"What are you busy?" Zitong stepped into the room and did not help him to promote the wheelchair.
From what happened just now, she has seen the stubbornness of Dream Floating. She also knows that this teenager has a very self -esteem. Sympathy him will make him uncomfortable. The best way is to treat him as an ordinary person.
"I have received a lot of orders these days. I have some ideas. I want to engrave them first to see if the other party is satisfied." Meng Fusheng pushed the wheelchair to the table, and picked up the table from the table.
The model of the model short -edge is handed to her hands, "This is a small sword customized by the little princess, I haven't done it completely."
Zitong raised his hand to take over the model in his hand. I saw the sword about two feet long and short, the horn handle was not large, and the sword was slender. Although it was only a wooden model, it still revealed the feeling of revealing.
The talent of Mengfu Sheng on weapon refining is indeed extraordinary.
"This sword should be very sharp, but once such a slender sword is stabbed into the body, it is afraid that it will not be very good." Zitong Road.
"Yeah, I was thinking about this problem just now." Meng Fusheng took the short blade from her hands. "Add some patterns or anti -spines on the sword, which can solve this kind of problem, but if that's the case, it will inevitably affect
The sharpness of the knife. "
Zitong smiled, "It's better, add a blood slot!"
After the blade is pierced into the body, the human muscles will instinctively shrink, forming pressure, so that the knife is not easy to pass out. Therefore, the blood groove is often used on the knife on the modern knife, so that the external air can enter the balanced muscle that can enter the balanced muscle.
The pressure is easy to knife.
Zitong is a lover of cold weapons, and naturally he is also very studied for these things.
"Blood tank?" Meng Yusheng looked at it in doubt.
The purple pupil stretched out his fingers and gently scratched on the blade, "Here, open a groove."
Meng Yusheng's gaze passed through the place where she scratched, and immediately, "I know."
At present, he has taken the carved knife on the table, and three times or two times, and he has already scratched a straight groove on the sword.
Holding his horn handle, he waved twice gently, and immediately showed excitement.
"Yes, this can not only solve the problem of dating the sword, but also the sword body can also be lighter, and it will not affect the solidity and sharpness of the sword." Meng Fusheng looked at Zitong with a smile, "Zitong, you don’t do it.
It's a pity! "
"I want to be a refiner, where do you go to the Qiaoge to do business?" Zitong joked.
Mengfu Shenglang laughed, "reasonable."
Put down the sword and engraved knife in your hand, turn around to push the wheelchair, and go to the inner room. "Come, let me see what I practice."
The two walked into the inner room together, and saw that in the large space inside, full of various weapons, armor, protective gear, etc.
Zitong picked up the things on the table and observed carefully. Everything here is slightly different from ordinary weapons. It is ingenious.
Meng Fusheng was next to him, and carefully explained her improvement to her. Halfway, he suddenly raised his hand and patted his head.
, I'll call the next person to prepare tea for you ... "
"No more!" Zitong held his back of his wheelchair, "It's too busy in front of the shop, it's all your own, don't be so polite, and I am not thirsty."
Meng Fusheng just thought that she was afraid of causing trouble to him, and sighed softly, "I am really useless now."
"If you are useless, there will be no useful talent in the world!" Zi Tong's eyes swept across the lonely look on his face, put down the knife in his hand, and looked at him seriously, "Fu Sheng, I can take a look at you.
Legs?"
PS: Mr. Fusheng, take off your clothes and check your body, ha...