After the blade was completed, Li Xiang bought a few sections of cypress wood from Fujimaru's shop, skillfully carved three wooden handles, and attached them to the reserved mounting parts with screws. After that, the handles of the three knives were wrapped around one by one with a special cloth tape.

Seeing his final finished work, Li Xiang felt that the blacksmith's soul from Red A in his body was satisfied.

Now, he also has three knives at his disposal. Moreover, it is designed by a top-notch cutler, and is completely handmade with the highest quality.

"That's it?" Erina Nagikiri picked up a Santoku knife and fiddled with it curiously over and over again.

"Do you want to try a knife?"

Looking at Erina Nagikiri's curious baby's appearance, Li Xiang suggested with a smile.

"Really? Since you're asking me to try, I'm going to give it a try. ”

"It's okay, the kitchen knife is meant to be used to cut ingredients, so I can try it on the spot and see if there are any awkward spots, and I can fine-tune the shape and weight of the knife now."

Li Xiang took a wooden cutting board, and put a radish borrowed from Fujimaru's house on the cutting board to test the knife.

Erina Nagikiri held the knife in her right hand, and her wrist shook slightly. Since it was a knife that Li wanted to make for himself, the weight of the knife was much heavier than that of ordinary kitchen knives, and Erina Nagikiri had some difficulty picking it up.

The blade effortlessly sank into the skin of the turnip, cutting it in two.

"It's a pretty sharp kitchen knife. It's just a little heavy. ”

The first cut was made, and Erina Nagi said.

After getting used to it for a while, Erina Nagikiri became familiar with the feel of the knife in her hand, and the speed of the knife began to gradually become faster. The sound of the dense blades hitting the board is endless.

Smoothly, the radish was cut into thin slices from head to tail.

Taking the homemade Santoku knife in Erina Nagikiri's hand, Li Xiang looked at the position of the blade of the knife and carefully checked whether it was worn.

"There is no obvious damage, and it seems that the retention of the blade is not bad."

No matter what kind of knife it is, because the steel is sharpened very thin at the edge, the material at the edge will always wear out slowly, the difference is only how fast it wears.

And the length of time a knife can maintain its sharpness is retention.

Generally speaking, the thinner the knife, the sharper it is to use and the easier it is to wear out. Conversely, the tougher and thicker the knife, the blunt it will be, but the less likely it will be to wear out.

"Oh? Are you done yet? ”

At this time, an old man with a serious face and a somewhat rickety back walked in. It is the manager of "Fujimaru Blades" Fujimaru Ryuma.

The old man looked at Li Xiang's works on the table from a distance, and after only one glance, a fine light flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes.

"Young man, is this your work? Can...... Let me take a look, old man? ”

"Of course, please."

Li wanted to make up a little space, and Fujimaru walked over to the workbench and took out reading glasses from his bosom that hung a rope around his neck.

"It's a beautiful pattern. It is completely different from the 'earth muscle' formed by folding and forging. Interestingly, the forging technique is so precise and sophisticated, it is unbelievable that this is the handiwork of a young man. ”

Fujimaru glanced at Li Xiang meaningfully and said, "Young man, if I didn't know that you were the one brought by Senzaemon, I would definitely let you stay as my closed disciple." ”

Li Xiang said with some trouble: "The old gentleman laughed, but my ambition is actually to be a chef, although I do like the craft of forging, but there is still no way to ......."

Fujimaru Ruwa waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, old man, I'm just talking about playing, you don't have to take it to heart." ”

"There are still a lot in common between cooking skills and iron, young people can play a good iron, presumably your chef's skills must not be bad, Senzaemon has a good idle chess, there is a chance, I will talk to Senzaemon."

Erina Nagikiri: "Mr. Ryowa, what do you mean ......?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing, it's just a bad old man's self-talk, don't take it to heart."

Fujimaru Ruwa shook his head and didn't understand the words, turned around and walked out, and before leaving, he looked at Li Xiang deeply.

"It's ......"

Erina Nagikiri's heart is full of question marks.

"Grandpa does often say things that people don't understand, and you don't have to care. Sometimes I couldn't understand what my grandfather was trying to say. It's not too early now, if the two of you have nothing to do, it's better to go back and rest early. ”

Fujimaru Rukazu's grandson said with a helpless smile.

On the way back to Nagikiri's house, Li Xiang took out something from his jacket pocket and handed it to Erina Nagikiri, who was sitting on the side.

Erina Nagikiri took the item in Li Xiang's hand suspiciously, and her hand was cold, and she asked:

"What is this?"

"After I had just made three knives and some leftover scraps, I made a butterfly knife, and Miss Erina helped me a lot, so I thought it would be a gift in return."

Li Xiang explained.

Erina Nagikiri looked at the cold metal object in his hand, and sure enough, it was the same as Li Xiang said, a butterfly knife made of patterned steel throughout, with a graceful arc on the blade, and was tucked in the middle by two hollow metal handles, usually a rectangular body that even looked a little like a metal lighter, but turning the two halves of the handle 180 degrees can reveal the blade inside.

In addition to the cloud-like Muhammad pattern of the patterned steel, the handle of the knife is also engraved with a line of characters, written in French, "Fog Moon".

"Since it's to return the favor, then I'll accept it, but you don't really have to take it to heart, in fact, grandpa is like this for people who are talented in cooking. And the elimination rate of Yuanyue is very high, and the educational concept pursued by grandpa is 'competition'. So in the end you may even be expelled from school. ”

Erina Nagikiri put the butterfly knife given by Li Xiang into the small storage box on the car.

"By the way, Emiya, why do you also learn from Scarlet Sako, you don't have to call me Miss, you can just call me by name normally. Alas, forget it, I'm used to it, you two can call me whatever you like. ”

Erina was obviously broken: "The entrance ceremony of the far moon is just three days later, according to the custom, the transfer students and transfer students of the far month have to make a short speech at the entrance ceremony, Emiya, you have just come to Japan, remember to prepare for the last few days." Don't be embarrassed in front of the public? ”

Li Xiang nodded with a relaxed face: "No problem, my language level has improved a lot recently, and with so much time to prepare, there must be no problem." ”