"What's wrong?"

Almost like flying, Zhao Yunxiang rushed into the shelter and looked at Han Qianluo who was standing there dumbfounded.

She seemed to be surprised by something, and a bottle of engine oil fell on the ground.

"Look quickly!"

The girl pointed to a certain corner of the shelter, and following her gaze, Zhao Yunxiang was stunned for an instant!

"The duck... the duck... has hatched!!!"

In a corner of the shelter, in that simple cage, there are a few brown-black ducklings. These ducklings are probably just hatched, and their bodies are still wet, and some have blood.

This is the first time Zhao Yunxiang has seen the chicks break their shells, so I can only say...

It's disgusting!

The little duck smelled fishy, ​​and it was white and sticky, and there were bloodstains...

This shit! !

"Quack..." The mother duck saw that the two were peeking at them, thinking that the two were going to do something to her baby, and started to scream.

"It hatched faster than expected." Zhao Yunxiang was afraid for a while, but fortunately he didn't eat the duck eggs. If this damn egg is cooked and opened, it will cry to death.

After the boiled egg is opened, most people can accept the plain egg white and egg flower, but if it is replaced by a formed duckling, it is estimated that he will definitely not be able to eat it.

"Yeah, it's a good thing we caught the female duck. If we didn't catch it, we might have eaten the duck egg." Han Qianluo rubbed Brother Su on the left side, feeling scared for a while.

"Okay~!" Zhao Yunxiang sighed, "There is work to do, the ducks have to be moved outside, and the cage has to be redone, making it smaller."

"Hmm..." Han Qianluo narrowed his eyes and nodded in agreement.

The main thing is that the cages in the shelter are made to the size of the female ducks, and the purpose is to restrain the female ducks.

However, the newborn ducklings can easily get out of the gaps in the cages.

Seven in and seven out in less than a minute!

"Is there anything I can help with?" Han Qianluo knew that Zhao Yunxiang's work was heavy, so he immediately asked, "I'm very strong, so I can help you share some of the heavy work."

The girl has always been in awe of Zhao Yunxiang and is very grateful. When he made medicine for herself yesterday, he was really handsome.

"Hmm..." After Zhao Yunxiang thought for a moment, he handed Han Qianluo a piece of bamboo, "Help watch the fire and keep the flame burning. I will do the rest."

Due to the special design of the cooktop, a blower is hardly used, and the thick smoke will be blown away by the wind along a special channel.

What Han Qianluo did was add firewood to the stove.

Because the art of forging requires a lot of flint, and because there is no carbon, it needs to consume a lot of wood.

When he came to the stove, Zhao Yunxiang held a stone hammer and used a wooden stick to take out the huge gear from the fire.

After burning for a long time,

The periphery and one end of the gear were already burning red.

The gears in the gearbox are all heat-treated, and these gears are very hard, in order to increase wear resistance.

But after being burned by the flame, the entire piece of iron was burned through by the flame, the material changed, and the hardness of the gear was greatly reduced.

Zhao Yunxiang was shirtless forging iron under the shade of the trees, while Han Qianluo added firewood to the fire from time to time, and at the same time pulled out the ashes that had turned into charcoal.

Zhao Yunxiang's operation surprised her again, "Why did you put a tree trunk in the hole of the gear?"

There is indeed a fresh tree trunk in the hole of the gear, and the trunk is white, mainly because the bark has been peeled off by Han Qianluo to make a rope.

"When the gear is hit, it will be deformed, and the inner hole will be deformed accordingly. What I want is a hammer, and this inner hole must be left." Zhao Yunxiang explained, and at the same time held the stone hammer high, ruthlessly Hit hard towards the gear.

As soon as the hammer came down, the cogs of the gear were flattened a little, and it would be flattened in a short time. At that time, it would be a hammer.

"This guy... is really the second generation rich?" Han Qianluo's impression of the second generation rich is the kind of image that can't do anything, can't eat anything, and can't have enough.

People like Zhao Yunxiang are obviously from the countryside.

It didn't take long, and a hammer was done!

The hammer is OK, the stone hammer is broken!

After countless times of hammering, the granite of the stone hammer shattered, one end of the hammer was smashed flat, and the two sides and the other end were still relatively sharp teeth.

The stone hammer was laid off, and the hammer was on top. With the hammer in hand, forging the machete was no problem at all.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang..."

After more than an hour, a long shaft was tempered and forged many times, and finally the prototype of the machete was made.

Although this knife is a bit crooked, although it has not been sharpened yet, once it is sharpened, it is a knife that can easily cut through bamboo!

[Congratulations to the host for successfully forging a high-quality machete, and the sub-professional forging has been successfully activated...]

"Sub-professional forging?" Zhao Yunxiang was overjoyed. He had good forging skills. He could not only make swords, arrows, but also triangular army thorns and crossbow arrows.

[Congratulations to the host, the high-quality machete you made has gained characteristics, wash the front]

The characteristic of washing the front is to increase the sharpness by 20%...

emmmmm...

I haven't even opened the seal yet, you're on the move!

Zhao Yunxiang was speechless, but still squatted down on the ground, using rough granite and sea water, and began to sharpen the knife...

After sharpening, the blade is smeared with slime, and the entire knife is covered with charcoal ash.

This process is called carburizing. In order to remove the burrs on the blade, the ancients covered the blade with mud and heated the knife with charcoal ash to form a carburized layer.

After a long time, he took out the machete and put it into the sea water with great enthusiasm.

"Chi Chi Chi..."

When the scorching knife met the cold water, it immediately stirred up a lot of heat, and the evaporated sea water was still very fishy.

The machete is ready, the style is a bit weird, similar to a Taidao, single-edged, with a sharp tip, the thickness of the back of the knife is 3 mm, the width is 3 fingers, and the length is a little over 1 meter.

"Is it ready?" Han Qianluo looked at the machete reflecting the sunlight. This knife is really handsome.

"To be honest, I bought a black steel machete on the bridge for 12 in the second year of junior high school. After taking it home and rare for 3 days, my mother found it." Zhao Yunxiang wiped his eyes, "Because I was afraid that I would Mom punished me, I lied at the time, saying it belonged to my classmate, and sold it to my classmate for 5 yuan the next day!"

(This thing was done by the author...it's rare for 3 days!!!)

"Your classmate took advantage of it!" Han Qianluo covered his mouth and chuckled.

"Um……"

Zhao Yunxiang didn't want to recall these, but walked towards the bamboo forest with a machete in his hands.

On the outskirts of the bamboo forest, he started a run-up, and then slashed towards the bamboo pole very handsomely.

The machete cut through it easily, and a tall and straight bamboo fell to the ground with a crash!

Followed by the second tree, the third tree...

Dozens of bamboos were cut off, and Zhao Yunxiang seemed to be addicted.

Just as he was cutting off a bamboo, the fallen bamboo disturbed an animal in the bushes.

The animal is running wild!

"It's that delicious!!"

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