【Lunch break update】.

"It's done! It's done again! Brother Tuo, it's done again! Look!" craftsman apprentice Gu Xiaoyi shouted happily, pulling out black flat iron bars from the oil, checked them carefully, and handed them to Lin Tuo.

He is the younger brother Lin Tuo deliberately "gets acquaintance" in order to facilitate his stay in the smelting ground!

I am obsessed with creating, but unfortunately my level is not very good.

Maybe it is a matter of talent, or it may be that the master has reserved it. In short, the skills are not the second level, among the elite apprentices responsible for building military armor. Even at the bottom of the smelting ground, ordinary apprentices who use quality five ores to make some ore picks ore hoes and kitchen knives are all at the bottom.

But now, Gu Xiaoyi is thanking the gods and Buddhas all over the sky for sending Lin Tuo to him.

Creating a sword looks simple, it is nothing more than ore dressing, forging, then quenching, and polishing. In fact, the inside is deep. In addition to the monotonous and boring of a hammer forging, there are many other considerations.

Take quenching as an example. The biggest problem is that the forged iron bars are inserted into cold water, and rapid cooling will directly lead to the twisting and cracking of the iron bars.

Those craftsmen who are skillful in forging and practicing the fire and have made them better. Because there are not many quenching, those who are not good at craftsmanship and talent like Gu Xiaoyi can use all their strength to produce ten craftsmanship. Once quenching, they will be twisted and cracked and destroyed, and there will be nine craftsmanship...

How many can they produce in a day?

The real hundreds of refining techniques requires dozens or hundreds of times to be forged back and forth. Even if you have a good strength, your arms will inevitably be bruised and swollen, and it will take several days to complete.

Even if the number of forgings is smaller, fifty forgings, thirty forgings, twenty forgings, ten forgings... every iron bar is the crystallization of the blood and sweat of the craftsmen. Who would have to bear it? Most of the things that have been worked hard to get rid of?

Now, it’s just that the cooling water is changed to oil. The quenching success rate has changed from ten not one to only two broken out of five. How could Gu Xiaoyi not be excited?

"Nothing is strange. The oil is slow to quench and it is not easy to crack. However, the quenching range is relatively small. There is no problem with using it to fight thin swords. If it is a thick knife or other large item, the heart will be soft." Lin Tuo waved his hand.

I thought to myself: If you quench the oil, you will be happy like this. If I take out the double medium to quench, quench the graded quench, and quench the temperature, will your chin not be able to fit? And I also use the most primitive block crafting method here. If you take out the stir-frying method and pouring the steel method, won’t you have to quit on the spot?

I took a few random glances, saw if there were any fine lines distorted under the oil stains, and nodded: "Okay, polish the edges and do it well. If it is done well, I will teach you a few more hands!"

"Okay!" Gu Xiaoyi cheered and inserted the black iron bars into the alkaline water that had been prepared, skillfully washed away the surface oil, dipped it in clean water, and polished it on the whetstone. While watching the yellow and black stains flow down the whetstone, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Brother Tuo, you know so much! Where did you learn all these things?"

Lin Tuo was thinking, and it was two days since he chanted the fish.

For the past two days, he kept thinking about what went wrong? It was because of the artificial performance, and not much tears were flowing. The story of "Shuyuer" and Shuangyan was not touching enough...

After thinking about it, he had no idea, no matter how he used various psychological analysis.

It shouldn't be! Just by your own performance, let alone the reputation of "The Mo Yuer" that has been passed down through the ages, it is enough to bring a stinky poem to a relationship with Liu Hong, who is very famous.

From the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, there are all big and thick men who can stand on their fists and run horses on their arms. Even the prostitutes in Qihonglou are so vulgar and cannot be placed on the table. Lin Tuo has been reconnaissance.

In theory, even if you suddenly see a gentle and elegant person like yourself, even if you don’t immediately treat him as a guest of honor, you should be very polite and be like a soulmate. In the future, you can also drive away the lonely valley.

But... no, no, and even said that I was demented...

While thinking, he instinctively replied: "You can read more books in your daily life!"

Gu Xiaoyi's hand sharpening suddenly shivered, looked up at Lin Tuowu's insane appearance, and said fussfully: "Brother Tuo, don't say that in the future!"

Lin Tuo came back to his senses: "Don't say that? Why do you say..." After thinking for a moment, he understood, "I'll say I'll read more books?"

"Yes." Gu Xiaoyi nodded and looked at Lin Tuo for doubt, "Who dares in this world and who is so embarrassed to say that he has more studies?"

"Don't dare? Sorry?" Lin Tuo Daqi said from ancient times to the present that he turned a blind eye to the things outside the window and focused on reading the books of sages. He had never heard of it. He had even become a mistake after reading too much. He vaguely realized that he had made a common sense mistake, but this mistake was something he had never touched on inquiries from his village.

Gu Xiaoyi nodded confidently: "Reading is useless. One cannot support a family, and the other cannot be fooled. Moreover, the immortals say that if this person reads too many books, his mind will be mixed. If his mind is mixed, he will not be easy to enter the Tao. Not only will he not be easy to enter the Tao, but he will also be easily deviled. I heard that many people who study every year become demons overnight and kill the four chambers and nine neighbors, and blood flows into rivers. The elites of the Immortal Sect will be dispatched and it takes a lot of hands and feet to capture them and eliminate the disaster."

Speaking of this, Gu Xiaoyi's face turned pale: "I saw it with my own eyes back then. It was really corpses everywhere and blood flowed like a river!" He suddenly realized, "Brother Tuo, I've told you about this, don't talk to others everywhere!"

Lin Tuo was extremely surprised and nodded: "I can't say it myself! Don't forget, I have also read books."

"Actually, it's nothing to read a little book. Who doesn't know a few words? It's just that I can't read it thoroughly..." Gu Xiaoyi looked around and attached it to Lin Tuo's ear, and said in a divine way, "I heard that if I read it thoroughly, I'll be easily deviled!"

Have read it a little? Don't say you are a scholar...

Lin Tuo suddenly remembered Lian Shanyun's words. It seems that this world looks very similar to ancient times, and there are many different places that need to be explored slowly.

Gu Xiaoyi continued: "Until now, it seems that people in the prostitute village, duck ward, can recite poems and fill in lyrics without any trouble, and are proud of it. It is said that because they are suppressed by thousands of riders and tens of thousands of people every day, even if they accumulate some demonic energy, they will be wiped out without realizing it, and nothing will happen."

Lin Tuo was speechless when he heard this. He just studied with prostitutes and ducks?

So, the show off on the back mountain seemed to be sticking out her butt and saying, "I'm a duck, I'm a duck?"

For a moment, I wanted to find a crack in the ground to drill down. No wonder Liu Hong said contemptuously: What about the demented scholar!

Hey, it's not right. Even if this matter is looked down upon, Liu Hong's background is "average" with herself, shouldn't she have a more common language, right?

As I was reflecting, a voice suddenly came from the door, crisp, arrogant, and arrogant tone: "You are really here, let me have a meal!"
Chapter completed!