Li Jianfei's two damaged spiritual flying swords. One was made of the golden wood that Yu Peng took out from someone's grave. It was made of compressed wood. It was light and yet sharp. This flying sword was one of the flying swords given to Li Jianfei at that time. , the fastest, and every time it flies, a golden light flashes through, like a golden thread flying in the air, extremely dazzling
Another spiritual weapon, the Flying Sword, is a flying sword made of meteorite. The material is red. When the sword is flying, a red halo flashes. The material of the flying sword is a bit heavy, but it is extremely sharp.
These two flying swords were sent here a few days ago for Mr. Lu to check and test and determine how to repair them.
Before Feijian was delivered, Li Jianfei bought all kinds of scarce metals and materials from auctions.
After all these materials were smelted and sent to the cold storage, while waiting for shaping, Mr. Lu said to Li Jianfei
"You think you are a naughty kid, are you stupid? Just this little thing can cost you more than 4 billion? Do you think the money comes from the strong wind? Isn't it just for two flying swords? Why don't you give half of your money to me?" I, I can fix it for you."
Li Jianfei responded helplessly
"Mr. Lu, I came to see you right away, but you said you didn't have these materials..."
Mr. Lu ignored Li Jianfei's words and continued talking like a chatterbox.
"Damn it, these bastards don't have any good intentions, they just know how to trick people. This thing can be sold for more than 20 million yuan. Isn't this fucking thing just for fun?"
When Mr. Lu was talking, he stared at a certain piece of material with an angry look on his face.
Li Jianfei frowned and realized that Mr. Lu didn't spend so much money on himself and felt it was not worth it. He probably had other intentions, so he looked at the young male next to Mr. Lu with some doubts.
Seeing Li Jianfei's suspicious look, the young man turned his head and seemed to be speaking quietly, but in fact his voice was not quiet at all, and said to Li Jianfei
"Master Lu sold this material to the auction a while ago. It was for sale, not consignment. He only bought it for more than one million at that time. He is sulking at himself."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Lu turned around and slapped him, hitting him on the glass hood with a crisp sound, and then slapped him a few more times, talking while hitting him.
"It's not you who instigated me to do this, but am I going to sell that thing? Am I the one who's short of money? You damn..."
He beat and scolded the young man until he quickly begged for mercy. Only then did Mr. Lu stop his hand. The man said a little aggrievedly.
"It was Xiao Li who encouraged you to sell it, not me!!!"
"Ah? Then why the hell didn't you remind me!"
The young man's words did not calm Mr. Lu down, but brought him a new round of slaps in the face.
Li Jianfei next to him did not speak and had nothing to say.
He knew that this was a big loss, but no matter what, he had to admit it, and he had to admit it
Mr. Lu was cheated this time and did not make any money. It was because Mr. Lu had operational problems. Just like in the Liulichang in Beijing in the early years, so many antique players successfully picked up dozens of pieces from the hands of farmers or those who did not know how to do it. Collect the utensils for 1 yuan and sell them for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.
Even if you know it afterwards, you still have to admit it. Who makes you ignorant? The rule of leaving the business is formed at that stage.
However, Mr. Li is not short of money. The thing he was encouraged to sell at that time was something he thought was fun and he made the decision in a moment of happiness. He just felt that the people outside were too complicated and he didn't care about those people. Getting more and more bored
My own money is made with hammer after hammer. Those guys outside know how to take advantage of opportunities.
Mr. Lu doesn't like this way of making money.
Li Jianfei spent more than 18 million yuan to get that material. He had to admit that in fact, this was the material that he lost the least in this auction.
Maybe the people at the auction were a little in awe of Mr. Lu, or because of the influence of cooperation, they didn't dare to bid higher for this material, so they just let Li Jianfei take it.
If Mr. Lu were to know afterwards that the things he sold to them for more than one million yuan were resold for tens of millions, offending Mr. Lu, there would be too much trouble later.
Among the things Li Jianfei auctioned, the one with the highest bid was still the purple material that Mr. Lu and his two apprentices were staring at and treating with extreme caution. It was the thing that Li Jianfei spent the most money on.
Just for this one piece, after those people deliberately raised the price, Li Jianfei finally paid 2.2 billion to get it.
But if it weren’t for Li Jianfei and the special situation this time, no matter how valuable or rare this thing is, it might not have exceeded 200 million.
This is an obvious situation that Li Jianfei has to jump to. Moreover, in the future, he will not have any chance to make amends, not even a chance to vent his anger.
After all the materials refined in the cold room had cooled down, at the signal of Mr. Lu, the young male went over and took all the metal materials to the smelting furnace room. After weighing them one by one, the young female looked at them. A very special pair of scissors. Cut out a small piece from each material.
Place it on the flat surface of a weighing instrument, and then the weight of this small piece of material is displayed on the display.
On top of this weight number, there is another weight number. As the female young man continues to trim the material, the two numbers are getting closer and closer, but it is also becoming more and more difficult.
Because the weight figure above is accurate to three decimal places.
The closer you get to the back, the more careful you are in pruning. Sometimes, once you cut, you can barely see the traces of what was cut, and the number only hovers within the range of 0.001.
And the weight requirements for each piece are different. There is a palm-sized metal material. When it is the turn of weighing this material, the number above indicates that 0.003 grams is needed. The young female cuts it out every time and it is invisible to the naked eye. Every point must exceed this weight
She was so anxious that she almost smashed the display screen.
But fortunately, after nearly an hour, I finally prepared all these things according to the material requirements corresponding to the display screen.
After the last material was accurately matched, the female young man sat down on the ground. No matter how hard the male young man next to her tried to pull her, she just couldn't get up.
The young man only pulled a few times, and was directed by Mr. Lu to pour some materials into an extremely precise and compact smelting furnace. The smelting furnace was only slightly taller than a microwave oven, but longer. It is almost one meter wide, with a row of small crucibles lined up side by side.
The style of the crucible is also different. It is similar to a cone with a protruding groove on it, which is obviously used to facilitate pouring out the metal solution.
Following the prompts on the display, the man poured different materials into the corresponding small crucibles and smelted them.
The display screen has also changed its style at this moment. It only has temperature and the melting progress percentage of different small crucibles. Whenever the material melting progress reaches the percentage, it will prompt what the next melting material is.
After waiting for all the materials to be smelted successfully, according to the instructions on the display screen, the young man poured the small crucibles containing the metal solution into a new smelting crucible in the planned order.
There were no accidents during this period, and there was no stress reaction or explosion after mixing different metal solutions. Just like mixing a cocktail, when the different solutions were poured into the mixing crucible, there was no sound at all and they were mixed together directly.
After all the metal solution was poured into a crucible and pushed into the smelting furnace again, more than ten minutes later, Mr. Lu took out a flying sword about ten centimeters long from a box.
Yu Peng saw that this was the flying sword that he had made for Li Jianfei. It was made of meteorite made of unknown material and smelted and compressed.
At this moment, there were more than a dozen gaps and even a crack on the short flying sword, which penetrated the surface of the flying sword horizontally and was seriously damaged.
Mr. Lu carefully brought the flying sword to a smelting furnace with a pair of pliers to heat it.
This process took more than ten minutes before the flying sword was finally heated red by the smelting furnace. During this process, Mr. Lu's hand did not tremble or move at all. He always maintained this thing, and even Yu Peng could not detect it. fluctuations in his arm movements
Sure enough, in this world, the most outstanding people in any field have their own unique methods and abilities.
Just as the flying sword was burning red, there was also a crisp sound from the crucible that contained multiple materials.
The young man quickly took out the crucible and poured it into a metal trough placed flat on the instrument table.
This slot was just brought by another young female
On the other hand, the old man used a faster speed to take the flying sword out of the smelting furnace, and almost as soon as the solution was completely poured into the tank, he also put the flying sword in.
The metal trough was connected to a wire and a button. When the young man poured all the metal solution into it and the old man threw the flying sword in, the young female also pressed the button at the same time.
The metal tank suddenly made a buzzing sound, and was used to move violently at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. The metal solution in the tank was instantly aroused and countless small droplets were beating on the metal solution.
After about ten seconds, the young female pressed the button again. The metal solution had not yet calmed down. When some small drops of solution were still floating in the air, Mr. Lu used a clamp to quickly grab the flying sword.
Mr. Lu sprinted in small steps, rushed to the cold room, and put Feijian into a metal bottle frozen with liquid nitrogen. There should be some kind of oil in it. The moment Feijian entered, a fierce flame almost burst out. When they reached the roof, if Mr. Lu hadn't used the clamp at an angle, the flames would have burned him first.
However, Yu Peng also noticed that although there were some edges of flames that burned the protective clothing that the old man was wearing, there seemed to be no trace of the protective clothing being burned at all.
As the flames fell, the edges of the metal bottles were covered with traces of splashed oil droplets, but the flames finally stopped.
After a while, Mr. Lu confidently walked out of the cold room with the flying sword under his arm, returned to the smelting room, handed the flying sword to Li Jianfei's eyes, and said:
"Look, today I'm going to open your eyes and see what forging is! What living is!"
