"What's your dad doing out there?" For the old man, after fifteen years of separation, his son is actually more precious in his heart, and he wants to know most how his son has spent the past fifteen years, and they didn't bring any money when they left.

"They have a small business, and their lives are okay." Xin Kun understood the old man and said with a smile.

"What about you, why are you dressed like this?" The old man looked at her short hair, and this strange dress.

"I've been reading." Xin Kun said hurriedly.

"You're reading?" Xin Ye glared at Xin Kun, this is a granddaughter, not a grandson, and he can still take the top prize in the exam! looked at his granddaughter suspiciously, "I took you away, why didn't I treat you well?" ”

"Oh, my father and mother are doing business outside, and I'm afraid that I will be bullied outside, so I still raise them as a boy."

What can Xin Kun say, saying that her parents are both working and have no time to take her, and she is afraid that her grandparents and grandparents will spoil her, so she has been raised like a boy since she was a child.

When you grow up, you can't come back. She was in school, and the younger brothers and sisters all called him 'Senior Brother Xin'.

"If that's the case, I might as well leave you behind." Xin Ye snorted, deeply feeling that his son and daughter-in-law were unreliable.

"Over the years, we've had a good life." Xin Kun hehe, "Besides, I have studied, I can help you keep accounts!" And I also like to strike iron, really, I like to strike iron. You can give me your secret recipe, even though I have little strength. But as the old saying goes, watching fire, striking iron, and palm tongs, the highest skill is the palm tongs. ”

Xin Kun really didn't tell a lie, although she learned Chinese, she was born with the nature of a boy, and she liked to watch people strike iron since she was a child. When I grew up, I watched it on the video network. Later, she heard that there was a blacksmith enthusiast club, and she went to join it.

Of course, others didn't say that she was a woman, and she played with it for many years. In her spare time, she mixes in the club. No matter what kind of problems she encounters in schoolwork, she can go to the club to get a piece of iron and knock it hard, and sweat all over, it seems that she can get better.

And the blacksmith club is the main one who has money and leisure in the city, and plays relatively high-end. They are already considered to be research nature, and she has been learning Chinese for a long time, just to help the bosses check ancient books and turn the plausible things in ancient books into reality.

So speaking of which, their club has really reproduced a lot of ancient famous weapons, and she participated in the whole process. After ten years of playing as a hobby, she is already more professional than the average person.

Of course, she didn't dare to let people know about this hobby, and let her mother know that she would collapse if she went around the stove with a group of big men every day.

That's why she was so excited when she entered the village and saw that this was a blacksmith village. Finally, she had a way to support herself. She has really been playing iron striking for more than ten years, and she is really familiar with this. Even if she strikes iron with the ancient method, she will do it.

"Girls, what are you doing here, people are shirtless, what are you going to do?" Xin Ye's face darkened, but his mind was clear.

"Yes, that's a problem!" Xin Kun rubbed his chin and thought about this question seriously. She was wearing a sweatshirt, and it was estimated that the old man would not be able to respond.

The next day, Xin Kun wore the clothes that were said to be her father's clothes, and followed Xin Ye to his family's workshop.

She chatted with the old man for a long time yesterday, and she didn't dare to ask which dynasty and generation this was. All she knew now was that the old man must be Han. Their clothes are not literati clothes, they can only be between the Han and Ming dynasties, and the problem is also here, thousands of years between the Tang and the Ming Dynasty, how can she guess.

Let someone give her the almanac, well, she knows the words on the almanac, the year is the sexagenary branch of the lunar calendar, she burst into tears, how can she push this?

At night, when no one is around, use the perpetual calendar of your mobile phone to check your birthday and lunar calendar. Very good, pushing to the current sexagenary branch, she is just over fifteen, by the way, she found that the granddaughter's birthday that the old man said is really the same day as her own lunar calendar.

Take a selfie of yourself, it feels like using a beautiful picture, and it suddenly becomes tender.

Xin Kun is entangled, if he is reborn to be fifteen years old, he is actually okay, but when he wears this fifteen years old who doesn't know where, his mood is gloomy.

But forget it if you think about it, I know what year she has a fart, she is the granddaughter of a dozen iron people, who is the emperor and has a half-dime relationship with her? After figuring it out, I put my mind at ease, had no dreams all night, and happily followed the old man to the workshop early in the morning.

Of course, the old man had to introduce her to the people in the workshop. Even if it has been decided to send her away, now, it is still necessary to make the attitude of the heir to be cultivated.

The workshops that can be the patriarch are better than those of other families, just on the edge of the mansion, a separate stone-walled courtyard, and there is already the sound of tinkling bells in it at this time.

Xin Kun was a little moved, she is also a professional, the iron-striking skills here are really similar to a thousand years ago, the difference is that the ancient people a thousand years ago would even practice iron together, and finally only started from forging!

Looking at the people in the workshop, there are three big workers and four or five small workers, which is also very big. When everyone saw the old man come in, they hurriedly stopped, bowed slightly, and had work on their hands, especially when they knocked on the red iron, and their expressions were very complicated.

Iron striking is the same as cooking vegetables, and there is also a heat. It is really a crime for these craftsmen to pay a salute regardless of the iron that has been burned in place.

"You're busy!" Xin Kun smiled, stretched out his hand to sweep aside the impurities on the iron block with an iron skewer, and said to the worker on the side by the way, "Be careful, don't stay on the stage if you shoot down." ”

In fact, this should be brushed with an iron brush, and the forging process is to reduce the carbon content in the iron to less than 1%, which is steel. Otherwise, people will not say that steel is tempered first. These impurities are all oxides that have been tempered and beaten for thousands of years, and if they are left on the stage, they will still have some impact on the creation.

"Familiar!" The big worker's eyes lit up.

"I know a little bit about it." Xin Kun smiled, and she saw a small worker sharpening knives on the side.

Xin Kun bent down and took a look, the craftsmanship of the people here is good, they really make the knife into shape, and then what the little worker is doing now is to sharpen it, but not open the blade.

I picked it up and shook it in my hand, she really knew how to do it. Although she had never fought such things, they were all in common.

It's okay to say that this is a steel knife, but she feels that the toughness is more than enough, and the rigidity is insufficient. Of course, it's not the same as the iron blade you see on TV. Look at the corners of the wall pushing those knives that have been made, mass production, you really can't have too high requirements.

She took a look in the workshop, there is nothing here that is worth saying more, there is already a prototype of the assembly line, everyone works together, it can be seen that this Xin Ye is really not called 'master' in vain.

"Let's take a look at it later." Xin Ye likes his granddaughter like this, and there is only one sigh in his heart, why is it not a boy!