Chapter 693 Before the Knife Casting
Chapter 693 Before casting a knife
Xiaowei was just agreeing, and Ou Tiemei came in with the quilt, which had exquisite embroidery, which was obviously new. In addition, she brought two pairs of sandals, one of which was very large, probably her father was wearing it.
Seeing that Ou Tiemei put down her bedding and was about to go out, Zhang Haotian couldn't help saying, "Sister Ou, your mother doesn't like us, you are helping to cast a sword. I wonder if there is any inconvenience?"
Ou Tiemei shook her head and said, "I have decided to do this, and my mother can't take care of me. I'm almost fifty years old. In my generation, the Ou family must not leave even a decent thing. Don't worry about this. I will tell my mother, but there is one thing that may trouble Xiaowei."
Xiaowei hurriedly said, "What's the matter? Sister Ou, just give me the order."
Ou Tiemei said: "If you want to cast a treasure knife, I can't do it alone. I have to be Mr. Zhang as an assistant. And I can't take care of my mother when I'm busy, so I want to ask you to be filial to me in the past few months."
Xiaowei saw Zhang Haotian and Chen Linglong's battle with him and locked herself in the house for several days and nights, and knew that he could not let go of this shame in his heart. He would undoubtedly fight Chen Linglong and would not retreat as much as last time. If he was not as skilled as others, it would be difficult to survive. A heart was always hanging. If Ou Tiemei cast a magic weapon to help Zhang Haotian with his arm, it would be a matter of no avail. Listening to her, he nodded vigorously and said, "No problem, I will definitely take good care of your mother. Sister Ou, just help Brother Tian cast a knife, and everything belongs to me for food and cleaning."
Ou Tiemei said "um" and was about to go out. Xiaowei thought of Zhang Haotian's instructions to her just now, and turned her eyes and said, "Sister Ou, that's better. I'll sleep with you tonight, so you can explain what I should do."
Ou Tiemei thought about it and nodded, "Okay, come with me." Then she said to Zhang Haotian: "Mr. Zhang, I'm cooking the water for washing my face and feet in the kitchen. You can get it yourself. You can take the cold water into the well in the yard by yourself, but it's best not to drink it directly, as it will hurt your body."
Seeing Zhang Haotian nodding, Ou Tiemei took Xiaowei out. Zhang Haotian knew that he would start busy tomorrow and had to accumulate energy. Before staying in the house for a while, he took out the cloth from the suitcase, put on the pair of sandals, and took a washbasin out.
The kitchen is in the last room in the east room, and the lights are still on at this time, but Zhang Haotian did not go in, but walked to a place about ten meters away from the kitchen, where there was a square well made of blue bricks, and a wheel with wooden barrels hanging on it. Zhang Haotian has always had the habit of washing his face and bathing in cold water, and it is the same in winter. This is both a kind of exercise and a kind of tempering for people.
As soon as he arrived at the well, a cold air came through his body. Zhang Haotian couldn't help but chill. When he looked down at the well, he saw that it was pitch black and deep, and the cold air was even heavier at this time, as if there was an ice cellar that had not melted for thousands of years below.
Zhang Haotian suddenly thought of what Ou Tiemei said, saying that it was necessary to cast a good sword, Tieying and bright stone, and Hanquan were indispensable, especially Hanquan could not be found. Ou Zhizi lived in Longquan to make a sword because the spring water here was different from other places. Ou Tiemei's grandfather built the house here, which was mostly related to this well.
So he immediately put down the wooden barrel on the wheel and swayed his hands. After a while, a bucket of water came up. Zhang Haotian poured it into the basin and tried it with water. Sure enough, the water seemed to have just melted from the ice and snow. It was so harsh that it was really worthy of being the "cold spring".
However, in the desert valley of the Shengling Forbidden Zone, in winter, all the adult men in the Tatarot tribe wash their faces with ice and snow, and Zhang Haotian was no exception. He immediately washed his face in a hurry, then fell on his feet and rushed into the house and lie on the bed.
Before he came out to cast a knife this time, he had already arranged the matters of Gao Yun's past have now fallen on Huang Biao. Although he does not have Gao Yun's culture, he is experienced and famous. The people from the Tianlang Gang and Wanhong Gang are convinced. There is no problem with dispatching and command. If Huang Biao has something that cannot be decided, he will naturally call him on his mobile phone. As for Chen Linglong in Shanghai, he should relax his guard in a few months. Song Yuanjie has to find a way to drag him, but Zhang Haotian is not very worried about this, because he knows that Song Yuanjie's scheming can temporarily confuse Chen Linglong.
Between thoughts, he gradually fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Zhang Haotian got up, and soon Ou Tiemei and Xiaowei walked out of the house. Xiaowei went to cook. Ou Tiemei called Zhang Haotian into the sword hut, cleaned the utensils inside first, and cleaned the sword-casting stove.
Seeing Ou Tiemei's energy and radiant appearance was really different from the village woman who saw her yesterday. Zhang Haotian also sighed in his heart that the people of the Ou family had cast swords for thousands of years, and in their bones and souls, they were already inseparable from the casting technique. At this time, Ou Tiemei was obviously determined to cast the sword she needed. Not only her, but also the only weapon for this generation of Ou family members. However, her family has been mainly casting swords for generations, and it is probably not easy to cast a knife. Fortunately, her father cast a golden dragon short sword back then, and she participated in the assistance. Although the short sword will now become a long sword, and the width and thickness of the blade body have greatly increased, there must be a context to find and will not be completely unfamiliar.
As soon as she cleaned the Jianlu, Xiaowei asked the two to have breakfast on the stone table in the yard. She made porridge and dough cakes. When she saw that Ou Tiemei's mother had also gotten up, she went to treat her first. The old lady obviously knew her daughter's thoughts, and was convinced by her that her face was no longer ugly. Although she had dinner together, she did not talk to Zhang Haotian and Xiaowei.
After dinner soon, Ou Tiemei whispered something to her mother. Xiaowei cleaned up the dishes and gave a wink, and Zhang Haotian followed her into the kitchen.
After arriving at the kitchen, Xiaowei was not in a hurry to wash dishes, but whispered to Zhang Haotian: "Brother Tian, I chatted with Sister Tiemei last night. I already know her basic situation."
When Zhang Haotian heard that she started calling "Sister Tiemei", he knew that the two of them had a little affectionate after chatting late overnight, and nodded and said, "Tell me."
Xiaowei said: "Old Master Ou is called Ou Shiliang, and the old lady is called Du Ying. She only gave birth to Sister Tiemei's daughter, and she never gave birth to children. Sister Tiemei has been strong since she was a child and has the habit of swinging hammers and punching iron swords. Therefore, she has been working in the sword hut since she was a child. She is not good-looking, and because she stayed next to the stove for a long time, her skin became purple, black and rough. Until she was thirty years old, she was no man liked it. She was still Old Master Ou
My grandfather asked someone to be a matchmaker and introduced her to a man who was more than ten miles away from here. She came to propose marriage not long after. Sister Tiemei didn't like this man, but she thought that she should give the Ou family a man, Ding Chuanzong, so she married her. But she didn't know that this man was a lazy person who proposed marriage to the Ou family and was also interested in her property. After Sister Tiemei got married, she not only rarely touched her, but also took her dowry money to eat, drink, whore and gambling everywhere..."
Speaking of this, she paused and said, "Sister Tiemei was originally a stubborn and wanted to pass on the family line. She adopted a male member to the Ou family and kept holding on. Unexpectedly, the man didn't say anything and thought she was weak and could bully her. He became even worse. In five years, he spent all the two million she had dowry and wanted to force her to go to her parents' home again. Sister Tiemei finally couldn't help it. She beat the man hard and returned to her parents' home. She finally divorced and had not remarried for more than ten years."
Only then did Zhang Haotian know why she did not answer when asked about Ou Tiemei's husband's child. He sighed slightly for her fate and said, "Then do you know what she wants?"
Xiaowei immediately said: "Yes, Sister Tiemei said that she really doesn't want to marry a man again, and she is old and can't give birth to a child. After the Ou family is gone, what she most hopes is to find the cousin who remarries with her uncle. See if her descendants have boys or not, if so, she can inherit the Ou family's industry and sword-making skills, so that she will not become a sinner who has cut off the family's incense and unique skills."
Zhang Haotian nodded and said, "Then you can inquire about the specific situation of her remarriage of aunt, and then use all our relationships to help her find out. I don't want the Ou family's sword-making technique to be lost."
As he was talking, he heard Ou Tiemei calling him outside, and Zhang Haotian walked out.
When he saw Zhang Haotian, Ou Tiemei did not take him directly into Jianlu, but walked to another room. He saw a large bookcase full of books and a table with four treasures of the study, which was undoubtedly the Ou family's study.
Ou Tiemei asked him to sit at the desk and said, "Mr. Zhang, there are five major processes for making swords, namely, making models, adjusting, smelting, casting, and post-casting. Each process has countless small processes. Now we must do the first step in making models, that is, making a mold for the knife you want. Now you draw the drawings. Later, we will go to the back mountain to pick mud and make a knife model according to your drawings. You must draw more details, because the patterns and famous articles on the knife body must be carved and carved on the inner wall of the mud model in advance. If the model is not done well, the cast objects will be poor."
Zhang Haotian had long imagined the new Wolf King Knife. He was not used to using the brush on the table, so he took a ballpoint pen, took a piece of white paper, and began to draw it carefully. Although he had no interest in art since he was a child, he still had no problem drawing a simple knife picture as he wanted.
Twenty minutes later, a pair of drawings came out, and the specific sizes were marked. What was different from the Wolf King Sword cast in the past was that in order to exert the power of the whirlwind knife technique, he reduced the width of the blade by two centimeters, and the curve of the blade head became larger. As for the handle, it was still a white wolf king's wolf head, but he did not design the pattern on the blade. As for the so-called wise as foolish, and great skill as clumsy, this Wolf King Sword is the better, and it is less fancy.
When Zhang Haotian drew the pattern of the Wolf King Sword, Ou Tiemei glanced at it and nodded and said, "The appearance of your sword is not difficult to cast, but if you want to have both strength and toughness, it is better to design the back of the knife thicker. Although it will be troublesome to create the blade, the effect will definitely be better."
Zhang Haotian knew that she had followed her father for many years to make swords and was definitely a big expert. He quickly nodded and said, "Sister Ou, I don't know much about this, I can only draw a general look. As for the specific way, you should decide, right?"
Ou Tiemei was not polite, so she picked up the pen and modified the size on it. After a while, she put down the pen and put the drawing in her arms and said, "Let's go, let's find a suitable clay pattern on the mountain behind. Only by doing this can we proceed to the next step."
Zhang Haotian agreed and walked out with her. Ou Tiemei went to get a small hoe, carried a basket, and left the yard with him.
After leaving the door, I walked along a small road and soon walked to the bottom of the mountain. I saw the mountain rolling and undulating, with mountains and mountains extending for many kilometers, but I could see a mountain road made of bluestone winding up.
However, Ou Tiemei did not take Zhang Haotian to the bluestone road, but walked to the left along the foot of the mountain. There was no road here. There were deep weeds and deep pits of thorns. However, Ou Tiemei walked over very familiarly. Seeing Zhang Haotian following him quickly, it was not a little slower than her, and said, "Mr. Zhang, why don't you ask me why I didn't walk on that easy-to-go road, but chose to walk here?"
Zhang Haotian smiled slightly and said, "Of course there are requirements for making swords. There are too many people who cast swords in Longquan. There must be a lot of people who need this kind of mud. Spending money to build a bluestone road to the mountain is mostly to facilitate the mud. Over time, good mud will be the same as good iron, and there will not be much. Only by walking to a rare place can you gain something naturally. This principle is very simple, why should I ask?"
Listening to Zhang Haotian's answer, Ou Tiemei's eyes showed satisfaction and nodded, "Mr. Zhang, you are very smart. It's better to be my assistant. In fact, Longquan is not just Tieying, Liangshi and Hanquan, but also a kind of tender mud. The body used to make porcelain is the best. In the Jin Dynasty, some swordsman who were skilled in making sword style began to use these tender muds to make porcelain. During the Song and Yuan dynasties, the scale of porcelain making can be said to be unprecedented and its skills have reached its peak. Among them, the plum green and pink green glaze of the younger kiln
It has reached the highest level of celadon glaze color, and the most outstanding thing about porcelain made of this tender mud is that when the fragments are crushed into pieces, it can also cure dental diseases and suppress nosebleeds. Longquan has thus become the center of the porcelain industry in the country. Unfortunately, the quality of tender mud mined in the Qing Dynasty gradually declined, and Longquan's porcelain gradually declined, and was eventually replaced by Jingdezhen. People nowadays are ecstatic to dig out a small amount of tender mud, but they are all inferior products among tender mud. To make the best knife, you need the best knife style. This tender mud is indispensable."
Zhang Haotian knew that if the Ou family was ahead of other sword-casting masters, there would inevitably be hidden things. In addition to technology, there were naturally crucial materials. The useless swords in the sword cave were one of them, and the tender mud in her mouth was undoubtedly the best in the mud.
Following the foot of the mountain, he walked among the weeds and thorns for more than an hour and had not yet climbed the mountain. However, Zhang Haotian did not ask much. The more precious the thing was, the more remote and secret it was hidden. It was extremely difficult for Otelmecon to let him, an outsider who had not been in contact for a long time, so how could he say anything?
As he was walking, he heard Ou Tiemei walking in front of him say "Ouch" and her body fell slanted among the weeds.
Seeing this, Zhang Haotian was shocked and rushed forward, squatted down, and saw Ou Tiemei sitting on the ground, covering her left leg, looking in pain, and hurriedly said: "Sister Ou, what's wrong with you?"
Ou Tiemei frowned and said, "I was bitten by a snake."
As she said this, she moved her hand covering her left leg. Zhang Haotian immediately saw that there was a small wound on her left calf, but it had swollen a blood bag, and it was a faint purple color. In an instant, Ou Tiemei's face became extremely ugly, and she was obviously poisoned.
He hurriedly said, "Sister Ou, what kind of snake bites you? I'll carry you back to find someone to detoxify you."
Chapter completed!