I really don't want to rebel

Chapter 162 Sacrificial Knife
Wu Er Er was choked up, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, in fact, the most important thing is not the strength of the iron."

Village Chief Niu smiled and said, "I understand what Boss Wu means. I was a blacksmith when I was young. I just returned to my hometown for many years and never touched hammers and pliers again. Boss Wu wants to say that the woman in our village has no experience, right?"

"That's right." Wu Lao Er nodded and said, "Forging iron is actually a technical job. Forging iron while it is hot, the master swings a small hammer, mainly in the tongs, and the apprentice swings a big hammer. Where the master hits with a small hammer, the apprentice hits with a big hammer. The hammer is not heavy, and the small hammer strikes lightly on the anvil, which is still powerful."

Jiang Yunfan understood. No wonder Wu Laoer said that the most tired person was his apprentice. It turned out that the apprentice had been working with the Niujiacun woman for a long time and had been helping him get into shape!

To put it bluntly, although the woman is strong, she smashed it completely!The real kung fu is still in the hands of Wu's second apprentice.

Village head Niu laughed: "Boss Wu, I haven't blacksmithed for many years, so I'm afraid my skills are a little rusty. Let me try your sledgehammer! Please call another apprentice to help me hold a small hammer."

"Since my elder brother is also in the same company, then I will hold the small hammer for my elder brother!" Wu Er Er laughed and picked up the small hammer.

Since they were both walking together, the two of them did not hesitate, and picked up big and small hammers one after another.

Although Wu Lao Er is a bit unreliable, he is really not good at blacksmithing. No wonder his family's shop has been passed down for several generations, and the business is still so hot now.

Wu Lao Er's little hammer fell very rhythmically, neither fast nor slow, and cooperated with Village Chief Niu just right.

Wu Laoer's small hammer fell on the spot, and Village Chief Niu immediately landed his sledgehammer there. The cooperation between the two can be said to be seamless.

Niu Village's big hammer was extremely powerful, and it made a deafening sound when it hit the iron block. Wu Laoer's small hammer was prioritized and heavy, just right.

The two fought more and more vigorously, and later they felt a sense of sympathy for each other.

Gradually, it has changed from forging to repeated forging, so that the iron blocks can be superimposed into countless layers to strengthen the toughness of the iron blocks.

Because folding and forging itself is a decarburization process, too many times is not good, generally about 10 times, up to 16 times, and the number of layers of the blade is 2 to the 16th power, which can reach tens of thousands of layers.

The two actually played 16 times!
After the blade is finished, other parts will be built. The head, blade, and back of the blade are sandwiched together, heated at high temperature, and then forged. It may be necessary to add some sand between the three steel materials to strengthen the hiding. This sand is Wu Boss' exclusive secret recipe.

Soon the shape of the knife came out.

The next step is to quench.

Before quenching, let the knife cool down naturally, and then paste it on the knife with mud, mainly the back of the knife, without sticking the blade, which can make the knife more flexible.

The blade of a good knife often has a wavy pattern, because it has gone through this process, and the mud is paste into a wave shape. Some people even cut out some patterns on the back of the knife, and then heat it to a certain extent to quench it. Wet the blade with water first, preferably at the same time.

The two of them worked hard for an entire hour, and it seemed that they were almost done with a knife.

The quenching was still in progress, when a sudden change occurred. Village Chief Niu took off his shirt, revealing his strong chest, his eyes widened, and he shouted: "Do it!"

Wu Laoer was also unambiguous, picked up a knife, and directly opened a hole in the chest of Village Chief Niu. A bright blood arrow shot out, and landed on the knife with precision.

Jiang Yunfan understood, it turned out that the two elder brothers were not just expressing their feelings!Also played a fierce soldier!
Regarding the quenching of human blood, Jiang Yunfan checked some information in his previous life.

Because the ancients superstitiously believe that blood is the essence of human beings, and when it is extracted into weapons, it can make weapons more spiritual.Some even use people to refine weapons. It is said that people's souls can be sealed in the weapons, making the weapons sharper and fiercer!
In fact, these are all nonsense. Refining a good weapon requires quenching, material, forging, the proportion of trace elements added, heat, weather, etc. There is no scientific basis for saying that adding human blood is better. Yes, it's just a legend from the ancients.

But because of this legend, how many weapons are already drinking human blood before they are born!
How many people lost their lives because of sacrificial weapons?

Fortunately, Wu Lao Er was more measured in his strikes, and the wound was not too deep. Although he was bleeding, it would be fine for a few days given the physique of Village Chief Niu.

Jiang Yunfan took out the special fairy brewed Erguotou to disinfect the village head Niu, Wu Xueer took out a bottle of good wound medicine, and everyone hurriedly bandaged the wound for the village head Niu.

"Third uncle, why are you doing this!" Jiang Yunfan smiled bitterly.

Village Chief Niu didn't care at all and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, this little injury will be healed tomorrow! Besides, after creating such a good weapon, it's a pity that there is nothing to sacrifice the sword!"

Wu Lao Er excitedly brought the cooled knife in front of Village Chief Niu, and said with great joy: "Old brother, take a look, this knife is definitely a fierce blade!"

"This color?" Village Chief Niu glanced at it, was extremely excited, and said tremblingly, "Could it be..."

Village head Niu's eyes widened in disbelief.

Wu Er Er excitedly nodded to Village Chief Niu and said, "That's it!"

Jiang Yunfan and the others looked stunned. These two old men are quite old, and they are still playing riddles!
The two of you are traveling together, it seems that the two old men are not shallow, but we are not enough for a large group of people!What are you talking about!

Wu Er Er laughed loudly and said, "Mr. Zhang, can I borrow a knife?"

Zhang Tao had a knife around his waist all the time. This knife seemed to be a high-end product that Jiang Zizai bought from other places.

Zhang Tao took off the scabbard from his waist and threw it away.

Wu Er Er caught it, drew his sword instantly, and shouted, "Old brother!"

"Come on!" Village Chief Niu also shouted.

I saw Wu Laoer brandishing Zhang Tao's knife and slashing at the newly forged knife in the hands of Village Chief Niu.

"Clang!"

The knife in Mr. Wu's hand was broken inch by inch.

A knife made from hundreds of steel refiners is so vulnerable!
"How is it possible?" Among the crowd, Zhang Tao least believed that this would be the ending.

You must know that Zhang Tao has been using this knife for many years. This knife has been with him for a long time, without chipping or curling the blade!It can be called a good knife!
But now it was directly broken into two pieces by the newly punched knife!
The newly beaten one was only held in the hand of the Niu Village Chief and was not waved!
It stands to reason that most of the slashing knives suffer less damage, and the slashed knife can be cut into two pieces, but this scene has subverted everyone's perception.

I saw that the knife in Village Chief Niu's hand didn't even have a gap!Very brand new!

Wu Lao Er calmly blocked a pile of finished knife handles beside him, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang destroyed the knife today, so I will give this knife to Mr. Zhang to make amends! It's just that this knife doesn't have a handle yet. Just make a good one, and send my daughter to Jiangfu when it's done!"

Jiang Yunfan's face darkened, he really didn't miss any chance!
This second Wu still wants to be my father-in-law?
(End of this chapter)