#62 - Chapter 62 Sword Forging - Rebirth starts with many children and good fortune

The brief exchange with Wu Feng made Cheng Feng feel a sense of crisis.

Looking at the fact that he was still missing a good blade,

Cheng Feng finally remembered that he had a rusty saber.

The study and practice of the saber techniques had been progressing slowly.

However, recently, with so many things happening, Cheng Feng had put the saber techniques, which hadn't yet become a panel skill, last on his list.

Cheng Feng was also very helpless, but there was no other way.

Things just kept piling up.

In comparison, he could only put effort into his weapon.

Fortunately, he had received some silver as a dividend, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to afford an ordinary iron saber.

Taking the rusty saber, he headed to the renowned Tie Lu Blacksmith Shop.

He wondered if this warrior's blade of his was made of special materials.

Cheng Feng always felt that the skeleton at the bottom of the lake was not simple.

Carrying one hundred and fifty taels of silver with him,

That was equivalent to carrying three houses on his person.

How could he be doing poorly?

Also, the saber techniques, Cheng Feng hadn't even entered the basics yet.

Since the New Year, Cheng Feng hadn't gone to learn to read anymore; three months was about enough time.

Cheng Feng had at least learned to recognize all the characters in the saber manual.

Later, things got a bit busy, so Cheng Feng temporarily put it on hold.

A burly man with bulging muscles came out of the blacksmith shop.

After Cheng Feng explained his purpose, he handed the rusty saber to the burly man. The burly man took the saber, examined it carefully, and then frowned, saying, "This saber does look like it's been around for some time, but it's just an ordinary iron saber."

Cheng Feng was a bit disappointed, but still asked, "Is it really just an ordinary iron saber? Then can you help me see if this saber can be melted down and re-forged into a different style?"

The burly man nodded, picked up the saber and scratched it against a stone a few times, leaving deep marks on the stone. "Well, no problem, and the hardness of this saber is not bad, it would be suitable if it were re-smelted."

Cheng Feng then discussed the style with this blacksmith master. The old style definitely couldn't be used again. He drew the Embroidered Spring Blade style that he had bought from Taobao in his previous life.

Its shape, size, the curvature of the blade, and the design of the handle were all clearly outlined on the paper.

As the lines gradually intertwined into a complete pattern, a beautiful Embroidered Spring Blade leaped onto the paper.

The blade was sharp and strong, as if it could cut through all obstacles; the handle fit the palm, providing a comfortable and stable grip. Cheng Feng also specially added some unique decorative elements to make the whole blade more artistic and personalized.

When he finished this painting, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. He believed that this experienced master would definitely be able to understand the subtleties contained within and create a work that was exactly the same as the Miao blade in his memory.

The blacksmith master also praised the saber design as very beautiful.

Cheng Feng was overjoyed and quickly asked, "Then how much will it cost to melt and re-forge this saber?"

The burly man looked at Cheng Feng and held up five fingers. Cheng Feng's heart tightened. Could it be fifty taels?

That was too expensive! He gritted his teeth and asked, "Fifty taels?" The burly man shook his head and said, "It's five taels."

Cheng Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Five taels was still within his acceptable range. He took out five taels of silver and handed it to the burly man, then said, "Then I'll trouble you."

The blacksmith took the silver, waved the saber again, and then called out an apprentice to have Cheng Feng sign and stamp the receipt.

Cheng Feng took the receipt and left.

But before long, a voice came from behind: "Guest, wait, wait, there's a problem with your saber."

Cheng Feng was baffled. The saber had just been handed over, what could be wrong?

Cheng Feng was eager to understand more, but the servant said that the master blacksmith had seen that there was a problem with the saber and wanted you to go back, it should be good news.

Cheng Feng was overjoyed, had they discovered something?

He gave the servant two big coins.

Cheng Feng abandoned the servant and went back to the blacksmith shop himself.

This time, the one who received Cheng Feng was an old master blacksmith.

The old master was sitting next to the saber, drinking tea.

Cheng Feng stepped forward and clasped his fist, saying, "Old sir, I'm being polite, but what's wrong with my saber?"

The old master first looked at Cheng Feng.

Then he invited Cheng Feng to sit down, had the muscular man accompany him, and then said to Cheng Feng, "Young brother, don't worry, this saber is not an ordinary iron saber." The old master said slowly, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Cheng Feng was shocked. As he had expected, this saber must have some secret.

"I've been a blacksmith my whole life, and I've only seen this kind of good saber material once or twice." The old master put down his teacup and stood up, "This saber is made of a rare mixture of materials, making it more durable and sharper than ordinary swords."

Cheng Feng was secretly pleased to hear this.

"This saber is mixed with red gold, soft silver, black steel stone and other special materials, my apprentice's eyes deceived him," the old master continued.

Looking at the old master's slow tone, Cheng Feng had a slightly ominous feeling.

Sure enough, the old master continued: "But it is because this saber was mistaken by my eldest apprentice that this receipt cannot be counted."

Cheng Feng was puzzled: "Old master, what do you mean?"

"Because of the materials, these materials are undoubtedly more valuable, to be honest, I can allocate some of these materials here, but the price is indeed not cheap, really not your five taels of silver can buy," the old master said.

"I have two options here, what do you think? First, the five taels of silver will be returned to you, and I will send another five taels as your loss, we will not forge this saber, please find someone else.

In business, I, the old man, did this deal, and this shop is estimated to have to lose a large part of it, I am really ashamed.

Second, it is also possible to re-forge, you have to add some silver coins here, we will add some special materials, the materials are half price, as your compensation,

I will personally forge a blade that is absolutely suitable for you, just according to your design drawings, looking at the weight of this blade, it can forge two blades, the weight and quality will definitely not be bad."

Looking at the old master's sincere words, the anger in Cheng Feng's heart dissipated for the most part. Hearing that the old master would personally take action, Cheng Feng was even more delighted.

The material fee was halved, the old master personally took action, and he could even forge two blades.

The old master's words had long made Cheng Feng lose his way.

Happiness came too suddenly.

Suddenly, Cheng Feng thought of something: "Then how much more silver do I have to add?"

The old master hesitated for a moment and held up five fingers.

Cheng Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Five taels?"

The burly blacksmith next to him said: "It's fifty taels."

Cheng Feng was furious. This was still half the price. If it wasn't halved, it would be one hundred taels.

Cheng Feng asked doubtfully: "Are the materials for this saber so valuable?"

The burly blacksmith was about to explain,

The old master shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

Then he turned to Cheng Feng and said patiently: "The swords of warriors can be said to be the second life of warriors, so the swords of warriors are not cheap,

Like your kind of saber, there are very few sold on the market, basically as soon as they come out, they are bought by wealthy families, if you don't want to be inferior to others in weapons in the future, my suggestion is that you can forge a good saber.

Today's matter is that I didn't teach my apprentice well and he was deceived. If it was normal, my appearance fee alone would be thirty taels. You can consider it yourself! If you don't believe me, go outside and ask about my reputation as Liu Tiechui."

After speaking, he prepared to pick up his teacup.

Cheng Feng had naturally inquired about it. The quality of the swords forged by the blacksmith here was quite good. Seeing that the old master could patiently say so much, he was probably also thinking about his reputation.

Cheng Feng had to say: "Okay, I'll listen to Master Liu, but I'll pay twenty-five taels first, making it thirty taels, and I'll bring the remaining twenty taels when I deliver the goods, is that okay?"

The burly blacksmith next to him said angrily: "We don't have this precedent."

Liu Tiechui waved his hand and interrupted: "Yes, little brother is also a smart person, please little brother keep this matter to yourself in the future."

Cheng Feng clasped his fist and said: "Master Liu, don't worry, I understand."

After re-issuing the receipt, Cheng Feng slowly walked back home to get the money. The silver at the bottom of the box hadn't even warmed up yet, and it was about to come out again.

Inside the blacksmith shop, the burly blacksmith asked: "Master, why do you value this kid so much?"

Liu Tiechui said angrily: "Isn't it because you are not up to par, you can get this wrong, do you think that kid has no background?

The martial arts competition of several major martial arts gyms in a few days is because this kid is going to be accepted by Wang Tieshan as a closed disciple, can you not be criticized if you make this mistake at this juncture?

We are neutral, just focus on blacksmithing, don't worry about the others, you should take a good look at the things I left you in the future."

In the following days, Cheng Feng occasionally wandered around the tavern.

During the day, he relied on nourishing medicinal pills, steeling his heart, four times a day.

Work hard in the morning, eat to replenish strength,

Work hard at noon, eat in the afternoon,

Work hard at night, plus a late-night snack of tonic medicine.

According to this order and frequency,

Cheng Feng was also ruthless.

Add a little if you have it.

If you don't have a little, then create a little and continue to add.

Anyway, Cheng Feng had to work hard.

Four days passed quickly.