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Chapter 26 Sword Cultivator Wen Yu
In Wei Xiaoman's eyes full of admiration, surprise, and curiosity, Wen Yu turned his back to block the sight of others, and with a slight thought, he put a piece of wild pork that weighed seven or eight catties into the storage bag.

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gone!
Even though he was prepared in his heart, Wei Xiaoman couldn't help but cover his mouth and gasp when he saw a large piece of meat disappear out of thin air.

Wen Yu glanced at Wei Xiaoman, and deliberately released the meat from the storage bag, and sure enough, he received Wei Xiaoman's admiring gaze again.

"It's hard to explain the sudden disappearance of such a large pile of meat. I'll put it away in the evening. By then, Aunt Wei, you can avoid it and put it away."

Wen Yu explained, just to give them a demonstration first.

Second Xu looked at Wen Yu with piercing eyes and asked.

"Can Miss Wen's storage bag store water?"

"Yes, but it must be packed in a container, otherwise it will be scattered during the process of entering and exiting."

"That's okay too!"

Elder Xu clapped his hands, "Brother has been cutting trees with his two nephews recently, just hoping to make a few more wooden barrels before going on the road, so as to avoid water shortage later on."

After confirming how much water Wen Yu could hold, Second Xu couldn't wait to find Boss Xu to see his progress.

Wen Yu thought about it, and followed Xu Laoer in, mainly to join in the fun.

"Bang! Bang!"

In a sturdy forest, there was a constant sound of chopping trees. From a distance, Wen Yu saw a seven-foot strong man swinging an ax in his hand, and two miniature strong men nearby were also sweating.

Repeatedly swinging the hammer towards the same position, the thick trunk was faintly falling, and the branches and leaves were whining, but they were buried in the hot sky.

Occasionally, a bird passed by the end of the forest, and was also frightened away, making a sound similar to "eighty, eighty".

"boom!"

Everyone stepped aside and waited for Boss Xu to make his last swing. The whole big tree fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up dust and dead leaves.

Cui Er is also here, not only him, but most of the men in the village have spent the past two days here, because they want to make as many containers as possible before leaving.

When running away from famine, you ran in a hurry, or you lost a lot of things on the road, so that everyone didn’t have many buckets to store water. After going through the days of water shortage after drinking a lot of water, everyone deeply remembers it. To save more water.

So much so that this forest bears a weight it cannot bear.

Seeing Xu Laoer and Wen Yu's figures, Xu Boss stopped, leaving Xu Guman and Xu Fengnian to continue chopping.

"what happened?"

Boss Xu had a cloth for wiping sweat hanging around his neck, and it was already damp at this time, so he simply wiped the sweat off his face with his calloused hands.

"I want to ask, can we beat this wooden barrel?"

Cui Er also came over at this time, and immediately shook his head when he heard Xu Laoer's words.

"I can't finish it, and I can only do three or four at most."

Boss Xu didn't say a word. He felled trees in the past two days and saw Cui Er's speed at making barrels, so he had expected this for a long time.

Xu Laoer frowned, and counted the number of wooden barrels in the village. If they were filled with water, it would be difficult to replenish the water source in Yanmen City, and they would definitely not be able to last to the next place with water.

"Really can't?"

"If it is a serious hoop wooden barrel, you need to select the material first, and then saw the board according to the shape and size. The thickness of the straight board and the curved board should be the same. Form a round bottom plate, assemble the prepared materials around the bottom plate, put on the hoop, and finally expose it to the sun and oil it.”

"After a set of procedures, it can't be finished in a few days."

"But now I don't ask so much, I just want to use it for a while, and I can do it faster, but three or four are already the limit."

"The main reason is that the cut down tree has too much moisture, and it is very difficult to chop, saw, and polish. I still let other people do it with me."

Cui Er told Xu Lao Er about the difficulty of making wooden barrels.

"It would be great if there were bamboo forests, and it would be much faster to make containers."

After listening to Xu Laoer, he stood still and thought, if there are not enough wooden barrels, is there any way to bring more water.

Wen Yu next to her blinked her eyes, and after hearing Cui Er's explanation, she asked.

"So, if you can dry the wood and cut it quickly, then it's going to be faster."

"Of course! The condition of the wooden barrel will be much better!"

Cui Er only pretended that Wen Yu didn't understand the difficulties, but it couldn't be done by talking about it.

It's something they aristocrats have never experienced.

"I can do this!"

Cui Er didn't finish complaining in his heart, when he heard Wen Yu's words, he stared in disbelief, his expression full of distrust.

"When it comes to chopping materials, Miss Wen's sword is indeed sharp enough, but how can it be done by drying!"

Wen Yu didn't care about his question and just said firmly.

"Then I can dry and chop materials, and you can just make wooden barrels!"

Seeing Wen Yu's swearing, Cui Er began to waver in his heart.

"If Ms. Wen can do it, Cui will definitely be able to make enough wooden barrels for everyone in these two days, and at the same time apologize for belittling Ms. Wen earlier."

Seeing Cui Er take the initiative to express his attitude, Wen Yu smiled lightly, maintaining his superior demeanor, and stroked the non-existent beard on his chin with his right hand.

"Then just watch."

Drying and sawing, that's not easy.

With a fire-igniting formula, Wen Yu was able to use his spiritual consciousness to control the temperature and distribution of the flames, ensuring that all the water was removed without burning the tree trunk.

As for sawing material, it is not a matter of one sword.

Just do what you say, Wen Yu told Cui Er to stand still and not move around. She went to get a sword and came back immediately.

Wen Yu is a swordsman. Although she usually likes to study all kinds of powerful spells, so that her opponents are often overwhelmed by spells before they get close, she is indeed a swordsman.

It was still the iron sword confiscated from the bandits at that time. Wen Yu weighed it in his hand and held the sword.

The smooth and sharp sword reflected light, and after Wen Yu injected spiritual energy into it many times, it gradually became different from Fan Tie.

However, the swords and axes of this batch of bandits are very brand new and sharp. It can be seen that the materials used are very good, and the casting process is also fine, which is not like something bandits would have.

Keeping his doubts in his heart, Wen Yu went back to the forest, and it happened that the big tree that Boss Xu had cut down was still lying on the ground, and Wen Yu could use it to practice.

Fire-igniting tactics!

Wen Yu operated the exercises to mobilize the fire aura in the air according to a specific trajectory, only to see jumping fire lights appearing in the void, attaching to the tree trunks, bringing out the water vapor.

Cui Er opened his mouth so wide that his jaw would drop.

This, this, Miss Wen really knows how to perform magic tricks!

Eager to share with others, he turned his head to the left and saw Xu Boss’s serious face with no expression on his face, suppressing his desire to share; turning his head to the right to look at Xu’s second son, he saw his body straight, Calm and composed, it seems out of habit.

Cui Er swallowed the surprises that kept colliding and blooming on the tip of his tongue, and fell into self-doubt.

Could it be that I didn't know it and made a fuss?

In fact, the brothers also met for the first time.

Boss Xu: What is this? It looks pretty good.

Second Xu: Miss Wen knows fairy arts! !Don't be surprised, don't be surprised, I want to hold on!

Half a quarter of an hour later, after confirming that the tree trunk had dried, Wen Yu removed the fire drawing formula and injected spiritual energy into the sword in his hand. The movement of swinging the sword that he had practiced hundreds of times had been engraved into his soul.

One cut, the trunk breaks from it;

One touch, the bark peeled off one after another;

At one point, wooden boards of the same size and uniform thickness fell down one after another.

　The craft of hoop barrel making is one of the intangible cultural heritages. It is said that this craft has a history of more than 7000 years.There are many cultural meanings, such as the important dowry "children barrel" for women's marriage, which entrusts the best wishes of the family, and the red lacquer wooden barrel plate used in the blessing activities of important festivals reflects a kind of good hope.

　　(For non-professionals, there must be impreciseness in the knowledge, interested friends can find out by themselves)

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