iron ore

Suddenly hearing this thing popping out of Ma Shuo's mouth, Qi Jing's eyes immediately widened, and the thing in his hand even fell to the ground at once.

"What are you looking for iron ore for?"

"Get Mark a decent weapon!" Ma Shuo replied without the slightest hesitation.

"You know how to make weapons?" Qi Jing was even more incredible.

"Try it, it's always possible!" Ma Shuo, hey, hey, a pleasure.

"Try—okay—" Hearing Ma Shuo actually say to try, Qi Jing was a little helpless. However, in the end, she agreed to be with Ma Shuo.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, the two set off with Dahong. Two people have a horse, so naturally there is no way to ride a horse. Therefore, Da Hong's main task is to carry two large back baskets, which are ready to hold iron ore when the time comes.

For safety reasons, Ma Shuo also put a bow and several feather arrows in the back basket. However, most of these feathered arrows were bone clusters, and only one was an iron arrow, the one that had been dug out of the big red buttocks. In addition, Ma Shuo also brought a machete.

Considering that he might come back later, Ma Shuo also prepared some food and water.

The valley was about seven or eight miles away from the village, and the two of them walked one foot high and one foot low, and finally arrived here after walking for half an hour. The vegetation in the valley is not very high, and many places are bare. Ma Shuo took Qi Jing and led Da Hong directly in.

According to Ma Shuo's memory, the place where the iron ore exists should be more inside, but because of the long time, the specific location is not very accurate.

Groping all the way, all the way forward.

Finally, after entering the valley for more than twenty miles, Ma Shuo found his target. The color of the rocks on this side is obviously different from other places, and it is dark red. Not only that, but the place is even more inhospitable, and there is not even a dwarf grass.

Seeing this red stone, a smile finally appeared on Ma Shuo's face.

After approaching, Ma Shuo squatted down, carefully examined the stones in front of him, and knocked here and there with the tools he brought, looking very professional. Looking at Ma Shuo's movements, Qi Jing was also a little curious, but judging from Ma Shuo's expression, Qi Jing knew that Ma Shuo should have found the so-called iron ore.

It's just that Qi Jing is curious about how Ma Shuo is going to get iron out of these iron ores, and he also wants to make them into weapons. Qi Jing was actually a little skeptical about this.

There is a lot of iron ore, and even more valuable, a lot of it is open-air. Ma Shuo picked and chosen, and easily filled the two back baskets. The iron ore on the two back baskets is indeed not light, but Dahong's physique is not bad, and he doesn't show any effort at all.

When the iron ore came back, it had already collapsed. Although the main labor force was Dahong, Ma Shuo and Qi Jing were a little tired after walking all the way. Therefore, the two did not do anything else that day.

After coming back, I had a good night's rest. The next day, Ma Shuo and Qi Jing led Da Hong and brought the two large baskets of high-quality iron ore to the only blacksmith's house in the village. The old blacksmith was also from the border army, and he injured his leg in the big battle and walked with a limp. The old blacksmith had been in the village for a long time, and in Ma Shuo's memory, when he began to have memories, the old blacksmith was in the village. Of course, the old blacksmith at that time was still a young man in his early thirties, and because of his injuries, the whole person appeared to be much older than his actual age.

Counting it, the old blacksmith at this time is also nearly fifty years old. Because of the long-term ironwork, the old blacksmith's physical fitness is still very good, with muscle bumps, black and red skin, and wrinkles on his face, like a knife carving.

The old blacksmith doesn't have much work, mainly to make some farming tools for the villagers, and at the same time, he will also create some regular weapons for the hunting team.

"Uncle Tie! Busy! The people in the village didn't know what the old blacksmith's real name was, so they simply called him Lao Tie. Ma Shuo is a junior, so naturally he can't be called that, so he has to call the other party Uncle Tie. The old blacksmith didn't talk much, and when Ma Shuo and the others came, he was just about to start work, and the stove had already risen. Hearing Ma Shuo's voice, he just raised his head slightly, and then began to pick up the things in his hand again.

"Uncle Tie, I want you to help me build a weapon. I've already drawn it. Iron ore, I'm ready too. Look, is there anything else needed? Knowing the old blacksmith's temper, Ma Shuo didn't talk nonsense, and said straight to the point.

"Stone, put it there! Figure, I'll look at it later! The old blacksmith was succinct and to the point.

"Great!"

Ma Shuo immediately worked with Qi Jing to get the two back baskets off Da Hong's body, and according to the old blacksmith's instructions, poured out the iron ore inside.

"Huh-"

Just as Ma Shuo and the others were pouring the iron ore down, the sound of the iron ore and the iron ore colliding suddenly attracted the attention of the old blacksmith, who raised his head again, and for the first time focused his eyes on the iron ore that Ma Shuo had brought.

Immediately, the old blacksmith threw down the things in his hand, took three steps and two steps, came directly to the side of the iron ore, picked up a piece of iron ore and began to look at it. Looking at the old blacksmith's actions, the corners of Ma Shuo's mouth showed a smile that was really like this, obviously, the old blacksmith's reaction was completely expected by him. Because, these iron ores are carefully selected by Ma Shuo, and they belong to the kind of high quality, and the iron content in them is very high.

The old blacksmith has no other hobbies in his life, and he used to be a frontier soldier, which was forced by life, in fact, his favorite thing was to strike iron. Therefore, for high-quality iron ore, he has a preference that ordinary people cannot understand. The iron ore that Ma Shuo took out easily hooked the old blacksmith's heart.

"Drawings!"

Finally, the old blacksmith became interested in what Ma Shuo wanted to build, and if he could come up with iron ore of this quality, and almost every piece of it, then the thing to be built was definitely not an ordinary thing.

The drawings, Ma Shuo had already prepared. Hearing the old blacksmith's words, Ma Shuo immediately took out the drawings.

"Hmm-"

After a cursory glance, the old blacksmith's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and a light flashed through his eyes, and at the same time, his breathing suddenly became heavy.

"This, you drew it yourself!"

The old blacksmith looked up from the drawing, with a hint of suspicion and curiosity, and at the same time a little excited, and asked Ma Shuo.

"Not bad! I just want to ask Uncle Tie, can this be built? ”