The shopkeeper's love replied: "What do you want to build?" ”

"Rings."

The shopkeeper raised his head, raised an eyebrow, and the mole on his face was driven, not looking like a good person: "Monk, you wear a ring?" ”

"Yes, the poor monk loves excess, so he wears a ring."

The corners of the shopkeeper's mouth twitched: "Choose a style, pay the money, and come back in three days." ”

Zhao Chuanxin said: "The poor monk should observe on the spot. ”

"No." The shopkeeper directly refused.

When it comes to professional technology, it is natural to keep it a secret.

Zhao Chuanxin took out two oceans: "Add money." ”

The shopkeeper sneered, lowered his head, and continued to read the idle book.

Zhao Chuanxin was impatient, and slapped two pieces of ocean on the counter: "Do you take this job?" ”

The shopkeeper's eyelids jumped: "I advise you not to mess with the gold shop." ”

This kind of shop not only makes jewelry, but also recycles gold and silver.

There are often people who come here to sell stolen goods, and it is inevitable that there will be bitter masters who come to the door to ask for explanations.

If there is a trouble, just obediently hand over the thief's stolen goods, then there is no need to open this shop.

There is also the goldsmith stealing materials, and it is common to shorten some gold and silver, and if you are caught, you will suffer a dumb loss.

Even in the 21st century, Zhao Chuanxin was engaged in the trading of cultural jewelry, sometimes buying materials and finding craftsmen to process them, they would steal gold and silver, and they would dare to steal beams and change pillars such as turquoise.

When you encounter a more serious one, you naturally have to settle accounts with them.

Sometimes these craftsmen are more difficult than ruffians.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't say a word, he stretched out his hand and pulled the shopkeeper out of the counter.

The shopkeeper was shocked, and before he reacted, he felt that the clouds were in the fog, and when he looked again, he had already arrived in front of Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin patted the shopkeeper's face: "It's given you face, right?" Ma Yoo took Lao Tzu to find a craftsman. ”

The shopkeeper's color was fierce: "Yesterday, the old man was drinking at the same table with the county lord, you dare to touch me, so that you, a monk, can't get out of Runzhou." ”

Zhao Chuanxin raised his hand and pocketed his arm: "If you dare to threaten again, your death will be beyond your imagination." ”

Half of the shopkeeper's face was swollen and his head was dizzy.

He shouted: "Ah Ping, come out quickly, hit the door!" ”

A young man who was not tall, but stocky, came out of the back hall, with an apron tied around his waist, stains on his face, and a small hammer in his hand, which was specially used to extend gold and silver into pieces and strips.

Ah Ping looked fierce, bared his teeth, and let out a low whine through his throat like a dog.

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised: "Is this child phlegm?" Eat something and don't choke to death. ”

Ping: "......"

Shopkeeper: "......"

Ah Pingdi did not move, a little dazed.

The shopkeeper's anger came from one place: "Ah Ping, what are you waiting for?" ”

Ah Pingdi stomped his feet and bared his teeth again: "Woo woo......"

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the back of the shopkeeper's head and kicked him on the shinbone.

The shopkeeper snorted, his calves were kicked back, and his upper body toppled over, but he was lifted to his braids.

Zhao Chuanxin tugged on the shopkeeper's braid and came to Ah Ping.

Rounded his arms - snap!

Zhao Chuanxin asked with concern: "Ah Ping, are you better?" ”

Ah Ping covered his face, with a look of grievance: "......"

"Are you dumb? What do you ask? ”

Ah Ping pointed to his mouth and shook his head.

It's dumb.

The shopkeeper gave up the struggle, let Zhao Chuanxin pull his hair, and said, "Let go, let go, I'll do it for you." ”

Zhao Chuanxin didn't let go, raised his chin towards Ah Ping, and motioned for him to lead the way.

Later, Zhao Chuanxin saw many familiar tools: flat-headed hammers, round-headed gold hammers, duckbill jewelry hammers, anvils, tweezers, tweezers, crucibles, and various engraving tools.

In addition, there are traditional tools that Zhao Chuanxin does not recognize.

This made Zhao Chuanxin inexplicably feel a sense of intimacy.

He let go of the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper got up from the ground, instinctively wanting to slip away.

Zhao Chuanxin copied his hand: "You run, if you can run out of the gold store, I will lose." If you can't get out, I'll break your two dog's legs. ”

The shopkeeper paused, turned his head, and said with a bitter face, "What do you want?" ”

"I said, you translate for Ah Ping."

It is bound to be strong, the shopkeeper did not dare to resist, nodded indignantly, and said that you will look good later.

Zhao Chuanxin asked: "Ah Ping, I need you to weld something, can you do it?" ”

The shopkeeper gestured as he spoke, and Ah Ping nodded.

Zhao Chuanxin took out the drawings and handed them to Ah Ping to see.

Ah Ping looked at it for a long time, shook his head in confusion, and whined in his mouth.

The shopkeeper said: "Ah Ping said that it is quite difficult, and his skills are not enough. ”

Zhao Chuanxin said: "I will assist you." ”

As he spoke, he took out a gold bar, took the elven carving knife, and carved a ring tire in an almost ghostly instant.

Then he began to carve the dragon head with his mouth open, which was a little slower, but only for Zhao Chuanxin, Ah Ping shocked Zhao Chuanxin into a celestial man.

The shopkeeper pouted: "Show off your skills." ”

He was not convinced, but he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Zhao Chuanxin once vowed to be the "king of men's speed bumps".

Proficient in all kinds of handicrafts.

Except for the fact that he has not engaged in wild survival and wild construction, he has more or less been involved in others.

For some reason, many men love crafts, even if they can't do it themselves, and they like to watch others do it.

Men like to see the mediocre craftsmanship, not to mention Zhao Chuanxin's pinnacle of carving skills.

With the elven carving knife, in carving, he is a god.

After doing this, Zhao Chuanxin began to carve miniature beads again.

This is a bit of a miracle.

I saw that his wrist flicked, the elf carving knife was extended, the steel bar was missing, and there were more steel balls on the table that were much smaller than corn.

This is something that is difficult to achieve at this time, either manually or with industrial technology.

But the shopkeeper was cheap-mouthed and muttered, "What's the big deal, fried beads can also be used." ”

Frying beads is to cut gold and silver filaments into small pieces and blow them with fire to melt them. The solution is then dropped into warm water to form small beads of different sizes. These beads are then glued and welded into a dice pattern or a bead pattern.

The gold and silver handicrafts produced are unusually beautiful, and many people have never seen them. Even Zhao Chuanxin has never seen it.

Zhao Chuanxin ignored the shopkeeper.

Finally, he carved the turquoise stone into a miniature abacus bead with a perforation in the middle.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the parts and said, "Weld these on." ”

Ah Ping had a slap mark on his face, but his eyes were shining, and he nodded violently.

The horizontal flesh is knotted, and the face is pockmarked, but it is full of naivety.

Obviously, the shopkeeper often relies on his face to bluff people, and nine times out of ten in the past, it will work, but today he is unlucky to meet Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin also saw the welding methods of this era.

Originally, there was a foot-pedal bellows connected to a blowpipe with an elbow to control the flame and temperature.

In fact, the principle is very simple, but Zhao Chuanxin, who is used to using spray guns, can't think of this solution.

Zhao Chuanxin was amazed.

Seeing that Ah Ping used the paste made of Baiji, he first glued the place to be welded, then lit the solder, and then used a blowpipe to control the flame to melt the solder for welding.

It's simple, and it works just as well as a spray gun. The flame can be blown into a thin line of fire by the blowpipe, which is very flexible, and can be burned wherever you want, and even Ah Ping's skillful skills can make the flame thinner than the flame of the spray gun.

I'm blanching, Zhao Chuan's salary is served.

Sure enough, there are people outside the people.

In the past, Zhao Chuanxin needed to use a magnifying glass or even a microscope to make such a small object, but Ah Ping didn't need it at all.

Zhao Chuanxin looked next to him, and there was a tired hairpin.

He took a closer look, I blanched, the gold wire was as slender as hair, but coiled, accumulated, welded with various patterns.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the tired silk was very three-dimensional and hollow, and asked in shock: "How did this happen?" ”

The shopkeeper didn't need Ah Ping to say, so he replied: "The charcoal is ground very fine, and the ash plastic tire prepared with Baiqi liquid is tired on the tire, welded, and placed in the fire, and the ash inside is burned, and the remaining silk is formed." ”

He doesn't do anything, but he understands everything.

Zhao Chuanxin gave Ah Ping a thumbs up.

This is a very delicate job, which not only tests the eyesight and hands-on ability, but also requires a lot of patience.

Zhao Chuanxin has also been to jewelry stores in foreign countries, to be honest, foreign craftsmen do not have this level at all. The Queen's jewelry, in terms of skills, Zhao Chuanxin feels that none can compare to this.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at it again and again, and suddenly had an inspiration, took out a pen and paper and drew quickly.

He said, "Ah Ping, let's work together to create a piece of jewelry like this." ”

Ah Ping scratched his head and gestured.

The shopkeeper said, "He said he could do it, but it would take many days to do it." ”

Zhao Chuanxin took out a piece of gold, and the elf carving knife was extended, twisted, and bent into small holes thinner than a hair.

Grabbing the handle of the knife, Zhao Chuanxin pulled an elf carving knife, and countless gold threads thinner than a hair fell on the table that had been pulped.

The shopkeeper was dumbfounded: "This, this, what kind of immortal means is this?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin said lightly: "Without him, only his hands are familiar!" ”

The shopkeeper said in his heart that he believed in your ghost.

Even if others practice for a thousand years, they can't be proficient to this extent.

This is clearly not something that can be done skillfully.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Jin Si, shook his head and said, "It's still too troublesome, it's better like this." ”

With a flick of his wrist, the elven carving knife spiraled like an electric drill down the gold nuggets.

A spring-like gold wire, slightly thinner than a grain of rice, falls on the tabletop.

Ah Ping couldn't breathe anymore.

It's a godly method.

Zhao Chuanxin pulled a few gold wire springs and said, "Later, you will make this fancy welding and inlay this peridot." ”

Ah Ping's chick nodded like a peck.

Zhao Chuanxin has already completed the most troublesome part for him, and the rest is simple.

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the shopkeeper was just watching and would never help.

couldn't help but say, "Damn, you dog thing has no eyesight at all, don't you see that Ah Ping is sweating when he is tired?" Mally, you come to pedal and let Ah Ping concentrate on his work. ”

As soon as the shopkeeper wanted to refute, he saw Zhao Chuanxin holding the elf carving knife and staring at him with malicious intentions, and he hurriedly stepped on the pedal.

That knife is evil, and if you say that cutting iron like mud is burying it.

The shopkeeper thinks it's not a mortal thing, if it is stabbed, it must not scratch the oily skin?

The shopkeeper stepped on the pedal and said to Zhao Chuanxin: "More than 20 years ago, the old man and the county master were both goldsmith apprentices, and it was this furnace that was used. Twenty years later, he became the county lord, and I opened a jewelry shop. Monk, do you know what this means? ”

"What does that mean?" Zhao Chuanxin blinked: "It means that the quality of your stove is good and can be used for more than 20 years?" ”

The "......" shopkeeper vomited blood.

The old man wants to say that he is really familiar with the county lord.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be able to frighten this evil monk, the shopkeeper looked at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, changed his tone, and said with emotion: "We were both apprentices at the beginning, and now he has become a county magistrate, but the old man can only succumb to the lowly industry of craftsmen. ”

not only pretended to be forced, but also reminded Zhao Chuanxin again that he had a great relationship with the county lord.

I hope you don't know what's wrong.

Zhao Chuanxin's face was full of surprise: "Huh? Then why don't you become an official? Because you don't like it? ”

"Poof......

The shopkeeper choked and rolled his eyes.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled faintly.

Old guy, pretending to be forced with Zhao? On the road of pretending to be forced, Lao Tzu can cross the bridge longer than the road you walk!

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin saw that Ah Ping wanted to weld the ring tire and ring face, and hurriedly stopped him: "Wait, there is something to be added here." ”

As he spoke, he took out the cannibal flower throat bone and put it under the mouth of the dragon's head and the turquoise wheel.

"Alright, you're ready to weld."

Ah Ping scratched his head and gestured twice.

The shopkeeper slouched and translated: "He asked what it was for?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin smiled mysteriously: "This ring is called - Dragon Capture Ring." This little bone is like the finishing touch, and when it is installed, the dragon is alive. Be quicker, do a good job of catching the dragon ring, we have to make another tiger ring! ”

The shopkeeper and Ah Ping heard that their faces changed drastically!

(End of chapter)