"Let's go, godfather will take you around, so that you can see the treasure carefully developed by the old man." Yu Chi said with a fluttering eyebrow.

In fact, I didn't bother to look at Wei Chigong's iron bumps first. What's the use, except for the kitchen knife that is punched out to cut a dish, it's also a little useful to make a sword to kill an enemy on the battlefield, and what is the use of others. Even if you make a treasure knife that sharpens iron like clay, it is a piece of scrap iron to Xiantu. I'm sorry, Xiantu's interest is not in these swords, guns, swords, and sticks.

However, Wei Chigong said that it seemed very disappointing not to see it, so Xiantu had to accompany the old man to go shopping! Anyway, being idle is also idle, and I also understand what the technology of making weapons in the Tang Dynasty has reached. In modern times, Xiantu still remembers that Qin Shi Huang Mausoleum dug out a golden sword, it is said that in the Qin Dynasty, the technology of making zuò weapons has reached its peak, after thousands of years of development, the Tang Dynasty should not be bad, right?

The group walked along the paved brick path, and on both sides were houses of all sizes, and the houses with open windows could be seen that the fires were blazing inside, and the workers were beating vigorously with hammers in one hand and weapons in the other, and sparks like fireworks were knocked out of the red-hot weapons.

These workers are really good, and the sparks keep splashing and hitting them, but they continue to work as if they were nothing. I have to salute them and express my heartfelt condolences and admiration.

"Did you see that this room is mainly for making swords, and the old man has designed more than 300 styles for them to follow. Each style is carved with different patterns, and there is a Gong character in the middle of each pattern, which means that no matter what weapon you see, as long as there is a Gong character, it is all from my Wei Chi Gong's design. The proud Wei Chigong said proudly.

It's no wonder that Xiantu has seen many kitchen knives and scissors in the 21st century written on it, it turned out to be the rules passed down by Daddy Yu Chi, so that he was a door god and was quite reliable.

Xiantu seemed to have heard Yu Chigong say just now that there are more than 300 styles designed by him in these swords. He's not bragging, he's such a big iron-striking boss, and he has such a talented head for design, and he doesn't believe it when he kills Xiantu.

"Godfather, you said that there are three hundred styles of these swords, and my son is a little unconvinced, can you let me take a look at each of them."

"Hmph, don't believe it, it's not 300 styles, it's more than 300 styles. Pay attention to thy words, which are more than three hundred. If you don't believe it, you can go inside and count, if you can't count more than 300 kinds, the old man will call you dad in the future. ”

Then Wei Chigong instructed those workers: "You guys, don't work, hurry up and find some people, put out more than 300 styles, and let my son open his eyes today." ”

"Yes, General." The workers replied.

After a while, the spacious room was filled with all kinds of swords, which was really dazzling, I didn't expect there to be so many styles of swords.

After the workers were finished, they stood in a row, shirtless with their hands behind their backs, waiting for the first drawings to be examined. This formation is more like a National Day military parade, mighty and indescribable.

"One, two, three......" The first figure began to count, carefully counting each sword next to each other, for fear of missing a style. Don't say it, there are really more than 300 swords, that is, more than 300 styles, and to be specific, there are a total of 360 swords, all of which are made of magic workmanship.

The first figure is convinced, it's really from head to toe. This Wei Chimen God is really not a cover, that is really a design master type, it is a shame not to let you be a design expert in the 21st century.

"Godfather, my son is convinced of you, you are really a genius of iron. The son counted carefully just now, and it happened to be three hundred and sixty swords, and the workmanship on each sword was different, I really admired, admired! Xiantu humbly bowed to Wei Chigong, and did not forget to praise his talent.

I only heard that Wei Chi Gong smiled, laughed three times, and said to Xiantu: "This is nothing, I will take you to see the scimitar, iron whip, and iron spear in a while, they are all designed by the old man, and each weapon has hundreds of styles." ”

Eh, I thought, look at it or not, anyway, I already believe that you Wei Chigong is a genius, and if you look at it again, it can only prove that you are still a genius again, so it doesn't matter if you look at it or not. It seems that we have to change the topic, so that Wei Chigong will end this arrogant mood early, Xiantu doesn't want to stay here with a pile of scrap iron.

Yes, Xiantu confidently said to Yu Chi's godfather: "Godfather, didn't you say that there are still treasures to see?" I'd like to go see the treasures you talked about earlier. Pretending to be inquisitive, he exaggerated his movements as if he wanted to see the treasures that Wei Chigong said immediately.

"Well, let's go, Dad will take you to see my baby, you have to be mentally prepared, don't be surprised when the time comes, your mouth won't close." Wei Chigong is still so arrogant, first try to see what kind of treasure can make his surprised mouth can't close.

Inadvertently noticed that Bao Lin smiled at him, and Xiantu nodded his head in response. But Baolin used his hands to make small movements of hammer, scissors, and cloth behind him, and when he saw Baolin like this, he didn't go with him again. This kid's meaning is very clear, he wants to bet with him at night to win money. I really don't know that the people of the Tang Dynasty are so obsessed with these things, they are really not motivated.

The solemn and dignified Xiantu strode forward, and his mighty appearance looked so funny. Unconsciously, he has gone far, far beyond the team, "First map, first map, Xue first map!" Slow down, look how far you've come. Didn't you say before that you don't like weapons? Why are you so anxious to see it today? Baolin, the bear child, shouted by name behind him. I really don't know how his father educated him, how he always loves to tell the truth, can't he be hypocritical? Who said that Xiantu didn't want to look at those weapons, if they were made of gold, Xiantu wouldn't go back tonight.

Thinking about the first plan of the matter, he stopped, turned his head and looked back, only to find that it was obviously dozens of meters away from everyone, no wonder Baolin would shout and call out his surname.

Before he could completely pull himself back from his thoughts, he saw Wei Chigong chasing Bao Lin all over the yard and fighting, and Xiantu, who was frightened, just wanted to say that this person was too violent and bloody. When you look closely, you will find that Pauline is already bleeding from his mouth, what a poor child.

"Dad, I was wrong, stop fighting, I really know it's wrong!" Pauline begged as he ran.

"Kill you a dog, what's wrong with Lao Tzu's weapons, I want to go and see why you don't let people see it. Are you still not the son of my lieutenant Chi Jingde, and you just ruined your Lao Tzu's weapon? Wei Chigong, who was chasing behind, kept scolding Baolin.

"Don't beat your godfather, let Baolin go, you see he's vomiting blood." Xiantu ran forward to stop the violent Wei Chi Gong, and persuaded him to let Yu Chi Baolin go, after all, tiger poison does not eat children, and Baolin is really vomiting blood.

"Okay, for the sake of Xiantu's face, Lao Tzu doesn't care about you today, and next time I dare to say that I don't like weapons, Lao Tzu will kill you." Standing there panting Wei Chi Gong said to Bao Lin with a dark face, listening to his tone, I want to say that I don't like weapons in the future, why is this person so domineering.

"I know Dad, I was wrong, and I will never dislike weapons in the future." Yu Chi Baolin apologized in a begging tone, but in exchange for a fierce glare from Yu Chi Gong over there.

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