Lin Lan prepared the potion, got up and looked at the fire in the stove. He thought it was almost ready, so he asked Jiang Jun to pick up a rolling blade kitchen knife with a pair of tongs and send it in.

When it was heated to a certain temperature, she asked Jiang Jun to take out the kitchen knife and put it on the anvil.

Jiang Jun immediately understood what she meant, picked up a sledgehammer and began to forge.

During this time, Lin Lan was not idle and asked the thin guy to pick up a new kitchen knife and send it into the furnace again.

This time, instead of heating for a while, she asked someone to take out the kitchen knife. Instead, she stared at the kitchen knife in the furnace and carefully observed the color of the kitchen knife.

After a while, she said, "OK! Clip it out and put it in the ash."

The thin guy was stunned: "isn't it quenching?"

"No hurry! Go back to tempering first!"

Lin Lan's determined appearance made the thin guy put out his questioning heart and act meticulously according to her instructions.

After heating all the kitchen knives without rolling edges in this way and putting them into the ash, Jiang Jun over there also forged the kitchen knives with rolling edges again.

Lin Lan commanded, "this one is also put in for heating!"

"Do you throw it into the furnace ash for tempering after heating?" asked Jiang Jun.

Lin Lan nodded: "Hmm! Tempering can eliminate residual stress, prevent deformation and cracking, and adjust hardness, strength, plasticity and toughness..."

"Little sister, don't tell me this, I don't understand!" Jiang Jun interrupted her with a bitter melon look on his face. "I'm most afraid of class. In the past, when the class bell rang, my brain melon seeds hurt. Little sister, tell me, our kitchen knife doesn't work well. Is it because it didn't temper?"

Lin Lan "puffed" a voice: "you haven't quenched, what fire is there? All right, the fire is almost ready! Take it out!"

Then, under the command of Lin Lan, Jiang Jun sent the kitchen knife tempered in the ash back into the furnace.

This time it was not heated for a long time. When the kitchen knife was slightly red, Lin Lan asked Jiang Jun to take it out and put it directly into the potion she had prepared just now.

"Bared".

Immediately a white smoke rose, accompanied by a strange smell.

Jiang Jun's nose moved: "what's the smell?"

Lin Lan didn't take over, but asked, "is there a grindstone?"

"It must be! Can anyone buy a kitchen knife have a sharpener? It's standard!" Jiang Jun said.

Lin Lan looked at the kitchen knife soaked in the potion and said with a smile, "take out the kitchen knife! Open the blade again with a grindstone, and then try the knife again."

"That's good?" Jiang Jun asked incredulously.

Lin Lan nodded: "otherwise? Are you going to carve a flower on the kitchen knife?"

At other times, Jiang Jun might still be in the mood to make a skin remark, or even carve a word on the kitchen knife on a whim.

But now, he was anxious to see if the kitchen knife was really working, so he hurriedly took the grindstone and began to grind it.

The uncles and aunts outside the door looked around curiously, paying close attention to the first kitchen knife.

Soon the kitchen knife was sharpened. Jiang Jun looked at the sharp blade reflecting cold light and was full of expectation.

Find a piece of sleeper to cushion the workpiece. Jiang Jun "Pooh" his palm. His two hands rubbed each other, and then picked up the kitchen knife and cut hard.

A click.

The six or seven centimeter thick sleeper was cut in two.

"Oh, I'll go! Cow force! Cow force!" Jiang Jun burst out rude words excitedly.

The thin guy also walked over excitedly, grabbed the kitchen knife, looked at it carefully, and commented: "blowing hair and breaking hair! It's a rare weapon!"

Those big uncle mothers could not make complaints about them, so they began to Tucao immediately.

"Pull it down! How hard did the little fat man use just now? Use the kitchen knife as an axe?"

"It's just a piece of broken wood! Have the ability... Have the ability to cut a brick!"

"Bricks?" Jiang Jun stared. "Sir, you're going too far! Your kitchen knife cuts bricks every day?"

The thin guy also said: "yes! Bricks are not vegetables. Are you going to slice and fry?"

The uncle also made a big red face, but refused to admit defeat: "that's not what I said. I have to cut meat and bones when I go home. The hardness of the brick is similar to that of the big bone. What if I let you cut a brick? If you can't cut it, it proves that your kitchen knife can't cut the big bone at all, and it's still difficult to use!"

Jiang Jun was anxious and was about to argue, but Lin Lan stopped him.

"It's all right. Isn't it just cutting a brick? Little fun!" Lin lannu nuzui and motioned Jiang Jun to pick up a brick at the root of the wall.

Jiang Jun was silly: "really?"

"Why? Even if you can't trust me, you can't trust the steel of your own factory?" Lin Lan asked with a smile.

Jiang Jun scratched his head. Obediently, he really went to pick up half a brick and came back.

Before cutting, he didn't forget to confirm with Lin Lan for the last time: "then I can cut it?"

That look seemed to say: man, believe you, you can't hurt me!

Lin Lan smiled and nodded at him.

So Chiang's sword fell.

"Ka Dong!"

"Ka" is the sound of a kitchen knife cutting bricks, "Dong" is the sound of half a brick falling to the ground.

The aunts and uncles nearby were stunned. They saw with their own eyes that there was no scrap iron or burr on the kitchen knife, let alone the rolling blade.

"Can you really cut it?"

"This knife is good! It's convenient to go back and chop big bones!"

"Then what! Those two boys, give me this kitchen knife quickly!"

When an aunt started, others immediately responded and asked to change such a kitchen knife.

The scene became chaotic again.

This time, however, Jiang Jun and the thin guy were full of joy.

I didn't expect it to work!

These kitchen knives, which can be used to roll the blade, have turned into treasure knives for blowing hair and breaking hair!

It's a miracle!

And all this is the credit of the little sister!

Thinking of this, Jiang Jun warmed up the kitchen knife and said to Lin Lan, "little sister, thank you today! Otherwise, these kitchen knives will not only be useless, but our brothers may have to go to the Bureau."

"Why don't we give you half of the money for the kitchen knife today!" the thin guy suggested.

Lin Lan quickly waved his hand: "No. I just saw it passing by. By the way, do me a favor. Raise your hand."

"Don't! You've saved our brothers' lives by raising your hand! I must give you money today!" said Jiang Jun, reaching out to take out his pocket. Then he froze and looked embarrassed.

too bad! Why did you forget that they were surrounded by these uncles and aunts before they opened today?

I have no money in my pocket!

So Jiang Jun quickly winked at the thin boy.

The thin guy immediately understood his embarrassment, so he had an idea: "little sister, we haven't opened yet. Why not? Take two kitchen knives as a gift for our brothers! Then leave us a name and address, and our brothers will come to the door to thank us another day!"

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