morning.
Chen Xian put his hands on his eyes to block the sunlight coming from the cracks in the house.
[Identity: Low-level blacksmith (201/200) can break through]
In order to be able to upgrade, I actually lost my temper seven or eight times in one night.
hiss--
Now, just turning around slightly, I felt bursts of pain in my waist.
Looking at Xiao Yu, who was preparing a meal with trembling legs in front of the stove, he couldn't help but feel moved.
He held his sore waist, pulled on his straw sandals, and quietly hugged her waist from behind.
Feeling the trembling of the human child in his arms, Chen Xian suddenly cursed in his heart that he was worse than a beast. In order to experiment with the golden finger, he even forgot to consider Xiaoyu's body.
He said softly: "Xiaoyu, just rest, I'll come."
Chen Xian picked up the little fish by his waist and placed it on the hay.
Her face turned red and she wanted to say something: "I..."
Chen Xian pretended that he was still strong and asked, "Do you still want to try?"
The little fish immediately shook his head like a rattle.
Chen Xian immediately walked to the stove, added firewood and boiled water. After the water boiled, he took out two wheat cakes from the clay pot and put them in the pot to cook them into porridge.
These wheat cakes cost one dollar each and were about the size of a palm. They were mixed with a lot of bark and other fibers.
Two loaves are enough for an adult to eat for a day.
While it was hot, Chen Xian put the porridge in a bowl and served it to Xiaoyu.
"It's... too much."
"What's so much? Remember, if you marry into my Chen family, you will have everything I can eat."
Chen Xian took another bowl from the pot. After it had cooled down a bit, he drank it directly. He raised his arm and wiped his mouth carelessly.
"Here are these two dollars for you."
Chen Xian took out two white chips from his arms and said, "There are nothing for my daughter at home. If you want to go out, go with your neighbor Sister Chen. Don't go out alone, it's not safe outside."
Xiaoyu puffed out his cheeks and nodded.
[Current favorability: 70]
[Bonus: 2]
Chen Xian was overjoyed when he saw the change in the panel. Could it be that if the proficiency level is 1 after doing it once, the bonus would be doubled by 2?
Just when I was about to give it another try, my waist felt sore and I immediately gave up the plan.
Squeak——
Opening the door, Chen Xian couldn't wait to walk towards the scrap iron workshop.
"Brother Chen, how do you feel?"
"Is it moisturized?"
"This is only the first day, but you are willing to give up. Are you not feeling well? Come on, come on, I have medicine to buy."
Hearing the jokes from the neighbors, Chen Xian smiled awkwardly and left quickly.
In about ten minutes, Chen Xian arrived at the scrap iron workshop and felt the surrounding temperature rise sharply for a long time.
When the others looked up and saw Chen Xian, they were obviously startled and thought, "This guy, why don't you take advantage of the wedding to take a two-day break?"
But the supervisor was watching from the side, and they didn't dare to whisper to each other blatantly.
Chen Xian took off his shirt and came to his workstation naked.
Looking at the panel in the corner of his eye, he silently thought about breakthrough.
Buzz——
A light illuminates behind the identity, and the panel data updates.
[Identity: Intermediate Blacksmith: Intermediate (1/500)]
The next second, a warm current surged through his body, and more than ten years of blacksmithing experience suddenly appeared in his mind.
"oops!"
Chen Xian groaned suddenly, feeling that the strength in his body had never been so strong.
My waist no longer hurts, my legs no longer feel weak, and the cells throughout my body are gradually expanding like sponges full of power.
Junior blacksmiths, in addition to their strength, have also mastered some more basic skills, such as metal cutting, drilling, polishing, etc. Can make iron pots, shovels and other utensils.
As for intermediate blacksmiths, in addition to increasing their blacksmithing efficiency, they can also make some more complex iron tools, such as swords, spears, and axes.
When the iron embryo that had not been beaten yesterday was red-hot in the furnace, Chen Xian took it out with iron tongs, took out a sledgehammer and hit it hard.
eighty!
eighty!
For a while, he was immersed in it, sweating and waving. He didn't feel tired, but played very rhythmically.
Two hours later.
Chen Xian was pleasantly surprised to find that the shovel he successfully built not only increased in speed, but also seemed to have much better toughness than before.
…
Quality inspection desk.
Everyone lined up to place the iron tools they made on it.
"Xiao Chen, you actually got four shots. What medicine did you take today?"
The man behind Chen Xian saw the ironware in his basket, his mouth opened as wide as a goose egg, and he said in shock.
Normally, a blacksmith would only make two pieces a day.
Being able to play four games, his master had to work for twenty years to barely achieve it.
The supervisor sat on the bench and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about? Just move forward!"
Soon, it was Chen Xian's turn and he put the ironware on it.
"Four?"
Old Liu, the supervisor, looked at Chen Xian in surprise, then held it in his hand for inspection, and said slightly meaningfully: "Two pieces are of average quality, two yuan. These two are almost good quality, four yuan."
"Is it close to being a good product?"
Hearing Lao Liu's words, the people around him suddenly exclaimed.
Generally, ironware is divided into ordinary products, good products and fine products.
The entire barrier can produce only a handful of good products.
And the quality ones are even more pitiful.
"This boy is so powerful at such a young age?"
"Oh! I know, Chen Xian just married his wife yesterday. I will try to marry another one in two days!"
"Okay!" Old Liu waved his hands to the people around him, signaling for silence: "Your name is Chen Xian?"
"That's right."
"There happens to be an empty blacksmith shop in the backyard. If you can maintain this quality in the next week, I will arrange for you to enter the backyard."
"Thank you Gong Liu."
The backyard is usually where the more senior and skilled blacksmiths in the scrap iron workshop make iron. Each person has a separate blacksmith shop.
If these blacksmiths make two iron tools a day, they can earn about 50 yuan a month, including rest.
In the backyard, I do nothing and get a minimum salary of 15 yuan per month.
Chen Xian was happy in his heart. If this continued, within three years, it might be possible to save enough money to buy the antidote.
…
Evening, butcher shop.
Chen Xian said: "Boss, please bring two ounces of meat and half a pound of brown rice."
He planned to buy some things to replenish the fish.
"10 yuan."
Just as I picked up the two bags and before leaving, I suddenly heard a noise in the distance.
Turning around, I saw that it was a modified car that had just stopped. A small part of the front bumper was left, and there were scratches on the body. It was obvious that it had experienced a brutal battle before.
In the car, there was a man with a Chinese character in a gray jacket sitting, and next to him was a pretty girl.
As soon as he stopped, he could smell the smell of blood.
At this time, the butcher shop owner ran out quickly and shouted: "Brother Lu, what are you doing here?"
Lu Shan's voice was rough and he said with a smile: "A porcupine!"
Then he got out of the car and dragged the huge body out of the trunk with one hand.
Lu Shan, one of the more powerful masters in the nearby streets, is a quasi-martial artist with a fist strength of 900 kilograms. One punch can kill a cow.
Chen Xian glanced at it lightly and left.
No one knows how many life and death crises have gone through behind the scenery at this time.
