[Jian San] Zhuang Hua is happy to be a father

Ye Xingtian studied very seriously, and it was getting dark before he knew it. Ye Boqiu ordered someone to arrange a room for him, and he lived directly with the swordsmith and the disciples of the sword in the Jianlu, without any special treatment at all.Before going to rest, Ye Fangzhao gave him a copy of "Kyushu Stone Record".

Ye Fang Zhao said: "I will borrow you for three days. You don't have to do anything else in these three days. I can recite as much as you can. After three days, I will come to test you. If you pass, then you can go to your uncle to learn how to forge swords." , if you fail—then keep on memorizing!"

"..." So, for the next three days, Ye Xingtian gnawed desperately on the book!

Simply... As long as it is not for cultural classes such as the Analects of Confucius, his memory is still good. Three days later, Ye Fangzhao randomly checked various mineral vein knowledge, and he answered [-]% to [-]%.

Ye Fangzhao was quite satisfied, counting him as passing the test, and said: "Although you have passed the test now, you also know that you are not all right, so in the future, you must be strict with yourself and remember to record those materials in your mind Li. Do you know?"

"Well, I see." Ye Xingtian nodded solemnly.

Ye Fangzhao said: "It's not enough to just talk about it without practicing fake moves, just to memorize them, you have to be able to hook up with the reality and really know them.

Our Hidden Sword Villa lacks everything, but there is a lot of ore. How about this, you go to mine some copper mines first and show me. "

With that said, he gave Ye Xingtian a gold mining hoe.

He snorted, and said: "It's not convenient to carry this kind of thing when you go out. When you travel in the future, don't forget to go to the Tiangong disciples in Wanhua Valley to buy a Tiangong? Suoye , that’s called convenience and practicality! Hang it on your waist with a big slap, and take it with you wherever you go! Hey!”

——So Ye Xingtian spent almost all of his day looking for ore - mining gold - looking for ore.

——Almost exhausted like a dog!

The first time he tried it, he often misidentified the mine, and finally selected a place where he worked so hard for a long time to dig out either rotten rock or the wrong mine.However, other mines are more difficult to dig than copper mines, and what is dug out is regarded as rotten stone!

Ye Xingtian almost cried.

... Fortunately, as Ye Fangzhao said, Hidden Sword Mountain Villa is indeed rich in minerals. After digging ten times or eight times, you can always find one or two right ones. The number of failures is too many. Ye Xingtian gradually summed up the rules He also worked very hard from identifying the wrong ore at the beginning and destroying it as soon as he dug it, to being able to identify the ore correctly and collect it in most cases.

After mining a lot of copper ore and putting them in the basket, the sharp piles were stacked together, Ye Xingtian looked at them with his hips on his hips, a strange sense of accomplishment/satisfaction/relief emerged spontaneously.

The basket was placed sharply, so he returned to the sword hut with the basket on his back.It was already dark at this time, Ye Xingtian was so tired that he didn't even eat any food after he came back, he jumped directly into the icy West Lake to wash the gravel and dirt on his body, and then rolled back to the dormitory loudly sleep.

When he was about to fall asleep, he couldn't help but think - Tibetan sword disciples can change from ordinary people to everyone playing with heavy swords, and their daily experience of mining and blacksmithing is absolutely indispensable!

——Ye Xingtian still remembers that among the sect missions that Qianye is responsible for distributing, one of them is mining!mine!

The next day, he went to look for Ye Fangzhao with the stones he picked yesterday, and after Ye Fangzhao identified them one by one, he nodded in satisfaction and said: "You have learned how to mine gold, but you want to be a good one. This is the beginning for a swordsmith, after you learn how to identify raw mineral stones, you need to learn how to shape them. Go find my brother Ye Fangda, he is a professional foundry master, and he can tell you how to cast it."

Ye Xingtian thanked him, and bitterly went to find the foundry master Ye Fangda.

Ye Fangda is very recognizable - he looks exactly like Ye Fangzhao.

Ye Fangda was also straightforward after hearing Ye Xingtian's intentions.

Ye Fangda said: "If you want to forge a sharp and strong sword, a suitable and perfect sword shape is the most basic requirement, otherwise, no matter how good the material is, it will be just a pile of broken copper and iron.

But it is not an easy task to shape a solid block of iron into the shape you want.This requires countless experiences - only after a lot of tempering can you grasp the essence of casting, know the angle and force of each hammer fall, and finally create the appearance you want according to your own imagination.

Come on, you are learning for the first time, we will start with the simplest.

——Make all the copper ores you mined yesterday into square copper ingots. "

With that said, he casually took a piece of copper ore and put it on the casting table, explained the basic process and method of casting to Ye Xingtian, and punched out a piece of copper ingot for him to use as a sample.

"...QAQ..." Ye Xingtian...

Ye Xingtian almost cried like an idiot—why on earth did I have to dig so many rocks yesterday! !

——Did you know that my arm hurt so much after digging the mine all day yesterday?Why is it casting today? !

Ye Xingtian hugged his basket, and walked heavily to another unused casting table.

The big yellow chickens in Jianlu looked at the little baby's wrinkled face that was about to burst into tears, feeling inexplicably distressed and pity... However, they still have to do what they should do_(:_」∠)_.

Ignite it, melt it, shape it—and hammer it down—why did it flatten? ! ╭(°A°`)╮! !What about knocking, knocking, and squares? !Why are you flat? ! QAQ!

The casting master asked Ye Xingtian to cast a square copper ingot for him, and then Ye Xingtian made a bunch of copper lumps with strange shapes, strange shapes, and strange postures_(:_」∠)_.

——Sometimes you spend a long time carefully tilting it up, and then you accidentally hit it with a hammer for a long time, and the effort is wasted.

——It’s more tiring than mining!

The only thing that comforts Ye Xingtian is that the smashed copper bumps can be returned to the furnace to be remade and reused. ...

…Otherwise, if you go to mine and beat him, you will really want to die QAQ!Maybe Master Uncle's heart softened once he died?What should I do if my heart is swollen? ! QAQ!

After seven days of fighting, he finally mastered the skill of casting copper ingots, and he could easily do it at his fingertips.

On the seventh day, he went to find Ye Fangda with the copper ingot he had made. Then, under Ye Fangda's watchful eye, he put the copper ingot back into the casting table, smelted and softened it, and molded it again.Fast and good.

Ye Fangda saw with his own eyes that the copper ingot changed from a square shape to a pile of rotten copper, and then turned into a square shape again, and he couldn't help being very satisfied.

He nodded in satisfaction and said, "Okay, now you have basically learned to identify mineral materials and shape the body, go report to uncle and learn the real sword-making technique."

Ye Xingtian was overjoyed, bid farewell to Ye Fangda overjoyed, and ran away in a hurry.

— Oye!I'm so excited to finally stop fighting with those copper lumps~(≧▽≦)/~!Master Uncle Ancestral Nest is here~

He ran to Ye Boqiu, Ye Boqiu was still forging the sword, so he stared at Ye Boqiu forging the sword, watched his posture, the angle at which his hammer fell, and tried hard to learn.

Occasionally, Ye Boqiu glanced back at him, seeing that he was staring at the scorching hot sword blank with all his attention, he couldn't help but secretly nodded, turned his body slightly to make it easier for him to see, and forged it more attentively.

After he hammered the sword into shape and quenched it, he turned to look at Ye Xingtian, and said leisurely: "How is it? You have learned everything?"

Ye Xingtian nodded quickly, cupped his hands and said: "I learned to recognize ore and metal modeling."

Ye Boqiu nodded and said, "Little God, do you know why our Tibetan Sword Villa was built in this place?"

Ye Xingtian shook his head blankly.

Ye Poqiu said: "Our Ye family was not here in the first place. The ancestors of the Ye family are descendants of the ancient Yue Kingdom, and the superb sword-making skills passed down from generation to generation from the ancient sword-making master Ou Yezi. In the sword-making skills of the ancestor Ou Yezi, there is a kind of Precious materials - My Tibetan Sword Villa is often haunted by magic soldiers, one of the reasons is because of the existence of this rare mineral material.

This ore is called black iron.

And on the edge of the West Lake, there are several black iron mines, which is why they chose to build the Hidden Sword Villa here. "

Ye Xingtian suddenly realized, but soon frowned, and said: "... Is it okay to say it so bluntly?"

"Ha!" Ye Boqiu was amused by his worried appearance, couldn't help rubbing his head, and said with a smile: "Silly boy, I only said it was a big reason!

——What is the use of knowing black iron ore?Many people in Jianghu know that our Tibetan Sword Villa uses black iron to forge swords, and no one has surpassed our Tibetan Sword. On the contrary, it has achieved the undefeated myth of Tibetan Sword.

Knowing that black iron is useless, if you want to forge a black iron sword, you must know how to forge it! "

Ye Xingtian scratched his head in embarrassment, and laughed twice.

Ye Boqiu said: "Since you have learned how to identify ores, go and mine some black iron ore. Master uncle will teach you how to forge black iron swords!"

As soon as he heard that he was going to mine again, Ye Xingtian instantly collapsed with bitterness, but in a blink of an eye, he heard that he could learn how to forge black iron swords, and he immediately became full of energy like a chicken blood, and said loudly: "Yes! "

Saying that, he ran away with ease.

Ye Boqiu was dumbfounded looking at the turbulent back, and couldn't help laughing and cursing: "... brat!"

The black iron ore was the focus of the "Kyushu Stone Record" given by Ye Fangzhao before. Ye Xingtian still remembered it. Although the ore was hard and laborious to mine, he still picked a bunch of it excitedly.

Holding the frame and squatting at Ye Boqiu's feet, he raised his head and looked at him eagerly, smiling flatteringly.

——The cute Ye Boqiu, a man in his decades, a rough guy who wants to cry!

- How many years? !How many years has it been since there was such a soft, cute and pink baby in Jianlu?Even if a delicate flower enters the Jianlu fire and roasts for three days, it will be burnt and rough!What's more, Cangjian Villa is a magic sect where blacksmiths make heavy swords, and soft girls must evolve into female men and strange women!

——It can be roasted here for so long and still look like juicy cabbage. Ye Boqiu has seen one in so many years—the current big owner of their family, his eldest nephew Ye Ying.

Ye Boqiu once thought that Ye Ying hadn't changed because of his profound energy and high ability to lock water and moisturize, but now looking at the juicy, white and tender cabbage seedling in front of him, he felt that it might be a physical problem.

——Because Xingtian’s little doll’s skills are definitely not as deep as his _(:_」∠)_, but he can’t even do it.

——So Xiaobaicaiyangzi must have inherited a special physique from his father!

... Although they are all fresh and juicy cabbages, it is eye-catching, but Ye Ying is too big and not as cute as other people's little baby meat buns!

Ye Poqiu looked at the same forged sword and himself covered in stinky sweat like a rabbit, and then saw the refreshing, pink and tender cabbage Ye Ying only felt envious and jealous, but looked at the one who was less than thigh tall and had a bun face with big eyes and tender eyes Ye Xingtian, who was able to pinch out water and looked at his little cabbage seedling with anticipation, felt bloody all over his face, and wanted to take a bite...

——As expected of an old man and grandson, he looks good! 【thumb! 】

↑Don't ask how Grandpa Ye came to the above conclusion, it was a story that broke Zhuang Hua's heart, so we won't talk about it _(:_」∠)_.

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Ye Xingtian: I really hate mining, always admitting mistakes (っ╥╯﹏╰╥c)...

Qiqimao: I really hate mining, although I have a plug-in that is good, but it runs a long way (っ╥╯﹏╰╥c)...

Ye Xingtian: I really hate casting copper ingots. The strength is too great to control. If you accidentally use too much strength, it will be flattened when you hit it with a hammer (っ╥╯﹏╰╥c)...

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Ye Xingtian: ...

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