Du Wu smiled, showing his little tiger teeth, but he didn't say much, walked straight to the blacksmith, handed the chicken leg to the old blacksmith, but he grabbed the wine gourd, pulled out the stopper, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed deeply, revealing an intoxicated look.

Said

"Master, this chicken leg doesn't match with good wine, and the taste should be reduced by three points" After that, he mentioned the wine gourd and poured a few big sips.

It's also strange to say that the big wine gourd weighing dozens of catties is like nothing in Du Wu's hands. The old blacksmith laughed and scolded

"Bah, you know what good wine is, the thousand-day drunkenness in the capital, tsk" Du Wu heard this, and thought to himself

"If you are drunk for a thousand days, you will definitely taste it in the coming day. Today, let's drink the local wine brewed by the people of this village first. Thinking about it, he raised the wine gourd again and poured a few sips.

The blacksmith scolded

"Leave some for Lao Tzu" scolded, but the corners of his eyes were full of kindness. The old and young sat on the ground, one person and one chicken leg, you grabbed the gourd and poured two mouthfuls, and I grabbed the gourd and poured two mouthfuls.

In a few moments, the two chicken thighs were gone. The wine gourd was also half empty. Du Wu's face was red, lying on his back on the straw mat on the ground, his head resting on the old blacksmith's thigh.

Fall asleep. In his sleep, he was still smiling innocently, revealing the little tiger teeth on his lips. The old blacksmith squinted his drunken eyes, looked at the pretty face of the little girl by the dim candlelight, leaned his body on the wine gourd, and remembered the time when he first met Du Wu.

It was the fifth year he had come to Dujia Village, and one day, Du Saburo came to his blacksmith shop to get the finished farm tools, followed by a little girl.

The girl was wearing two pigtails and red ropes, and when she saw the old blacksmith, she laughed innocently.

Du Saburo said

"Wu'er, call Grandpa Wu" The blacksmith knew that the girl's name was Du Wu. Du Wu shouted happily

"Grandpa Wu, hello" has a loud voice. The old blacksmith frowned slightly, because he had an ugly face and dozens of scars on his face, and ordinary little children ran away when they saw him, and no child was not afraid of him at all like Du Wu.

Because of this, the old blacksmith never wandered around the village, and this was the first time he had seen Du Saburo's daughter.

Du Saburo said with a smile

"Give your mother's chicken to Grandpa Wu" Du Wu heard this, and hurriedly took out the fat chicken wrapped in oil paper in the basket behind his back and handed it to the old blacksmith.

The old blacksmith was not polite, took out the fat chicken, tore off the two chicken legs, took the wine gourd, and drank and ate the chicken.

Du Wu looked interesting and asked

"Grandpa, what are you drinking?" Du Saburo scolded,

"Don't be unreasonable," the old blacksmith waved his hand,

"It's okay, baby, do you want to take a sip" Then he handed the wine gourd to Du Wu, Du Wu reached out and took it, raised his head and took a sip.

The old blacksmith was very surprised, the wine gourd was full of wine, at least dozens of catties, and it was fluttering in Du Wu's hands.

Before Du Saburo could stop him, Du Wu had already taken a big sip. wanted to drink again, Du Sanlang hurriedly snatched the wine gourd and returned it to the old blacksmith.

The old blacksmith laughed out loud

"This baby has a temper with me, but it's a pity that it's a female baby, otherwise it's not bad to accept you as an apprentice," Du Wu pouted

"What's wrong with the female baby, the female baby is not as good as the male baby, and the male baby who is as big as me in the village is not as strong as me," the blacksmith wondered

"If there is such a thing, try to see if you can pick up my hammer to strike iron, and I will believe you when I pick it up" said a finger, Du Wu walked over, only to see an iron hammer standing on the ground in front of the house, with the hammer head down and the hammer handle up.

The hammerhead is the size of a pumpkin. Du Wu grabbed the handle of the hammer with both hands and lifted it up. The blacksmith said

"This hammer ranks third in weight among the blacksmiths of the Five Kingdoms, and it is made of the cold iron of the East China Sea fused with the gold of the heavens, weighing three hundred and sixty catties. It is quite laborious for ordinary strong men to pick it up, you are a female baby, and you are only six or seven years old, how to lift it" I didn't stop thinking about it, but when I saw Du Wuhe, his little face bulged, and he really lifted the hammer off the ground, so he knew that this child was born with divine power.

Hurriedly walked over and took the hammer and put it on the ground. Said

"You're not a bad baby, I can take you as an apprentice, but I don't know if your father and mother can be willing to do it" Du Wu was overjoyed when he heard this

"Grandpa, great, my father and mother must be happy too," Du Saburo heard this

"Uncle Wu, this child has not been like a girl since she was a child, she doesn't like needlework, she is seven years old this year, I don't like to teach her to read and write, she only likes to dance with the hoe and rake at home every day, if she really likes to learn some skills from Uncle Wu, it is a good thing, her mother must be happy to be tight, just bothering Uncle Wu" The old blacksmith smiled

"Don't bother, I'm very boring alone, it's rare that someone is willing to accompany my old man, don't underestimate my blacksmith's craft, I've learned it, and I'm not hungry wherever I go" said and looked around, but there was a sense of contempt.

From that day on, Du Wu learned to make iron with the old blacksmith. Later, every time Du Sanlang cooked chickens at home, Sanniang would always secretly wrap two chicken legs and ask Du Wu to give them to the old blacksmith to eat.

The old blacksmith's wine gourd was also emptying faster and faster. The villagers thought that Uncle Wu's alcohol consumption had risen again, but who knew that there was a little drunkard.