Yipin County Magistrate: Start with invincibility

Chapter 393 The blacksmith bet against multiple masters
"I'm not asking you to hit it for nothing. The thing I want to hit costs about two catties of iron. If you can hit it, I will give you this ingot of silver."

"But what if you can't type?"

"There is nothing I can't type."

"Who knows?"

"I... If I can't type, I'll warm your bed."

The little girl was impatient, she gritted her teeth and drank to Qin Feng, but Qin Feng hadn't spoken yet, but Ding Ning was unwilling: "Hey, it's not your turn to warm the bed?"

"..."

As soon as these words came out, Qin Feng felt cold sweat all over his head, and even the guys in the shop stopped and looked this way gossipingly.

Only then did Ding Ning realize that he seemed to have slipped his tongue, coughed twice, pointed to Wei Quanyou and Wan Kunming who were bewildered and said: "I...I mean...the two of them can still warm the bed .”

These words froze the smiles on the faces of Wan Kunming who were snickering and Wei Quanyou who was silly, and the cold sweat on Qin Feng's forehead was already dripping like rain.

He knocked Ding Ning on the head angrily, and then said to the freckled little girl who looked at him with strange eyes: "There is no need to warm the bed, if you can't beat it, you can obediently call your shopkeeper out to see you." I'll do it."

"Okay, it's a word."

The little girl with freckles turned around and left with her fists clenched.

After a while, she brought a very thick straw paper, a charcoal pencil, and a ruler. These things are common tools in blacksmith shops. The main function is to draw a picture in advance for those who want to make things A sketch, which is convenient for comparison when building.

With a wave of his hand, Qin Feng drew a picture on the straw paper.

It is a very weird thing, it looks like a circular iron ring, about four inches wide, and about five cents thick, but on the iron ring, there are eight iron plates fixed on it, and the thickness is also five centimeters. points or so.

This thing is the bearing in the middle of the waterwheel.

There is no such thing as a waterwheel in this era, but the land in Black Creek City is relatively dry. If you want to cultivate the land, you must need a waterwheel to irrigate it. Moreover, Qin Feng may study some weird things in the future, so he must try his best If possible, find a blacksmith with better craftsmanship.

The little girl's eyes were straightened, and then she raised her head and looked at Qin Feng strangely: "What are you? I have never seen such an object."

"Don't worry about what it is, didn't you say you can make it? Then you should make it and show me."

Qin Feng said seriously, the little girl was a little nervous when she heard the words, but now she gritted her teeth: "Okay, I'll call you now."

While talking, she came to a guy and pushed the guy away.

The guy didn't hesitate at all, he gave the little girl a seat very simply and neatly.

The little girl came to the anvil, picked up a red-hot iron ingot with tongs, looked left and right for a long time, and then put it down again.

She stuffed two more pieces of charcoal into the stove, pulled the bellows, and the bellows blew a gust of wind into the stove, sparking sparks.

After the iron ingot was softened, under Qin Feng's surprised gaze, she swung the hammer and slammed it hard on the iron ingot.

Qin Feng looked at it twice, and immediately judged that this little girl is indeed of a certain level. Although her strength is still a bit behind those big guys, no matter how she swings the hammer or where the hammer hits, she is very good. Accurate, not like a novice.

"Hey, old Wei, what are you looking at, the halazi is flowing down, please collect it quickly."

Wan Kunming on the side poked Wei Quanyou who was beside him, and reminded him: "This little girl is indeed juicy, but she is far behind the adults' wives, you don't think so, do you? "

"Wan Kunming?"

As soon as Wan Kunming finished speaking, he heard a murderous voice behind him, his body trembled violently, he turned his head stiffly, and met Qin Feng's murderous eyes.

"Please explain to me, what are several wives?"

"I...I..., what I mean is, tell Old Wei to restrain himself and stop making a fool of himself in front of outsiders."

When he said this, he dragged Wei Quanyou in front of him: "Yes, that's right, it's the old Wei's problem. If you want to find it, sir, just look for the old Wei."

But Wei Quanyou wiped the corners of his mouth, his eyes were still looking straight at the little girl not far away: "I think the way this girl wields a hammer is so beautiful."

"It would be great if I could marry her as my wife."

"Hey, what I said, Old Wei, is too much. You are almost old enough to be someone else's grandfather. Do you still want old cows to eat young grass?"

In fact, what Wan Kunming said was a bit exaggerated. Wei Quanyou is only in his thirties this year, but he looks a little anxious, so he looks like a man in his forties.

And people in their forties are not old enough to be grandpas.

Wei Quanyou seemed to be possessed, no matter how Wan Kunming stabbed him, he didn't respond, and Wan Kunming sighed helplessly when he saw him like this.

He had no choice but to drag Wei Quanyou to a hidden corner, and let Wei Quanyou take a look at it slowly.

The little girl beat the hammer for a long time, but no matter how she tried, the thing couldn't turn into what she wanted.

She immediately threw away the hammer in her hand angrily, and said to Qin Feng angrily: "Hey, you can't make this thing at all, how can you smash such a wide iron ring with a hammer?" of?"

If it's just an iron ring two or three fingers wide, it's fine to beat it into iron pieces first, and then slowly change it with a small hammer, but what Qin Feng wants is a full four inches wide, and it can't be hit evenly with a small hammer.

Seeing the little girl getting angry in a hurry, Qin Feng burst out laughing: "Obviously you are not good at your craft, so why can others knock it out?"

"Impossible, I don't believe anyone can knock out such a thing."

The little girl also became anxious immediately: "You can say that it's okay to pour molten iron in a mold, but that's not what our blacksmith shop can do."

"Old Wei, come and show this little girl."

Qin Feng smiled even wider, and shouted, Wan Kunming at the side quickly shook Wei Quanyou, but Wei Quanyou still looked stupid, making Wan Kunming wish he could arrest Wei Quanyou and beat him up pause.

It's so embarrassing.

Seeing Wei Quanyou's stupid look, Qin Feng rolled his eyes and suddenly had an idea, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Little girl, if I can find someone to make something like this, then you Would you like to worship him as your teacher?"

"What? Impossible, my father is my master, how can I find another master?"

(End of this chapter)