Determination

Sharpening a blade was a test of a blacksmith's skill to begin with. This method of opening the blade a second time made the test even more difficult. If one was not careful, the blade would be damaged.

The edge of the watermelon knife was grinding between Li Zhenhua's push and pull, gradually grinding into what he wanted.

Li Zhenhua lifted a little water from the bucket beside him and sprinkled it on the knife.

The abrasive iron filings of the knife came down with the water.

As long as the hilt was properly installed, this knife would already be considered a finished product. If one wanted it to be beautiful, one could even use sandpaper and grinding cream to grind it into a mirror.

Li Zhenhua took the knife and went to the vertical drill bed to clamp it. Under his operation, two holes were drilled out of the handle.

He then attached the wooden hilt that he had prepared earlier and secured it with rivets in the middle.

The handle of this watermelon knife was even used with a full dragon bone knife handle. It could be said to be the strongest handle.

Ding… Congratulations, you have successfully created a watermelon knife. Spirit dexterity proficiency +1 (millimeter level 1/1000) '

Holding the knife. Yes, it could no longer be called a knife. It could already be called a knife.

Li Zhenhua, who wanted to make the knife perfect, entered the house with the knife. It was on the counter on the first floor.

After arranging the sandpaper and grinding cream from low to high, Li Zhenhua began to sharpen the mirror of the watermelon knife.

By the time the mirror was done grinding, Li Zhenhua's phone notified him that it was already bedtime.

Looking at the knife in his hand, a day had passed unknowingly. The watermelon knife that he had made himself had also completed the last grinding.

Li Zhenhua looked at the watermelon knife in front of him and felt as if a lifetime had passed. He had never thought that he could successfully forge a knife alone.

In the past, he had always existed as an assistant and was only helping his grandfather. But now that he had the help of the Goldfinger, he actually had the qualifications to hold the small hammer.

He returned to the second floor with the knife and placed the watermelon knife on the nightstand.

He had painstakingly forged this knife with the two functions of the Goldfinger, even though its appearance was the same as the watermelon knife.

However, it would be a huge mistake to use him as a watermelon knife.

Who had ever seen the back of a watermelon knife that was 3 millimeters thick? This knife was definitely better than the paper cutter used to cut paper and transform it into a knife.

Li Zhenhua could only keep the knife beside him. If he lost it at night, he would be in big trouble.

Who knew what a knife thief would do with a knife?

Li Zhenhua lay in bed and thought about what had happened today. It was really a magical day.

On the second day after he returned, his luck actually reversed. Thinking of this, Li Zhenhua subconsciously fell asleep.

The sky was brightening. The sun was about to rise.

The rooster began to crow. Li Zhenhua was woken from his sleep.

"F*ck, whose chicken is this? Can't you let me sleep? I must kill it tomorrow."

Li Zhenhua pulled the blanket over his head and planned to go back to sleep.

But five minutes later, she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Li Zhenhua had no choice. Since he was awake, he might as well get up and try the knife that he had just forged yesterday.

Thinking of Knife Li Zhenhua quickly looked at the bedside table. Seeing that it was still there, Li Zhenhua heaved a sigh of relief.

He really did not dare to lose this knife. Moreover, such a long knife was already a controlled knife.

Li Zhenhua got dressed and walked down the stairs with a knife.

It was still dark at this time. Li Zhenhua planned to find something at home to test the knife.

Li Zhenhua turned on the lights on the first floor and searched inside.

It didn't take long to find what hit. There were iron nails, a stack of paper, and the iced black tea bottle he had bought yesterday.

Looking at the three items in his hand, Li Zhenhua quickly had enough. At most, he would just add a hemp rope.

He took the items to the kang platform in the courtyard and first placed the top on the kang platform. Li Zhenhua didn't pity this knife that he had forged. He raised it and slashed at the iron nail.

When the saber struck the iron nail, there was only a trace of obstruction. Then, the iron nail broke into two and flew to the sides.

Li Zhenhua brought the knife to his eyes and carefully observed the change in the blade.

A small white spot appeared on the blade where the iron nail had just been cut. It was not even damaged, let alone damaged.

The iron nails tested the hardness of the knife. It seemed that this hardness was really good.

Next were the useful newspapers and the iced black tea bottles. The subsequent experiments were very effective. A large stack of newspapers was mostly cut in by Li Zhenhua.

The iced black tea bottle that had been filled with water was, of course, without pressure.

Li Zhenhua looked at the destructive power of the knife in his hand. To a university graduate who had yet to step into society, the impact was quite strong.

Because this was the first time he had forged a knife that was close to a weapon. The only knife he had forged before was a kitchen knife.

Looking at the knife in his hand, Li Zhenhua was a little confused. Even if he could make such a knife, so what?

Actually, he didn't know what to do in the future. Without a goal, he was a little confused. Li Zhenhua fell into a daze in the middle of the courtyard.

The sky gradually brightened and the sun rose. Li Zhenhua also woke up after being confused for a few minutes. Then, he thought to himself,

"Aren't I an idiot? Why are you thinking about this?

It's better to live in the moment. Besides, I already the Goldfinger.

And the prerequisite is still the blacksmith shop. Then I'll run the blacksmith shop well.

Previously, he had arranged for himself to enter the research institute. Now that there was a blacksmith shop, this was also his private research institute laboratory.

Besides, I just need to do some of my own hobbies in the future. I'm not short of money now. Perhaps some hobbies can change the world?"

After Li Zhenhua thought through this question, he felt that his spirits had improved.

The anxiety that had arisen from dropping out was swept away.

Daylight was breaking, and activity was beginning on the High Street. The town was beginning its busy day.

Some of them were at work, while others were working in the fields. They were all busy working for their lives.

Li also raised the shutters of the smithy. He had already decided that the smithy would remain open.

Usually, he could also repair farming tools for the villagers. As for himself, he would continue to forge iron in the backyard to replenish the number of goods sold in front.

The Old Li Blacksmith Shop opened the door. The news spread quickly through the town.

Everyone knew that ever since Old Li, the blacksmith, passed away, his grandson had gone to school overseas.

Now that they knew that the Old Li Blacksmith Shop was open for business, this was a topic of conversation after tea. This news was even spreading quickly to this village.

After Li Zhenhua opened the door, no one came to buy anything from him.

However, many neighbors came over to visit. They were the kind who left after a few words.

They had only come to confirm the authenticity of the news they had heard. Moreover, what they could not figure out was why a university student would come back to this small town to open a blacksmith shop.

An endless stream of people came in and left. Li Zhenhua also hated this kind of ineffective communication, so after telling everyone to look around casually, he returned to the backyard.

Just as Li Zhenhua returned to the backyard and was about to turn on the stove to cook something, he heard his phone ring.

"Zhenhua, you're back? Are you really planning to open Grandpa Li's shop?"