Chapter 5: Deer Hunting (6b)

"Sister Eru seems to be very unhappy?" Tao Kuo put his head lightly on Li Xu's shoulder and asked in a low voice. People who are in love always want their friends to have the same happiness as themselves, and the girl of Su Sibu is no exception.

"Maybe she's been in some trouble lately!" Li Xu's gaze passed through the noisy crowd and landed on Eru's back. Judging from the back, the girl Eru is demure, gentle, and heart-wrenching. But there are some things that no one else can help with, even the best friends can't do anything about it. From the moment he was born, Xu Dayan's shoulders carried the entire family, and he couldn't escape this at all.

Li Xu was suddenly a little glad that he was from a poor family, although he did not enjoy superior living conditions since he was a child, he did not have to bear too much responsibility. For parents, living happily and happily is all they want. Worship generals, feudal marquis, these majestic dreams are too far away, poor families only think about them during the New Year, and no one will regard them as life goals that must be achieved.

"Why doesn't Big Eye refuse to marry Eru, obviously they both like each other?" On his shoulder, a babbling question interrupted Li Xu's reminiscence of life in the Central Plains.

"It's not that it won't, it's that it is, it's that it can't!" Li Xu hesitated for a moment and excused his good friend. "According to the rules of the Central Plains, a good person can't marry someone else's fiancée, and the villain will snatch love with a knife!"

"That is to say, if I have a marriage contract with someone else, even if you like me again, I like you no matter how much I like you, I can only look at each other's backs!" Tao Kuo pinched Li Xu hard and asked "viciously".

Regarding the sudden attack of the "little villain", Li Xu could only smile bitterly. He knew that the explanation just now was far-fetched, but Xu Dayan's distress could not be told to others. The grassland people will not understand the discrimination of the Central Plains people against them, and telling the real reason why Xu Dayan can't marry Eru will only add embarrassment to both parties. Besides, Li Xu's skin is rough and his flesh is thick, and Tao Kuo's strength can only be regarded as tickling for him.

"What a bullshit rule! You Central Plains people are weird! Seeing that the punishment was ineffective, Tao Kuo scolded stupidly.

Li Xu patted her lightly on the shoulder and did not speak. Organized by two good friends, Aslan and Dür, the shepherds who had come to help build the felt bags had already begun to slaughter cattle and sheep. According to the custom of the grassland, after the new felt bag is completed, a small celebration is a must. The more people come to help with the felt bag, the more lively the banquet becomes, indicating that the host's family will be more prosperous in the future. Now Li Xu is no longer a guest who has just joined the tribe and has nothing, and the cattle and sheep under his name are enough to support twenty carnivals of the same scale.

He was not a guest, and in the eyes of many shepherds, the Sacred Wolf's guard had long since become an indispensable part of the tribe.

"Are the rules of the Central Plains really better than the grasslands?" Looking at the piles of bonfires that were just starting and the sincere smiling faces beside the fire, Li Xu thought confusedly. Although the rules of the steppe are barbaric to the enemy, there is no lack of warmth for their own people. As for the rules of the Central Plains, in Li Xu's memory, it is like a bowl of tea, warm and delicious, but there is always a faint bitterness in the aftertaste.

"Teach the wolf to eat grass, you kid can figure it out!" When Li Xu told the coppersmith master about his confusion, with the sound of clanging hammers, the coppersmith threw out such an answer.

"I think they can live without robbing!" Li Xu swung the sledgehammer vigorously, and sweat dripped on the scimitar that was gradually taking shape. Under the command of the master, the slaves sent by the patriarch of Suqixir were forged on the fire for several days and nights, and the original forty catties became more than thirty catties. After incineration and forging could not detract from its weight, it passed the first level. Now the color of the whole knife blank is dark and black, which is completely different from Changtetsu. (Note 1)

At this point, the coppersmith said that he would not let the slaves do anything. Whoever has the knife will fight it himself, this is the rule in his workshop. The coppersmith, who has been with weapons for a long time, firmly believes that only a sword made by hand can contaminate the aura of the master and be more comfortable to use. The star iron sent by Tao Kuo is a piece of fine material that is difficult to find for a hundred years, and if he can't make a peerless boutique, he feels ashamed of his years of experience.

"If they don't grab or grab, can they grow quickly? If they don't grow quickly, in the next clash of clans, they will be the ones who will fall! The coppersmith swung his hammer and struck it rhythmically on the surface of the blank. The good steel made by Xingxing Iron is really unusual, and from the lines on the surface of the blade, he can already foresee that this will be the most perfect work in half his life. The sweaty kid in front of him is also as well-qualified as an unforged piece of star-like iron. It's just that the more this happens, the more trials and tribulations he may have to go through in life. Therefore, the hermit who has not paid attention to the mundane affairs of the world for many years has also developed a heart of love, hoping that his life experience can help Li Xu get rid of the furnace of heaven and earth as soon as possible.

"They can move south to a warmer place and learn from the Central Plains people to farm and do business. Build walls to protect yourself, build a school, and open a workshop! Li Xu retorted loudly while slamming the hammer hard.

There is some truth in the coppersmith's master's words, if it were not for the day and night labor of the slaves, the star iron would not have been forged into a hundred refined steel in such a short time. But just because it makes sense doesn't mean it's right, and judging from the unbalanced number of men and women in the tribe, we know that the war brought more than just possessions and slaves to the Susi.

"Wolves eat meat, sheep eat grass. Even the gods can't change it! Master Coppersmith glanced at Li Xu and shook his head again and again. The kid is tough enough, like himself when he was young. But the coppersmith did not consider the persistence of his youth to be necessary, in other words, he did not approve of his youth. The world is cold and warm, and existence must have its reason for existence. This is the way of heaven, and it cannot be reversed by man. Instead of putting in the effort and effort to go from one despair to another, it is better to be at peace and enjoy it with the eyes of a bystander, and to chase the wandering between heaven and earth.

Ruan Jichang was drunk and unconscious, so he lived comfortably. Ji Kang has a clear love and hate, so Guangling San has become a perfect sound. The courtyards of the Wang family and the Xie family were dilapidated, and the high-rise buildings of the Liu family and the Chen family were built up one after another. It was only a surname, and the cloisters and pillars inside were the same as before. Even the stone beast at the door looked at the pedestrians in the same way. (Note 2)

"How do you know if you don't try!" The hammer in Li Xu's hand clanged to the ground, smashing a spark on the knife blank. The coppersmith master pursues the realm of dust and elegance, so he doesn't care about others contradicting him. With a few months of experience in learning knife techniques, Li Xu knew that the more he contradicted the other party, the greater the gain from asking.

The coppersmith master is not only proficient in martial arts, forging, military strategy, life experience and even sage classics, almost all of Li Xu's practice, the coppersmith master has reached the point of admiration. In the past six months, Li Xu felt like a thirsty lamb, desperately sucking on each other's supplies. And Master Coppersmith is like a crescent moon lake on the grassland, you can never see where its bottom is.

"Try?" The coppersmith's eyes widened, and he looked at Li Xu like a monster. Suddenly, he burst out laughing, stopped his hammer, pulled through a bag of wine, took a few sips, and then poured all the small half bag onto the fire.

The water snorted and snorted, and then blue flames surged in the stove. The coppersmith stopped talking, picked up the blank with an iron clip, and reached into the blue flames. The flames stirred up by the wine quickly licked the entire blade, and the dark black blade gradually blurred in the smoke and fog, and gradually brightened. Suddenly, the scimitar let out a hiss, and its entire body flashed with a dazzling red light, and there were countless small flames, beating and flowing at the unformed blade.

"You kid has a kind, more than me!" The coppersmith repeatedly turned the blade of the knife in the flames, like a critic and a judge.

At present, this ignorant brat of world affairs does not know that his arrival has set off a whirlwind on the grassland. The Xi people, the Xi people, the Murwei, the Khitan, and several surrounding ethnic groups have been swept in by this whirlwind. As for what kind of storm this whirlwind will evolve into in the future, it is completely unpredictable with my own eyes.

Maybe fate really faked this person to do something big. The coppersmith looked at the bewildered Li Xu again, and thought with a smile. If this is the case, it would be against the way of heaven that he had been pursuing for many years. He smiled and poured more spirits into the furnace.

"You kid has a kind, more than me. Let's go eat a piece of beef first and slow down our spirits. In the afternoon, the two of us will shape it and cut it. Your future road may not be on the grassland, with a good knife to defend yourself, life will be easier! ”

"Thank you, Master!" Li Xu picked up a wine bag from under his feet and touched it with the wine bag in the coppersmith's hand. Master Coppersmith didn't solve the confusion in his heart, and he didn't ask any more questions. There are some things that need to be understood by yourself, and the teenager who has experienced more than half a year of life has understood this truth.

The Sil patriarch had already allowed himself to take in Zhang Ji and Wang Kewang, and with their help, the warehouse was fully stocked with goods and could be opened after the vendors dispersed. With a fixed warehouse, the scattered supplies in the tribe can be flowed. There is a fixed consignee, and the merchants will also come and go more frequently.

Li Xu not only wanted to deal in leather goods and silk, but also the supply of books and paper and pens had been entrusted to Xu by him. He sincerely believed that with reading and literacy, the kindness of the Central Plains people and the enthusiasm of the grassland people would slowly merge, and the taste of blood in the tribe would be slowly diluted. Although he can no longer study and apply for science, he can promote the teachings of the saints on the grassland, which may not be in line with the teachings of the saints.

Thinking of this, the young man's eyes were as hot as fire.

"Hurting others with good intentions is often more terrible than malice!" Master Coppersmith knocked on the cutting board and woke Li Xu from his sleep.

"Harmful?" The young man's eyes were as bright as stars, twinkling with passion and confusion.

Note 1: For the forging technology of the ancients, see "Mengxi Pen Talk", "But take more than 100 fires of fine iron forging, each forging is called, one forging is light, and the two catties are not reduced until the forging is tired, and the pure steel is also, although the hundred refining is not light." This is the purity of iron, its color is clear, and the grinding treasure is dark blue and black, which is very different from Chang Tie. ”

Note 2: Ruan Ji and Ji Kang are two of the most famous of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest in the Jin Dynasty, and they are models for future generations of hermits. The Wang and Xie families were well-known families, and they turned from prosperity to decline during the Northern and Southern Dynasties. The Liu and Chen families were the royal families of the Southern Dynasties and the nobles who rose later.