In the early morning, Jiang Feng came to the town with scraps of space ore.
I saw an aunt doing morning exercises on the street and walked up to her, "Auntie, may I ask if there is a first-rate blacksmith in this town?"
The aunt looked normal when she heard Jiang Feng's question, because she has lived in this area for many years and people often come to ask her questions, so she is used to it.
"The best blacksmith in the town is called Mu Qi. Their family has been blacksmiths for three generations, and they run a blacksmith shop that has been passed down for hundreds of years."
The aunt's eyes lit up when she saw Jiang Feng wearing a navy uniform, "Young man, you are looking for a blacksmith to make weapons!"
"You have found the right person when you are looking for the Mu Qi family. Their generation of blacksmith masters is definitely better than the previous two generations. Many officers in your navy have asked him to forge weapons."
If a naval officer wants a handy weapon, one way is to use military merit to hire a top-notch navy blacksmith to make it; another way is to spend his own money to find a blacksmith on the street to make it;
Jiang Feng has only been on a mission now, and he doesn't have much military merit, so he can't waste his military merit.
Fortunately, he participated in the last encirclement and suppression and killed three pirates worth 80 million beli, which made Jiang Feng a small profit. With more than 100 million beri on hand, he seemed to be in high spirits and was not afraid to spend money.
My hands and feet are frightened.
After hearing what the aunt said, Jiang Feng couldn't help but start to wonder what was so special about this generation of blacksmith masters that the aunt admired them so much.
Jiang Feng followed the road pointed by his aunt and passed through four streets until he finally saw a shop called "Muqi Iron Shop".
Walking into the store, Jiang Feng saw standard weapons placed on the shelves. The weapons were flashing with light. Just seeing the appearance of these weapons made people want to get them.
These weapons give people the feeling that they are not weapons for killing enemies, but works of art for viewing.
At this moment, Jiang Feng couldn't help but have a thought flash in his mind, "Is this really something that can be built by manpower?"
After hearing what the aunt said, Jiang Feng was just a little curious, but after seeing these works, Jiang Feng couldn't wait.
"Excuse me, is Master Mu Qi here?" Jiang Feng saw that there was no one in the store, so he shouted into the room.
"Do you have a problem with me?" A childish voice came from behind.
Jiang Feng turned around and saw a young man. He was young, about the same age and height as himself. He had a delicate face and looked a little thin.
When Jiang Feng saw the young man who replied to his words, his first reaction was disbelief, his second reaction was still disbelief, and his third reaction was, "Is this really a blacksmith?"
You can't even pick up a hammer with this body, but you still strike iron? Are you kidding me?
Seeing Jiang Feng's disbelieving expression, the young man said, "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Mu Qi~Mu Ji, the third generation successor of Mu Qi Iron Shop."
"If you want to make a weapon, please pay a deposit first and then give me the weapon sketch."
"Just bring money to pick up the weapons tomorrow."
Jiang Feng frowned, "I don't even look at the sketches, so I dare to say that I can do it tomorrow."
After hearing Jiang Feng's question, a hint of pride flashed across the young man's face, "That's right."
Jiang Feng looked serious, "Humph, I don't believe you are any kind of master. Please invite the real master out. I don't have time to play with you, a brat."
The first time he saw the boy, Jiang Feng began to doubt that any outstanding blacksmith had not achieved success after decades of training. Blacksmithing is a technical job, and it is difficult to master it without the accumulation of time.
Essence.
On the other hand, the young man has a thin body, white and clean hands, and not even a callus. It seems that the young man has never forged iron.
After hearing Jiang Feng's question, the young man said angrily, "Just leave, our store won't accept your business."
"Tch, I'm here to see the master, not you. If you don't ask the master to come out, then I'll go in and find the master."
"Stop," the young man stood in front of Jiang Feng.
"If you don't leave, I will take action. Don't think that you are great because you are a marine. I am not afraid."
After hearing the young man's threat, Jiang Feng smiled, "Come on, hit me on the chest with your little fist."
"You..." "Iron Bound"
The next moment, Jiang Feng was dumbfounded. He saw dozens of weird, soft, metallic-colored ropes suddenly appeared under his feet, wrapping himself around him. Then, the soft ropes hardened instantly, fixing him tightly to the ground.
"Devil fruit, and it's a natural metal fruit."
At this time, Jiang Feng only had this thought in his mind.
At this moment, Jiang Feng felt as if ten thousand horses were galloping past in his heart. He saw a natural metal fruit in a blacksmith shop. When did Devil Fruit become so cheap?
Any more? Bring me a basket.
"Armed Color"
Just when Jiang Feng wanted to break free, an old man appeared and said, "Muji, stop making trouble and let go of the guests."
After listening to the old man's words, the young man put away his ability, snorted coldly, and walked behind the old man.
The old man looked at Jiang Feng with a smile on his face.
"I wonder if this little brother came to the shop to make knives? I just offended you, so please don't take offense."
Jiang Feng saw the old man's kind face.
"Old sir, you are serious. Young people are a little short-tempered, which is understandable."
"snort"
Muji, who was standing behind the old man, snorted coldly.
"Old sir, I would like to ask you to build some weapons. Here are the sketches."
The sketch Jiang Feng gave the old man was naturally the style of the Flying Thunder God Kunai drawn by Jiang Feng himself.
Jiang Feng liked the appearance of the Flying Thunder God Kunai very much, so he directly drew an original version of the Flying Thunder God Kunai without any modifications.
The old man looked at the sketch and looked at Jiang Feng with a strange expression.
"Little brother, I have been making tools for more than 40 years, and I have never seen such a weird weapon."
Seeing the confused look on the old man's face, Jiang Feng smiled.
"Old sir, just build them. These weapons will be useful."
"Well, if you don't say more, I won't ask any more questions."
"Pick it up in a week!"
After paying the deposit and discussing the business, Jiang Feng asked curiously: "Old sir, can your grandson also make weapons?
The old man looked at the hammer with hatred, and shook his head helplessly: "How can he make any weapons?"
"This kid has never liked making weapons since he was a child. Ever since he got the devil fruit, he has never touched a hammer."
"I asked him to build a weapon for me, and he directly used his fruit power to make one for me."
"I'm really angry. I think our Muqi family's craftsmanship will be ruined in the hands of this bastard."
After listening to the old man's words, Jiang Feng finally understood why Muji was so confident that he could help him build a good weapon in one day.
The natural metal fruit can manipulate gold elements, that is, all free metal particles, and it is not easy to make a weapon.
"Have you ever considered letting Muji serve in the navy, sir?"
After hearing what Jiang Feng said, the old man quickly waved his hands and said, "Muji cannot join the navy. Our Muqi family is the only one in the family. I don't want him to die."
After Jiang Feng finished speaking, he also specially observed Muji's performance. Jiang Feng clearly captured the enthusiasm that flashed in Muji's eyes just now.