After Transmigrating, I Supported My Family by Setting Up a Stall

Fan Xiaoxiao never imagined she would catch the popular trend of transmigration. She transmigrated, but while others became beautiful women with long legs, she looked down at herself to find a flat...

Chapter 274

Chapter 274

Before long, Sang Lan'er led her people into the village.

Upon closer inspection, they all looked quite familiar.

Apart from Sang Lan'er, the others, though their names were unknown, were indeed from the Tianshan Sect.

Sang Yuer was carried by two people; her injuries had already been treated.

Without waiting for Fan Xiaoxiao to speak, Sang Lan'er and the others threw their weapons on the ground to show their sincerity.

Fan Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief; the people of the Tianshan Sect were not on the same side as the emperor.

Although Sang Yuer submitted her work to the imperial court, she was considered an extremely loyal and steadfast ally.

But Sang Lan'er is different.

Her heart belonged to the Tianshan Sect, but now, it was the imperial court that had personally crushed the sect.

Sang Lan'er felt nothing but hatred for the imperial court and the corrupt emperor.

Fan Xiaoxiao didn't say much and ordered her people to take the things away.

After finishing everything, Sang Lan'er finally spoke: "Fan Xiaoxiao, I know very well about my brother's matter."

"But he is still a blood brother. If you want to harm him, I will never allow it."

Fan Xiaoxiao wasn't surprised at all that she would say these things, but she still needed to make things clear: "But if he leaks information to the village and brings about its annihilation, who will be responsible?"

Sang Lan'er's eyes instantly reddened, as if she had just remembered something.

He gritted his teeth and said, "The imperial court killed so many of our fellow disciples, even several elders..."

She lowered her eyes, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

Sang Lan'er clenched her fists: "Don't worry, although the Tianshan Sect is gone, our original aspirations remain unchanged, and we will rebuild it sooner or later."

"We will take care of the fish."

"If anything goes wrong, my fellow disciples and I will be responsible for killing him, and then we will commit suicide to atone for our sins."

"Is my wife satisfied with this?"

Since she had spoken so harshly, how could Fan Xiaoxiao possibly disagree?

But a promise is a promise.

After that, Fan Xiaoxiao ordered people to reinforce all the defenses of Tianshan Village.

Every time I bring food to Sang Yu'er, I bring fresh food instead of dried meat or other dry rations.

In this icy and snowy world.

Without food, even if he were to escape the trap by chance like this time, it would be difficult for him to survive in the wild.

...

...

Just as everyone guessed, the sporadic patrols outside gradually disappeared over the past few days.

And the most dangerous one.

Someone triggered the mechanism and was injured.

Fortunately, a master from Tianshan Village happened to be nearby.

So the matter was resolved promptly.

The body was buried on the spot.

However, that was long after we received Gu Zhongtai's message.

The people who came were all scouts and lowly soldiers, not elites like those from the Dark Pavilion.

They were less like scouts and more like sent-down scavengers to clean up the battlefield.

The environment and weather of Tianshan Village.

These grunts occasionally go missing, and a search usually ends there.

time.

Two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

The wind and snow in the Tianshan Mountains are heavy and frequent.

Although Tianshan Village is located at the foot of the mountain, the situation is more serious than in ordinary places.

People in the village sweep snow every day.

Their life of plenty was as peaceful as a paradise.

But Fan Xiaoxiao hasn't been idle these days.

Together with Master Lu, we organized the equipment for the warhorses.

They also found an opportunity to buy dogs from the northern barbarians of Tianshan.

In Da Zhou, there were also dogs, but most of them were meat dogs.

The dogs on the northern barbarians' pastures had been crossbred with wolves, and were better in size and intelligence than the dogs raised by the Great Zhou family. They were also smarter.

She doesn't plan to raise dogs for meat; she plans to raise one to help Ganda and others raise horses.

After all, there are only ten horses at the moment.

But in the spring, they can exchange salt, food, clothing, and so on for more horses.

At that time, Ganda and the other three apprentices might not be enough.

The puppy is still small and fluffy.

He slept peacefully beside the charcoal brazier.

It's hard to say how long it will take before it grows tall and mighty.

But Fan Xiaoxiao cannot stay in Tianshan Village forever.

I was destined not to be able to watch it grow up.

Although I really like it, I can only leave the responsibility of taking care of it to the people who decided to stay here.

...

Another month has passed.

It seems that everything has calmed down outside.

Fan Xiaoxiao and Xiao Hei's improved blower and quenching method finally made significant progress.

With the special coating, the problem of air leakage caused by sewn leather airbags after prolonged use has been solved.

They also improved the boiler.

In this worldview, it's actually quite similar to ancient times in history.

When forging weapons, the principle of "refining steel through repeated tempering" is emphasized.

Modern steel is synthesized from iron using chemical formulas and scientific proportions.

Fan Xiaoxiao is neither a poor student nor a top student in science and engineering.

So even if the new theory of quenching chain has been put into practice and initial success has been achieved.

But that doesn't mean they can match Lu Yu's skills.

The method of forging weapons through repeated hammering remains irreplaceable.

The quenching chain method is convenient and effective!

Even if it doesn't reach the point of being tempered into steel.

But a weapon forged through tempering is already comparable to one that has been forged five or six times by others from the very beginning.

Fan Xiaoxiao picked up some ordinary iron knives that had been preserved in the village.

Then they brought out the newly refined one for comparison.

Master Lu held the old knife, and Xiao Hei raised it to the back of the blade and slashed sideways.

Then a clanging sound was heard.

The sword in Master Lu's hand snapped in two.

"That's amazing!" Xiao Hei couldn't help but praise.

The one who was most shocked was actually Master Lu, whose expression was somewhat complicated.

At first, he just thought that Xiao Ya was being presumptuous and ignorant.

There is no record of someone being able to make a steel knife right from the start among the techniques passed down from their ancestors.

But what he saw with his own eyes left him no choice but to believe it.

The old man looked somewhat wistful and raised his hand to touch the blade of the new knife.

"careful!"

To test the knife's performance, Fan Xiaoxiao sharpened it!

As expected.

Master Lu has a new cut on his finger.

"Quickly, get the wine and gauze!"

After all the hustle and bustle, it almost turned from joy to sorrow.

There is plenty of sunlight.

A charcoal fire was burning inside the house.

Fan Xiaoxiao bandaged up Master Lu's wounds herself.

Master Lu is a craftsman who has a strong commitment and passion for crafting.

Otherwise, one could never be so outstanding in this area.

"Sigh..." He remained silent for a long time, then suddenly sighed.

Fan Xiaoxiao finished bandaging him and her gaze fell on his face.

"Master Lu, does it still hurt?"

Master Lu shook his head: "What kind of injury haven't I suffered as a blacksmith?"

He naturally knew that a knife was harder than flesh and blood and that he would get hurt.

Even the palms of those hands had many blisters and calluses.

but.

Just as that knife appeared out of nowhere and swiftly cut through the anciently crafted knife.

The old man suddenly felt a moment of confusion.

He knew better than anyone how much effort and sweat it took to obtain a steel knife.

Yet this seemingly helpless little girl had somehow managed to forge high-quality steel that would normally require artisans to work tirelessly.

Master Lu sighed again and finally turned his gaze to the girl's face: "Talented people emerge in every generation, but we old folks are getting old."

"Xiao girl, you're quite something."

(End of this chapter)