The strongest doomsday system

Chapter 20 The Blacksmith's Shop

"Yes, the blacksmith shop!" Shi Ziyi was a little puzzled, not knowing why Zhao Yun suddenly said, "What's wrong?"

"I have to go!" Zhao Yun said solemnly.

I have never had time before, and I have never encountered a blacksmith shop.After all, in today's era, there are too few blacksmith shops, and most of them are replaced by modern factories. Craftsmen who really insist on their craftsmanship to this day are rare and quite rare.

But the doomsday system, which is quite deceitful, dropped furnace rock carbon, but Zhao Yun had to hammer and forge it himself to use furnace rock carbon to strengthen equipment, and hammer forging, how can it be done without a blacksmith?

Therefore, the matter of equipment enhancement has been put on hold until now when Shi Ziyi mentioned it, Zhao Yun didn't think of it.

"We were going there!" Shi Ziyi nodded and said, "We still have to pick them up, don't we?"

"I mean... I will stay there for some time, maybe I will stay there today." Zhao Yun explained.

"Alright!" Shi Ziyi said indifferently, "It's only for one day, why not stay here?"

Immediately, he slammed on the accelerator, and the big truck drove away, killing many zombies along the way. A few minutes later, the truck left the highway and drove into a country dirt road.

On the dirt road, the big trucks kept rattling, and the sound could be heard far away, but there were significantly fewer zombies nearby.

"Is this going to go into the mountains?" Outside K County, there is an unnamed mountain range. Because the mountain range is not very big, it has no official name. The locals call it Cow Dung Mountain.

Because it is said that many years ago, there were a lot of cattle in this mountain range. They ate and drank all day long, causing the mountain range to be smoky, and the stench of cow dung could be smelled from far away. Make cow dung mountains.

According to rumors, until the most difficult period in China, there was a famine, and the local people were so hungry that they went to the mountains to kill cattle and eat beef. This eating lasted for a year or two... The cattle in the entire cow dung mountain range were almost killed...

It was also because of these scalpers that during that time, countless people died of starvation in other places, but almost no one died of starvation near K County!

After the famine passed, some people were grateful and moved their families to the cow dung mountain...

Times have changed, the stench of the cow dung mountain is gone, and most of the people who moved to the cow dung mountain have also moved away and lived in the city. Today, there is only one family left in the cow dung mountain...

"This family is the blacksmith's shop!" Shi Ziyi explained: "When we passed by just now, we didn't see anyone, so we asked them to stay there for now. I don't know if the family is still alive. According to our local The old man said that their family is really good at blacksmithing!"

"The ancestral secret method, the things that are typed out are good, there is nothing to say, the kitchen knife chops pork legs or something, effortlessly, and does not roll the blade!"

"Farm tools, such as hoes, have been used for more than ten years without rust or damage."

"So powerful?" Zhao Yun became interested.

"Of course, no, here we are, I'll take you to have a look." Shi Ziyi stopped the truck and jumped off together with Zhao Yun.

This place is at the foot of the back of one of the hills in the Unnamed Mountain Range. Most of the surrounding weeds are withered, yellow and decayed, but all kinds of trees are green and lush, as if in spring.

Just at the foot of the back mountain, there is a courtyard, the courtyard covers an area of ​​hundreds of square meters, with more than a dozen houses, and a small garden and vegetable field outside. Vegetable roots and Chinese cabbage have disappeared.

When entering the courtyard and watching these houses at close range, I suddenly feel a sense of steel coming over my face, and a little bit of coldness penetrates my heart.

The houses are very ordinary, with red bricks and blue tiles, standard rural house structure.

In addition, there is a gazebo in the courtyard, but it is full of chopped wood at the moment.

"Something's wrong!" Zhao Yun suddenly frowned and said, "You said they are here, we drove so loudly just now, there's no reason why they couldn't hear them, why can't we see anyone now?"

"Did something happen?" Shi Ziyi's complexion changed, he pushed open the door and rushed into the house, the scene in front of him made him instantly stunned...

Many of the twenty or so survivors under his command were in the house, but they all raised their weapons at this moment, with fear, anger and uneasiness in their eyes.

On the opposite side, stood an old man and a young man, dressed in green clothes, like grandparents, very calm, even in the face of more than twenty guns, they still looked indifferent.

The youngest was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and looked quite immature, holding a crossbow in his hand, glaring at the survivors.

The old man is quite old, with white beard and hair sitting in a wheelchair, his wrinkled face is very indifferent, and when his eyes occasionally flash by, he can find that his eyes are shining brightly, as if he is the hunter who is the best at disguising!

"This wheelchair..." As soon as Zhao Yun entered the room, he looked at the wheelchair the old man was sitting on.

This wheelchair has a strange shape, looks extremely heavy, and is made of steel.Dragon heads are carved on the armrests on both sides, and the mouth is slightly opened, as if about to spit out something...

"This wheelchair should be able to spit hidden weapons, be careful!" Zhao Yun reminded everyone.

"Oh?" The old man glanced at Zhao Yun quite unexpectedly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Little baby has some eyesight, but you robbed me here, maybe it's not in compliance with the rules?"

The voice is very soft, but full of confidence.It is hard to imagine that an old man in a wheelchair can be so calm and confident in the face of dozens of people holding guns.

"Is it a person with supernatural powers?" Zhao Yun opened Sharingan silently, but was even more surprised when he found that the other party was just an ordinary person.

"Grab something?" Shi Ziyi was stunned by the old man's words. He turned his head and found that most of the survivors' backpacks were bulging, as if they were stuffed with something, and he immediately understood.

"What did you grab?" Shi Ziyi's expression changed, and he asked sharply.

He is an upright person, the most he can't see others sneaking, abducting, robbing, etc., at this moment, his own subordinates are robbing things?Shi Ziyi was instantly angry.

"The Chinese cabbage I planted outside!" The boy on the opposite side said, holding a crossbow arrow, his thin arms seemed very steady: "That's what we used for the winter, and you cut it off, it's going to starve to death us?"

Only then did Shi Ziyi recall that when he and Zhao Yun came in, he saw the cabbage field in a mess, and only the roots were left. I hand it over! Take what belongs to the owner? Is this what I taught you?"

"We thought it was ownerless, and they didn't say anything before..." Most of the survivors smiled wryly, and with some reluctance, they took the cabbage out of their backpacks and placed them in front of their grandparents.

Shi Ziyi's complexion looked better now, but the boy on the opposite side stopped doing it: "The Chinese cabbage has been picked, how long can it be kept? Can it survive the winter?"

Chapter 21 Asking for One Thing

"Can't I return it to you?" The survivors shouted immediately: "You didn't say anything when we picked it, but it popped up just after we picked it. Now it's all returned to you, what else do you want?"

"Shut up, isn't embarrassing enough?" Shi Ziyi glared at them, and then said to the old man: "I'm sorry, sir, otherwise, do you think there is anything we can do to help, even if it's compensation? "

"Help?" The old man gave everyone a slight look, and then shook his head lightly: "Forget it, you guys go, it seems that you are all penniless, and life is not easy in this world..."

"Grandpa!" The boy quit immediately, stomped his feet and said, "They got rid of our cabbage and let them go like this? How are we going to live this winter?"

Shi Ziyi blushed suddenly. Although the old and young people seemed to have some skills, it was not easy to survive in the doomsday. He guessed that he was relying on these cabbages to live on.

"Peng'er, aren't there many animals on the mountain? It's not easy for everyone in this world..." The old man said earnestly, "Let's forgive others!"

"Hmph!" The boy called Peng'er put down his crossbow arrows in displeasure, and pointed at the crowd: "Go, you all go, you are not welcome here, and we cannot afford to support so many of you."

"Don't worry!" At this time, Zhao Yun stepped forward with a faint smile on his face: "Although I didn't know it before, it is indeed our fault for picking your cabbage, so..."

Zhao Yun waved his hand, and a pile of canned food appeared on the ground instantly.

These tin cans are stacked on top of each other and piled up like a hill. It is estimated that there are hundreds of them.The packaging of the can is very simple, with a few prominent characters on it: canned beef for military use.

"Canned beef?" Peng'er is a young man after all. He hasn't eaten beef for several months since the apocalypse broke out.

"Yeah, it tastes good. It is indeed authentic canned beef. Since you are so particular, I, Ou Peng, have a lot of adults, so I won't pursue it with you!" Ou Peng muttered while eating: "But you still have to Go, hum!"

"Peng'er!" The old man smiled wryly, looking at Zhao Yun who was still smiling, he couldn't help feeling vigilant: "Although I have lived in this remote place for a long time, old man, I also know the value of this kind of canned beef. Out of hundreds, what is your plan?"

In fact, compared to canned beef, the old man was more concerned about where Zhao Yun took out so many canned beef in an instant!But he also knew that there were many supernatural beings in this world, and no matter how strange things were, it was not unacceptable.

"I do have something to ask for!" Zhao Yun smiled faintly: "I heard that this is a blacksmith's shop, I want to borrow it and forge some of my own utensils."

"Do you want to open the furnace for refining?" The old man raised his eyebrows, his eyes flickered: "Are you a blacksmith or a refiner?"

"No, you are thin and thin, and there are no calluses on the palms of your hands. You are definitely not a blacksmith or a craftsman. Then what do you want to refine?"

"Grandpa Ou has eyes!" Zhao Yun said with a smile: "The boy is indeed neither a blacksmith nor a craftsman, but after the end of the day, he got some special abilities by chance and needs to open the furnace. Please help me."

"So that's the case, supernatural being?" Mr. Ou nodded slowly, and then said, "Since you have given so many canned beef, I can't justify not agreeing to you."

"However, my old man doesn't take advantage of others. It's nothing more than turning on the stove. It can't be worth the value of so many cans, so these cabbages..." Mr. Ou pointed to the cabbage on the ground: "You can take half of it."

"Then thank you, Mr. Ou!" Zhao Yun nodded with a smile.

"Simply!" Mr. Ou was also cheerful: "I like your character, but I hate those who procrastinate and push back on giving him things, like a bitch..."

Shi Ziyi next to him blushed when he heard the words, just now he was about to shirk...

At the same time, he finally knew that Zhao Yun wanted to use the blacksmith's shop to forge something!

"The blacksmith shop is at the back, follow me!" Mr. Ou didn't see any movement, but the heavy wheelchair turned on its own, and then walked towards the back room.

"High technology!" Seeing this, Shi Ziyi couldn't help muttering.

"This is not high-tech!" Zhao Yun's eyes were quite excited.

At this time, Ou Peng, who had already devoured a can, took a look at Zhao Yun, and said old-fashionedly: "You are not old, but you have some knowledge. This is a treasure in my Chinese culture, mechanism art!"

"What high-tech? Can high-tech be so powerful? I didn't brag about it..."

"Peng'er..." Mr. Ou's voice came from the back room.

"Hey, here we come!" Ou Peng rushed into the house.

Zhao Yun thought in his heart: "Mechanism technique?"

He thought it was amazing before, and thought that the old man was too skilled to make this kind of wheelchair, but he didn't expect it to be the legendary mechanism technique...

"Interesting!" Zhao Yun smiled slightly: "Maybe there will be unexpected gains this time?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Yunlian followed the pace of the two of them.Shi Ziyi also followed after telling his subordinates not to mess with other people's things.

Passing through the kitchen in the back room, and then walking along a large bluestone road for more than ten meters, the old man's wheelchair finally stopped in front of an independent statue with an area of ​​about [-] square meters.

"Here is the blacksmith's shop of the Ou family. It has not been opened for three years since my legs failed."

"However, over the years, fewer and fewer people have come to my place to buy ironware. The furnace has not been opened for three years, and the things that were hit back then are still not sold out. Maybe people now think that the craftsmanship passed down by our ancestors is Not as good as those produced by machines? Hehehe..."

Mr. Ou shook his head. Although he was smiling, everyone could hear the helplessness in his heart. His old and thin back looked a little desolate.

crunch...

Mr. Ou pushed open the wooden door of the blacksmith shop. The wooden door creaked, as if it would fall down at any moment.

Just like Mr. Ou, he is a candle in the wind, and may disappear in the long river of time at any time. Perhaps, with it, there are also the craftsmanship passed down by the ancestors...

Thinking of this, Zhao Yun's heart skipped a beat.

He thought of the treasures in China's thousands of years of cultural inheritance. Those treasures have benefited countless people. heard, never seen again.

Even in today's doomsday, I am afraid that there are not many old people who remember those legends, right?Maybe in a few days, no one will remember it anymore?

"Could it be that even the skill of blacksmithing and forging will be lost? No!"

Zhao Yun shouted in his heart, and then suddenly took a step forward: "Master Ou, if you can trust me... Please pass on my iron forging skills, boy Zhao Yun, I am willing to pass on this skill and never let it disappear in the long river of history .”

Chapter 22 Amazing Background

"Pass on the male but not the female, pass on the inside but not the outside..." Mr. Ou murmured without turning around.

Hearing this, Zhao Yun shook his head slightly, and when he was about to persuade him, he heard Old Man Ou speak again and sighed: "It is this rule that has caused most of the ancestor's craftsmanship to be lost."

"If I am the same old man, I'm afraid my Ou family's craftsmanship and Lu family's tricks will really disappear in the long river of time, right?" Mr. Ou smiled wryly: "I can see that you are a good boy."

"With your strength, if your character is not good, it is not difficult to kill my grandpa and grandson. But you communicate with us sincerely and treat us sincerely. Therefore, in my old man's opinion, passing these skills to you're good too."

"The craftsmanship of our ancestors is the real essence and treasure. Even after thousands of years, it can still shine brightly. It would be a pity if it just disappeared."

Finally, the wheelchair that Mr. Ou was sitting in slowly turned around, and he looked at his grandson Ou Peng kindly: "Originally, the craftsmanship of the Ou family and the Lu family should be inherited by Peng'er, but unfortunately, this child from the Lu family is very talented. But you hardly have the talent of the Ou family, in this doomsday, God arranged for you to come here, maybe it is also to give me a way out for the skills of the Ou family?"

"However... I am willing to teach, and it is not enough for you to be willing to learn. To do this, it depends on talent!" Mr. Ou looked at Zhao Yun: "No talent, no matter how much you learn, it is useless. I hope you understand this in advance! "

"It's natural!" Zhao Yun nodded in response: "If you don't have that talent, you can't blame others."

"Okay!" Mr. Ou smiled heartily: "Report your name!"

"Disciple... Zhao Yun!" Zhao Yun bowed slightly and bowed to Mr. Ou: "I have seen Master!"

"Don't worry!" Elder Ou glared. "Whether you can become my disciple or not depends on your talent! But Zhao Yun is a good name, homonymous to Zhao Yun. I hope you can be like that Zhao Zilong in the future, and you will be as powerful as Zhao Zilong!"

"Thank you, Mr. Ou, for your wishes!" Zhao Yun smiled slightly.

"Come in!" Seeing no movement from Mr. Ou, the wheelchair he was sitting in turned around automatically, and entered the blacksmith shop first...

A thick layer of ashes had already been spread in the blacksmith's shop. The furnace was as tall as a person, which was very conspicuous. There were more than ten hammers of different sizes and a pair of iron tongs.

In addition, there is a water tank in the corner, which has dried up at the moment.

There are mottled traces around the water tank, and it can be seen at a glance that it has a long history and has gone through several generations of hands.

There are many semi-finished objects hanging on the surrounding walls, such as hoes and other agricultural tools, kitchen knives and other knives, unsharpened knives, long swords, etc. There are a lot of beautiful things in eyes. Although they are unfinished products, each one looks like a work of art. Has a different charm.

"Is this a kitchen knife?" Shi Ziyi stepped forward to take down a kitchen knife without a handle, weighed it, and couldn't help being surprised: "So heavy? It weighs four or five catties, right? And...it's so sharp!"

Ordinary kitchen knives usually weigh less than half a catty, even if some famous chefs like to use heavy knives, they will not exceed two catties, but this knife is very heavy to start with, at least four or five catties!

Moreover, this kitchen knife looks very thin, it doesn't look like it weighs four or five catties... If you buy a kitchen knife like this in the supermarket before the end, it will only be two or three taels at most...

"How can a layman like you understand the ancestor's craftsmanship?" Ou Peng rolled his eyes at Shi Ziyi, stepped forward to snatch the kitchen knife, and hung it back on the wall solemnly.

"You are capable!" Shi Ziyi teased: "You are capable, are you not talented?"

"I..." Ou Peng stared and was extremely upset for a moment, but when he thought that what the other party said was the truth, he couldn't help but feel dejected.

"Haha, I'm kidding you!" Shi Ziyi leaned forward: "I heard that you know the Lu family's craftsmanship? What is that?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yun also looked at Ou Peng, apparently quite concerned about this issue.