Refining Yang Foreign Chapter Six Ding Kuishan Two Hundred Hammers

The little boy picked up his prey and went straight to the village intersection, turned left through three gates, and stopped at the fourth gate.

This door is similar to other people. It is also an adobe wall. The two sides of the door hole are made of blue stone. The door is made of thick wooden piles. The wooden piles have not been processed, and the bark is exposed, which looks rough and heroic, revealing natural wildness.

To say how it is different from other courtyard doors, there is a sickle head hanging outside the door of this yard, and there is a tinkling sound of hammer knocking inside the door. This should be a blacksmith's house.

The boy walked into the yard with a gift. The yard was rectangular, about 40 steps long and 30 steps wide.

To the north of the yard are three adobe houses. Although the adobe houses are not small, the roof is covered with wooden boards, covered with a layer of clay, and then covered with a thick layer of straw. A layer of clay is added to the straw, and the clay surface is smoothed with a blank knife. Such a roof will not leak.

The west wall of the yard is also an adobe house. There is a stream of white smoke coming from the chimney on the roof, and a smell of rice.

The south wall of the yard is built with wooden stakes to build a tall and spacious shed. Under the shed is a tall stove, and the fire is burning.

Next to the stove is a huge bellows, an iron chopping board made of large stumps that are more than half a person tall and thick, and a large crock pot full of water.

A tall, naked man wearing a leather coat is standing in front of the anvil. The iron pliers in his left hand put a piece of red-hot iron on the anvil, and the hammer of his right hand keeps beating on it.

Seeing the little boy come in with so many game, the big man's eyes lit up, and the hammer in his hand suddenly seemed to be as light as a feather, and the hammer fell on the anvil like rain.

In the blink of an eye, a sickle took shape, and the big man soaked the sickle in the water tank.

chi la——

A burst of white smoke rose. The big man threw the over-fired sickle aside, grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat on his face. He grabbed the shed and came to the little boy in a few steps. He grabbed the game on the little boy's shoulder and laughed with satisfaction:

"Good boy! I have gained a lot today.

With a pair of fans, he patted the little boy on the head.

The little boy curled his lips and tilted his head. Obviously, he didn't care about the intimate action of the big man.

A 25- or six-year-old woman came out of the kitchen, wearing a blue coarse cloth dress and a blue headscarf wrapped around her head. Her face was white and her face was beautiful.

Seeing the little boy coming back, the woman smiled kindly. She wiped her hands with the apron in her waist, came over and touched the little boy's head, and said gently:

"I'm back. I haven't encountered any danger today. I'd better run less to the forest in the future. In case I meet some wild wolves, wild boars and so on, it will be bad..."

The big man interrupted her impatiently: "Well, don't nag any more. It's not the first time that Thirteen has gone to the forest to play wild animals, and nothing has happened. Sooner or later, a boy will become an upright man. It's not bad to experience something early.

The woman seemed to be afraid of the big man and said nothing more. She just pulled the little boy and lovingly pulled out a cloth towel from her skirt to wipe the sweat on the little boy's face.

The little boy said to the big man, "Dad, I met Uncle Mao and Uncle Liang on the way. I asked them to come to drink with you in the evening."

The big man said happily, "Okay! OK! He is worthy of being the son of my Ding Kuishan. I really know your father's hobbies.

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The boy is Ding Lei, who was reincarnated.

Ding Lei's memory has been completely restored. He doesn't know why he should have sunk into the whirlpool of terror in the Indian Ocean with the "full sea" wheel. He should have died. How can he be reborn in a world completely different from the original world?

And I traveled through time and was reborn. I don't know if the other crew members of "Manhai" have also been reborn. Even if they are reborn, they can be reborn in the same world.

Ding Lei's reincarnated family is a mountain village in Qianyuan mainland. His father's name is Ding Kuishan. Since Ding Lei was born, he ranked thirteenth among the same generation of children in the clan, so his name is Ding Shisan.

Ding Zhankun, the father of Ding Kuishan, is the village head of Dingjiazhuang and the patriarch of the Ding family.

Ding Kuishan is a blacksmith in the village. There are five brothers and sisters. Ding Kuishan is in the second, the eldest brother Ding Kuilin, the third brother Ding Kuiliang, and the fourth brother Ding Kui Meng.

Among them, Ding Kuilin, the eldest brother, works in the main house of Qingyang Town, dozens of miles away, and is not at home; Ding Kuiliang and Ding Kuimeng are housekeepers.

It is said that Ding Kuishan also has a little sister, Ding Chunju. However, when Ding Chunju was ten years old, she was picking wild vegetables at the village and was looked down by a passing Taoist nun. After a short conversation between the Taoist nun and Ding Zhankun, she took Ding Chunju away and there was no news for ten years.

Ding Zhankun was very unprepared about the origin of Taoist nuns, and only told his family that Ding Chunju was taken away by a high school to learn art. If you ask Ding Zhankun again, he will keep silent.

Ding Kuishan is 30 years old this year. He married Wang, a girl from Wangjia Village, south of Dingjiazhuang.

After lunch, Ding Kuishan lay on the kang and had a rest according to his usual habits.

Ding Shisan lay on a rocking chair in the hall and touched a piece of bronze hanging around his neck with his hand. The coolness came from the bronze piece and spread all over his body with his hand.

The copper sheet is not big, only about a little larger than the adult's thumb armor. There is no copper rust on the copper sheet, showing a warm cyan red color. The front of the copper sheet is carved with a Taiji pattern of yin and yang fish, but on the other side is some so-called lines. The lines form a strange pattern.

This bronze piece was worn by Ding Shisan in the original world. When he went to Qingbei University in Beijing, his grandfather Ding Shi wore it around his neck, saying that it was a family heirloom of the Ding family. It is said that there is a big secret hidden in it, but it has not been developed for several generations.

Ding Shisan just smiled at that time and did not pay attention to this legend, but because of his feelings for his grandfather, he still wore it with him.

Ding Shisan traveled through time and was reborn in Ding Wang's belly. When he was born, he was naked. Only when he came out of his mother's stomach, he hung this piece of copper around his neck. The mother-in-law who gave birth to Wang and Ding Kuishan were surprised and inexplicably. However, there was nothing wrong with the child later, so I gradually forgot about it.

When Ding was thirteen years old, he wanted to catch Zhou according to local customs. As a result, he found this piece of bronze in a pile of items. Ding Shisan was shocked at that time and grabbed the bronze piece. From then on, he wore it around his neck and refused to take it again.

From his first practice at the age of three, he exhausted his strength, and the copper sheet emitted a warm breath, which made him recover in a very short time, and his strength showed signs of increasing.

Ding Shisan paid attention to this bronze piece. He was sure that the bronze medal must have a magical function. Not only can he follow him through time and space to the world, but now he has found this amazing recovery ability. It's just that he studied for a long time and didn't find any other magical effects.

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Ding Kuishan woke up and came out of the house. There was still a lot of work to play in the afternoon.

As soon as he opened the fire, he saw Ding Shisan also following him to the shed. Ding Kuishan was stunned and said:

"Thirteen! Are you going to swhack the hammer today?

Ding Shisan was wearing a leather coat made of animal skin. The leather coat was specially made by his mother, which was two size smaller than the one worn by his father Ding Kuishan.

Ding Shisan picked up the iron pliers and picked up a piece of iron the size of the mouth of the bowl and stuffed it into the fire.

Wow!

The blue flame rose more than a foot high. Ding Kuishan rode and squatted in front of the huge bellows. The blue veins on his thick arms curled and squirmed like small snakes under the dark skin

What burns in the stove is a kind of black stone called "black stone", which is actually the most common coal in the world. It was extracted from the depths of Qingyang Mountain dozens of miles away.

Although this kind of black stone burns much more strongly than firewood, because the reserves are not large, and the time and manpower spent on mining and transportation are also quite large, ordinary people can't afford it. Only blacksmiths will use this black stone as a combustion material for smelting.

When Ding Kuishan went out to learn the skills of blacksmiths, the master who followed him was the old craftsman in Qingyang Town. Sang Blacksmith has always pursued perfection in the condition of the flame. He believes that even if he only builds a sickle, he must make the sharpest sickle.

In order to produce the best iron, the flame must reach cyan.

With the bellows of Ding Kui Mountain pulling, the flame of the stove finally began to show a gorgeous cyan. Although it was not pure, it showed a cyan after all.

In this world without blowers and high-quality coal, it is very good to burn cyan flames.

The red iron block in the fire was caught on the anvil by Ding Shisan with a scorching breath.

Ding Shisan's eyes were narrowed by the scorching smell, but a light that was not commensurate with his age flashed in his eyes.

He sat on the horse with his waist down and clamped the iron block with his left hand. The 20 catties of hammer was raised high. His small arm waved, and the 20 catties of hammer drew an arc and fell vertically on the iron block.

When--! Mars splashes everywhere!

When-when-when-

The hammer head is constantly raised and falling, and each hammer falls vertically on the surface of the iron block. Only in this way can the best hit effect.

He has been able to sleak 180 times at a time, and today's goal is to ssip two hundred hammers.

The 20-pound hammer doesn't look very heavy, and an adult can easily swing it.

However, if an adult waves 200 times in a row, only ten of the 100 people may be able to do it.

And now, Ding Shisan, who doesn't have 40 or 50 catties, has to wave a hammer close to half of his weight, and wave it 200 times. If others know, it's simply appalling.

Ding Shisan hit the iron block repeatedly and kept turning the iron block with iron pliers.

He does not want to make any utensils, but to hit the impurities in this iron block as much as possible to get a pure piece of fine iron.

And this is only the superficial purpose. Ding Shisan's real intention is to carry out his own forging plan with the help of hammering iron.

Wrap the hammer to forge the body! The body is more than fine steel!