's every move, as if he was looking at another rare treasure.

On the third time, Liu Yue threw the iron block that could already see the shape into the cold water, and the village chief could no longer sit still.

He rushed over from the chair at great speed, but he didn't dare to get too close to Liu Yue, as if he was afraid that his abrupt movements would disturb Liu Yue.

You know, although this young woman's movements are not skilled enough, you can see that she has a solid foundation. Obviously from a famous teacher! The axe he got was made by him when he spent a lot of money due to fate, and according to his experience, the blacksmith was not as good as the one in front of him!

His big move didn't have any impact on Liu Yue, but it made those patriarchs look at each other one by one. I don't understand that the village chief, who has always been highly respected and has a cold style, actually has such a monkey anxious and not calm side.

But they were also very helpless, the big leaders all stood up, and they didn't dare to sit there with a shelf, they all stood up one by one, and gathered around Liu Yue like the village chief.

In fact, Liu Yue was about to die of laughter in her heart. Cut, so that you can't look down on me, my sister just has to hold the shelf. I won't look at you, let you be anxious! His face pretended to be attentive to the situation of the iron block, as if he didn't see the village chief anxious beside him. If Liu Yue knew what the village chief was thinking, I was afraid that she would laugh even more, from a famous teacher? Sister is self-taught.

Until the axe was ready, Liu Yue didn't even look around. Hold up the axe in your hand and look at the light. Even if it is not opened, it can be seen that the texture and hardness of this axe are of the highest grade.

Liu Yue praised herself. I have never used such an ancient way of mortal iron to beat an axe, and the one I used to chop wood was tempered with a stone by myself, so I can beat it very well without using the tools necessary for beating mortal iron such as stoves and anvils.

Now that I'm trying it for the first time, I'm playing well. Well, he's a genius!

The village chief didn't wait for Liu Yue to finish his self-absorption, and couldn't wait to step forward, this time with a respectful attitude and sincere words: "The master is highly talented, this level of iron-striking is already first-class." If the master wants to be held responsible, please also hold him accountable, please do not withdraw the promise of teaching everyone to strike iron. ”

The village chief was very worried, and secretly annoyed that he had acted impulsively. But the woman in front of him is only in her teens, and he has never seen such a young and first-class blacksmith after living for such a long time.

Unexpectedly, this time it hit the big iron plate. It hurts! I don't know if the master will blame.