Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Care of the Commanders!

“……”

Cheng Chumo was stunned for a moment before he understood, and after talking for a long time, he asked and scolded, it turned out that he wanted to make himself a horse lance made of 100 steel.

"Harm!"

Cheng Chumo nodded immediately.

"Uncle Wei Chi, what do you say, if you want a hundred steel horse lances, my nephew will make one for you!"

"Accurate, beautiful and sharp!"

"Hehe......"

Yu Chi Lao Hei was slightly stunned, and then he rubbed his beard and laughed like an old farmer.

"You're a good kid."

"Although I lost a little, I finally have a conscience!"

"Yes, it's not in vain that the old man played your chick back then!"

“……”

Cheng Chumo's face darkened.

glared at Yu Chi Laohei, who was laughing, it seems that this group of generals is not a good thing, and they expose their black history in front of the public at every turn.

Special mother's.

Cheng Chumo was depressed for a while, and looked at Li Junxian, who was trying to hold back a smile next to him, and suddenly became angry.

"Gone!"

"What are we still doing here, go back and investigate the case!"

"Oh."

Li Junxian nodded.

Cheng Chumo turned his head and left, and when he was halfway there, he remembered that his bicycle was still in the corner of the stable, since it had been exposed, what else was there to hide in this bicycle?

took out two keys from his clothes, and Cheng Chumo directly unlocked the locks on the front and back wheels.

Cock your ass and get up.

"Boom!"

The friction sound of the hinges sounded, and as soon as Cheng Chumo kicked his legs, the bicycle moved steadily on the ground.

"Not bad."

Li Jing nodded.

"It's a nice gadget."

"Cheng family boy, since you have made a horse lance for Lao Hei, why don't you make another one for my uncle?"

“……”

"Do!"

Cheng Chumo gritted his teeth.

Today is destined to be the day for these old hooligans to gather wool, so they simply agreed to all their requests, anyway, this hundred steels are not expensive, and you can buy a pound of hundred steels for about ten taels of silver in the system points mall.

What's more, he has also mastered the technology of making 100 steels.

Drizzle!

"In that case......

Li Shentong on the side also joined in the fun.

"How about the Cheng family kid make me a wide-backed Hengmo knife?"

"I'm not very demanding!"

"Done!"

Cheng Chumo agreed, and at the same time accelerated the speed of pedaling the bicycle, wanting to hurry away while these generals had not had time to make requests.

"Don't be busy, Ink Boy."

Qin Shubao's eyes lit up as he looked at the bicycle under Cheng Chumo's buttocks.

"I don't need any weapons."

"What kind of bicycle do you use, can you teach me?"

“……”

"Whirring ......"

Cheng Chumo's movements under his feet suddenly accelerated, and Li Junxian, who was running wildly behind him, disappeared directly at the gate of the Taiye Pool in two breaths, leaving everyone with a hurried and elegant back.

"Uncle Qin."

"I have something to do today, and I will definitely visit you in person another day to teach you how to ride a bicycle!"

“……”

"Stinky boy!"

Qin Shubao scolded with a smile.

……

After letting Li Junxian take people to stare at Wang Gui's mansion if they have nothing to do, and don't let Wang Gui's father and son escape secretly, Cheng Chumo rode a bicycle back to Lu Guogong's mansion.

Then hundreds of catties of 100 catties of steel were exchanged from the system.

It burned on a small steelmaking furnace that he had set up.

Every time the steel burned red, Cheng Chumo would take out the hundred steels and beat them again and again.

It was not until the shape was generally satisfactory that he proceeded to the subsequent quenching.

"Stinky boy, striking iron?"

Outside the courtyard, Cheng Biting Jin's rough voice came.

“……”

Cheng Chumo concentrated on striking iron and didn't look back.

"Stinky boy!"

Cheng Yanjin glared and quickly rushed in from outside the courtyard.

Three steps and two steps rushed to Cheng Chumo's side, and snorted coldly.

"Humph!"

"Do you have a hard time hammering this steel?"

"Do you want Lao Tzu to help you hammer for a while?"

“……”

Cheng Chumo was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that his father, who was usually reckless, also had such a side, and suddenly the action of tempering 100 steels in his hand slowed down!

The reddish steel was about to dim at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Bang dang!"

A sledgehammer instantly slammed into the 100-smelted billet!

Sparks splash.

The broad back of the axe quickly set, and instantly dimmed with breathing.

Cheng Chumo's eyes lit up.

"Good...... Dad! ”

"So you still have this kind of iron-striking technique?"

"Hehe......"

Cheng Yanjin smiled slightly.

Motioning to Cheng Chumo to put the cooled axe blank back into the red fire in the room, he tightened the hammer in his hand and said to the latter.

"Or you kid has a heart."

"The first weapon is Lao Tzu's plate axe, not bad!"

"It's Lao Tzu's cub!"

Cheng Chumo rolled his eyes and didn't speak.

"Hey."

Cheng Yanjin looked at his son's attitude and immediately grinned.

"Stinky boy, are you still a little angry and incomprehensible that all your uncles and uncles asked you to make blades for them today?"

"Nope."

Cheng Chumo shook his head slightly.

"100 steels are not expensive in the first place."

"It's not difficult to build a blade, and if you can save your life at a critical moment by playing a blade for your uncles, why not?"

“……”