Cao Peng couldn't help but be a little curious, "Dad, what's your senior brother's name?" ”

"Pu Shou."

Haven't heard of it......

"Dad, did you say that when the furnace temperature is high, you can create a sword?"

Cao Ji shook his head, sat down and took a breath, "How can it be so simple." The furnace temperature is only one aspect, and there are many things to pay attention to.

Pun, why are you suddenly interested in this? ”

"Oh...... I broke a knife in Zhongyang Town before.

I promised him to compensate him...... But a good knife costs a lot of money. I thought, can I make a knife myself? ”

"That's it!" Cao Ji nodded and said, "Male husband, you should keep your word."

However, in the case of ordinary hunting knives, it does not cost much. If you want to buy it, just go back and ask your brother-in-law to come forward. ”

Deng Ji is in the yamen, and he has a wide range of people.

To tell the truth, there will be eliminated weapons in the official office every year, and Deng Ji can come forward to buy them when the time comes, just give them to Wang to buy.

But Cao Peng seemed to think of something from the conversation just now.

"Dad, I and Tiger Head are brothers!

We agreed to make great achievements together in the future. But my body ...... Dad, I want to fight a knife with my own hands, with the love of a full brother. ”

To be honest, Cao Ji really didn't want Cao Peng to learn to strike iron.

It's not a promising career...... That's right, there have been masters in the past dynasties, who are respected and famous. How many people can become masters? There are not 100,000 blacksmiths in the world, but tens of thousands. There are very few who can really get ahead.

In Cao Ji's heart, he still hopes that Cao Peng can worship a famous teacher in the future and seek a fame.

But what Cao Peng said is also reasonable, this brotherhood is indeed not measured by money......

"If you want to learn, then learn." Cao Ji thought for a while and said softly: "But I can tell you, striking iron is a hard job, your body is not good, if you can't hold it, tell your father as soon as possible." It's really not good, dad will help you fight, let's find a way. ”

"Got it, thank you Dad!"

Cao Peng smiled and stood up happily.

He has already thought of a good way, if he can succeed, maybe he can help his father and soar.

"Peng'er, it's not early, you can go back and rest."

Cao Peng agreed, got up and went back to the room. It's just that he didn't go back to the room immediately, but sneaked into Deng Ji's study, took a few pieces of hemp paper, and then returned to his room. Speaking of paper, everyone knows that it was made by Cai Lun, so it is called Cai Hou paper. In fact, paper existed as early as the early years of the Western Han Dynasty, and the Caihou paper made by Cai Lun was just an improvement process.

In the same period, with the same name as Caihou paper, there is also a kind of Zuobo paper, which is made by the calligrapher Zuo Bo Zuo Ziyi in the Eastern Han Dynasty, also known as Ziyi paper. Ziyi paper is exquisite, there is a wonderful glow of the saying, can be regarded as the children of the family at that time, the Qingliu celebrities cherished things.

However, whether it is Caihou paper or Zuobo paper, the cost is high, and it is not available to ordinary people.

Even in government offices, more often use a kind of paper made of hemp fiber, commonly known as hemp paper.

But even hemp paper is not available to everyone. If Deng Ji hadn't been an assistant in the official office, he might not have been able to have it.

Cao Peng didn't dare to take too much, and only took a few.

Back in the room, he dimmed the oil lamp, then picked up a pen sharpened from black charcoal and drew a simple pattern on the paper.

The furnace is actually the bellows.

However, the term bellows did not appear in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

The most common bellows are a tool made of a wooden box, a piston and a flap. In his previous life, Cao Peng had seen this kind of piston two-way continuous bellow. It's just that he doesn't know much about the structure inside, and can only roughly remember some features.

He leaned against the armrest of the bed, and after drawing for a while, he felt a little tired.

So he rubbed his face, put away the paper and charcoal, and put them in a small pocket by the pillow. This thing can't be figured out all at once, and you need to think about it slowly. It's a pity that he didn't study science and engineering back then, otherwise he wouldn't have had to work so hard.

If Daddy can make a good knife, maybe he will be able to gain Cao Ying's attention.

You know, if you want to make a good knife these days, it takes too much time and labor. Swords are different from iron spears and spears, and the requirements are more stringent. During the Three Kingdoms period, due to the constraints of conditions, the sword made of 100 steels could not become standard equipment.

Therefore, in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, such a term 'school knife hand' often appears.

For example, Guan Gong is often accompanied by 500 school swordsmen, which can be described as his elite henchmen. In fact, the school knife hand was the sword and shield pawn at that time. According to the records in the Chronicles of the Three Kingdoms, Wu general Ding Feng won a complete victory with 3,000 sword and shield soldiers; Later, the national strength of the Wu State was defeated, and the Jin State sent troops to conquer Jiangdong. Sun Wu's general Shen Ying led 5,000 sword and shield soldiers, rushed into the Jin formation three times, and the Jin army was defeated...... The power of this sword and shield soldier can be seen in general.

After Sima Yan ascended the throne, he made swords to strengthen his army; There is also a famous general Pu Yuan in Shu, who created 3,000 steel-making knives and established meritorious deeds.

If Daddy can popularize this hundred refining swords, then no matter who he attaches to in the end, he will definitely be reused!

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Before you know it, it's dawn!

Cao Peng got up early, got dressed, got on his shoes, and walked out of the room.

In the front yard, the iron-melting furnace in the shed has already taken shape. However, there was no shadow of Cao Ji, presumably because he was too tired last night and hadn't gotten up yet.

Wang Mai was ready and waiting for Cao Peng to come.

The two looked at each other and nodded.

One after the other, they walked out of the gate and jogged along the peach forest path.

Wang Mai is not used to this kind of jogging, he likes to run wild...... It's just Cao Peng's body, which is not allowed to run uncontrollably like that.

This kind of jogging can best strengthen his lung capacity and move every inch of his body.

After running in the peach forest for about half an hour, my body was active and steaming. Cao Peng and Wang Mai came to the open space in the river bay behind the courtyard, which was their practice place from today onwards. Wang Mai exhaled a breath of turbidity, faced the rising sun, and began to stand on the pile.

And Cao Peng took advantage of the fact that his body was still hot and slowly played a set of Tai Chi.

Stand upright with your feet upright...... Zuo King Kong pounded, shook his feet and smashed his fists...... Cao Peng could feel that his body, with the movements of Tai Chi, the fascial veins stretched. That feeling of full-body tension, very comfortable. After all, there are some foundations, and in terms of realm, he can easily enter a state of silence. But for some reason, Cao Peng practiced and suddenly stopped.

He looked around and saw that Wang Mai was still standing on the pile, and there was no one else.

But just now, he clearly felt that someone seemed to be secretly peeping......

Could it be that it is your own delusion?

Thinking of this, Cao Peng shook his head vigorously and continued the boxing technique just now. After a set of Tai Chi boxing, Cao Peng did not rest.

He ran slowly on the river beach, making a strange movement with every few steps, and at the same time emitting a strange roar from his mouth.

In the white ape's back fist, there is a kung fu of standing on the pile of eight duanjin. When the old martial artist in the previous life taught Cao Peng, he also taught the eight mantras. It is somewhat similar to the secret mantra of Buddhism, which uses different movements and different sounds to strengthen the internal organs.

Each mantra, with one action, ended with eight mantras, which took Cao Peng more than half an hour.

The whole person was like being fished out of the water, drenched in sweat.

Wang Mai also finished practicing pile gong at this time, and practiced the Vajra Eight Styles of Bajiquan on the river beach. Cao Peng walked slowly along the river beach to calm the boiling blood in his body. Suddenly, he stopped, stood by the river, and looked into the distance. The thorny water is not wide, and you can clearly see the other side of the river.

This thorny water, like a boundary river, is under the rule of Jianyang County in the east, and belongs to Niyang in the west and west.

On the other side of the river, under a row of weeping willows, stood an old man.

When Cao Peng looked over, the old man also noticed it. A gray beard under the chin, dancing in the morning breeze. He nodded towards Cao Peng, as if to say hello.

Then he danced his fists and kicks and threw a set of punches.

It's just that this distance is a bit far, and Cao Peng can't see it clearly.

It seems that the other party is also exercising in the morning...... Judging from the old man's clothes, it seems that he is a rich and noble family. Everyone is exercising in the morning, and there is no saying that no one is peeping at whom. Anyway, across the river, everyone doesn't interfere with each other. If you insist on arguing, maybe you will disturb the other party.

Therefore, Cao Peng didn't care, smiled, and responded.

"Ah Fu, what are we going to do next?"

"Keep practicing!"

Cao Peng and Wang Mai practiced on the river beach until nearly the hour, and then they stopped and prepared to return.

Subconsciously, Cao Peng glanced across the river and found that the old man had disappeared......

"Ah Fu, what are you looking at?"

"Didn't see anything...... Let's go back. ”

Before leaving, Cao Peng glanced back again.

There was a strange feeling in his heart that he and the old man would see each other again!

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Thanks to the book friend Huainan Chutian Shu for his promotion to the head of the hall!!!

Thanks to the book friend Drow, the Legend of the Battle Dance generously rewarded!!