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Chapter 253 Drought

At noon, Bu Fan rode a little white donkey and wandered around the village looking for tasks.

Through the duel with the Red Flame Demon Saint, he understood that he should not neglect his cultivation, otherwise he would be overtaken by others.

But now that he has given his children a holiday, there is no reason to suddenly take them to class to gain experience.

"Uncle Li, where are you going?"

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Bu Fan saw a tall man walking over with an iron pot.

"It turns out to be the village chief!"

Li Er still respected him very much, "There was a small hole in my pot, and I wanted to take it to the next village to have it repaired."

Bu Fan turned over and got off the back of the little white donkey.

I looked at the iron pot on Li's second hand and saw that there was indeed a hole in it.

There is no blacksmith shop in their village, so if someone's farm tools in the village usually break, they will go to the blacksmith shop in the next village to either repair them or replace them with new ones.

However, the craftsmanship of the blacksmith shop is not very good, and the farm tools made are not very sharp, but they are cheaper than those in the town, so many people still buy farm tools at the blacksmith shop, or repair them.

"Fix it!"

A thought suddenly flashed through Bu Fan's mind, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Village Chief, if nothing happens, I'll leave first," Li Er said.

"Uncle, wait a moment!" Bu Fan quickly called him.

Li Er looked over with doubt.

Bu Fan coughed dryly and said, "Uncle, can you trust me?"

"The village chief is joking. I don't have to believe anyone else's words, but I will definitely believe the village chief's words!"

Ever since Bu Fan not only helped Li Er retrieve the bones of the old hen, but also helped his family obtain a considerable amount of compensation, he had been grateful to Bu Fan.

What's more, his two children are still studying in Bu Fan's private school, and now they are no different from the children in the town.

"I can repair your iron pot!" Bu Fan said seriously.

"Huh? Village chief, do you know how to forge iron?" Li Er said with wide eyes.

"Didn't you just say that you believe everything I say?"

Bu Fan was speechless, this slap in the face was too quick.

"Aren't I surprised? Village chief, I haven't seen you strike iron before. How come you can do it?"

Li Er smiled sheepishly. A trade like blacksmithing is not easy to learn.

Just like the blacksmith shop owner in the next village, he worked as an apprentice in a blacksmith shop in the town. After studying for more than ten years, he learned a little bit, and then returned to the village to open a blacksmith shop.

"You don't understand this. As the saying goes, a book has its own golden house, and a book has its own beauty. Although I have never made iron, I have read it in some books!" Bu Fan said matter-of-factly.

Li Er was confused when he heard this.

He didn't understand what it means that books have their own golden houses, and books have their own beauty like jade, but he could still hear one sentence clearly. The village chief had never made iron, but he had read the book.

"Village Chief, are you really good at cultivating?" Li Er asked, still a little unsure.

"able!"

Bu Fan nodded confidently.

joke.

He is a master of weapon refining.

Even magic weapons and magic weapons can be made, let alone mundane scraps of metal.

"Then I trust the village chief! I leave this iron pot to you, the village chief."

Li Er handed the iron pot to Bu Fan without thinking. He didn't believe Bu Fan's words, but felt that even if it was damaged, he would have to buy a new one.

After all, this iron pot has been passed down from his grandfather's generation to the present. It has been repaired and repaired too much, so it should be replaced with a new one.

[Task: Damaged iron pot]

[Task introduction: This is a weather-beaten iron pot that has gone through vicissitudes of life. It has silently contributed to a family for three generations, in exchange for a body of pain.

Even though he knows that his body is already overwhelmed, it still waits for the day when it will look new and continue to contribute to that family. Please help him!】

[Task reward: 50,000 experience points]

【Accept!Reject!】

this...

Was it Li Er who issued the mission introduction?

Or the iron pot itself?

However, the experience reward is quite high.

Of course, there was one thing Bu Fan was sure of. He had found another way to gain experience.

You must know that there are many people in Nouo Village who need to repair their farm tools. Even if each family has one piece, the experience value of that village will still be very rich after one year.

Just do it.

In order to avoid the villagers becoming suspicious, Bu Fan still asked Uncle Hei to go to the town to buy the tools needed for blacksmithing. When he bought them back, it was already dusk.

"Uncle Hei, thank you!" Bu Fan thanked him.

"Xiao Fan, you bought these things because you want to make iron yourself, right?" Uncle Hei hesitated, but still asked the doubts in his heart.

"Uncle Hei, you really guessed it. I recently saw some blacksmithing methods in the book and wanted to try it myself. If the test is successful, I will blacksmith the village for free in the future!" Bu Fan said with a smile.

"You scholars are smart, and you can learn everything from books, but you don't need to help us blacksmith for free, you still have to give what is due!" Uncle Hei smiled heartily.

Afterwards, after chatting some more, Uncle Hei said goodbye and left.

Bu Fan returned to the house, woke up Huo Qilin, and asked him to come over and help.

After all, refining weapons requires flames, and the beast-shaped furnace of Fire Qilin cannot be wasted.

Huo Qilin didn't feel any reluctance at all.

Because it knows that the Hermit can do this, it is reminding it that cultivation also needs to pay attention to proportions and not to rush.

Sure enough, he is indeed a powerful hermit.

[Congratulations on refining a top-quality magic weapon, please name it!]

Looking at the iron pot in his hand, a line of writing appeared in front of his eyes. Bu Fan was slightly startled. He didn't expect it to have such a function?

"Invincible Handsome Pot!"

[Named successfully]

[Invincible Handsome Pot: The ultimate magical weapon, 40% of the taste of cooking food]

Bu Fan was confused.

Increase the taste of food?

Magical weapons don't all increase defense or damage, so why is his one so weird?

Will the food cooked in this iron pot taste better?

How can this be!

But at night, Bu Fan slapped him in the face.

Not to mention, the taste of the dishes cooked in this invincible handsome pot is indeed very different.

If there was any difference, he really couldn't tell, but he just thought it tasted better than before.

Even, in order to test the effect of Invincible Handsome Pot, he even burned a dish.

Of course, the taste is hard to describe.

It seems that this invincible handsome pot only increases the effect of delicious food, rather than directly making the food delicious.

In other words, the more delicious the food is cooked, the Wudi Shuaiguo will directly increase the effect of the food by 40%.

Bu Fan had no intention of taking this magical weapon as his own.

Not to mention that this prop is a mission prop and is bound.

He just said that in his opinion, if it can't defend or escape, just increase the food effect, this top-notch magic weapon is simply useless.



Early the next morning, Bu Fan went to Li Er's house.

Looking at the brand new iron pot, Li Er's eyes almost popped out of his head.

Where is the iron pot here?

This is obviously a copper mirror, okay?

Before, Li Er thought that his iron pot was probably useless, but he didn't expect that Bu Fan would give him such a big surprise.

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