Chapter 9 The Dwarf Blacksmith(2/2)
However, Yang Zheng smiled meaninglessly. He remembered that annealing in metal processing is the process of softening and removing stress in metals, and said calmly:
"The sea blue sand obviously doesn't meet the requirements. You can try to get out of the fire a few more times!"
"Well, the elasticity requirement of this kind of thing is too high!" The old dwarf pinched the "spring" that was cracked. Although he was a little disdainful, he still started to do it according to Yang Zheng's requirements.
This time, the old dwarf succeeded.
He stared at Yang Zheng with a look of disbelief.
This guy knows so much!
After most of the day of processing, a lot of dark things were created
The things Yang Zheng needs are very trivial, small screws, gaskets, iron hooks, and springs. These things are combined to show extraordinary creativity.
According to the old dwarf, the things designed by Yang Zheng can be comparable to the invention of the Tianji clan.
Originally, the old dwarf wanted to combine these gadgets, but Yang Zheng glared coldly and didn't dare to say it.
"I'll show you something more! Can you do this?" Yang Zheng took it into his belt and threw the m9 in the cowhide sheath to the old dwarf.
The old dwarf was about to say, "Only you can't think of it, but I can't do it!"
His mouth opened into an "o" shape. He pulled out the m9, his eyes flashed, his whole body shook, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Oh my God, Shi Dong, oh! Did I see it wrong?" The old dwarf's hand rubbed the blue m9 knife face.
"What a beautiful metal! What a delicate production process! Is this a legendary magic weapon?"
"It seems you have nothing to do!" Yang Zheng took the m9 back from the old dwarf in his left hand.
The old dwarf jumped up: "Show me again, let me see."
Yang Zheng glanced at him, took out a small bag of gold coins from his arms and threw it to him. Then he picked up the iron parts that had been put into a wooden box and walked out without saying a word.
"Hi, young man, wait a little longer, there is no better blacksmith in Sobadin!" The old dwarf shouted, but Yang Zheng's figure quickly disappeared outside the door...
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The coldest time of winter has finally arrived.
The north wind whistled, cutting people's cheeks like a knife.
The rolling rivers of Krein were frozen by the ice, and this famous water transport trade road in the continent entered an annual dormant period.
The pier, which is busy all day long, is now empty. In the bitter cold wind, pedestrians are rarely seen on the streets except for homeless people.
In addition to large businesses like Currick, which are still operating, most of the bustling trade zones are closed.
Cangyue Kingdom and Weirong Kingdom fought a big battle before the beginning of winter.
The Western Front was in a hurry for the first time, and Zuo Qingzi's command made Qiu Yuanshan a big mistake.
If it weren't for the arrival of winter, Cangyue Kingdom, the country with the highest military strength in the mainland, would probably be broken through the defense line head-on by the army of other countries for the first time.
Listening birds flew from the west line of Cangyue.
"It seems that our old friend is very anxious!" Manche wrapped her fur coat, and her fair cheeks always had an elegant and calm smile. He threw the note taken from the listener into the brazier on the side and said lightly: "What are they doing recently?"
"It's still the same, I train in the yard every day and then go to bed, but..." Gata paused: "Their captain asked for a lot of ingredients and often asked the chefs of the shop to make food. Once when I went in, he was cooking a very fresh food and let me taste it. It was very delicious!"
Gata seemed to have reminisced about the deliciousness, and there was still a feeling of unsatisfactoryness on his face.
Manche was stunned for a moment, then sat upright and laughed: "What did you say that...the cold-blooded and ruthless captain do? Cooking food, oh my god, it's ridiculous, praise Meshtar, he is cooking food, and it's delicious? This is the funnyest joke I've heard this year!"
Gata spread his hands: "Boss, I'm telling the truth!"
Manche held back her smile: "It's really a group of weird men! If Lao Qiu knew that the assassins he sent were learning cooking here, tsk..."
The sound of footsteps suddenly sounded at the door.
Manche stopped his voice and a tall figure walked into the door calmly.
His dark eyes revealed his identity.
Yang Zheng!
He gave a little bow and said lightly: "Mr. Manche, we are going to go on our way. Thank you for the hospitality over the past three months."
Manche did not expect Yang Zheng and his gang to walk so suddenly. He looked at the gloomy sky outside and his voice became a little darker: "Is it appropriate to go on the road with such weather?"
A strange arc appeared on Yang Zheng's mouth, and his eyes were full of confidence.
He turned and walked out, waved with Manche and Gata on his back.
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The wastelands on the border between Liuyun and Weirong.
Snowflakes were flying in the sky, and on the snow, a row of chaotic footprints spread far away and disappeared on the border of Weirong Kingdom.
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The battle with Cangyue Kingdom before the beginning of winter greatly reduced the strength of the troops on the eastern front of Weirong.
Although they were the victorious side, it was not easy for the Wolf Army in Cangyue Kingdom. Even if they were surrounded in a hurry, the counterattack of the Wolf Army caused enough trouble to the Eastern Front Army. What's more, the sudden rescue of the Rose Knights was everyone a fighter with terrifying combat power. Most of the casualties of the Wei Rong Army this time were caused by the Rose Knights.
The arrival of winter gives both sides a chance to breathe.
In such harsh weather conditions, sending troops is undoubtedly the stupidest move.
Most of the soldiers hid in the base camp fifty miles away from the border, waiting for the supplies sent by the empire to reward.
On a small town near Daying, Gerbra, a group of foodies from Liuyun Kingdom came.
Chapter completed!