European Emperor Cultivation System

Chapter 73
Li Peijun, who woke up early yesterday, returned to his original lifeless state today, so much so that when Bernard knocked and shouted through the door, he could feel the strong wake-up energy like mourning.

It can't be all his fault, after all, he drank a cup of mellow fruit wine last night before going to bed, and after throwing himself on the bed, he has been tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, struggling to get through the night in the midst of tangled whether to go to the toilet to relieve heartily After three quarters, he finally couldn't stand it anymore and surrendered.

Li Peijun tried his best to open his eyes subconsciously and cheer up, but he was forced by the deep sleepiness to walk with only one eyeliner open, staggering almost knocked against the door.

Not in a hurry to have breakfast, Li Peijun first boiled some water and took a bath. After all, I often heard from my elders that soaking in hot springs can refresh my mind, but I have never practiced it.

The hot water mist penetrated into the pores of Li Peijun's body, and Li Peijun enjoyed it with a face of comfort, but he wanted to close his eyes and rest for a while when he cried out comfortably.

If it’s not hot, it’s cold. Li Peijun directly took two buckets of tap water from the well, brushed it on his head, and drenched his head to his feet. The cold rain slapped his face indiscriminately. , It can be regarded as making myself tremble, and my attention can be regarded as a god.

Under normal circumstances, my own manor should have a blacksmith shop. Under the "intentional" management of the former lord, apart from the most basic agricultural production, the rest of the ancillary industries of textile, forging and polishing were completely abandoned. The craftsmen either ran to other manors or drifted to the city to make a living.

Fortunately, the craftsmanship and quality of Hafleur's blacksmiths are quite eye-catching. When Li Peijun led the crowd with his draft drawing, although the blacksmith had never seen such a style of armor and weapon, he thought it over and studied it quickly. After figuring out the principles and mysteries, the materials will be prepared in a short time and eager to try.

"Old Tie, you have to do well, the money will not lose you."

The blacksmith smiled and said, "My lord, don't worry, I can be an experienced blacksmith for more than ten years, and my craftsmanship is trustworthy."

Except for Li Peijun who was the on-site instructor and supervisor, the other four people who knew nothing about forging went outside the door and waited.

"Old Tie, the proportion of your mold is wrong. It should be bigger. The iron guard you installed is attached to the nose."

Li Peijun picked up the new mold made by the blacksmith, and tentatively compared it with his own head to test the size.

"But aren't all our helmets like this?" the blacksmith wondered.

"This is not a traditional helmet. Just do what I want, that is, the front position should extend outward about the length of a fingernail."

At that time, there was no concept of centimeters, and Li Peijun didn't know what the unit of length was, so he had to take out his fingers and make do with it. The blacksmith listened with understanding.

"No, no, no, your iron fence is too hard, and the stretch is not good." Li Peijun picked up another piece of iron fence and tried to break it. It took a lot of effort to bend it, and it was inconvenient to make it. into a curved surface.

There is no way to do this, because aluminum alloys cannot be smelted yet, and pure iron is indeed limited in terms of performance.

"Let's do this. Make the wire outside the field of vision thinner and make the grids more densely distributed. It should be better this way."

A guy who only learned first-level forging was teaching an old blacksmith who had been blacksmithing for more than ten years to make armor. If the person in front of him was not the lord, the old blacksmith might have collapsed on the spot.

"My lord, your idea is really strange. I have been a blacksmith for more than ten years and have never seen this kind of design."

The blacksmith was breathing hot air, his clothes had already been stained dark, and the sweat on his forehead came out and he wiped it off again.

"Well, I am very satisfied with the finished helmet. The next step is to make screws and nuts, and splice the iron guard and the iron helmet together."

"Huh? Screws and nuts?" The blacksmith didn't understand the strange request of the lord.

Heck, although screws have been used in architectural construction in the Middle Ages, they are still little known to the craftsmen of Harfleur.

Li Peijun also shook his head helplessly, and started to make templates by himself. Mass production is not enough, but it is still possible to make a dozen decent ones.

"My lord, do you need help?"

The blacksmith saw that he was left out in the cold and watched Li Peijun tossing there alone, and his self-esteem was a little frustrated.

"Help me find a tool, one that can be polished and polished, and get some molten iron for shaping." Li Peijun didn't know what the tool was called, so he had to give a rough description.

The veteran blacksmith of more than ten years has become an errand and odd job without knowing it, and Li Peijun is completely in charge of the fine production and processing work.

"Okay, I think it's okay, what do you think?" At that time, there was no such thing as a screwdriver, so Li Peijun had to use the tip of a sword instead of screwing the screws one by one, and an iron motorcycle helmet was formed like this.

"My lord, this thing is very novel. I haven't seen it in my life for so many years." The blacksmith was telling the truth, after all, motorcycle caps didn't exist until the 20th century.

"Hurry up, old iron, hurry up."

Before Li Peijun had time to appreciate it, he hurriedly made the armor again. The key parts of the body were directly melted and forged with two layers of iron armor to increase the thickness. The cheap linen on the inner layer was also replaced with high-quality linen just bought from the market. cloth.

"No, no, it's not tied like this, so that the body will be tightened."

Li Peijun looked at this crappy tailor, scolded him and sent him away to work on the knife again.

"You continue to calcine the materials, and leave the rest to me." Li Peijun urged.

"Oh." It wasn't the first time that the blacksmith was called around today, and he gradually became numb.

The first suit has been produced. It was specially made by Li Peijun for Catherine. There was some space on the front breastplate, and a few extra iron rings were put on the gap between the armors.

The other four sets of gourds painted according to the sample were soon made one after another. Li Peijun put the heavy armor aside first, and started to work on weapons again.

"Old Tie, you need some refreshments this time. The centers of gravity of our swords are different, so don't make any deviations." Li Peijun patted the blacksmith on the shoulder and encouraged him.

The blacksmith's face was already dripping with sweat, every pore was emitting steam, and the hot environment made him expose his entire upper body.

"My lord, don't worry, I've always been caring." The craftsman spirit reminded him to keep his full attention at all times.

The molds used for making swords are all individually customized. First, the blacksmith made a rough template, and then Li Peijun slightly adjusted it according to the different center of gravity positions. After all, it was only a slight change in the weight ratio of the hilt and the end of the sword. The old blacksmith successfully completed the task very well.

"My lord, I... I'm done." The blacksmith was so tired that he breathed out, dissipating the heat in his body as he stretched out his tongue.

Li Peijun took the swords one by one to test his hands, and he could clearly tell that the handles of several swords were different. Li Peijun picked out the sword made for Catherine again, picked up the short dagger, laid it flat, and began to carve it.

"Old Tie, you've done a good job. I'll leave the rest to you. Let me get the ones I have." Li Peijun put himself into work after a few words of encouragement.

The original soft quill was now replaced by a sharp dagger, but Li Peijun's technique was not affected at all. After a while, several delicate and vivid roses with their own characteristics were engraved on the cross guard.

The work on the blacksmith's side was also progressing smoothly, and all the work on weapons and armor was declared complete.

"My lord, your business is really hard to do, hahaha."

The blacksmith wiped the sweat from his body with a long white cloth, feeling as if his whole body had been squeezed dry.

(End of this chapter)