Immediately, Wang Jinghui put the unfinished sword blank into cold water and quenched it.

With a "bang", the sword blank quickly cooled, forming a hard surface. After the quenching was completed, Wang Jinghui took the sword blank out of the water and placed it on the anvil.

"If all goes well, the next step is sanding and carving."

"And then, a sharp, strong, and powerful sword was born?" Tang Xiaowan said excitedly.

"That's right, it's born, what a cute little sister, hahaha!"

Hearty laughter rang out suddenly.

Although the time is limited and the process has been omitted a lot, Tang Xiaowan is still full of admiration and admiration for Wang Jinghui's exquisite forging skills.

"Big brother, you're just ......"

Before she finished speaking, Tang Xiaowan hurriedly stopped, she remembered what Leng Lingxiao had said, and resolutely couldn't praise other men in front of him, otherwise the consequences would be very serious.

Although Wang Jinghui belongs to his grandfather's generation and is 65 years old, he is also a man.

Huahua, I guess you're going to be upset, right?

In the face of Tang Xiaoxuan's desire to speak again, Wang Jinghui seemed to see something, looked sideways at Leng Lingxiao, and coughed lightly at him.

The tacit understanding between men is indeed very high.

Leng Lingxiao immediately smiled and said, "Brother Wang should be strong and strong, and he has run this place really well!" ”

"After all, I founded this factory single-handedly, and I relied on it to build my family back then, and I have feelings." Wang Jinghui replied meaningfully.

Indeed, the equipment produced by Jinghui Knife Factory is of very high quality and enjoys a good reputation throughout the country, making a lot of money for Wang Jinghui, and making him soon the richest man in Huangcheng.

"Is that little tool of mine also made here?" Tang Xiaowan asked curiously.

"No, it's in Qingcheng."

"You also have a knife factory in Qingcheng?"

Wang Jinghui shook his head and said with a smile: "At most, it is a small workshop, which is one size and very small than the old man Cui knife shop in Jincheng." ”

"Wow, you actually run back and forth in three places, you really like cosplaying!"

Wang Jinghui laughed heartily after hearing this.

……

It was five o'clock in the afternoon after visiting the tool factory, and Leng Lingxiao was very grateful to Wang Jinghui for his warm hospitality, and suggested that the three of them get together.

However, people ate too much for lunch, and finally had to retreat to the next best thing and drink afternoon tea instead.

So, they went to a tea restaurant.

The decoration of the store here is simple, fashionable and atmospheric, with wooden tables and chairs, and retro chandeliers giving people a warm and comfortable feeling.

In particular, the walls of the restaurant are covered with old-fashioned photographs that record the century-old history and changes of this tea restaurant. Each photo is full of stories, as if telling the beautiful memories of each guest's relationship with the café.

In the center of the restaurant, there is also a small stage with a black grand piano on it.

They chose a window position.

After sitting down, the waiter served a plate of delicate snacks and corresponding tea.

Here are a few of Wang Jinghui's favorite refreshments: green tea madeleine, black tea date cake, salty peanut crisp, black plum cake, etc.

They are all very traditional Chinese refreshments that are great for the elderly.

In addition, there are: tiramisu, French puffs, strawberry mousse cake, macarons, etc., and these are Tang Xiaowan's favorites.

"Brother Leng Xian, it's very sweet!"

"Order it on the way to save time." Leng Lingxiao coughed lightly twice and replied.

"Oh, I mean, that's good."

Wang Jinghui nodded with satisfaction, he did it on purpose, just to say it to Tang Xiaowan.

In fact, as soon as he entered the door, he found a clue, this tea restaurant is very famous in Huangcheng, but at this time, there are few customers, only two tables, and he suspects that it was chartered by Leng Lingxiao.

The three of them drank tea and chatted at the same time.

During this period, Tang Xiaowan also asked Wang Jinghui a lot of knowledge about forging swords.

But what she didn't know was that Leng Lingxiao's parents also came, and at this moment, two old men in disguise were looking at her from time to time.

"Hello sir, what do you need?" The waiter asked respectfully with the menu.

Seeing that her husband Leng Jiangping was a little hesitant, Mrs. Leng immediately smiled and said, "A pot of Longjing, a shrimp dumpling, and a sweet peanut crisp, as well as tiramisu and ......."

When ordering, Mrs. Leng didn't even look at the menu, she just ordered blindly, after all, they didn't come for afternoon tea.

"Okay ma'am, please wait."

After a short time, the waiter put everything on order, and said with a smile, "Sir, ma'am, please use it slowly." ”

"Good, good, thank you."

However, Leng Jiangping looked at the refreshments in front of him but didn't have the slightest appetite, his mind was all on Tang Xiaowan and Leng Lingxiao.

A magazine became a prop for his voyeurism.

"I haven't seen it for a few years, it's changed so much, look at that little appearance, the food is fragrant, when to bring it home, it's so cute!"

Mrs. Leng glanced at her husband and couldn't help laughing when she saw him so nervous.

"Look at you, what are you nervous about, we are here to see our daughter-in-law, not to be thieves, relax and relax, you won't recognize it."

"Yes, yes, I saw you last time."

Madame Leng smiled and shook her head, then got up and went to the center of the restaurant.

"Everyone, excuse me, today is a very important day for our old couple, so I take the liberty to ask, which friend can play the piano, can you play a song?"

She deliberately glanced at the audience, expecting her son to take the initiative to stand up and perform well.

However, Leng Lingxiao did not move at all.

He's angry, angry at his parents' self-inflicted assertions, and he shouldn't have appeared so clearly.

At this moment, Wang Jinghui was drinking tea, and suddenly heard Mrs. Leng's voice, and hurriedly looked sideways, everyone is a person with a head and a face in Huangcheng, who would not know anyone.

Hey, it's really pitiful for the hearts of parents all over the world!

No wonder there is no need to put an elegant private room, the feelings are premeditated.

Okay, then I'll be a good person to the end.

"Brother Leng Xian, I remember ......" After hearing Leng Lingxiao's two light coughs, Wang Jinghui immediately changed his words, "I remember a celebrity once said that the piano is the instrument that can best express emotions, but unfortunately I can't, it's a pity!" ”

After the words fell, Tang Xiaowan straightened up and said loudly: "Auntie, if you and Uncle don't dislike it, I can try to play it." ”

Wang Jinghui: The children can be taught!

Leng Lingxiao: Do you want to play children's songs?

At this moment, Mrs. Leng was directly full of appreciation, thinking that Tang Xiaojuan was not only smart, kind, but also very courageous as her son said.

"Thank you, little girl!"

"You're welcome, it's good if you don't dislike it."

"No, no, Auntie is so happy!" Mrs. Leng said with a smile and returned to her seat.

After glancing at Leng Lingxiao, Tang Xiaowan slowly walked towards the grand piano, and just a few random auditions, and it officially began.

A sweet smile blooms instantly!

Leng Lingxiao's heart seemed to be grabbed by something, he sweated for Tang Xiaowan very much, and was always ready to rush to the rescue.

(End of chapter)