poor mechanic

When Liu Xiang heard this, he was really stunned this time, but he quickly reacted and happily ran to the stove to make preparations.

Liu Xiang's requirement for this mechanical palm is to be strong and strong, so all the parts he uses can be made of black gold iron.

Liu Yongsheng asked Liu Xiang to control the heat and build all the parts.

Next comes the fine polishing stage.

Liu Yongsheng opened his big box.

What appeared in front of Liu Xiang's eyes were various strange-shaped tools.

There are scissors, pliers, files and knives.

There are axes, saws, planers, and chisels.

There are a few tools that Liu Xiang can't name, but Liu Xiang can tell a bit about their uses.

Those are things like hand drills and hand grinders.

I didn't expect this guy to have such exquisite gadgets.

Liu Xiang looked at it curiously, reaching out to pick up one to take a look, but Liu Yongsheng slapped his hand away.

He also scolded.

"Don't move, these are my treasures, don't let me break them."

Liu Xiang didn't expect this unattractive guy to be so valuable for his tools, which actually made him feel funny.

But he thought back and realized that Liu Yongsheng was more concerned about the tools for refining weapons.

Just like when Liu Xiang was cleaning up the yard before, other places were in a mess, but only the stove and the blacksmithing tools were neatly placed.

Moreover, every time those blacksmithing tools were used, Liu Yongsheng would carefully sort and inspect them, and then put them back in their proper places.

This shows how important blacksmithing is in his heart.

Watching Liu Yongsheng carefully take out the tools one by one and place them neatly on a piece of animal skin.

Her attentive look was like taking care of a child who was not yet one month old.

Liu Xiang watched from the side and saw that Liu Yongsheng would sometimes take out something and look at it for a long time, as if he was missing something.

He suddenly thought that this old guy's set of tools wouldn't have any story.

Having this suspicion, Liu Xiang immediately asked.

"Old man, where did you get this set of tools?"

"Huh? My teacher...

It's none of your business. Children, don't pry. "

Li Yongsheng almost spilled the beans, but he revealed a lot of information.

These tools should have been left to him by his master, and he didn’t know what kind of person Liu Yongsheng’s master was.

He refused to say it, so he asked Grandma Dashan later, maybe she knew.

A small gossip seed sprouted in Liu Xiang's heart, and it was about to move, making him feel itchy.

At this time, Liu Yongsheng had already started to get busy. He was cutting and grinding with very skillful skills.

Moreover, he also had a measuring tool in his hand, which surprised Liu Xiang.

He carefully observed the measuring tool. There were vague scales on it, but they were just small, uniform grids with no scale units.

This should be an earthen measuring tool, used to uniformly measure the size of the same device.

However, this thing is very easy to use. With a unified measurement ratio, it greatly shortens the time for processing parts.

By evening all the parts were ready.

Liu Xiang also tried to assemble all the parts together.

After taking shape, Liu Yongsheng's eyes lit up. He did not expect that this young child would have such fantastic ideas.

He helped the old man stand up, grabbed the mechanical palm that Liu Xiang was going to install on his left hand, and observed it carefully.

Liu Xiang was not angry, but looked happily at Liu Yongsheng who was full of curiosity.

He was like a curious baby at this time, breaking it here and pulling it there, and he had a great time playing with the mechanical palm.

He might not even know that that gloomy old face was now filled with an innocent smile.

However, the good times did not last long. The old guy had enough fun, threw the mechanical palm to Liu Xiang, packed up the tool box and went out again.

Liu Xiang installed the mechanical palm on his left hand and experimented.

When the half joint of the thumb snaps toward the palm, the five fingers on the mechanical palm will form a linkage and close together to make a fist.

When the thumb joint is lifted back, the fingers spread.

The entire mechanical palm weighs more than twenty kilograms, but for Liu Xiang, who now has a strength of five to six hundred kilograms in one hand, this weight is nothing.

He moved a few more times and felt that the joints were not smooth enough.

So Liu Xiang went to the carbon stone pile, found a smaller carbon stone, ground it into very fine powder, and then sprinkled it on some moving joints.

After holding it together a few more times, it became much smoother.

After finishing these tasks, Liu Xiang looked outside the yard.

This afternoon, Grandma Dashan never came, and I don’t know what she was busy with.

So, Liu Xiang was going to go out to visit her house and find something to eat.

At this time, Liu Yongsheng came back from outside. When he saw Liu Xiang, he stretched out his hand and gave him something.

Liu Xiang looked at it and saw that it was half a roasted mouse.

It’s the half that takes the lead.

Oh, let me go. Liu Xiang was so frightened that he almost got thrown out.

At this time, Liu Yongsheng's voice came.

"Starting from tomorrow, you can eat one meal every day. If you are hungry, you can find a way."

Hearing what he said, Liu Xiang understood clearly.

Spring hunting is approaching, and this period is probably the most difficult time.

Giving up the idea of ​​going to Grandma Dashan's house, Liu Xiang returned to the house.

Looking at the roasted mouse in his hand, the taste was indeed tempting, but he couldn't pass the test in his heart.

He casually placed half of the mouse on the table and lay down on the torn fur blanket next to it.

Counting the hungry cries and thinking about some things, Liu Xiang fell asleep unconsciously.

In the middle of the night, he was woken up again and heard the sound of crunching food on the table next to him.

He was startled, thinking it was a rat.

But when he looked up, he saw it was Liu Yongsheng.

He might have woken up from hunger in the middle of the night and gnawed the half of the mouse.

The sound of gnawing made Liu Xiang's heart tremble, and she thought to herself.

‘This guy won’t be so hungry that he roasts me and eats me. ’

After thinking about it blindly, Liu Xiang turned over and fell asleep again.

The next day, Liu Xiang woke up from hunger. He came to the water tank and drank a lot of water until he was full.

Turning to look at Liu Yongsheng, he was not in bed. He didn't know when he went out, and he didn't know whose house he went to for food.

Liu Xiang learned some knowledge about survival in the wild last night and was ready to go out and try it.

I washed my face and was about to go out when Grandma Dashan came.

Although there was a smile on her face, it could be seen that it was very forced.

"Baby, there's not much food left. You have to eat sparingly. Don't go out for a walk if you have nothing to do. You'll get hungry quickly that way."

Grandma Dashan’s voice was no longer as loud as before, and she gave weak instructions.

Liu Xiang agreed, sat down and drank the bowl of meat and sorghum soup.

This time, he felt that the taste was not so bad.