Ouyang Yan likes to watch her father strike iron.

Since yesterday afternoon, my father and Xiaobao have been striking iron without rest.

There is a saying in the countryside that is called "one pig, two iron, three plowshares and four turtles". There are many people who do handicraft work in the villages, and only these four occupations are ranked, mainly because they have a short operation time and make money quickly. Iron-striking is a very ancient skill, which has a fixed façade in the countryside, and it pays attention to the cooperation of master and apprentice, which is not only a technical work, but also a physical work. That "Jingle Bell! Jingling! "The crisp and rhythmic percussion sounds, like a percussion piece played together between master and apprentice, add infinite vitality to the silent countryside.

Most of the masters in the blacksmith shops in the suburbs of Beijing come from the Shandong area of Zhili, and the blacksmith shops are usually opened at the end of the village or at the intersection, in one or two low and transparent bungalows, and the older masters take one or two young apprentices. In the blacksmith's house, there was a bellows attached to the stove in a horizontal line, an anvil was placed on a wooden pier in the middle of the house, and a bench or two was placed at the door. This simple furnishing constitutes the basic layout of the blacksmith shop in the suburbs of Beijing.

Whenever her father was working, Ouyang Yan often stood aside with great curiosity to watch the iron. The first time I watched the iron pieces be pulled out of the furnace and forged, the flying sparks were terrifying, and amazingly, the sparks kept falling on the father and the apprentice, but they didn't feel it at all.

Not only should the action be fast, but also the master and apprentice should pay great attention to cooperation. They have both a clear division of labor and intense collaboration. Under the command of his father, Xiaobao only needs to muster up enough strength to pull the sledgehammer steadily and accurately.

While the two of them were striking the iron, their mother was on the sidelines, listening intently to the sound of them striking the iron. His eyes were fixed on the reddish sparks of the iron pieces, observing the change in color.

When the beaten iron pieces were heated in the hearth filled with charcoal, my father twitched the lever of the bellows unhurriedly and at a uniform speed, and his body leaned forward and backward with the expansion and contraction of the rod, and the bellows made a "whirring" sound of blowing, and orange flames came out of the hearth. Dissolve the iron pieces with charcoal into one color. Xiaobao sat on a stool by the door, holding a shovel in both hands to shovel the rough blank that had been beaten. Boom! In the cutting sound, the originally blue and black iron parts suddenly appeared smooth and bright. At this time, there was a brief silence in the forge room. When the iron in the furnace gradually turned red, my father made a small and eager twitch of the lever, and the air inlet plate at the rear of the bellows would emit a "horn!" Click! The air in the hut suddenly tensed.

The father quickly pulled the iron from the hearth. Xiaobao immediately put down the shovel in his hand, picked up the hammer by the door, and immediately joined in the tense forging with his father. For a time, the sound of "ding bell-ding bell" sounded into one piece, and the iron parts were splashed everywhere under the forging of the sledgehammer and the small hammer. The father held the red iron in one hand, and kept clicking alternately on the edge of the iron piece and the anvil, and wherever the father's small hammer pointed, Xiaobao's sledgehammer with both hands followed; Father Xiao Hammer hit quickly, and Xiao Bao immediately followed the rhythm. When the iron turns from red to dark green and gradually cools. Or if Xiaobao needs to stop, his father only needs to hit the small hammer twice in a row on the side of the anvil. Xiaobao immediately put down the sledgehammer in his hand, and at this time his father had time to make some corrections to the places where the product was not in place, which was also the time to reflect his father's skills and kung fu. The degree of tacit cooperation between them does not need to be communicated with words, a movement, or even a look. Both sides will understand.

The ancients said well, "If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools." In the countryside, people are engaged in all kinds of productive labor in the fields, and iron tools are indispensable for a while. Therefore. The blacksmith shop is closely related to people's daily production and life, and a good blacksmith master has a non-stop business all year round. My father was the most famous blacksmith in the area, and his main concern for iron tools was whether axes and machetes were good or not. A good piece of ironware, in addition to some other requirements, the key is whether the steel used is good or not, and how good the quenching technology is. In my father's words, it's whether the steel fire is good or not. A good knife can even be used for a lifetime, until the width of the knife is sharpened, the cyan steel bar embedded in the edge of the knife is sharpened, and the blade is sharpened into a curved crescent shape, and then it dies. The most iron pieces used by Ouyang Yan are woodcutters. I don't know when my father made a firewood knife at home, but my father said that the steel used on the edge of the knife was the steel on the barrel of the foreign cannon left in the past, and the back of the knife was moderately thick, and there was a long shop logo mark on the side. Ouyang Yan often used this knife to go up the mountain to chop wood. The knife in the scabbard was tied around his waist behind him, and he walked up, and the hanging wood knife continued to slap his ass as his body swung. The firewood knife was cut on the firewood, and it was sunk in the firewood, as if it had been bitten tightly, and the small bowl of firewood with a thick mouth was put down in a few clicks. She not only used this firewood knife to chop firewood, but also used it as a bamboo maker's cutting knife, and used it to cut water bamboo slivers to make baskets, which is also very easy to use. The edge of the knife is not fast, and it is as sharp as ever on the edge of the stone slab next to the laundry shop.

Those tools from the father's hands, each of which is the father's meticulous work, they get along with the owner for a long time, carrying people's inseparable emotions, often become the collection of many people's homes, not to mention those swords and weapons made by the father.

And now, my father, who has never been able to create the most suitable artifact, is using all his skills to create a strange and magical weapon.

Time passed unconsciously, and Ouyang Yan just looked at it, watching it in her father's hands, from three huge broken swords and steel fragments with strange shapes, as well as some of the steel materials carefully collected by her father, gradually turning into the appearance of a long-barreled foreign spear with a sharp stabbing blade.

Finally, in the evening, the exhausted father shouted, "It's done!" After that, he collapsed in his chair.

The mother held this heavy stainless steel "bladed spear", and her eyes were full of joy.

"This is the purest steel weapon you have made since your debut." The mother looked at the father with approval in her voice.

"Although this gun looks weird, it is very suitable for use, I really don't know who Lao Wu ordered it for, if this person really uses it to participate in martial arts, he will definitely be able to go to high school! It's not the champion, it's also the first few! My father was tired, but his eyes were full of excitement when he looked at the blade gun, "This is what I really want to make!" ”

"I heard that the capital Wuju Chunqiu, in a few days it will be the palace test, and tomorrow Lao Wu will come to pick up the goods. You can ask who the eight people who participated in the temple examination are. The mother smiled and said, "If you want to bet on the master of this weapon to win this time, I will not stop you." ”

"Hey, hey!" Father scratched his head a little embarrassedly and laughed dryly.

"That'...... Master, I'm going to bet on this person too! Xiaobao's gambling is no less than his master, and when he heard what his wife said. Immediately jumped for joy.

"Small gambling is pleasant, big gambling hurts the body, just remember this sentence." Mother smiled and nodded.

Ouyang Yan was curious, she also wanted to know who the owner of this strange bladed gun was, and she also wanted to take out her private money and bet it on this person to make a small profit.

It's just that she wouldn't have thought at this moment that the fate of her life would be completely changed because of this person.

Early the next morning. Wuyin Wu Emon came to pick up the goods, and was very happy to see that the blade gun was made, and immediately paid the remaining payment of 80 taels of silver, and saw that the old acquaintance Ouyang Ze and his wife had not slept for a day and night in order to build this weapon, their eyes were bloodshot, and their expressions were very haggard, and they couldn't go away in their hearts. An additional 20 silver dollars were paid as hardship expenses. Although Mrs. Ouyang repeatedly recommended it, Kirikuin Takeemon still left the money.

After taking the bladed gun, the Misty Hidden Warrior Right Gate hurried to Lin Yiqing's residence non-stop.

At this time, Kirikuin Takeemon didn't know that there was also a Japanese who was as anxious to see Lin Yiqing as he was.

The spring sun is so soft that it wraps around people. Fill every crevice, let every bone loosen. It can be said that it is very pleasant to travel by boat during such a solar term.

This is called "Fukuge", and it is one of Shimazu's favorite ships.

At this moment, she is on the balcony of a first-class cabin. Looking out at the ocean in the distance.

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