technical type

The grazing career on the grassland is always accompanied by migration, and occasionally some special things will happen. For the whole long summer, he did not meet anyone or anything. Ji Mo focused on the study of carving and left the river. When he was on the sidelines, he listened to Lang Ge's suggestion and took away a few smaller stones for future carving.

He is still young, and no one will ask him to do any work. He spends all his playing time carving, and the effect is still there. There are already beautiful lines on a few stones, which are very ordinary gray-white stones. It is carved into vivid bunnies and naive cats.

Hong Chou handed over all the carving rules he knew to Ji Mo. Some of them have carved many times, and they can carve things from their ancestors to the present. Those rules seem to be the established track. Walking on the same track, maybe adding some showy parts in various ways, but the overall style remains the same.

It's like the rabbit's ears are not short.

Because there is no finished product and there are not many materials that can be used for carving, Hong Chou always makes improvements on Ji Mo's finished product, so that he can understand what a standard is like, but when he asks him to carve a Before creating new things, Hong Chou would not tell what the fixed rules are like, let him have a concept first, but let him start carving with his own imagination, and then make modifications after completion.

This is different from what Ji Mo used to learn. When he used to learn, he always followed the model first. With the level of simulation, he knew what the fixed process specification was like, and then innovated on this basis.

When it comes to Hong Chou, it seems to be the other way around. First let him play it by himself. After carving it, Hong Chou will modify it for him. Obviously, this modification cannot be exactly the same as the previous one. It is the finished product carved by Ji Mo. Basically, the changes must be in line with Ji Mo's finished product. In this way, there must be some places that cannot be completely conformed to the regulations, and additional pictures must be drawn to explain them, which will take a lot of effort.

Ji Mo doesn't quite understand Hong Chou's teaching methods, but Hong Chou's explanation is very clear: "It is good to be able to fit, you have ideas, if you completely abandon your ideas and let you just learn those rules, On the contrary, the way is narrowed, 'craftsman' and 'teacher' are different, sculptors can only do those with fixed rules, but sculptors can carve even more amazing patterns on top of them."

When he said this, Hong Chou sighed dejectedly, and seemed to think of his former master and his former senior brothers, "My skill is the worst among them, and I can only carve out what others want in my whole life. I can’t do it by myself, I’ll be a sculptor for the rest of my life.” Looking at Ji Mo with more expectation, “I hope my disciple can become a sculptor and carve something more spiritual.”

He couldn't describe what kind of "spirituality" it was. Hong Chou had seen such works and was amazed by them. If he could think carefully, he could carve something similar to that, but it was still different. If the first one is amazing, the second one is just a stereotype.

Hong Chou himself understood this point. This is probably the difference between a sculptor and a sculptor. The former can only follow the latter, but the latter can continue to innovate and set new heights.

In other words, whether a sculpture has a soul depends on the means of the latter, not the former, and this is the gap.

Facing this expectation, Ji Mo glanced at the system screen——

[Main task: Carver. 】

[Current task: professional knowledge learning - (54/100)]

Obviously, a sculptor is not a sculptor. The difference of one word means that he may not be able to achieve what Hong Chou expected in his whole life. The gap may be the first stage and the second stage?

Although Ji Mo has never opened the second stage of any skill, he has some guesses about it. For the paper maker, those who passed the first stage of the assessment already have a feeling of being a ghost, and the second stage may be It will deepen this kind of ghosts and ghosts, and maybe it will be supernatural and unpredictable.

A swordsmith seems to be a "teacher", but thinking about the difference between that world and this world, at least this world has never heard of any swordsmith family. It can be imagined that the status of a craftsman is even lower, maybe even more under the merchant.

Then, in the second stage, maybe this kind of swordsmithing technique will be improved, and even the level of the swordsmith will be raised. If this is the ordinary sword, what about the fairy sword, or the divine sword?

As a person who has read many novels about cultivating immortals, Ji Mo feels that he can still imagine. Of course, what he imagined is the scene where he uses the fairy sword and the sword to fly all over the sky. It is definitely not guarding the stove and swinging the hammer. Try who knows.

There is a saying that there are three hardships in life, to sell tofu by punting on a boat.

Forging swords sounds nice, but most of the work overlaps with blacksmithing. It is one of the three hardships. It is okay to have a deadline. If there is no deadline, I will definitely not choose it.

In terms of sculpture, the second stage seems to be the sculptor, who may become more refined and "carve out something more spiritual." What is spirituality?soul?

Accidentally thinking of "ghost" makes people tremble again. Ji Mo is timid. Let's let go of this kind of "spirituality" that sounds beautiful. At least make the sculptor a good job first, otherwise everything will be out of the question.

Compared to starting the second stage carelessly, and then failing to pass the first level of the exam, stuck there, and accidentally stuck for the rest of his life, Ji Mo still chooses the relatively basic and easy first stage Test the water slowly, maybe you will find one that you are good at?

To be honest, let liberal arts students choose a handicraft that they are good at, is it writing a book?

Ji Mo would occasionally pass over such thoughts, but only occasionally, and more time, he still focused on learning the scattered and unsystematic knowledge taught by Hong Chou.

The benefits of this kind of object teaching are still there. I know what I have done. I have seen the effect after the changes. I recall the previous ones. I also know the quality of the changes in my heart. He's just a sculptor, not as tall as a sculptor, but in terms of technique, at least Ji Mo can't tell the difference.

The two are together every day. On this day, when Hong Chou was called away, Ji Mo followed him. He was a little surprised. The patriarch, in this respect, also protected private property.

"Is something wrong?"

The door curtain of the tent was rolled up, and the cool breeze was gradually coming in autumn, but it was not too cold for them. They could see the scene inside at a glance from the outside. Ji Mo first saw that Ale was among them, so he He asked Ji Xin who was by the door in a low voice.

"Shh, don't talk."

Ji Xin squeezed Ji Mo's mouth, like a duck's mouth, and made him shut it tightly so that he could not speak.

The patriarch was there, as were Cang Feng and Lange. Lange had a half-smile on his face. Half of Cang Feng's face was covered by his beard, so he couldn't see the expression clearly, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if he heard something. Glanced out.

The patriarch also took a look, with a smile on his face, and didn't reprimand him.

Ji Mo was stopped by Ji Xin from outside the tent. Hong Chou took a look at him and went in alone. No one asked the slaves to kneel. The specific reason for this may be that the ground is too dirty. Make the sky full of dust, let the people who sit eat the ashes.

Hong Chou just bent his waist slightly, which was regarded as a sign of respect, and no one challenged him, so Cang Feng showed his chisel impatiently: "You did this?"

The prototype of the chisel was a spear point. I don’t know where it came from. Anyway, after being discovered by Ji Mo, he asked for it from Ali. Later, he improved it and wrapped it with a thick layer of leather to replace the wooden handle. , easy to hold and use.

He made this with his own hands, how could he not recognize it, his eyes widened all of a sudden, his mouth was still pinched, and he didn't even bother crying out for the pain, so he grabbed Ji Xin's hand.

Ji Xin squeezed his hand so hard that Ji Mo's tears almost came out, and there was a constant "woo woo".

"……Yes."

Hong Chou responded directly.

Ji Mo waved his arms, no, this is his credit!

Ji Xin simply pressed him down, pinched him between his legs, changed the position of his hands, and directly covered his mouth, like trapping a thumping lamb.

At the same time, Ji Xin stepped back a little, hiding away from the side facing the door, and could hardly see what was inside the tent.

"Brother... woo... brother... I... woo..."

When Ji Mo couldn't see it, he became more impatient and struggled harder. However, Xin was not in vain at this age. The advantage of eating more meat is that he has more strength. It is easy and effortless to press him. He was sweating all over himself, but he couldn't get out of Ji Xin's oppression, and his mouth was covered.

"Be honest, don't make trouble."

Ji Xin didn't know that the chisel was made by Ji Mo, but instinctively felt that there might be something wrong and needed to be avoided. He knew that Ji Mo and Hong Chou, a male slave, had a good relationship, but he didn't want to see his younger brother stand up for a male slave, just in case Bad words, angered, not worth it.

"If you can make this, you will definitely be able to make other weapons!" Cang Feng's loud voice is beneficial, at least the people outside can hear it clearly.

"I can't do it. I only know how to carve, and I only know the carving tools." Hong Chou's voice was not loud, a little old, and he was already very old.

Ji Mo, who heard the voice outside, became quiet for a while, trying to hear more clearly.

Cang Feng got angry, he had a one-sided temperament, he didn't deal with anyone, how could he tolerate this, so he immediately put a knife on Hong Chou's neck, and roared: "I'll ask you one more question, will you do it?" ?”

"I really can't do anything else, only this." Hong Chou replied a little helplessly, what can he do?Do you want to tell others that Ji Mo, a child, can make a chisel by himself after hearing him tell him what kind of chisel it is?

This is not to protect Ji Mo deliberately, but because he understands that this statement is not credible, and he would not believe it if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, and what he said now will only annoy Ariel, who might be able to help him, and make him think that he is It was to push the matter to Jimo.

At that time, Ariel will definitely be the one who wants to kill himself.

Hong Chou knew how kind A Lie was to his two sons. He only had two sons, and he really didn't have many sons at all. He couldn't lose any of them.

"Don't be so anxious, it's impossible."

Lang Ge stood up to act as a good guy, and pulled Cang Feng's arm, telling him to put away the knife. The other party didn't really want to kill, but just to scare others, someone came to pull him, and he let go without twisting, but that The angry look definitely does not mean that the matter is over.

The patriarch glanced at Ariel. This is Ariel's private slave, not the property of the tribe. This is really not good. He smiled and said to Ariel, "He is just too impatient."

When he said this, it was hard for Ariel to say anything, and he didn't have much to defend Hong Chou, but this was his own private slave, and it was shameful for others to do this, but the other party was the son of the patriarch, the future patriarch , It’s not easy to care too much.

All the eyebrow-raising lawsuits in the open and in the dark were over in an instant, and Aleigh waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's good to have figured it out earlier." As he said, he stepped forward and asked Hong Chou, "Are you really Won't you do anything else?"

At the beginning, the tip of the spear was used as a small knife, but after a more suitable dagger came out, it was discarded. After a long time, even Ariel can't remember what it was like at the beginning, but it is definitely not the chisel now. .

"Really not. I'm a sculptor. I only know how to carve. I'm very familiar with these carving tools. I really don't know about the others." Hong Chou said helplessly, apparently he hadn't realized Ji Mo's How special and impossible this "talent" is.

These days, weapons are really not made casually. The temperature of the fire, how much other metals are added to the cast iron, how long, wide and heavy are all problems. It is definitely not something that can be done by imagination. Bent, cracked, don't think iron swords won't have these problems, they all have them.

There are many blunt knives. If just one person can fix it by smashing it twice and burning it twice, then the blacksmith will not be very popular.

The service life of any weapon will not be a lifetime, the lack of casting technology will cause various problems in the process of use, and the grassland lacks trees, charcoal, fuel, and correspondingly lacks iron ore and ironware , which is also a major factor restricting their development.

If you can make achievements in this, not to mention the prestige among the tribes, even if you trade with other tribes, you will have more confidence, not to mention how much benefit you can exchange if you dedicate people in this area to the big tribes. No wonder Cang Feng was impatient, he was eager to do something so that people would think that his prestige was enough to be the patriarch.

This may be due to the competitive psychology of the child who hopes to surpass his parents when he grows up, but from the perspective of the parents and the patriarch, it is a bit ambitious to do this. He is still strong, and the little wolf will overthrow him?

What a white-eyed wolf.

"I think what he said is true." Ariel thought for a while and gave such an answer, which seemed to give him trust, followed by the next sentence, "If he really had this talent, he would have He won’t come out and save his grandson without speaking out.”

The patriarch still knew Hong Chou's experience, and he gave it to A Lie through his hands. This thought is right, and looking at Cang Feng, he was even more dissatisfied. After saying a few words, the atmosphere eased, Cang Feng knew that he couldn't get what he wanted, so he strode away angrily.