Originally, sharpening a knife tests the blacksmith's skill. This method of second-hand blades will make the test more difficult. If you are not careful, you will damage the blade of the knife.

The edge of the watermelon knife was grinding between Li Zhenhua's push and pull, and gradually became what he wanted.

Li Zhenhua lifted a little water from the bucket next to him and sprinkled it on the knife.

The mixture of thornstone iron filings on the knife flowed down with the water.

This knife is considered a finished product as long as it is installed with the handle. If you want it to be beautiful, you can also use sandpaper and grind paste to grind it into a mirror.

Li Zhenhua took the knife blank and went to the vertical drilling machine to clamp it. Under his operation, two holes were drilled out of the hilt of the knife.

The wooden handle that had been prepared was installed and fixed with rivets in the middle.

The handle of this watermelon knife is still made of a full keel knife handle, which can be said to be the strongest knife handle.

"Ding, congratulations, I successfully made a watermelon knife, with a skillful and skillful degree of 1 (mm-level 1/1000)"

Holding a knife, yes, at this time, it can no longer be called a knife blank, it can already be called a knife.

Li Zhenhua, who wanted to make the knife perfect, took the knife into the house and was on the counter on the first floor.

After rowing all the sandpaper and grinding paste of the mesh numbers from low to high, Li Zhenhua began to sharpen the mirror for the watermelon knife.

When the mirror was finished, Li Zhenhua's cell phone prompted him that it was bedtime.

Looking at the knife in my hand, a day had passed unknowingly, and the watermelon knife I made myself also completed the final grinding.

Li Zhenhua looked at the watermelon knife in front of him and felt like he was a different life. Once upon a time, he would never have thought that he could successfully make a knife by himself.

Before, he always existed as an assistant, just to help his grandfather, but now with the help of Golden Finger, he is already qualified to get a small hammer.

I returned to the second floor with the knife and placed the watermelon knife on the bedside table.

This knife was made with care and was completed under the two functions of the gold finger, although it looks the same as a watermelon knife.

But if you really treat him as a watermelon knife, you would be a big mistake.

Who has ever seen a watermelon knife with a back that can reach 3 mm thick? This knife is definitely better than a paper-cutting knife used by the printing factory to cut paper.

Li Zhenhua could only put the knife next to him. If he lost it in the evening, his sin would be great.

Who knows what the stole the knife would do with it?

Li Zhenhua lay on the bed, thinking about what happened today, which was a magical day.

The day after he didn't persuade him to return, his luck turned around. Thinking about this, Li Zhenhua unconsciously went into his dream.

The sky was white and the sun was about to rise.

The rooster began to crow, and Li Zhenhua was woken up from sleep.

"Fuck, whose chicken is this? I won't let you sleep. I will definitely die tomorrow."

Li Zhenhua covered the quilt on his head and planned to continue sleeping.

But after five minutes, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Li Zhenhua had no choice. Since he woke up, he should get up. It would be just right to try the knife he had just made yesterday.

Thinking of the knife, Li Zhenhua quickly looked at the bedside table, and when he saw that he was still there, Li Zhenhua breathed a sigh of relief.

I really dare not throw this knife, and such a long knife is already a controlled tool.

Li Zhenhua put on his clothes and walked downstairs with a knife.

It was still dark at this time, and Li Zhenhua planned to find something at home to test how this knife was.

Li Zhenhua turned on the lights on the first floor and found them inside.

I soon found the hits, including iron nails, a stack of paper wraps, and the iced black tea bottle I bought myself yesterday.

Looking at the three things in his hand, Li Zhenhua quickly enough. At worst, he could just add a hemp rope.

He took the things to the anvil in the yard and first put the top on the anvil. Yang Yu did not care about the knife he had made, so he raised it and chopped it towards the iron nail.

The knife slashed on the iron nail, but there was a hint of obstruction. Then the iron nail was broken into two pieces and flew towards both sides.

Li Zhenhua took the knife to his eyes and carefully observed the changes in the blade.

I saw a small white dot on the blade where the iron nail had just been cut, which was not even damaged, let alone a breakup.

The iron nail tests the hardness of the knife, and it seems that the hardness is really good.

Next, newspapers and iced black tea bottles were used. The experiments later were very effective. Most of the piles of newspapers were cut into by Li Zhenhua.

Of course, there is no pressure when passing ice black tea bottles filled with water.

Li Zhenhua looked at the destructive power caused by the knife in his hand, and for a university dropout who has not entered the society, the impact was quite strong.

Because this is the first time I have made a knife close to a weapon, the only knife I have made before was a kitchen knife.

Looking at the knife in his hand, Li Zhenhua felt a little confused. Even if he could make such a knife, what if?

In fact, he didn't know what to do in the future. Without a goal, he became a little confused, and Li Zhenhua was stunned in the middle of the yard.

The sky gradually brightened, the sun rose, and Li Zhenhua woke up after being confused for a few minutes, and then thought to himself:

"I'm not Shabi, why do I think about this?

It's better to live the present, and I already have gold fingers.

And the prerequisite is the blacksmith shop, so I will run the blacksmith shop well.

I had made a reservation for myself to enter the research institute, but now I have a blacksmith shop, so this is my own private research institute laboratory.

And in the future, I just need to do some of my own interests and hobbies. I am not short of money now. Maybe some hobbies can change the world?"

After Li Zhenhua figured out this problem, he felt that his whole spirit had improved.

The anxiety that caused by dropping out of school was swept away.

It was dawn and people started to move on the streets. People in the town started to have a busy day.

Some people go to work, while others go to work in the fields, and they are all busy for the sake of vitality.

Li Zhenhua also raised the roller shutter door of the blacksmith shop. He had decided to continue opening the blacksmith shop.

Usually, I can repair farm tools for the villagers, but as for me, I continue to make iron in the backyard to replenish the quantity of goods sold in front.

The Li family blacksmith opened the door, and the news soon spread in the town.

Everyone knows that since the death of the old blacksmith of the Li family, his grandson has gone to school in another place.

Now that I know that the blacksmith shop is open for business, this is a topic of conversation after dinner, the news is still spreading to the villages under this township at a rapid speed.

After Li Zhenhua opened the door, no one came to him to buy things.

However, many neighbors came to visit each other, and they were the kind of people who left after saying a few words.

They came to confirm the authenticity of the news, and what they couldn't figure out was why a college student came back to open a blacksmith shop in this small ruined town.

A steady stream of people came in and left, and Li Zhenhua also hated this ineffective communication, so after saying something to everyone, he returned to the backyard by himself.

Just as Li Zhenhua returned to the backyard and was about to turn on the furnace to prepare something, he heard his cell phone ringing.
Chapter completed!