What Xue Tou cannot tolerate the most is others’ contempt for him.

He gave this young master a lot of face. Since he insisted on having his own way, don't blame him for being ruthless.

Xue Tou grabbed both ends of the aluminum bar with both hands, smiled proudly, and started to break it off little by little...

The surrounding soldiers all showed victorious smiles on their faces, as if in the next moment, they could hear a "Peng" sound as they wished, and the aluminum bar was folded in half.

But in front of everyone, when the aluminum bar was bent to the limit, it did not break as expected, but stuck in progress.

When Xue Tou used his hands to the extreme, the curvature of the aluminum bar also reached the extreme, but it still did not break.

As time went by, the veins on Xue Tou's temples swelled, and the sweat on his forehead rolled down drop by drop.

On the side, many soldiers cheered for him, "Xue Tou, you are so powerful!"

"Xue Tou! Mighty!"

"Xue Tou!..."

Amidst the shouts, the aluminum bar in Xue Tou's hand bounced back, and with his roar, the aluminum bar came out of his hand, fell to the ground with a "bang", and swayed.

Xue Tou took two steps back and covered his hands.

Everyone was speechless.

Impossible!

Impossible!

A dignified Xue Tou, he has never lost to anyone in arm strength competitions carrying sandbags.

So why can't he even break an aluminum bar as thick as a thumb?

Everyone strongly suspected that there was something fishy.

Someone stepped forward and calmed the atmosphere and said: "Xue Tou must have worked overtime yesterday to hammer the plow. He was overworked and injured his arms, so he couldn't break it. Why don't we let the rest of us give it a try?"

Xia Qianqian smiled faintly and spread her hands, "Anyone can try it. No matter who breaks it, I recognize the bet just now."

As soon as she said this, a group of people gathered around and tried it one by one.

The first person to try it was so tired that he gasped and gave up before the aluminum bar could be bent.

The second person comes on...

The tenth person went up again, and the aluminum bar was still strong, with no sign of breaking.

This time, everyone is looking at me, and I am looking at you, and no one will want to try it anymore.

The soldiers looked at Xia Qianqian with no more contempt than before.

Xue Tou took the lead and took a step forward, cupped his hand, and said in a sincere tone: "Young Master, your smelting skills are really powerful. All of us are in awe of you."

Xia Qianqian's face turned red, and she waved her hands and said: "You are too modest. In fact, I am not proficient in the art of smelting."

What she is proficient in is just chemical equations and various experiments.

Nowadays, refining aviation aluminum is just a matter of putting things in experiments into daily life.

She does not own these achievements, she only draws on them.

"Master Mo is so humble!"

Xue Tou said bluntly: "Since Mr. Mo can refine such materials, if you want to make a hang glider, you need more than one triangular skeleton. Can you please stay and help us refine the other skeletons?"

Xue Tou's request is not excessive, but Xia Qianqian still has to go to college and start farming in the future.

She doesn't have much free time.

Picking up the three pieces of paper on the ground and handing them over, Xia Qianqian said: "I can help guide you a little, of course. But the most important thing is that you learn this skill yourself."

Xue Tou looked at the paper she handed over and said excitedly: "Young Master, do you want to teach us all these techniques?"

For the ancients, superb smelting skills were a means for individuals to settle down and make a living. Naturally, the links involved were confidential and would not be revealed to others easily.

And the young master in front of them handed over the things to them so easily.

This... is simply incredible!

"This is the secret recipe of the refining process. I have just demonstrated the entire process to you."

Xue Tou excitedly took the paper and read it up and down, not understanding a single word.

He looked embarrassed, "This..."

This is too difficult.

Xia Qianqian looked calm and said seriously: "This refining process is actually very simple. There are a few points that require special attention. I will copy down all the precautions and give them to Mr. Mo, and he will guide you.

Yes."

"Thank you, Mr. Mo Qian."

"Master Mo Qian, thank you very much."

The soldiers in the barracks are all upright and upright. Whoever has the strength will be respected.

The disdain in the eyes of many people looking at Xia Qianqian was replaced by admiration.

A person like that, no matter where she goes, she always has a golden light on her body, making it impossible for people to ignore her.

Xue Tou's big problem was solved and he felt great.

He stepped forward and patted Xia Qianqian's shoulder with his big hand, and laughed and said: "Little brother Mo Qian, since your smelting skills are so good, you are also good at iron tools. Go over there and help me look at the rake.

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In fact, Xia Qianqian ran to the training camp today to check the progress of the plow, which was the most important thing.

"Okay! I'll go take a look."

Xue Tou was overjoyed and put his hand on Xia Qianqian's shoulder without any intention of letting go, "Let's take a look over there."

In the diagonal stab, a hand reached out, blocked it gently, pushed the hand on her shoulder away, and stood beside her, "Let's go over there."

His expression was as usual and his tone was very calm, but the faint aura of alienation exuding from his body was enough to silence everyone.

Xue Tou's inquiry was suddenly interrupted, and he moved forward, wanting to add a few more words.

Geng Zhong thought to himself, and hurriedly grabbed Xue Tou's arm, "Let's go together."

Several people came to a corner of the field again, where some plow parts were piled on the ground.

Xia Qianqian squatted down and turned over the parts one by one to observe.

A plow needs to be made of iron. These soldier blacksmiths are all good at blacksmithing, and the quality of the plows they build will not be wrong.

Their only shortcoming is that the structural drawings are relatively modern, and there are some parts that they cannot understand, so it is difficult to understand.

I can’t understand that in the process of building it, there are naturally many difficulties and the speed is very slow.

Xue Tou took out the drawing at the right time, spread it out, and asked: "Brother Mo Qian, take a look at this. What does it mean? Can you understand it?"

Geng Zhong on the side chuckled and said: "Xue Tou, this drawing was drawn by Master Mo Qian."

Huh?

The look of shock froze on Xue Tou's face again.

Xia Qianqian looked as usual, lowered her head and pointed at the drawing, answering a few questions for Xue Tou, which made everyone nod their heads.

It’s really a word that wakes up the dreamer.

After overcoming several technical difficulties, Xue Tou was immediately full of confidence in delivering the plow on time.

As the sun reaches the top of our head, it’s lunch time.

Only then did a few people slowly walk out of the training camp.

In the Qingting carriage, Xia Qianqian thought about it and suggested: "The fabric on the hang glider needs to be specially made. I have a secret recipe that can weave a fabric that is airtight and rainproof. Are you interested?"

"Oh? Are you going to give it to me?" He leaned on the soft couch with a lazy tone.
Chapter completed!