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"But I just want to learn blacksmithing! I can pay for the tuition."
The man looked a little surprised. It was surprising enough that a student came to learn blacksmithing, and he also had to pay tuition!
He looked Yang Chen up and down again, and then looked at Liang Jiayi beside Yang Chen. There was a look of surprise in his eyes. It turned out that he was showing off himself in front of the little girl. It's just that the blacksmith is a very low-status profession, and he didn't dare to shame Yang Chen, but there was no smile on his face and he said:
"Little brother, I am the only one in this blacksmith shop, and I am very busy every day. Look, please don't disturb me. I still have to work."
Yang Chen¡¯s heart was filled with helplessness, and he thought for a while and said, ¡°Brother, let¡¯s say a price, and I¡¯ll pay to learn blacksmithing from you, so it won¡¯t be a waste of your time, right?¡±
There was already a hint of irritation in the man's eyes: "Okay, one hundred yuan an hour."
Yang Chen raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist. There were still forty-five minutes until class started. Then he took out a hundred yuan and handed it to the man and said:
"Come for an hour."
The man reached out and grabbed a hundred dollars and put it into a wooden box not far away. Then he handed the hammer in his hand to Yang Chen and said:
¡°Did you see those metals in the stove?¡±
Yang Chen looked into the furnace and saw extremely fast metal on top of the coke, which was burning red, so he nodded and said:
"I see!"
"First pick a piece of metal and let me forge it. Use tongs to hold the metal to make sure it doesn't get burned by the fire."
Yang Chen was speechless. Do I look like a fool?
I don¡¯t need tongs to hold it, how can I grab it with my hands?
"And" The man frowned and looked at Yang Chen's down jacket: "Your clothes are not good. The sparks flying from the forging will burn your clothes all over."
As he spoke, he took down a set of canvas overalls from the shelf next to him and handed them to Yang Chen:
"You put on these clothes."
Yang Chen nodded, put down the hammer in his hand, took off his down jacket and coat, and put on his canvas work clothes. Seeing Yang Chen's appearance, Liang Jiayi couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh:
"Chenchen, are you really ready to strike?"
"Yeah!" Yang Chen nodded: "I want to try it. If possible, I want to make myself a knife."
He bent down and grabbed the hammer, weighed it in his hand, and frowned slightly.
"What? The hammer is heavy? From what you just said, you should be in the martial arts class, right? My forging hammer only weighs eighty kilograms, don't you still feel it's heavy?"
A hint of sarcasm flashed through the man's eyes, he pointed at a row of hammers on the wall and said:
¡°There are lighter ones over there, why don¡¯t you get that ten-pound hammer.¡±
"No!" Yang Chen shook his head and said, "This hammer is too light."
"Too light?" The man's expression froze, and then he said with a smile: "People who have just learned blacksmithing, like you, feel that the hammer in their hands is light.
"However, blacksmithing is not about holding a hammer and swinging it thirty or fifty times, but to keep swinging it.
¡°For example, I swing from dawn to dusk every day, at least several thousand hammers a day. "
Having said this, he looked Yang Chen up and down and said, "When you swing this hammer a hundred times, you will know how light it is."
Yang Chen frowned. He had been blacksmithing every day in Lingtai Fangcun Mountain for more than half a year. He was used to holding heavy hammers, but he was really not used to the eighty-pound hammer in his hand.
You know, he was holding a 600-jin hammer in Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.
¡°I still feel it¡¯s too light!¡±
"Little brother!" For the sake of a hundred dollars, the man patiently explained to Yang Chen again: "Forging iron does not mean that you hit someone with a hammer. If you hit someone with three or five hammers, they will be killed." It¡¯s over. It¡¯s going to keep hitting, one hammer after another. Do you understand what I mean?¡±
"I understand!" Yang Chen nodded seriously: "I really think it is too light."
The man was really impatient. He pointed at the hammer in the corner and said:
"That hammer is used for strength training in my spare time. It weighs 150 pounds. If you think this hammer is light, use that hammer."
Yang Chen looked towards the corner, and sure enough he saw a hammer, which was half as big as the hammer in his hand. Then he walked to the corner and put the hammer in his handNext, I picked up the 150-pound hammer and weighed it in my hand.
In fact, he still felt light. But it's much stronger than the eighty-pound forging hammer just now. He picked up the hammer and waved it twice in the air.
That man curled his lips!
Nowadays, the strength of ordinary people can reach up to 150 kilograms, so Yang Chen's simple dance with the hammer is nothing at all.
The key is to swing this hammer hundreds of times, thousands of times!
"The average person can swing five times is the limit. Even if this kid is in a martial arts class, how many times can he swing it?
Watching Yang Chen arrive in front of the forging platform, the man couldn't help but remind him:
"Little brother, if you feel your wrist is a little weak, don't hold on to prevent the hammer from flying out."
Then she reminded Liang Jiayi worriedly: "Girl, please stay away!"
"oh!"
Liang Jiayi responded, but did not retreat far, and chose an angle from which she could clearly see Yang Chen striking, wanting to see how Yang Chen struck.
The man sighed helplessly and cursed in his heart, he really didn¡¯t know how to live or die!
He walked to the corner, picked up the eighty-pound forging hammer that Yang Chen had just put down, and stood next to Liang Jiayi. Be prepared to use the hammer in your hand to block the flying hammer once Yang Chen loses his hand.
Yang Chen stretched out his left hand, picked up the tongs, picked up a piece of metal very skillfully, and placed it on the forging table. There was a hint of surprise in the man's eyes. Just from Yang Chen's actions, he could tell that it didn't seem to be Yang Chen's first time blacksmithing. A first-time blacksmith who wants to use a pair of tongs to pick up the red-hot metal will definitely not be able to do so smoothly.
And at this moment, the forging hammer in Yang Chen's hand suddenly rose, and then fell rapidly. The heavy forging hammer and the speed of Yang Chen's swing actually made the sound of strong wind blowing in the room. The one hundred and fifty The forging hammer weighing 500 kilograms flashed a beautiful black light in the air, like a meteor falling to the earth and hitting the red iron embryo.
"when¡¡"
When the forging hammer hits the iron embryo, hot sparks fly everywhere, like sparks in full bloom. The sound of the impact directly impacts people's hearts, like the first sonata of a metal symphony.
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