"Time is tight, and I still have requirements for the method of building this knife. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info each piece of the original tire of the iron must be folded a hundred times before it can become a knife! Yan Ming said with a tense face.

"Tempered into a knife?" Da Lao Chen had obviously not heard of this way of striking iron. I was a little stunned. Their original experience in creating a ring-head knife was to create the shape of the knife embryo, and after a simple carving, they would open the edge.

Yan Ming said that the hundred refining into knives, they had only heard of it in legends, and this kind of fighting method was like a divine weapon.

"It's really hard for you to be tempered into a knife. But Da Lao Chen, you have remembered to Ben Hou that only by refining the knife in this way can the knife used by my big man be the best and sharpest. On the battlefield, they will also make meritorious contributions. When the time comes, the credit will be indispensable to the blacksmith battalion, and everyone in the iron-smelting village will be indispensable. Yan Ming said.

Elder Chen lowered his head and thought for a long time before gritting his teeth and raising his head and agreeing, "Okay, just do what Master Hou said." The iron that Lao Fan refined according to Hou Ye's method can already be called refined iron. If the knife that my eldest Chen built according to the method that Hou Ye said could be comparable to a divine knife, it would not be in vain. ”

Yan Ming laughed and said, "My method can't create a divine sword. But it's definitely a lot better than those military ring-head knives. ”

Elder Chen's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "When the time comes, find a ring-headed knife and try the sharpness." ”

"Be sure to find the best ring-head knife to try." Now that everyone had reached a consensus, Yan Ming also laughed and raised his palm towards Elder Chen.

"Master Hou believes in people!" Elder Chen knew that Yan Ming was going to high-five as an oath. Immediately stretched out his palm and high-fived Yan Ming three times.

When Yan Ming left, he secretly rubbed his palms. This is so big Lao Chen, the strength of his palm is too great, and his arms are faintly numb.

Ma Wu, Yao Qi, and Da Lao Chen each took three pieces of refined iron to build a hundred refining Yan Dao, while Zhang San took Liu Datou to study stirrups.

Yan Ming walked a few steps, turned around and said, "In the future, the craftsman supervisor will be changed to a blacksmith camp." ”

Elder Chen was slightly stunned, and casually agreed: "No." But in the hearts of these rough people, they don't have much to do with these two titles.

Yan Ming just felt that the craftsman and the eunuch seemed to be involved in some way, and inexplicably wanted to change their names.

He had just left the blacksmith camp a few steps when he heard a clanging sound from behind, apparently the three blacksmiths had begun to strike iron, preparing to build a swallow knife according to Yan Ming's drawings.

Yan Ming turned around and saw the figures of the three people with hammers, and suddenly had an idea.

The speed and frequency of a human hammer is certainly not as fast as that of a machine. Although there were no advanced machinery in this era, simple mechanical principles could still be used.

Yan Ming has many advanced ideas in his heart, but the humanistic level of the whole society has not reached the same level, and a simple advanced aspect will cause an imbalance. So, some things still have to be developed slowly.

However, it is still possible to consider making a pile driver and replacing manpower to hit iron tires. Maybe this kind of pile driver can also allow Liu Che to reward himself with something.

Yan Ming pondered, and immediately asked Fan Chen to find him rough paper and brushes, and asked Fan Chen to arrange a quiet room for him. He wanted to design a simple machine, just press the blacksmith's sledgehammer, it could be a piledriver that specialized in iron.

Yan Ming is now the supreme leader of the Iron Smelting Village, and Fan Chen has already prepared a room for him. Especially knowing that this young Hou Ye is a newlywed Yan'er, he also brought his flower-like lady over with him.

The reason for the ashram is...... Fan Chen had many pictures in his head, but he didn't dare to say it.

Yan Ming saw that he was smiling but not smiling, and knew that this old guy didn't think about the good, so he couldn't help but kick him with his leg, and scolded with a smile: "What do you think!" ”

Although Fan Chen is older than Yan Ming, there is a huge difference in status, so he had to grin: "I think Hou Ye is a literati after all, even this tune has to get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, what is it really here, elegant and coquettish!" ”

"Poof!" Yan Ming almost laughed.

This old guy didn't understand the difference between 'elegance' and 'coquettishness', and he made Yan Ming 'eye-opening'.

didn't bother to explain to Fan Chen, Yan Ming entered the quiet room that had been prepared a long time ago, and Tian Xi was already inside. After a while, there was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone sent by Fan Chen, which was sent to Yan Ming's house by Yan Ping at the door.

"Master Hou, what are you going to do here?" Tian Xi knew that Yan Ming had a lot of ideas, and he had seen him draw drawings a few times, and each time the things he drew were different, but they all had practical use value.

Yan Ming smiled evilly and said, "Madam, you take off your clothes, and your husband will draw you a natural sketch!" ”

Although Tian Xi didn't understand what the sketch in his mouth was, when he heard 'take off his clothes' and looked at Yan Ming's evil appearance, he knew that what he said was not a good thing.

He took a sip and said, "It's also every shape outside." When I think of the wedding night, I am only separated by a wall with Yanran, and that kind of moment when I hear each other, I can't help but feel a little red-faced.

"Fool, come and polish the ink for your husband. Draw something fun for you. With this thing, you can strike iron with a hammer! Yan Ming smiled.

Tian Xi's eyes lit up, and he asked in disbelief: "Really?" ”

"Of course it's true, when did your husband lie to you." Yan Ming said firmly.

He had already conceived in his mind the general outline of the manpower pile driver, which was nothing more than a combination of cam and lever, plus several sets of connecting shafts, and a hand-cranked handle, which could make an adult with normal physical strength easily complete the work of striking iron.

Tian Xi saw that Yan Ming was serious, and he no longer laughed with him, and obediently stood aside and began to grind ink.

Yan Ming pondered, thinking about the appearance of each part in his heart, and secretly thinking about the size it should be. When Tian Xi finished grinding the ink, he picked up the brush, dipped it with ink, and began to draw on a whole piece of rough paper.

Although he is a mechanical professional, he has not touched it for many years, and there are always some loose things. Yan Ming drew for a while, and a mistake occurred.

Annoyed, he tore open the rough paper, replaced it with another piece of paper, and continued to draw. While drawing, I thought about what each individual part should look like and what the size should be.

Tian Xi was on the side, quietly grinding ink, watching Yan Ming concentrate on drawing drawings, at this moment, he felt that his husband was so attractive.

Such a wise husband looks much more pleasing to the eye than those rough men who fight on the battlefield.

Men, not only can they conquer women if they are strong, but sometimes, thinking quietly is a great beauty, and they can impress those women with connotation.

Before I knew it, it was time to hold the lamp. Tian Xi didn't bother Yan Ming, but silently held the lamp and asked Yan Ming to continue to draw. Several times she reminded Yan Ming to eat something, but Yan Ming shook her head and refused.

When the lamp oil dried up and added, Tian Xi accompanied Yan Ming like this. Before she knew it, she was also asleep.

The sky was dark and bright, and Yan Ming finally finished the sketch. He looked up and saw that Tian Xi was on the side.

"Fool!" Yan Ming spit out, untied his robe, and covered Tian Xi on his body.

Yan Ming walked out of the quiet room, the sun outside had already risen high, looking at the hour, it should be the middle of the hour. In addition, yesterday afternoon, I painted for half a day and a night. At this time, I felt tired.

Looking at the stack of rough paper drawings behind him, Yan Ming felt a little like a world away. I remember when I first graduated and joined the work, some simple designs, people in the company had to grind each other for a long time.

Unexpectedly, he made a simple pile driver overnight.

A sense of pride rose from my heart. But before he could last a breath, he was interrupted by Fan Chen: "Master Hou, it's not good, an army has come from outside to surround the iron smelting village!" ”