Sure enough, not far away, there was a thatched house, and the sound of striking iron came from the location of the thatched house. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Lu Yizhong drove the carriage on, gradually approaching the thatched house, only to hear the sound of striking iron getting louder and louder, and he woke Xia Xiyun up.

Xia Xiyun looked sleepy, rubbed his eyes, looked up and looked around, "It's almost dark, and I can sleep for so long when I sleep." "I guess it's an iron striker in front of me," and yawned twice.

"The sound of striking iron so loudly must be the sound of striking iron. Lu Yizhong said with a smile.

Xia Xiyun twisted Lu Yizhong's arm vigorously, "Okay, you dare to make fun of me." ”

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts"

The carriage stopped next to the thatched house, and Lu Yizhong looked sideways and saw a big man wearing a gray-white cotton coat with strong muscular arms, and he was constantly beating with a hammer in front of the stove. The carbon in the stove burned vigorously, and several half-finished iron parts were heated in the fire.

The big man who struck the iron sometimes pulled the bellows, and sometimes used the clamp to clamp the red-hot iron pieces and beat vigorously on the iron-striking platform.

Lu Yizhong looked at the hoes, rakes, sickles, etc., all of which were iron tools used by the croppers he was familiar with, and got out of the carriage and walked to the stove, "I want to sample something, master." ”

The big man who struck iron looked up at Lu Yizhong, "Did you bring the materials?"

Lu Yizhong took out three oolong silk storage plates from his pocket and gently placed them on the edge of the stove, "Do you build a sword?"

The big man who struck iron looked at Lu Yizhong with straight eyes: "You are a martial artist?"

Lu Yizhong said: "I am not a person who learns martial arts, I want to use a weapon to defend myself when I go out for my own safety." ”

The big man who struck iron said disdainfully, "I only build farm tools, not weapons." ”

Lu Yizhong pondered for a while, and then said, "Then build a sickle." ”

"I want a sickle, I sell it here, you can just buy one," the big man pointed to the farm tools above the stove.

Lu Yizhong pushed the storage plate of the three oolong wires in front of the big man who struck iron, "The materials are different. ”

The big man who struck iron picked up a storage plate of oolong silk, looked at it carefully, and then pulled the buckle and pulled out a foot-long oolong wire.

"Be careful with your hands. Lu Yizhong said eagerly, afraid that the big man who struck iron would be injured by the oolong silk.

The big man who struck the iron wrapped the pulled out oolong wire in the storage plate, weighing "the material is too hard, and the processing is very difficult, and it costs five taels of silver." "Five fingers out.

"It's so expensive, it only costs ten copper plates to buy a sickle. Lu Yizhong said and thought for a while, "Okay, five taels is five taels." I'm going to get the sickle tomorrow morning. ”

"Add five taels more," said the big man who struck iron.

Lu Yizhong touched his pocket and smiled bitterly, "Can it be just five taels, I only have so much." ”

I heard Xia Xiyun say, "I still have some silver taels."

Lu Yizhong looked back at Xia Xiyun, caught the cloth bag thrown over, took out another five taels of silver from his pocket, and put it on the stove.

The big man who struck iron picked up the silver and put it in his pocket, "Ten taels of silver, no blade." Then he pushed the storage tray of the three oolong wires into the fire.

Lu Yizhong led the horse and parked the carriage on the other side of the thatched house. got into the carriage and entered the carport with Xia Xiyun. He sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and he comprehended the Three Absolute Palm Techniques.

It was getting dark, and soon there was the sound of banging, and a little later the bellows twitching, and so on and so forth.

The next morning, there was no sound of banging and bellows twitching. Lu Yizhong helped Xia Xiyun get out of the carriage and walked to the stove. I saw that the fire in the stove had been extinguished, and the big man who was striking iron was leaning on the iron platform and snoring, snoring in his mouth, and his right hand was naturally placed on the ground, holding an unfinished sickle in his hand.

"Master, it's dawn. Lu Yizhong raised his voice and shouted, "The master of iron." ”

The master of the iron opened his eyes sleepily, yawned a few times, and slowly stood up, "Why is it dawn." ”

Lu Yizhong clenched his fists and said, "The master can build the sickle under it."

The big man who struck iron put the sickle on the stove, "Add two taels of silver, as my compensation, I will probably have to rest for more than ten days before I can work." "Spread your hands. I saw that my palms were full of blood blisters.

Lu Yizhong took out five taels of silver and put it on the stove, it was not easy to make a living, "Thank you master for your hard work all night, I will give three taels of silver to thank the master." ”。

The big man who struck iron picked up the silver and put it in his pocket to say "thank you", and fell to the ground with his back to the sky and continued to sleep, snoring loudly in his mouth.

Lu Yizhong picked up the sickle and couldn't laugh or cry, where does this look like a sickle, it is beaten into a crescent shape, and the handle has not yet been created. And the position of the knife edge has not been hit at all, and I want to wake up the big man who strikes iron, but after thinking about it, forget it. "This big man sleeps like a dead pig, and he won't wake up even if he hits him twice." Lying outside and falling asleep, if the money on his body is stolen by passers-by, his efforts will not be in vain. So he took the big man and went into the thatched house, and when he came out, he closed the door.

Helped Xia Xiyun to get into the carriage, and drove the carriage slowly towards Fengming Town.

Lu Yizhong handed the scythe to Xia Xiyun next to him, "This scythe doesn't seem to look like much." ”

Xia Xiyun took the sickle and snorted, "This really doesn't look like a sickle, but the blacksmith spent a night of hard work, and his physical strength was overdrawn, so he could only make it look like this." ”

"Since it is a storage plate for oolong silk, it should be very hard. I've checked the storage tray of the oolong silk, and there are no traces of the oolong silk on it, and if you create a weapon, it should be easy to cut off the oolong silk. "Pick up the thing in Xia Xiyun's hand that looks like a sickle, but it's rough and black" It's this blade, it's too thick. "Pointing to the inside of the scythe" If you have a little more time, you might be able to sharpen the blade. ”

"Since it's so hard, how long will it take? Xia Xiyun said.

"Well, when you have time, grind slowly. Lu Yizhong put the sickle in his sleeve.

After a few hours, the sound of running water was heard. Lu Yizhong stopped the carriage and helped Xia Xiyun get out of the carriage.

Xia Xiyun was puzzled, "Why do you get out of the car?"

"Go wash and look at your ankles, it's better. Lu Yizhong hunched over and walked towards the river with Xia Xiyun on his back.

I heard Xia Xiyun say, "My feet don't hurt as much as before." ”

After arriving at the river, he helped Xia Xiyun to a stone and sat down. Lu Yizhong gently lifted her right foot, untied the strip of cloth wrapped around the outside, and removed the herbs applied to her ankle. I saw that the swelling was not as bad as before. Touching it lightly, Xia Xiyun didn't cry out in pain. Then pour water to wash off the stains on her ankles. Squatted down and looked at it.

Xia Xiyun also looked left and right, "What do you see"