I Contracted Myself

"Come on, take a drink first."

Qiu Qiang stepped forward and handed a glass of water to Zhang Ping.

After Zhang Ping finished drinking the water, he said with a smile: "Yes, I originally thought you were impossible to stick to it. It seems that the school has gone wrong. With your current performance, it is more than enough to enter the top three. "

"By the way, Uncle Qiang, everyone has always referred to the patrol team and the investigation team as the three major organizations. The question is, what is the name of the third organization?" Zhang Ping looked up at this moment and couldn't help asking. Hold the question for many days.

Qiu Qiang was taken aback, and then he said, "I don’t know, Pearl City has always been called like this from before to now. Everyone is called the "Three". They all know that in addition to the patrol team and the investigation team, there are It’s an organization, but everyone doesn’t know what the organization is called or what it does."

"It's so amazing." Zhang Ping said unexpectedly.

Originally, he thought it was the original owner who only cared about exercise in the past, so he was not interested in these side-by-side information, so he didn't know what the third organization of the three major organizations was.

He only knows now, good fellow, everyone didn't know.

"Okay, don’t care what the third group is called, it’s nothing more than a secret department like an assassination troop. Have you stopped enough? Let’s take a look when you have enough. What is your first work? Fineness." Qiu Qiang did not continue this topic, but turned the topic back to forging.

Zhang Ping nodded, he got up from the ground and his eyes fell on the mold.

He glanced at Qiu Qiang, Qiu Qiang motioned to him to open it with his own hands, so he reached out to hold the switch and pulled it violently, the mold slowly opened, and a black knife with silver appeared between them. before.

silver?

Zhang Ping saw that the color was wrong, slightly frowned, and then looked towards Qiu Qiang.

"It really failed."

Qiu Qiang was not surprised. He laughed and took the knife.

The shape of this knife is the same as that of the pearl knife. The only difference is that the blade has a lot of silver threads. These silver threads are not evenly distributed and do not have the beauty of the red pattern of the pearl knife. .

He took the knife and walked to the test bench, first changed a test stone, and then raised the knife to chop.

blade light flashed and the stone did not crack, but the knife made a crisp sound, and then cut two pieces, and the tip of the knife finally landed on a large magnet not far away.

"Clean up." Qiu Qiang threw the knife to Zhang Ping and continued.

Zhang Ping took a look at the fracture of the knife and found that there were also a large amount of silver wire inside the knife, and the silver wire was also entangled with a kind of red thread. Because there is no regularity, the whole knife is It looks like a tree trunk hollowed out by termites.

"It should be that the mixing and kneading were not done well, and the materials were not really integrated." Zhang Ping looked at it and thought to himself.

He silently summarized his mistakes.

In fact, the most important reason is that the stove is too hot.

He squatted by the stove, feeling like he had become a roasted pig. If he roasted for a little longer, maybe he would be able to exude the aroma of barbecue.

There is power.

His strength is actually a lot worse, so in the process of'making noodles', it is very difficult, far less than the strong uncle lifting the heavy as if it were light.

As he packed his things, he walked over to Qiu Qiang and sat down.

"Take a rest when you are tired."

Qiu Qiang looked tired when he saw Zhang Ping, said with a smile.

When he first learned the art of mixing dough forging, he was even more unbearable than Zhang Ping. He didn't even complete the 1st Step. Later, under the pressure of Liu Tiefeng, he slowly mastered the know-how.

Next, he will give Zhang Ping a more detailed explanation of Zhang Ping’s mistakes in the forging process. This is more detailed than Zhang Ping's own summary. After listening to Zhang Ping, he will slightly compare the forging process just now. , Sure enough, a lot of gains.

"By the way, Uncle Qiang, I just failed the forging. How much did I lose?" Zhang Ping thought of the price of iron ingots and couldn't help asking.

Qiu Qiang sighed: "Almost sixty thousand yuan."

"..."

When Zhang Ping heard it, his heart was cold.

This loss, he can't afford to sell it.

"hahahaha, don’t you really believe it? Don’t worry, it’s not as expensive as you think. I will tell you how to deal with it later when there is too much waste." Qiu Qiang saw Zhang Ping's face pale and suddenly said with a big smile.

But extreme joy turns to sorrow, Liu Tiefeng’s cigarette stick fell on Qiu Qiang’s forehead at this time, and he immediately grinned and covered his head.

"Foot, where did you turn this kid back? The innate talent is almost catching up with the mountain, by the way, where did the mountain go?" Liu Tiefeng opened the mouth and said At this moment, the person was confused again, his eyes drooped, and he was lost in a daze, looking like he was in a daze.

Qiu Qiang took a look, slightly sighed, then patted Zhang Ping's shoulder, said solemnly: "Help me take care of Uncle Liu, I have something to do, let’s go first."

"en. "Zhang Ping nodded.

Qiu Qiang stood up, originally wanted to go out, but after thinking about it, he was not at ease, so he explained a lot of things, and talked for more than ten minutes before leaving Tiezhi reluctantly. soul.

In the store, the fire is still burning.

Zhang Ping sits to rest, taking a look at Liu Tiefeng from time to time.

In his last life, he used to be a volunteer in a nursing home for a period of time, so he knows how to take pictures of Old Gu people.

"Grandfather Liu, come, drink some water."

Zhang Ping got up and walked behind the counter, poured a glass of water in a cup, and carefully handed it to Liu Tiefeng.

However, Liu Tiefeng did not pay attention to Zhang Ping, instead he lowered his head and smoked a cigarette.

A few minutes later, Liu Tiefeng looked up at Zhang Ping and said in a calm tone: "Okay, put the cup down, that kid has already gone far."

"Uh ......" Zhang Ping blinked, feeling that Liu Tiefeng was a bit wrong.

Liu Tiefeng sighed, and said: "Well, I am actually not sick, and I know very well in my heart that most of Dashan has encountered accidents."

"Then you?"

Zhang Ping put the cup on the side table and looked at Liu Tiefeng in surprise.

It's mainly Liu Tiefeng's acting very good, and when he first saw Liu Tiefeng, Liu Tiefeng did look demented.

"I know the strength of Dashan very well. Qiangzi wanted to investigate the whereabouts of Dashan, but I was worried that he would encounter accidents, so I had to play dumb and let him have no time to take risks." Liu Tiefeng slowly said.

Although he wanted to find out who killed his son, he didn’t want Qiu Qiang to be in danger. He already had no son, so he didn’t want to see the sons of old comrades-in-arms. Gone.

Zhang Ping thought for a moment, and he already understood why Liu Tiefeng pretended to be sick. He couldn’t help asking: "Then Uncle Qiang won’t take risks now?"

"No Yes, once the kid has concerns in his heart, he will be like a tortoise and will not easily go to courting death." Liu Tiefeng said bitterly with a smile.

He knows Qiuqiang's character better than anyone.

Although Qiu Qiang usually looks carefree, he is actually very delicate, which is why Qiu Qiang can live to this day.

At the beginning, he opposed Qiu Qiang being an adventurer. Qiu Qiang verbally agreed and ran away as soon as he turned around. When he came back again, he had many scars on his body, but he became mature and capable.

From then on, he knew that verbal dissuasion could not stop Qiu Qiang from doing what he wanted to do.

So this time he chose to pretend to be sick.

Only in this way, Qiu Qiang, who is in trouble, will not take risks easily.

"Grandfather Liu, you are not afraid that I will tell Uncle Qiang?" Zhang Ping listened and couldn't help asking.

Liu Tiefeng took a look at Zhang Ping and asked: "Will you do it?"

"No." Zhang Ping said.

Liu Tiefeng said with a smile: "This is not enough."

Okay.

Zhang Ping has a feeling of being completely seen through.

"But Hadron is right. You are forging this very innate talent, but Hadron is not very good at teaching people, and he is not particularly concerned about forging, so there are many omissions. Where, in the next few days, I will teach you the real dough forging technique." Liu Tiefeng breathed out a mouthful of smoke and said seriously while looking at Zhang Ping.

This craft is not considered top secret at first, but it is the foundation of Liu's unique skill.

Originally, all this has been passed on to his son, but something happened to his son.

Liu Tiefeng can't bear the loss of skills. This is the heritage of mankind. After his loss in this generation, he will be ashamed of his ancestors and all mankind, so he must try his best to pass it on.

He originally planned to write the secret technique as a cheat book, but when Zhang Ping just forged it, he realized that he had a better choice.

The next day.

Zhang Ping got up at four o'clock and looked at the scenery outside the window before he realized that he had left the school dormitory.

He came out of the room and found that Liu Tiefeng got up earlier than him.

Liu Tiefeng sat on a chair in the living room, fixed his gaze at a sword not far away, and saw Zhang Ping coming out. Then he opened the mouth and said: "Okay, follow me Come."

Speaking, he got upstairs.

The third floor is Liu Dashan's studio, which is mainly used for weapon processing, such as inlaying special materials and gems for weapons, or changing the guard, and redesigning the scabbard and scabbard.

Liu Tiefeng brought Zhang Ping to the workbench, let Zhang Ping fetch the flour, and then directly taught Zhang Ping how to make noodles.

This time is really making face-to-face!

Liu Tiefeng knead the dough with both hands skillfully, said with a smile: "In fact, Qiangzi had already made dough when he was a child, so he might not have realized that the foundation of dough forging technique is real. Face-to-face, but he has been practicing since he was young, so he has already brought to the point of perfection. As long as the strength can keep up, naturally where water flows, a canal is formed, and you don’t have the foundation, then you can only take a shortcut. "

Speaking, he put many iron balls of different sizes into the dough and knead them quickly. Finally, the dough and the iron balls fuse together. From the outside, it is completely invisible that there is a large amount of iron balls in the dough. Iron beads.

"Now you come, put on the blindfold first, and then knead out all the iron balls in the dough." Liu Tiefeng stepped aside, looking at Zhang Ping and said.

Zhang Ping nodded, after putting on the blindfold and pressing his hands on the dough, he found that the dough is very firm. Obviously Liu Tiefeng has made the dough feel as close as possible to the forging material.

He kneaded the dough carefully, and found that after putting on the blindfold, the feel of the dough became very clear, and he quickly peeled off the iron beads in the dough.

This process is not 100% accurate.

Some small dough feels similar to iron beads.

He didn't know how Liu Tiefeng did this, but it did cause him a lot of trouble.