Ye Changsheng was too lazy to take care of the two of them, he looked at the cute girl and gently scratched her nose.

Nan Nan dodged back, stuck out her tongue at Ye Changsheng, and made a grimace.

Dahan looked at his daughter, and finally nodded gratefully: "Then, then it's bothering the son, I won't accept your future meal money!"

Watching the lively trial boy, he shouted exaggeratedly: "Shopkeeper, you can't fulfill his wish, what if he is a mouthful and just wants to cheat and cheat?"

Dahan smiled simply, asked the old man to greet the two guests, and he personally led Ye Changsheng to the backyard.

They snake catchers rub shoulders with death every day.

Because of the existence of the Black Wind Ridge, the venomous snakes in the vicinity are very poisonous, and they seal their throats with blood.

Once they are bitten by a poisonous snake, in order to save their lives, they can only cut off all the parts that have been bitten by the poisonous snake.

One of Nannan's feet is just gone.

Even if Ye Changsheng was lying to him, he didn't dare not believe it.

What if something really happens to Snake Fork and something happens to him?

He didn't think that Ye Changsheng would lie to him, how could the person he liked be a liar?

In the open space in the backyard, there stood an earthen stove more than one person high, which was dark, and the ground was littered with charcoal and coal.

Dahan blushed a little, in order to save money, he repaired the snake fork by himself on weekdays, so it was very simple.

Ye Changsheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It was much better than he had imagined, at least there was ready-made charcoal and coal, which saved him from making charcoal.

Carefully select the fuel that can be used and put it in an earthen stove to light it.

As the fire heated up, Changsheng sat on the abandoned stone mill and counted with a snake fork.

Crafting iron under such conditions is also a challenge for him, and he must not mess it up.

The sword in the armory shop is for killing, and this snake fork is for saving people.

Generally speaking, iron can reduce the carbon content of iron after repeated hammering, so that the texture of iron can be improved.

The so-called 100 forged into steel is this truth.

But this snake fork is different, after the frequent hammer forging of the big man, although the carbon content is less, but because there are too many impurities, it also leaves countless dark wounds.

What Changsheng has to do is to do the opposite, increase some carbon content, restore the quality of the snake fork, and eliminate the hidden wounds.

It's not perfect, but it's the most realistic at the moment.

With his mind in mind, Changsheng shoved the snake fork into a thick piece of wood and threw it into the furnace with it.

It seems to be careless, but his years of experience and intuition are all thrown at this one.

The big man stood by the patched leather bellows, holding the girl, and watched this scene curiously.

Ye Changsheng's movements were orderly and calm, which couldn't help but make him feel a little confident.

When Ye Changsheng took out the red-hot snake fork, the father and daughter became nervous, and their eyes widened at the same time.

The snake fork was placed on the abandoned stone grinding mill, Ye Changsheng sensed it for a moment, picked up the hammer the size of a fist, and began to beat it repeatedly.

Jingle and sparks fly, which is nice and good-looking.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred forging times were completed, and the snake fork became crooked like a snake.

Changsheng picked up the snake fork with a clamp and stuffed it back into the furnace.

The snake fork burned red again, Ye Changsheng's wrist flipped, and the black dragon dagger flashed.

With a ding, the end of the iron rod was cut off by the dagger, and the dagger danced a few more times, and a new fork was sharpened.

Put it on a stone mill, beat it a hundred times, and return to the furnace again.

Sting!

The red-hot snake fork was taken out and stuffed into a bucket of horse urine, and the white mist suddenly evaporated.

Nan Nan knew this taste, and pinched her nose with her little hand for the first time.

But she saw Ye Changsheng standing there motionless, not even his face changed, and she couldn't help but put down her little hand shyly.

The naïve girl didn't know that Ye Changsheng was actually holding his breath.

Quenching with animal fat, urine, or blood is done in order to allow the weapon to absorb tiny metal particles, and the sword is cast into human hair and nails, and even the whole living person is "martyred".

After quenching, Changsheng cleaned the snake fork and wiped off the residual liquid with a rag.

The black snake fork, covered with a layer of dark light, several incoherent curved arcs, natural and smooth.

The surface of the snake fork is covered with subtle edges and corners, like layers of smooth fish scales.

If there is an expert here, he will definitely exclaim, Nanfeng's eight sledgehammer fish scale forging method!

This snake fork is not a weapon at all, not even a qualified tool, but it is also a work of immortality.

Ye Changsheng was very satisfied and had a sense of accomplishment.

His fingers slid over the thin edges and corners left by the forging, Changsheng was inexplicably kind, he hadn't forged weapons himself for a long time.

When he was young, among all Ye Changsheng's homework, forging was the worst one.

For this reason, he was punished for standing no less, was reprimanded by his father, and lost the face of Nanfeng's eight sledgehammers.

Father, my current forging skills don't seem to be bad.

Ye Changsheng smiled faintly, and suddenly, his moving fingertips stopped.

Without warning, a serpentine vein map appeared in his mind.

The veins on the vein map are like rivers running through high mountains and mountains, chaotic and irregular.

However, after a thousand turns, they eventually rushed in the same direction.

The veins, as if coming to life, extended, forked, enlarged layer by layer, refined layer by layer, became clearer and more three-dimensional.

"It's ...... The veins inside the snake fork?!" Ye Changsheng's soul was incomparably clear, and his eyes lit up like morning stars.

In the depths of the soul, a mysterious and distant magic voice echoed:

The devil's heart is subtle, and the discerning eye is not hindered.

The inside and outside are clear, and the depth is as deep as ten directions......

The "Secret Record of the Demon Heart" of "Nine Heavens Refining Divine Formula" has been promoted to the second level!

A trace of excitement flashed in Changsheng's eyes, he never expected that he would achieve a breakthrough in such a situation.

With a bright smile, Ye Changsheng walked up to Dahan and handed the reconstructed snake fork to Dahan.

The big man put down the snake and took the snake fork with some restraint.

The moment he grasped the snake fork, his eyes widened.

Conveniently!

He tried to swing it a few more times, and found that the strange bends, instead of hindering his movements, made his movements faster and the fork more stable.

What surprised him even more was that the whole snake fork had a little more toughness, and after the pestle, it was no longer as hard as before, but elastic.

As a snake catcher, he knows all too well the usefulness of this snake fork!

Dahan raised his eyebrows, got carried away, and fiddled for a moment before realizing that Ye Changsheng was still on the side.

Dahan was at a loss, his face was embarrassed, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

The value of this snake fork is definitely not measured by a few meals.

Not to mention its texture, nor its workmanship, just Ye Changsheng's thoughts made Dahan very grateful.

What can I thank you for?

Ye Changsheng rubbed Nannan's head and smiled faintly: "Your snake soup is delicious." ”