When he said this, the man suddenly realized that something was wrong! He was about to turn his head to see who was talking so brazenly, but at this moment, a burst of cheers suddenly sounded in the open space in front of him, including him.
The attention of everyone in the room was immediately attracted to him! He no longer wanted to look at the person who was talking nonsense behind him.
"Look, look! It's about to start!"
"Shh, keep your voice down! I can hear you!"
"Why are you putting it on the stove? Are you preparing to cook?"
"Pfft... Cooking? Why don't you eat me to death? If you don't even look at it, is it rice that's being cooked in the stove? That's molten iron!"
Seeing the protagonist appear on the stage, there was an immediate buzz around him. Xiao Han, who originally wanted to find Xue Pan and others, was overcome with curiosity and hurriedly tiptoed forward to look forward!
After passing through the dense crowd of people, I saw only the open space in front of the archway.
A man who is not tall but has an unusually stocky body, especially his arms, which are almost as thick as an average person's thighs, is shirtless, holding a stick in one hand and a spoon in the other, standing quietly in front of the hot iron stove.
At this time, it was still the twelfth lunar month of winter in Guanzhong, especially the wind at night, which was as cold as a knife. Even though Xiao Han was wearing thick fur clothes and crowded among the crowd, he still felt very cold!
But the cold wind blowing on the man's body was like hitting a hard rock, unable to shake him at all.
The cold wind blew, causing the flame in the stove to flicker and dim, rise and fall.
Just when the flames turned the furnace of molten iron red, the man finally moved.
I saw him first slowly scooping out a spoonful of golden-yellow iron juice from the stove, and then, with everyone holding their breath and watching intently, he gave a loud drink, and then threw the iron juice into the air!
"ha!!!"
It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!
Just as the glowing mass of molten iron jumped into the air, the man picked up the stick with his other hand and hit the molten iron in the air with all his strength!
Next, just listen to a soft sound of "Bang!"!
Xiao Han only felt a sudden light in front of him! Countless small groups of firelight instantly rose from the air. Against the backdrop of a big tree behind him, they looked like countless silver flowers in full bloom. They suddenly appeared on the top of the big branch, and then appeared again.
It was blown into the air by the wind, and finally fell slowly until it disappeared on the cold ground.
Countless sparks gradually dispersed, but the surroundings became extremely quiet.
At this moment, both adults and children had a look of fascination on their faces, quietly looking at the darkening sky, as if they were still reminiscing about the glory of that moment!
The scene just now was too beautiful and too shocking! But the most pity is: beautiful things are always short-lived, just like these fireworks, they disappear in an instant!
"good!!!"
Finally, I don’t know how long it took, someone reacted and started applauding loudly!
When the others heard this, they suddenly woke up and clapped their hands together, applauding the man!
"I haven't seen enough! Do it again!"
"That's it! Fight again! If there is no molten iron, Wang Ergou's house is next door. I will take out his iron pot and melt it!"
"Get the fuck out of here! Why do you want to melt my iron pot? If you want to melt it, it's also your hoe!"
Countless applause and cheers rang out! Amidst the waves of cheers, the man remained unmoved. He steadily scooped out the molten iron again, threw it into the air, and exploded with blows!
And unlike the first time, this time he didn't stop for a moment, one after another, without stopping.
Under this rhythm, new fireworks often fly into the sky before the flying fireworks fall to the ground. The night sky against the background is like a dream, which makes people feel so relaxed that they almost forget to breathe.
"Is this the Fire Tree and Silver Flower?"
Xiao Han was mixed in with the excited crowd, also with his mouth wide open, looking at the performance of the man in front of him in shock!
He really didn't expect that that person could use only a spoonful of molten iron to create a scene that was more beautiful and shocking than the fireworks of later generations! This kind of shock would never be believed unless you had experienced it yourself!
Finally, no matter how long it took, a furnace of molten iron was beaten until not a drop of it was left.
The man also dropped the spoon and stick, leaned on his knees, and panted heavily. In the cold weather, his body and head were covered with sweat!
"do not fight?"
"Is this the end?"
"Bah! You're done! Didn't you see that man's arms were too tired to lift up? How about you go up and try?"
"Uh, forget it, I'm afraid I'll burn myself to death..."
Seeing the end of the performance, the bankers who came back to their senses were still not satisfied, but they knew that if they wanted to watch it next time, they would have to wait until next year, so no matter how reluctant they were, they had to slowly start to disperse in groups of three or two.
The adults gradually dispersed, but the children refused to leave. Some of them carrying lanterns almost lowered their eyes to the ground, trying to find the missing silver flowers.
It's just a pity that the ground that was covered with silver flowers just now is now smooth and smooth. Except for a few scattered black dots, nothing else can be seen. The brilliant silver flowers are really like those in myths and legends.
Appear in the mortal world for a moment and disappear in the blink of an eye.
"Dad! Why did you come?"
The crowd gradually dispersed, and Xiao Han also found Xue Pan and An An at this time. He happily stepped forward and picked up his daughter. Listening to her milky and sweet moans in his ears, Xiao Han couldn't help but feel the look on her little face.
He kissed me hard, and then asked: "Are the fireworks just now good-looking?"
"It looks good!" When An An heard this, he didn't bother to wipe the saliva on his face, and nodded vigorously with joy: "Dad, please call me and see if you can!"
"Uh..." When Xiao Han heard this, the smile on his face disappeared instantly.
After all, he went to junior high school and studied physics!
How can you not know the temperature and weight of molten iron?
Let him go to forge iron flowers? If he doesn't get burned to death, it will be really blessed by the Lord!
"Well, this thing will look good if that uncle fights it. If An An wants to see it, daddy will ask him to fight it for you tomorrow night!"
"Okay, okay! I want to watch more, longer, and bigger fireworks tomorrow night!"
"Okay! Hahaha, as long as An An is willing, we can watch as long as he wants!"
Xiao Han, who had successfully prevaricated, hugged his daughter and laughed, completely unaware that the iron-clad man was so frightened that his whole body shook!
What does it mean to watch it tomorrow? What does it mean to want to watch it for as long as it takes?
Even the donkeys in the production team can't be used like this, right? I wonder if it will take ten days and a half for the arm to recover after such a performance? No, I have to leave quickly, leave tonight! Otherwise, this arm will probably be useless
