The man in charge of managing the blacksmith shop is a strong, broad-shouldered man. He is wearing shorts and a naked upper body. His attire is no different from that of other sergeants. The only difference is that he has a bald head and nine perms on his head.
A ring scar.
It seems that this man is a monk who ran away from Buddhism, but people in the army come from all over the world, so this is not surprising at first. But the name above this guy's head is so cool: mentally retarded, Li Jiuyang couldn't help laughing.
"Who dares to trespass into the Forbidden Forbidden Area!" Li Jiuyang's laughter alarmed the mentally retarded master. The guy glanced at him and shouted angrily.
"Hello, master mentally retarded." Li Jiuyang walked over with a smile.
"Oh, it turns out to be General Macho!" After recognizing Li Jiuyang, the retarded master laughed and said: "There are always some sergeants who feel that the weapons in their hands are not sharp enough and come to me to help recast them, so I was a little impatient when I spoke just now, General Macho.
Don’t be offended.”
"The mentally retarded master is doing his duty, but I interrupted him for no reason." Li Jiuyang said a useless line, then took out the general order given to him by Zhao Da, and said: "General Zhao asked me to come to you with this order.
, please help me if I have something."
The mentally retarded master took one look at it and laughed and said: "The macho general is generous and generous, and the news of improving the food at noon has spread throughout the military camp. Not to mention the general's order, even if there is not, the young man is willing to face the macho general's heroic spirit.
Please help with all your strength!”
Li Jiuyang secretly laughed in his heart. Three hundred gold coins could gain the whole army's goodwill towards him. This money was well spent.
"Come here, bring my Qinglong Cauldron and make a tiger-shaped charcoal fire. I will personally forge soldiers for the strong general!" The retarded master shouted loudly without waiting for Li Jiuyang to speak.
"Uh..." Li Jiuyang was slightly startled: "Did the mentally retarded master have any foresight?"
"Haha, the macho general is making fun of you!" the mentally retarded master laughed and said, "Come to a place like this to find me. In addition to making magic weapons, does the general have anything else to do?"
"Smart!" Li Jiuyang smiled. Damn, although this guy is called mentally retarded, his IQ is not low.
Following the order from the mentally retarded master, a dozen strong men from the rear carried out a large blue cauldron with a dragon carved on it and placed it on the stove. Then they took out pieces of charcoal carved into the shape of a tiger from a wooden box.
, and threw it into the big cauldron.
After everything was ready, the sergeant in charge of pulling the bellows slowly and evenly moved the bellows. The charcoal in the cauldron turned from black to red, and a blazing flame ignited in less than three minutes.
"General Macho, I wonder what weapon you want to build. Have you prepared the materials?" the mentally retarded master touched his bald head and asked.
"Oh, I want to make a long stick like Zhao Da." He took out the iron ore from the package that the village chief of Novice Village used to make weapons for himself, and handed it to the mentally retarded master: "Master, what do you think of this piece of iron?
"
"It's just a slightly better quality iron ore in Jiangshan Continent. It's nothing special." Taking the iron ore in his hand, the mentally retarded master shook his head disdainfully: "If we want to cast long sticks, if we let the mediocre blacksmiths in the city cast them, at most
If you shoot a red weapon, even I can only make an orange weapon!"
"I'll go." Li Jiuyang is now a little impressed by the mentally retarded master. Other blacksmiths in Jiangshan can use the same materials to create red equipment, but what if the mentally retarded master can produce orange equipment?
"Macho General, I joined Buddhism when I was young. Later, the monks in the temple where I worked were killed by the rebels. I became furious and joined the army. Although I am a forbidden soldier, I still remember the Buddhist precepts and do not lie." The mentally retarded master thought that Li Jiuyang was suspicious.
His ability is a bit unhappy.
"Master of mental retardation, of course I didn't mean that." Li Jiuyang said expectantly: "I just want to ask, if I want a piece of purple equipment, what materials do I need to prepare?"
"Purple equipment?" The mentally retarded master thought for a while and said: "Macho General, with the strength of General Zhao, he can only use blue equipment. Don't say you don't have the materials. Even if you have enough materials, I can build it for you. You
It’s also difficult to control!”
"Uh." Li Jiuyang scratched his head, damn, he was a little too anxious.
"General Macho, if this piece of iron ore is strongly calcined, the remaining material can probably be used to make a steel knife at most. The quality should be a third-level orange weapon. If you don't like it, you can ask General Zhao for help. As long as
He agreed that I could extract some steel essence from other equipment, and maybe I can create a fourth-level green weapon for you!" Seeing that Li Jiuyang seemed a little reluctant, the mentally retarded master said.
"Other equipment? What kind of equipment?" Li Jiuyang took out a dagger from the package: "Is this okay?"
"Any iron product will do, but the quality of this dagger is really poor. We need at least 50 of them!" The mentally retarded master glanced at them and said expressionlessly.
"Any iron product will do, that's no problem!" Along with the trophies he picked up from Taobao, Li Jiuyang now has a total of 260 pieces of equipment lying in the package! He found some whiteboard weapons, junk helmets, and iron armor inside.
All of them were still on the ground: "Master mentally retarded, are you satisfied with this?"
"There are 57 iron products in total, which should be enough. But no one is 100% sure about casting soldiers. Don't be offended if the smaller one doesn't produce the best." After asking his men to count the number, the mentally retarded master said: "But
Don’t worry, macho general, even if it’s a junk weapon, if you get good materials in the future, you can still upgrade it.”
"Oh oh oh, no problem, no problem, fight with confidence and fight hard!" Li Jiuyang was even more happy when he heard that weapons can be upgraded here in the future. There is a hidden sect, and even the functional NPCs are so awesome!
"Young men, calcine General Macho's equipment and hand them over to me!" the mentally retarded master ordered, and the sergeant behind him hurriedly picked up the equipment and went to the side for calcining.
The mentally retarded master held the iron tongs in his left hand. He first placed Li Jiuyang's piece of iron ore in the Qinglong Cauldron and calcined it. After the iron piece turned red, he picked up a sledgehammer weighing fifty or sixty kilograms in his right hand and made a clanging sound.
When you hit, sparks will fly everywhere.
The retarded master was very focused when he was forging iron. In less than a moment, the originally square iron block was beaten into a discus. At this time, the sergeants in charge of the first calcination also clamped the tempered steel essence.
, the mentally retarded master put the steel essence on the discus, calcined it again, and beat it again to fuse the two into one.
If you were to forge weapons in the main city, you would usually be done in two minutes, but now a full five minutes have passed, and the mentally retarded master has just completed the process of calcining and extracting the essence.
"Macho General, wait a moment." The mentally retarded master put the cooled iron block into the Qinglong Cauldron again and said: "General, because the steel essence extracted from this iron block is extracted from many pieces of equipment, although it does not affect its use, it will be quenched after being quenched.
The colors are different at the end, which is very ugly. If the general doesn’t mind, you might as well take out thirty gold coins and wait for me to finish it and let the little ones plate it with gold. Then it will be perfect."
"Thirty gold coins?" This process was obviously an official attempt to make money. Li Jiuyang would have refused if he had been hunted down before, but now there were more than a thousand gold coins in the package, which was not enough for such a small sum. Therefore, he thought about it.
If you don't want to, take out the gold coins and give them to the other sergeants.
"Macho General, look at it!" The preparations were basically completed, and the mentally retarded master roared: "Young men, get the thunder stick mold!"
Before his voice fell, several sergeants pushed out a stone mill about two meters long. The stone mill was solid at one end and had a round hole as thick as a baby's arm in the middle of the other end. The sergeants pushed the stone mill all the way to the bottom of the Qinglong Cauldron.
Aim the round hole at the mouth of the green dragon in the middle.
"Add air, melt iron, and grout!" The mentally retarded master ordered again. The sergeant who pulled the bellows worked harder. As the fire in the Qinglong Cauldron became more intense, the red-hot iron began to slowly melt. The red iron
The juice is like magma, moving along the grooves of the Qinglong Cauldron, and finally gathers in the middle.
The green dragon in the middle of the Qinglong Cauldron has its head at the bottom and its tail at the top, and it is completely hollow. The iron juice is poured from the dragon's tail, and flows out from the open mouth of the dragon under the pull of gravity, falling perfectly into the stone.
Grind the round hole in the center.
"Open the mold!" After all the iron juice was poured in, the mentally retarded master ordered again.
Several sergeants passed by each end of the stone mill. They grabbed the groove above the stone mill with both hands, and then used both arms to forcefully lift the upper half of the stone mill! It wasn't until this moment that Li Jiuyang understood.
This stone grinder was like a mineral water bottle that had been cut in two by someone standing upright! Originally, he was thinking about how to take out the stick, but he didn't expect that this was what happened.
Although he didn't know how much history the retarded master's interpretation of the process of forging a weapon had, but after witnessing the process of forging a long stick today, it reminded him of a piece of news he had seen before.
It is said that while cleaning the 11th hole in the No. 1 pit of Qin Shihuang's Terracotta Warriors and Horses, archaeologists discovered a "memory alloy sword." This bronze sword was bent by a 150-kilogram pottery figurine, and its bending degree exceeded
When people removed the pottery figurine, an astonishing miracle occurred: the narrow and thin bronze sword rebounded straight in an instant and recovered naturally.
The "morphological memory alloy" dreamed by contemporary metallurgists actually appeared in the Qin Dynasty figurine pits more than 20 years ago, which makes people sincerely admire the miracles created by our ancestors.
Of course, no matter how hard the Jiuzhou Group tries to get closer to history, it is impossible to completely restore the historical truth. It can only have a general meaning. However, even so, people can't help but admire the wisdom of the ancients.
"Polish, gild, and quench!" Of course the retarded master didn't know what Li Jiuyang was thinking, so he gave the last order.
The sergeant holding a razor and file in his hand first scraped away the iron juice that overflowed around the long stick. Then some sergeants used iron pliers to clamp the first and last ends of the long stick and rotate it. Some sergeants took out thirty
The gold juice formed by melting the gold coins was brushed layer by layer on the stick. Finally, the mentally retarded master took a bucket of mountain spring water and slowly poured it on the mold from beginning to end, making a hissing sound in his ears and the mist rising.
Not long after, a strong golden light burst out from the long stick on the mold, which was so piercing that people couldn't even open their eyes.
