Erha crouched down and pressed the button in the lower part of the forge with his hand, making a series of crashing sounds.

An opening opened in the middle of the forge, and crimson molten iron gushed out of the mouth and trickled into the metal barrel.

The internal structure of the forging furnace is like an inclined lotus leaf, and the molten iron is like water, which cannot stay on the surface of the lotus leaf and slides down directly.

The scorching red light hit Erha's face, he unhurriedly lifted the metal bucket, skillfully put the metal bucket into the cooling pool, the barrel made a "zizi" sound, and wisps of light smoke flew to a high place.

Tang Shang stared at the metal barrel in the cooling pool, his expression was slightly nervous, and his hand inadvertently touched his hair.

A puddle of molten iron in a metal drum is cooled by a cooling tank and gradually solidifies into shape, either silver or ash.

Erha took advantage of the fact that the molten iron had not yet completely solidified and was glowing with a faint red light, he directly lifted the barrel, buckled it on the forging table, took the scale, weighed it, compared the data information with the drawings, nodded slightly, and continued to look at the drawings.

Tang Shang looked at Erha's meticulous appearance, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he felt that his baby could "come back to life" nine times out of ten.

Erha began to hammer, his thick arms full of muscles, lifted the huge metal hammer, and slashed at the fine iron mass.

Under the hammer of the metal, the fine iron mass gradually becomes compact from loose, and the surface color of the fine iron mass begins to shine a little, and then becomes long and flat.

According to the drawings, Erha hammered the fine iron more than a dozen times, and the hammered fine iron regiment probably had the appearance of a sword, and the repair work was almost completed.

"It's, it's great, my 'baby' has finally come back from the dead. Tang Shang clapped his hands on the side, and almost choked on saliva when he spoke.

Erha heard Tang Shang's strange cheers, and instead of looking back at this stupid boy's face full of spring breeze, he continued his work at hand.

After the fine iron regiment has been "tempered by thousands of hammers" in Erha, the sword body is basically finalized, and the hilt is processed a little before it can be completed.

Erha looked at the drawings again, took out all kinds of professional tools from his trouser pocket, and carved them in detail on the hilt of the sword.

"Well, okay. Erha presented the brand-new fine iron sword to Tang Shang.

Tang Shang took the sword and looked at it carefully, it was much newer than before, the silver light was shining, exuding a metallic luster that belonged to fine iron, the sword body was sharp, and the texture was more comfortable.

Erha looked at Tang Shang who was stunned silently for a moment, then turned around and left, doing other things, leaving the ecstatic Tang Shang in the small room.

Tang Shang's eyes were filled with tears, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he stroked the texture of the sword hilt, feeling the residual warmth of the sword body.

"Eh, I said how long are you going to stay in there, little brother. Tang Cheng looked at Erha and didn't see Tang Shang after he came out, and shouted in a rough voice.

"That's it, Senior Brother Shang, it's so stuffy inside, why are you staying inside?" Tang Yuan echoed.

Tang Shang heard their voices before he turned back from his joy, wiped a handful of tears, and pulled his sword back into its scabbard.

"This is coming out, where is Uncle Erha?" Tang Shang didn't see Erha, shouted outside, and then ran out in a hurry.

After he ran out, he felt the temperature drop a lot, and he felt a cool breeze blowing on his body, which was very pleasant.

Tang Yuan and Tang Cheng looked at Tang Shang's frizzy appearance, and they couldn't help laughing.

"Uncle Erha is really powerful, he repaired the sword in less than an hour, and I was greatly impressed by his skillful operation. Tang Shang touched the scabbard and said.

"Awesome is awesome, Uncle Tang Cheng is the only craftsman in the family, he just didn't make a move, if he does, you will be surprised. Tang Yuan clapped his hands and said to Tang Shang.

"Where, where, the craftsman is just a craftsman, what a tooth. Tang Cheng said modestly.

Tang Shang put away his sword on the side and looked at Tang Wu with a curious expression, Tang Cheng immediately felt that the whole person was not good.

"Then Uncle Tang Cheng will tell us some things about the martial arts. Tang Shang asked.

"Martial artists, who are specially born to build weapons, they have ranks, and the level standards are determined according to the level of forging, and they are divided into four grades from top to bottom. Tang Cheng said carefully.

Tang Cheng looked at the curious appearance of the two children, his expression pretended to be mysterious, and he continued: "Master Craftsman, who can forge fine metal artifacts, belongs to the highest authority in the martial arts world. ”

"A craftsman can forge metal objects that contain only ten or three impurities. ”

"A craftsman can forge metal objects that contain only five impurities. ”

"The craftsman is the lowest level of forging among the martial artists, and he can roughly refine some ordinary metals, and Erha is a craftsman. ”

Tang Cheng finished speaking in one breath, took a deep breath, and looked at Tang Yuan and the others.

"In this way, Uncle Tang Cheng, you are a craftsman, which means that your forging level is extraordinary. After listening to Tang Cheng's words, Tang Shang said with a surprised expression.

"That is, Uncle Tang Cheng is the pride of the Tang family. Tang Yuan said brightly.

"I just focused on forging for many years and with the support of the head of my family, so there's nothing to brag about. "Tang Cheng is still modest.

"We martial arts craftsmen do not seek fame and fortune, but for forging wholeheartedly, excellence, meticulous completion of the entire forging process, this is ingenuity, we have been maintaining an eternal ingenuity. Tang Cheng said with a serious expression.

Tang Yuan and the others thought in their hearts, no wonder Erha didn't listen to things outside the window when he worked, it turned out that he had an ingenuity, and as a martial artist, he had to pursue the ultimate and pursue perfection.

Tang Shang subconsciously touched his fine iron sword, thinking about the ingenuity that Tang Cheng said, he suddenly had an inexplicable impulse in his heart.

"Uncle Tang Cheng, do you still need people in the martial arts shop?" Tang Shang asked.

"If you want to come, you are always welcome, and by the way, you must ask your father and mother for permission first. Tang Cheng said with a smile.

Tang Yuan felt a little stunned, it was a perennial high temperature here, and if he moved casually here, he could sweat profusely, he really didn't understand why Tang Shang wanted to be a martial artist, anyway, he didn't want to stay here for a long time.

"Uncle Tang Cheng, I'll go home and ask my father and mother if they agree. After Tang Shang finished speaking, he straightened his collar.

Tang Yuan looked outside through the window, and the night had completely covered the earth.

"Twilight, Uncle Tang Cheng, then we take our leave. Tang Yuan said to Tang Cheng while tugging at the corner of Tang Shang's clothes.

"With a light, the road is dark. After Tang Cheng finished speaking, he turned his head and entered a room, carrying a mini lantern and handing it to Tang Yuan.

After Tang Yuan thanked him, he put on the lamp and walked forward in the darkness with Tang Shang.

"You have time to come to my uncle's meeting. Tang Cheng shouted in the direction they had left.

"Definitely, definitely. Tang Yuan turned back and responded to Tang Cheng.

On the way home, Tang Yuan's empty stomach rang, he touched his deflated stomach helplessly, looked at Tang Shang embarrassedly, and continued to move forward.

Tang Shang heard Tang Yuan's hungry voice, looked at him expressionlessly, and didn't laugh at him.

Tang Shang himself was also hungry, but his stomach was more obedient than Tang Yuan's, so he didn't call it out.

The two walked in silence under the light of the ever-bright lamp, and then returned to their homes.

After Tang Shang returned home, he was beaten by his family, not because the sword was broken, but because he returned home too late.

Tang Yuan is much better than Tang Shang, he is separated from his father, his mother died at an early age, and there is only him and his maid Youcao in the family, so he is not reprimanded.

Tang Yuan and Tang Shang were feasting after they arrived home.

After Tang Yuan bathed and changed clothes, he took out the "Eighty Chapters of Ancient Texts", studied under the lamp, and gradually became a little sleepy, and began to meditate.