"That's right, it's still Xiao Linghua who is smart, and I almost forgot about my brother." Fang Jing was woken up by Xiao Linghua's words, Fang Jing was living in her own thoughts, she didn't expect Xiao Ling to eat raw meat and live fish, this is a good big fish, and then grill it, this is not useless work.

After Fang Jing listened to Xiao Linghua's words, she no longer cut any fish, but cut the fish into several sections, threw it directly into a large cauldron, and began to cook it, not even roasting it, which saved trouble.

This fish is much more convenient to cook, but the cauldron is too small for the fish to be cooked, so Fang Jing divided it three times before he completely finished cooking the remaining few big fish.

Subsequently, Fang Jing asked Xiao Linghua to go to the river to call Xiao Ling back, which also saved him from carrying the barrel to the river to send it over.

Xiao Linghua listened to Fang Jing's instructions, sang a cheerful song, and went to the river. Xiao Linghua likes to play with Xiao Ling the most, as long as she has time, she will always go to Xiao Ling to chat, or play around, and even more, be a little dragon knight.

Xiao Ling is beautiful this afternoon, and the fish cooked in three pots can be regarded as making her happy, and, it seems, Xiao Ling prefers this kind of cooked big fish.

After Xiao Ling finished eating, she didn't forget to express her gratitude to Fang Jing, and of course, she hoped that Fang Jing would cook fish for her next time.

"You're having a good time, haven't you choked me and Xiaolinghua enough? Go, go back to your river, I won't help you cook fish, I'll talk about it in half a month. Fang Jing was too lazy to take care of Xiao Ling, and after blasting Xiao Ling away, he began to clean up the stove room.

In the stove room after the fish was boiled, there was a faint fishy smell wafting away, fortunately, the fishy smell was not heavy, otherwise, Fang Jing really had to think about it, should he cook fish for Xiao Ling next time.

After Fang Jing finished dealing with the things in the stove room, he picked up the long sword that was placed by the reservoir, and suddenly thought that he seemed to have a lot of fierce beast claws, and he had planned to say that if he wanted to make a few sharp bone swords, he never found a chance.

In fact, Fang Jing didn't think about it, after returning to Fangjia Village, the comfortable life had sharpened his original thoughts, and after picking up the long sword, he remembered the sharp claws of the fierce beast.

Fang Jing put the long sword back into the room, and then asked the dumb man for two sharp claws, thinking about how to polish a bone sword out.

The claws are fortunately not too bent, if you really want to make a bone sword, Fang Jing believes that it is completely possible, but this hardness makes Fang Jing a little unsure of how to deal with it.

Under the existing conditions, without any high-tech equipment, if a bone sword was really to be processed, Fang Jing didn't know if it would work.

"Give it a try, it really doesn't work, go to the lab and try it with a milling machine." Fang Jing went to the house where there were many tools in his house, took out the saw and some other tools, and sat by the door.

"Brother, what are you?" Xiao Linghua had never seen such sharp claws, and she didn't know what they were.

"Xiao Linghua, this is a claw, it is very sharp, you can cut the stone casually, my brother wants to make a sword." Fang Jing casually explained to Xiao Linghua on the side, and then took the tools and began to process.

However, when Fang Jing's processing was of no avail, not to mention leaving an incision on this claw, there was not even a trace.

"Alas, it seems that it's not a good thing that it's too hard, it's so difficult to really process a bone sword." Fang Jing really couldn't help it, the saw in his hand had been ruined by this claw and had many sawtooth teeth, and he couldn't make a cut on the claw.

"Brother, this is so hard." Xiao Linghua was very surprised when she saw Fang Jing's sharp claws that couldn't make a trace with a saw, she had never seen anything so hard, and even the sawtooth was destroyed.

"It's so hard." Fang Jing's words are a little dirty, if the person who drives the car knows, he will inevitably say, Fang Jing, you are so dirty, you are going to become a filthy demon king.

Fang Jing had no choice but to put away all the tools and put them back in the room, and then, with her sharp claws, she walked towards the big banyan tree, and Xiao Linghua followed behind, wanting to take a look at the excitement.

The two of them came to the door of the laboratory courtyard on the side of the big banyan tree, and after knocking a few times, the door was opened, and they saw that in the big workshop, Qingque was leading his interest group and didn't know what they were doing.

Fang Jing looked at it casually, and probably knew what they were doing, it was nothing more than the improvement of artillery, and of course, there were some other small things to make.

"Brother Jing, why do you have time to come over?" After Qingque saw that it was Fang Jing, she raised her head, a little curious about how Fang Jing had time to come to their laboratory today.

"You're busy with yours, I'll just come and sharpen a sword." Fang Jing walked over with Xiao Linghua, and after saying a word casually, he went to the edge of the milling machine and began to prepare to polish the sharp claw in his hand.

But when Fang Jing began to use the milling machine erector, he found that it was completely wrong, and the milling cutter of the milling machine had no effect on this claw.

After the "squeak" sound, the milling cutter collapsed, but it didn't break the claw a little fur, which seemed a little confusing to Fang Jing.

Although the speed of this manual version of the milling machine is not fast enough, I thought that I could grind it down a little bit, but I really didn't expect that everything was in vain.

"Brother Jing, what kind of material is this in your hand? It looks so hard, the milling cutter is broken. Qingque had been standing on the side and watching Fang Jing go around, seeing Fang Jing holding this white claw in his hand, he looked a little curious, the result of being able to collapse the milling cutter was terrifyingly high.

"This is a special material, I found it last time, it belongs to the claws of some kind of creature, I want to make a bone sword, but I didn't expect that the milling machine can't do anything with him, and the milling cutter is broken." Fang Jing stopped, holding the sharp claw in his hand, not knowing what to do at all.

Under the current conditions, it seems that the only milling machine that can cut is the best, but it still has any effect on this claw, unless it is a powerful laser.

Of course, Fang Jing didn't think about it either. Even if you think about it, in this era, where to get any powerful lasers? Even if Fang Jing could ask the dumb immortal to come, he wouldn't get it.

However, Fang Jing didn't think of any good way at the moment, he was very depressed in his heart, it was difficult to make a good and sharp bone sword, which stumped Fang Jing.

"Brother Jing, otherwise, you can leave it to me, I'll try it slowly, I can always try it." Qingque was a little curious about what kind of creature claw in Fang Jing's hand could have such a high-strength hardness, it was definitely not a simple thing to think about, and besides, such a good material, he Qingque was drooling when he thought about it.

It's just a pity that this claw belongs to Fang Jing, not his Qingque, even if he wants it again, Fang Jing won't give it to him. As for Fang Jing handing over to him to build the bone sword, Fang Jing thought about it, forget it, such a sharp thing, in the hands of Qingque, it would be good not to have any problems.

"Forget it, I'll get it myself, this thing is not as simple as you think, he can break your cannon at will, if you really want to stab someone lightly, your stomach will be pierced." Fang Jing rejected Qingque's request, such a dangerous thing was handed over to Qingque, Fang Jing was not at ease.

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