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Chapter 21 Tang-style broadsword (Part 1)

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    "Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite." This is absolutely true.  Chen Laoshi's family is poor and poor, but they are still very harmonious. Their life is difficult but not without warmth. Especially Chen Zairong is smart and smart. He studies in the county government and brings glory to the family. He is famous at a young age.  Every mention of him should be praised.  Unexpectedly, Chen Laoshi and his wife were strongly opposed to his joining the army, and there was disharmony in the family.

    This reminded Chen Wanrong of his neighbor¡¯s house in another time and space.  A neighbor's child is determined to join the army, and his parents are very supportive, but his grandma doesn't agree. The reason is not complicated. The grandma wants her grandson to have a happy relationship with her and is reluctant to let her grandson travel far away.  It was useless for anyone to do the work. Even the Ministry of Armed Forces and the government failed to get the job done, so the grandson had to give up his plan to join the army.

    Since then, the grandson has lost his ambition, has no energy in doing things, and seems to be in a state of despair. Grandma feels sorry for him and finally changes her mind, but the opportunity has been missed.  The next year, grandma encouraged her grandson to apply for military service again. This time, his grandson finally got his wish and became a soldier.  After more than ten years in the military, he has been promoted to regimental commander.  (Note: This is a real thing.)

    Parents always care about their children. As long as Chen Laoshi and his wife realize the importance of joining the army to Chen Zairong, they are the kind grandmother and will agree.  Of course, this requires methods and cannot be forced. Chen Wanrong plans to use a roundabout strategy to find opportunities to convince them.

    Chen Zairong now thinks that Chen Wanrong is very different from before. If he can win his support to join the army, Chen Wanrong not only supports him to join the army, but also agrees to persuade Chen Laoshi and his wife. This makes Chen Zairong overjoyed and happy.  He couldn't close his mouth: "Brother, you are so capable now. If you tell me, your parents will definitely agree."

    Thinking about how stubborn the neighbor's grandmother was, and how many people had failed in ideological work, Chen Wanrong was not as optimistic as him, but in order not to worry him, he still said confidently: "Zairong, don't worry  , There is no parent who doesn¡¯t love their children. As long as your parents know that you are sincerely joining the army, they will agree. Let¡¯s go to the town to buy raw materials first.¡±

    Unconsciously, he had already reached the official road and was not far from Luojiadian. Chen Zairong nodded and walked quickly towards Luojiadian.  There was a little more hope in joining the army. Chen Zairong was happy in his heart. He hummed a tune from time to time and his steps were unusually brisk, as if he were stepping on a hot wheel. Chen Wanrong quickened his pace before he could barely keep up.

    The official road is still busy with people and cars.  Not long after traveling, we arrived at Luojiadian, where there was a steady flow of people, shouting and hawking, and the bustling scene was still there.

    There is a blacksmith shop at the head of the town. There is a wooden sign hanging on the door frame with the four characters "Zhang Blacksmith Shop" written on it. The words are written very neatly and the shelves are well structured. Chen Wanrong feels that this word is very familiar, as if he has seen it somewhere.  .  On second thought, it turned out to be Chen Zairong's handiwork.

    The name Zhang Blacksmith Shop is too vulgar, but it meets the requirements of country people who can understand it at a glance.

    Sitting at the door was a sturdy man, of medium height and stocky, wearing thick linen clothes with many holes made by iron filings.  There was an apron made of sheepskin around her chest, which was shiny and shiny. The black spots on it were like stars in the sky, and they were countless.

    This man was leaning against the door frame and taking a nap, his snoring making the sound loud and attracting the attention of passers-by.  The saliva flowed out from the corners of his mouth and dripped on the sheepskin apron, making it wet.

    The sun has risen very high, and the warm sunshine is particularly warm on the body. Dozing under the sun is also a kind of enjoyment. Chen Wanrong thought that he really knows how to enjoy life.

    Chen Zairong looked at the man's sleeping look and burst into laughter: "Brother, look at me teasing Master Zhang." Without waiting for Chen Wanrong to say anything, he put his feet on the ground and flew up. When he landed, he was already on the ground.  Come to this man.

    There was a short step in front of the blacksmith shop, almost six or seven feet high. Chen Zairong jumped up easily. Chen Wanrong thought that people who practice martial arts are different. They can go up and down, which inevitably gives rise to a bit of envy.  .

    Chen Zairong opened his left eye, closed his right eye, stuck out his tongue, looked naughty, stood on tiptoes, came to the man without making a sound, and blew hot air on his neck.  The man smacked his lips, twisted slightly, and continued to sleep soundly.

    After blinking twice, Chen Zairong shouted in the man's ear with a high-pitched voice: "Collect the money!"

    The man was startled and woke up from his dream. He jumped up and asked in a loud voice, "Who is it?"

    "Master Zhang, it's time to pay for your stay at the hotel." Chen Zairong stretched out his right hand towards the man, pursed his lips tightly, and looked naughty.

    This man¡¯s sweet dream was disturbed, and he was frightened half to death. He felt very unhappy, with a bit of anger on his face. When he saw it was Chen ZaiRong, with an angry look on his face, immediately ran to the Java Kingdom, but what was replaced by a smile on his face, hehehe said happily: "Who am I talking about, so bold to disturb my sweet dream, it turns out to be Zai Rong."  . Zai Rong, you haven¡¯t studied today?¡±

    "We won't go to school today. Master Zhang, you won't be afraid of freezing if you sleep here." Chen Zairong walked up to him with a smile, put his hands on his shoulders, and pressed hard.

    He is Zhang Tiejiang who gave the sword to Chen Zairong. His name is Zhang Deming. The two of them have a good relationship. They always joke and have fun when they meet.

    "Be gentle." Zhang Deming couldn't bear Chen Zai Rong's strength, and his body couldn't help but faltered. He bared his teeth and reprimanded, and punched Chen Zai Rong's stomach with his right hand, making a crisp sound. He couldn't help shaking his hands and sucking in the cold air:  "Zairong, why are you so excited? It feels like an iron plate, and my hands hurt so much."

    Chen Zairong was quite proud of having teased Zhang Deming, and said with a smile: "Master Zhang, if you hit me, I won't let you hit me, right? Who told you to use so much force? You have no good intentions, you deserve it!"

    "Your kung fu has improved again, and your belly is as hard as iron." Zhang Deming shook his shoulders, let go of Chen Zai Rong, and looked at Chen Zai Rong's waist: "Where is your sword? You can go without eating, but you have to wear a sword. You  This is the first time I¡¯ve seen him without a sword.¡±

    In Luojiadian, the place and person Chen Zairong is most familiar with is this blacksmith shop, because there are many weapons in his shop. Chen Zairong has to play with his weapons every time he comes to Luojiadian.  Fan, return home happily.  Chen Zairong was clever and strong, and he often helped Zhang Deming to forge iron.  As time went on, the relationship became closer and closer, almost like brothers. Zhang Deming understood Chen Zairong's temperament very well, and he loved swords more than food.

    When the sword was broken, Chen Zairong was in the excitement of realizing the true meaning of martial arts, and he didn't feel any pity.  Now that the excitement has passed, Zhang Deming felt regretful when he mentioned it: "It's over."

    "Broken? What are you kidding about?" Zhang Deming looked unhappy, pointed at Chen Zairong and scolded: "The sword is very fragile, so you can't chop it randomly, and you kid doesn't know how to cherish it."

    Chen Zairong argued: "Master Zhang, you don't know yet. I have now learned a new way to use power. When I master it, I can break your door with one punch instead of flying it away."

    Zhang Deming and Chen Zairong are familiar with each other, and they have some understanding of martial arts. They know that knocking the door panel away and breaking it into pieces are two completely different realms. It is much more difficult to break the door panel without flying. Some people don't believe it: "Really? You kid didn't  Is it a lie?"

    Chen Zairong explained: "I stabbed the wooden stake with the sword, but the sword broke. When I master it, it will not be easy to break the door panel."

    Zhang Deming took a breath, with a look of surprise on his face: "How much strength does it take to break a sword? You have such strength now that you are capable. It doesn't matter, I happen to have a piece of fine steel here, and I'll break it for you."  Just a handful. Come on, help me."

    Chen Zairong is martial by nature and loves weapons. When he heard this, his eyebrows flew up and he said with great joy: "Master Zhang, is it true?"

    The family was extremely poor. After the sword was broken, the family did not have the financial strength to buy it immediately. Chen Zai Rong was thinking about whether to cut a wooden sword to deal with it. Zhang Deming's words were not the icing on the cake, but a blessing in time. Chen Zai Rong was so happy that he almost jumped up with these words.  It's not spoken, it's sung, and it's even more joyful than what's sung.

    The two had a good friendship. They started fighting and making noises when they met. Chen Wanrong was doing nothing but taking stock of the situation in the room.  When Chen Wanrong saw something unique, his eyes could not help but shine, and he thought with great excitement: "The ancient alchemists mastered some elementary chemical reactions and then learned Taoism and magic. The chemical knowledge I have mastered can be theirs."  There is no problem with being the founder, but I want to be a real chemist. To achieve my goal, I need one thing. Could it be that hope is here?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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