Liu Zhong came back at noon.

Because of the heavy wooden box, he was afraid that it might contain some valuable items that would delay Qin Yao's business, so he unloaded the things he had bought from the car when he arrived at the stationery factory, and immediately carried the wooden box to Qin Yao's house.

The children followed Awang into the mountains. Liu Ji was still in the Lotus Courtyard helping Gong Liangliao pack his luggage. Only Qin Yao and Li were left at home.

The two of them had a simple lunch and then squatted in the kitchen to figure out how to make a cake.

Of course, Qin Yao relies on her mouth to speak, while Li relies on her hands to execute.

Since Qin Yao had never baked anything herself and had no experience at all, Li could only figure it out by feel.

But there is at least one thing Qin Yao knows - the egg white must be beaten into foam that can be inserted with chopsticks.

Li had made countless kinds of pastries, and after listening to Qin Yao's description, he vaguely understood the key points.

In fact, Chinese and Western dim sum are very similar, the only difference is the cooking habits.

If you want it to be fluffy and soft, the egg white is the key.

However, Li had never beaten egg whites before, so even the fastest speed could not achieve the desired effect.

Qin Yao took the initiative and used a simple bamboo egg beater to stir the eggs frantically at a speed so fast that only an afterimage was left. She beat for fifteen minutes straight before finally seeing the effect.

Just when we were getting excited, Liu Zhong came.

When Qin Yao saw the wooden box, she was excited. She handed the bowl with foam in her hand to Li and told her to keep stirring it. Then she washed her hands and walked into the main room impatiently to open the wooden box.

The box is pull-out type. When you push it open, you can see the blade wrapped tightly in red cloth inside.

Yes, only one blade.

Because this is a long sword that can be spliced, when the handle is connected, it will take the shape of a Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

Qin Yao had previously complained that her previous swords were too light, but she didn't expect Song Zhang to find her the heaviest cold weapon, the crescent-shaped sword.

The knife is about 1.2 meters long, and the handle is a ring, so it can be held in hand or connected to a suitable long handle to be used as a long knife.

The blade was snow-white and forged from fine steel. Liu Zhongyou, who was watching, was amazed by the sight.

There is a blood groove in the middle of the blade, and there is no pattern on it. It is so clean and plain that makes people feel comfortable.

Qin Yao picked up the knife. It was quite heavy, weighing probably more than twenty pounds.

If a long metal pole is added, it can weigh sixty to seventy kilograms, or even up to a hundred kilograms.

Qin Yao guessed that the reason why Song Zhang didn't install a handle on the knife was that he couldn't estimate how heavy she would want the knife to feel.

Of course, it is also possible that he is reluctant to spend the money.

Qin Yao knew how high the cost of forging weapons was, and she was already very satisfied with this blade.

As for the handle of the knife, she planned to find the blacksmith in Xiahe Village and ask him to make her a long stick made of fine iron.

It would be best if it weighs 80 kilograms, so together with the blade it would weigh about 100 kilograms. When the two are disassembled, it can be used as both a stick and a knife.

When closed, it becomes a crescent-shaped sword of unmatched power.

Liu Zhong was watching Qin Yao playing with the knife and couldn't help but ask her how she was going to use the knife.

When I heard her say that she was going to make an 80-pound iron rod to go with the knife, I took a deep breath.

Just the blade itself felt heavy to him, let alone lifting it up and swinging it.

I guess after just a few chops, my arms were so sore that I couldn't lift them.

If we add an eighty-pound iron rod to this, my God, it would be so heavy that it would kill someone if it fell to the ground. Let alone if it were to be swung again, it would be unimaginable!

Qin Yao still feels that this is not enough. If it were not for the current technological limitations, she would use materials with higher density, stronger toughness, but smaller volume to make cold weapons.

By then, the weight will be more than just one hundred kilograms.

The reason why people with special abilities are so powerful is that their bodies have been comprehensively strengthened. Compared with ordinary humans, it is a qualitative change from ten million 0s to 1.

Qin Yao sometimes felt that she was extremely lucky. She traveled through time to this ancient time with backward productivity, but was still able to continue to stimulate her supernatural powers.

The small molecules of special energy floating in the air were moving rhythmically all the time, like jumping notes, following her breathing.

Qin Yao played with the knife for a few minutes, and when she was done she realized Liu Zhong was still standing in the main room in a daze. She coughed twice in embarrassment, put the knife away, and asked Liu Zhong if he was busy that afternoon.

Liu Zhong shook his head. "There's basically nothing to do. Dad is working in the fields. I plan to go into the mountains this afternoon to get some firewood to burn at home."

"That's all right." Qin Yao smiled and said, "How about you run an errand for me in Xiahe Village, second brother?"

She paid for the errands.

Liu Zhong guessed and asked, "Are you going to the blacksmith's house?"

Qin Yao nodded, and Liu Zhong understood. He asked in shock, "Do you really want to make an 80-jin iron rod?"

Seeing Qin Yao nod confidently, Liu Zhong advised in a low voice: "Third sister-in-law, in this peaceful and prosperous age, there is no need for such powerful weapons, right? What if you accidentally hurt innocent passers-by?"

Qin Yao said confidently, "No, I don't carry weapons with me when I go out. Second brother, wait a minute. I'll draw a blueprint and you can bring it to the blacksmith. If he says he can't do it, just tell him I can pay more."

To melt eighty kilograms of iron into a small iron rod, it needs to be hammered repeatedly to remove impurities. It is truly a process of thousands of hammers and tempering.

If the price is still the same as before, the blacksmith probably won't do it.

But if you pay more, it's fine.

No one can resist money.

Qin Yao took out twenty taels of silver and handed them to Liu Zhong together with the blueprint, asking him to help make another trip in the afternoon and gave him fifty cents as a fee.

Although Liu Zhong was worried, he went happily for the sake of the fifty cents.

Qin Yao watched Liu Zhong leave, imagining the scene of herself fighting in the future with a crescent-shaped sword, and she was so happy that she couldn't help rubbing her hands.

He smiled and turned to walk towards the kitchen. When he raised his eyes, he saw Li staring at him.

The moment their eyes met, Li gasped and took two steps back, with two strange blushes on her face, and she almost knocked over the bowl on the stove.

The bowl contained freshly beaten egg whites, which were white, fluffy and foamy. The two of them had been beating it for a quarter of an hour. If it spilled, their hearts would ache.

Fortunately, Qin Yao held the bowl in time, and the egg white was fine, but Li did not look well.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Yao asked with concern.

Qin Yao felt a little embarrassed when she thought about what Xiao Lai Fu said about Li staying up late to make clothes for him these days.

"Why don't you take a break? We can make the cake another day."

Li shook her head. "No, no need. Just keep going. I roughly know how to do it. Let's try it out while we have some free time."

Qin Yao confirmed again: "Are you really okay?"

Li nodded, but the scene of Qin Yao wielding a big knife in the house kept appearing in front of her eyes, and her heartbeat accelerated.

It’s not that I’m afraid, but I’m too excited!

She didn't expect that the lady would be so heroic when wielding a knife!

Qin Yao looked back at Li suspiciously, wondering what was wrong with her. Her breathing rhythm was not right. Could she be dizzy due to anemia?

After watching for a few seconds and seeing that the person was still standing there, Qin Yao put away all distractions and concentrated on making a fire, lighting the oven that Awang had built in the yard so that Li could use it to bake cakes.