Chen Mou glanced at all kinds of strange tools. He only recognized a few of them. He chose a wooden ruler, a yardstick and an iron rule, and took four lifting pens (graphite core pens) of different thicknesses.
ancient drawing tools).
He spread out a piece of rice paper and began to draw the sword he conceived (plagiarized).
He did not draw according to formal drawings, which although it looks intuitive, is very dull.
He adjusted the perspective angle to the upper right, and the blade of the sword retracted into a thin arc, which was not a common straight line. The tip of the sword was particularly wide and protruding, making it look sharp and domineering. Four slender diamond-shaped gems were inlaid on the upper end of the sword spine.
Slightly higher than the spine of the sword.
The sword guard part is designed with gorgeous raised lines, undulating layers, and a gemstone is set in the middle.
The hilt of the sword is recessed into an elegant arc, echoing the sword body. The tail end is decorated with two gems, and the sword is made of a rough beast.
The size ratio is also different from common specifications. The sword guard to the tail takes up one third, which is very unique.
He didn't have Master Zhong's rules and regulations in his mind. He drew the shape of the weapon by referring to the style of the colorful bead sword in the game. As for whether it could be forged, how difficult it was, whether it was practical, etc., it was none of his business.<
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He only wants to design novel, luxurious and domineering designs.
Let the experts go away.
He was reluctant to use the famous Frostmourne sword style on a dandy he had never met.
After drawing the sketch, he used a bamboo ink pen used for carpentry drawing lines and dipped it in burnt ink to enhance the rough and thick black virtual and solid processing of the edges, making the contrast between black and white more intense and shocking.
Finally, the gemstone is dyed with sapphire blue that changes in levels, and a light blue cold light with changing shades is wiped out from the blade, which is a great visual impact.
For most of an hour, Chen Mou took the renderings he had "designed" and walked along the corridor to the West Room.
The "ding-dong" sound of forging iron in the forging room is very rhythmic, and the hammering is non-stop, which is a kind of heavy metal enjoyment.
Walking into the forging room, Chen Mou saw a fat black man wearing a short coat, shirtless, swinging a sledgehammer "whooshing" to make the wind, and hitting wherever he hit with the young apprentice's small hammer. It was obvious that he had practiced the posture.
Come prepared.
Is it so easy to apply for a job as a blacksmith apprentice?
Master Zhong crossed his arms and made no secret of his admiration for the fat man. Look at his body and feel. It would be a waste if he didn't come to forge.
Taking the roll of drawings handed over by Chen Mou with both hands, Master Zhong glanced at the respectful young face, slowly opened the drawings, his casual expression was gone, his eyes were condensed, and a light flashed.
Look at the appearance to see the fun, but the insider will look at the door.
Master Zhong almost cursed, what a damn talent!
He almost misjudged people because of their appearance.
This kind of gorgeous, exaggerated, unique, domineering and smart sword style is lucky that the pretty boy can come up with it and draw it. Isn’t it the unique taste that a playboy like Master Ma needs in the world of immortality?
Even if he were killed, he would not be able to design so many unconventional and unreasonable shapes. In order to pursue novelty, he would double the difficulty of his subsequent forgings. He was just asking for trouble. If his apprentice dared to act like this, he would not be so loud.
Serve.
You haven’t learned how to walk yet, yet you dare to take steps and run without fear of breaking your eggs!
"Ding ding", the young apprentice knocked twice, ending this round of trial work.
Seeing Master Zhong staring at the drawings, his face full of confusion and sometimes frowning, the young apprentice put down his tools and curiously came over to take a look. There was a "hissing" sound in his mouth, and he couldn't help but praise: "Luxury,
Novel, unique, and overbearing!"
Young people all have wild and unfettered ideas in their hearts, which have not been erased by time.
He gave Chen Mou a thumbs up in admiration.
Cherish each other and show respect.
"Pa", Master Zhong slapped the apprentice on the back of the head and scolded: "Don't be fooled by these flashy things."
He carefully rolled up the drawings and said to the fat man who was waiting for the results after the trial work: "Xue Biao, right? From today on, you can start work. If you have anything unclear, you can ask Wan Lin."
"Yes, thank you Master Zhong for taking me in."
The fat black man was overjoyed and quickly bowed to express his thanks.
Chen Mou was disappointed. He had been busy for a long time, but he still couldn't catch the eye of Master Zhong.
He wants to get back the drawings he worked so hard to draw, and then try his luck at the next blacksmith shop?
Master Zhong continued to assign: "Wan Lin, take this little brother to the hall to rest, make a pot of good tea, and wait for me to come back to discuss the monthly salary."
Chen Mou was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was the little brother Master Zhong called him.
The road was full of twists and turns, and he was inadvertently recruited ashore. Master Zhong was still very discerning, so he hurriedly said: "I'll tell you, thank you Master Zhong."
He has been here for a long time, but he has never had a chance to give his name.
How could he not see that Master Zhong had disliked and disliked him previously? It was not his fault that he was too handsome.
"Chen Mou... is not bad, he is a rare resource."
Master Zhong finally had a smile on his face, gave a word of affirmation, took the drawings out and hurried away.
The apprentice named Wan Lin knew Master Zhong's temperament very well. He understood that Master Zhong valued Chen Mou and proposed to discuss salary again. He was worried that the talent would be poached by other shops. He said enthusiastically: "Two junior brothers, congratulations on joining Zhong Mou.
Master, let’s go to the forging room and have some tea. I’ll tell you about the benefits of our forging room, which is not just about the few spiritual stones on the surface.”
"Senior Brother Wan, please!"
"Please take care of me, Senior Brother Wan."
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At the top of the hill, Zhong Jin strode into an old stone courtyard. He ignored the maid who greeted him and shouted: "Senior Brother Fang, I have redrawn a sword style. Please help me control the eyes."<
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He unceremoniously took credit for the pretty apprentice's work.
He is the master of the forge, and he has the final say.
A man in his thirties with a short beard walked out of the main room. He was one of the two Foundation Establishment monks left behind in Danyangfang in Forging Arms Pavilion. His name was Fang Que. He was a fellow disciple of the same generation as Zhong Jin. He smiled and said
: "You were scolding me yesterday, saying you wouldn't serve a difficult customer like Ma Er, and you changed your mind after just one night?"
"We can't let Ma Er look down on our Forging Arms Pavilion. After thinking about it, we should make another picture."
Zhong Jin crossed the threshold of the main room with a smile, walked to the table in a few steps, spread out the drawings in his hands, and said with a smile: "What? You can still do it. This time Ma Er has nothing to say." There was a sense of pride in his tone.
Fang Que was immediately attracted by the different styles of swords and praised: "Okay, the swords are unique and novel, luxurious and domineering. As you can imagine, everything meets Ma Er's paper requirements." He tilted his head and ordered to wait.
One of the apprentices said: "Go to the other forges down the mountain and ask Lao He and others to stop wasting time drawing pictures and come up to see Lao Zhong's craftsmanship and open their eyes."<
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A few days ago, Master Ma placed an order for a high-end, elegant and high-end magic weapon.
But there is one thing, the Forging Pavilion needs to provide drawings as required, and it can only be forged after Master Ma is satisfied and approved.
The Blacksmithing Pavilion attaches great importance to the business with the backer of Mr. Ma Er, and asked the masters of the various forging houses to produce many drawings, many of which were novel. However, the layman Ma Er criticized them as useless and sent them back to make new drawings.
This made all the arrogant blacksmiths very angry.
They customize pottery for customers, with various styles in mind. At most, they can simply draw a few strokes to show the customer and explain the size and effect of the finished product, because the forged pottery has no matter the metal texture, light and shadow,
Intangible things like murderous aura cannot be drawn with pen.
When you encounter Mr. Ma, who is wealthy and unreasonable, it is impossible to turn away business.
Therefore, the blacksmith masters scolded each other, and the pattern still had to be redrawn.
Everyone, including Fang Que, was racking their brains to come up with novel plans. The drawings Zhong Jin came up with were novel and presented the effect of the sword almost perfectly, which was worth learning for them.
Zhong Jin accepted it and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fang, please give me a thumbs up. If Second Young Master Ma adopts this sword, he will have to trouble Senior Brother to refine it, and I will at most give him a hand."
With his perfect Qi refining realm, he can only use the basic tempering method to refine weapons.
I can't forge this extremely difficult sword in my hand.
"Easy to say, easy to say."
Fang indeed would not refuse and said with a smile: "You get what you pay for. Second Master Ma will not be able to get such a domineering and luxurious magical weapon without paying some price."
"Yes, yes, we must let him shed some blood. Who dares to look down on our Forging Pavilion?"