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On the last day of the National Day, my parents left home early in the morning, and the work in Chengdu began to get busy, so I had to hurry to earn money.
After my parents left, I returned to my normal life.
Being idle and bored, I wandered around in the woods, preparing to pass the last day.
"Brother Tao!"
"Brother Tao!"
When I turned to the door of Master Yao's house, Tian Yuan and Ren Hao took the initiative to say hello to me.
I smiled and nodded.
"Brother Tao, how many eels did you catch a few days ago?" Ren Hao asked expectantly.
"I caught eight or nine of them, and dug them out in the bridge hole where Zhangjiafeng blows." I responded.
"Dig it out?"
"That's right. I only caught a loach when I drained the water. I didn't want to let it go, so I dug the nearby mud. I didn't expect there to be so many eels in it." I recalled.
The two listened fascinatedly, as if they had the urge to dig again.
"What are you doing here?" Seeing the two of them constantly stirring the mud on the ground with their hands, they didn't know what they were going to do.
"We are playing with mud and we are going to use mud to make some weapons." Ren Hao explained.
It's okay at first, and I really can't bear to see their dirty hands. In order to prevent the mud from being insulted again, I decided to take action!
"What are you doing here? Come and let me teach you!" After that, he squatted between the two and began to teach them how to rub the mud.
"When you and I were young, playing with mud like you did, it was a waste of mud!" The more I looked at it, the more angry I had to say a few words to express my emotions.
Pick up a piece of dry soil, smash it with stones, and mix it into the thin mud they have been stirring for a long time.
"This mud is too thin to do anything, we need to add more dry mud."
"The mud that has been adjusted must be non-stick."
"What do you mean by three non-sticks?" Tian Yuan asked.
"No sticky hands, no sticky floors."
"But there are only two non-sticks? Didn't you say three non-sticks?" Ren Hao continued.
"Because it's two hands" Pfft, I almost vomited blood because of this explanation. Hahaha, it was originally two non-sticks, and I said it was three non-sticks, so I had to find a way to get back. I guess the two of them would be so depressed that they vomited blood after hearing this explanation.
After some kneading, the mud finally formed a line, suitable for wet and dry, and can be kneaded into the shape you want without sticking your hands!
Divide the mud into three pieces, take one for yourself, and share the other two with them.
"I'll teach you how to play with mud." He picked up a piece of mud and motioned the two of them to follow my way.
The pinched mud is uneven, placed in the middle of the palm, and rubbed back and forth with both hands, just like rubbing glutinous rice balls, to knead the mud into a smooth surface again.
After the two barely learned a seven-point image, I put the round soil on the ground and started to beat it. Cubes, cuboids, and cylinders made the soil fully demonstrate its ductility.
Gradually, the two got on the right track, and they were able to appreciate the characteristics of the soil.
Then, I will teach the two of them some production methods.
Let's make a tank first!
First pinch a small cuboid, as flat as possible, with slightly rounded sides, this is the base of the tank.
Pinch a semicircular sphere on top as the "head" of the tank.
Next, is the most important part!
Production of tank barrels!
After rubbing the small cylinder, I carefully spliced ??it onto the head of the tank. After pasting, the tank is finished!
At this time, it is easy to find out by comparing the workmanship that when I shoot at a professional level, the tank shines naked, like a work of art.
On the other hand, Tian Yuan and Ren Hao's works, one base is as wide as a runway, and the other barrel is bent as if it has been roasted, which can only be regarded as a slight shadow of a tank, and you can roughly see what they are doing.
Then, I took the two of them to pinch various things, so that they gradually became familiar with the clay
"Brother Tao, this sword made of mud is so crooked, it bends at once." Ren Hao said helplessly holding the big sword he had just kneaded.
"There is really no way to do this. The mud is already very soft, so it will definitely not work for making a sword."
I thought about it and came up with an idea: "Otherwise, I will make a sword out of bamboo!"
Originally, I also wanted to have a selfWhat a majestic weapon, like the heroes on TV! But I have never had a chance to make it. I just have the time and enthusiasm today!
When they heard that I was going to make a bamboo sword, the two of them were very excited! It's as if he already has a peerless magic weapon!
Now that you say it, then act!
Quickly grab the scimitar, find the bamboo, and start chopping!
?The bamboo with only half of its body left, not yet dead, thick and old, with little water, it is really first-class for making swords.
? Fix the length of the sword body at about one meter. This length can not only hold it well, but also not be too short to cause damage.
Skillfully cut open the bamboo, leaving a five centimeter piece of bamboo.
After the raw materials are ready, the next step is to make the prototype of the sword!
This is a problem! I didn't have a good idea for a while.
I can't make the kind of weird swords I saw on TV.
And it is very sharp at first glance, let alone the sword that casts cold light, can our little bamboo piece be compared with steel?
After thinking about it, I finally fixed my thoughts on the money sword!
This sword has no edge, but it can ward off evil spirits!
After I had an idea, I started to act.
I can't engrave the complex pattern of the money sword, but I can imitate the simple prototype.
So, along the two sides of the sword, I began to dig in the form of "waves", carving out the shape of money in my mind one by one.
It lasted for more than half an hour. The sword body was finished, and the hilt was relatively simple. The grip part was recessed about one centimeter, and then it was scratched to the place where the hand would be scraped. After polishing, the image of the sword was completed. Eighty percent!
Whether a sword has charm, the next step is crucial!
At the tail of the sword, two centimeters below the handle, I found the center position, and I started drilling!
The half-centimeter-thick old bamboo slice was pierced by me directly, and a hole slightly larger than the eye of a needle appeared in front of my eyes.
Find out the red tassel on the lantern before, pass through the hole, and tie it to the tail of the sword.
Sword success!
"How is it?" I picked up the bamboo sword and swung it around, causing the two of them to exclaim in surprise.
"It's so comfortable!" Ren Hao took the sword and stroked it back and forth like a baby.
Although it took more than an hour to make this sword, the concentration of the two infected me.
Just squatting next to me, staring at it, watching the sword gradually take shape.
Now that it is done, it is my great satisfaction to show the two of them the first time to appreciate it.
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