Chapter 87, Part 1: A Whole Pig!
Chapter 87 Part 1! A Whole! Head! Pig!
Around noon, the blacksmith shop was still bustling with activity.
The bright red knife was immersed in the icy water, instantly bringing the water in the bucket to a boil.
After it had completely cooled down, Liu Che took out the dagger, and Liu Zhaoting examined it carefully again. This was the first time the father and son had worked together, and it was also the first time Liu Zhaoting had taught Liu Che how to forge a weapon.
Liu Che studied extremely diligently.
"It seems to have worked out." Bai Cen felt more concerned than Zhao Tong.
Bai Cen stepped forward, and Zhao Tongcai followed.
Liu Che handed the dagger to Zhao Tong, who took it with a hint of amazement in his eyes.
Anyone accustomed to using swords and knives knows what they're made of as soon as they touch them.
Zhao Tongtai knew the weight of this short knife.
"How about Alliance Leader Zhao gives it a try?" Liu Zhaoting asked confidently.
Since arriving at Bazhenlou, aside from the last time he had a fruitwood-roasted duck, the only other time he had used a knife was when he was saving Bai Cen in Shanhe Town.
He had used the fish-cleaning knife for many years and was already very skilled with it, making it invincible.
This is a new knife, untouched by anyone's presence. Whoever uses it first will acquire their scent.
This is the original sword energy!
Zhao Tong stepped back a few paces to a spacious area in the garden.
"Wow~" Bai Cen crossed his arms, feeling a surge of excitement and anticipation as he thought about seeing Zhao Tong use the new dagger.
Such a process of a top-notch master testing their knife is not something you can easily witness on a regular basis.
Opportunity, coincidence, and luck.
Martial arts are ever-changing, and weapons are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining.
The ordinary fish-slaughtering knife that Zhao Tong used before was transformed into a divine weapon. This new short knife, from the moment it was forged, had faint blade patterns.
The patterns on a knife can only be formed naturally.
But not every knife has a blade pattern...
Every newly forged sword, once it bears the marks of a blade and the spirit of a sword, will attract a rush of martial artists eager to witness its splendor.
This short knife even has blade patterns!
A subtle blade pattern is more valuable than an obvious one!
This is a top-quality short sword!
Bai Cen couldn't help but sigh.
The reason he came to Liu Village was because he had retrieved the Night Armor from Yingmen in Shanhe Town.
Fearing for his safety, Zhao Tong went into the city to look for him, which led to a conflict with the Eagle Gate. Later, fearing that the smell of the fish-slaughtering knife would attract the Eagle Gate's fangs to the Eight Treasures Restaurant, he hid the fish-slaughtering knife in the town.
By a twist of fate, I heard in Xishui Village that someone in Liu Village knew how to forge kitchen knives...
Afterwards, he was confused and his horse was stolen. He met Old Master Weng and then met Old Liu disguised as Old Master Zhu in Liu Village. He remembered the Kunlun thumb ring from the old man. Then he drove the Bazhenlou and was chased by the Eagle Gate. The boss and his men went to see the Sujin lineage and returned.
Now, watching Zhao Tong test his knife.
It suddenly feels like a long time has passed...
His fluid movements and sharp swordsmanship complemented each other perfectly. If it weren't for spending so much time with Zhao Tong at the Eight Treasures Pavilion these past few days, he would have almost forgotten that Zhao Tong was the fearsome leader of the Rakshasa Alliance.
This short sword is worthy of Zhao Tong!
Only Zhao Tong is worthy of this short knife!
This was Bai Cen's only feeling after watching it.
But it's hard to imagine that this was a kitchen knife that Zhao Tong himself requested!
A genuine kitchen knife.
Moreover, this is just one of them.
In addition, there are cleavers, kitchen knives, scissors, etc. This whole set of knives is a kitchen knife set with knife patterns...
This should be the most coveted weapon among any martial artist, and countless martial artists have devoted their entire lives to finding a good knife.
But the best knives are always found where no one seeks them, and in the hands of those who do not seek them.
This set of knives was Zhao Tong's set of knives from beginning to end when he was the sous chef at Bazhenlou. Most of the time, it was used to cut vegetables, chop bones, cut meat, and various kinds of chicken, duck, and fish...
Thinking about it this way, it really makes one feel a pang of sadness.
Good articles are often the result of a stroke of genius, and good weapons are often found outside of the weapon itself...
Bai Cen suddenly realized something.
"It works well, thank you." It was clear that Zhao Tong not only found it easy to use, but also liked it and couldn't put it down.
Bai Cen understood.
Wang Sumo treats her pots, spatulas, kitchen utensils, and seasonings the same way!
"It's a great blessing for my son and me if Alliance Leader Zhao likes it." Liu Zhaoting was also clearly satisfied with the set of knives.
"I never imagined that after a lifetime of forging iron weapons and swords, this last set would be the most satisfying." Liu Zhaoting's eyes were full of joy, marking a perfect ending.
Liu Zhaoting patted Liu Che on the shoulder: "I've given you everything I can. This set of knives is exceptionally well-made."
Liu Zhaoting's eyes were filled with pride.
His right palm was broken off. This set of knives was originally made by Liu Che, who reminded him of the details; but he never expected that it would be the most perfect set he had ever made.
“Father…” Liu Che clenched his hands tightly.
Although the knife was successfully made, Dad was happy, and so was he.
But the making of the knife also meant that his father would separate from him, and they would go their separate ways from then on.
It's like experiencing the ultimate ecstasy, only to be plunged into another separation...
Bai Cen tugged at Zhao Tong's sleeve: "Hey, let's go, the father and son have something to say."
Zhao Tong was still immersed in the joy of this set of knives. Indeed, compared to his fish-cleaning knife, this set of kitchen knives was simply perfect.
They even have the slicing knife used for roasting duck with fruitwood.
Zhao Tong hadn't had high hopes for this, but he didn't want to offend Liu Zhaoting and his son. However, when he actually held the set of knives in his hands, he felt a sense of satisfaction.
He hadn't felt this sense of satisfaction in a long time.
Bai Cen tugged at his sleeve, and he looked at Bai Cen. Bai Cen winked at him, then looked at Liu Zhaoting and his son.
Zhao Tong glanced at it as well, and then understood.
The two turned around in tacit agreement. He was carrying a box containing knives, and Bai Cen put his arm around his shoulder.
In the past, he disliked this kind of close relationship with others the most.
But inexplicably, a tacit understanding suddenly arose from nowhere.
Just as we tacitly understand that some farewells never need to be loud or grand, but rather a chance encounter imprinted on the years.
A set of knives is included.
A scene of a father and son embracing each other affectionately.
Zhao Tong suddenly realized that Bai Cen could understand.
Bai Cen also thought that Zhao Tong probably understood what he was thinking at that moment.
After walking a distance, the two turned back in unison, then burst into laughter, before striding away without looking back.
"We have a new knife. Tonight when we get back to Bazhenlou, why don't we slaughter a chicken and try it out on a fish?" Bai Cen really knew how to communicate with everyone.
Zhao Tong laughed.
A smile means agreement.
The midday sun shone swaying overhead, as if gilding their figures with a golden glow.
Zhao Tong had never felt this way before, the joy of adventuring together in the martial world.
The joy of having a good set of knives to share with others.
And the open-mindedness of cooking a good meal and having a drink together.
Zhao Tong's eyes were gentle.
"Wait! Old Zhao, I have an idea." Bai Cen suddenly stopped and looked to the right in the distance.
In the past, whenever someone heard Bai Cen say this, they would definitely have wildly imaginative thoughts.
This time should not be surprising.
Sure enough, Zhao Tong followed his gaze—then his eyes froze, and then he turned back to look at Bai Cen in surprise, regaining his earlier clarity and composure: "Are you sure the boss won't beat you to death?"
Bai Cen also took a deep breath, feeling a bit smug, and said with a sense of relief, "This perfectly meets the needs of the Eight Treasures Pavilion. This is an experiment; how will we know if we don't try?"
However, the two of them gazed into the distance and fell into deep thought once again.
Finally, Bai Cen spoke first: "How about we give it a try?"
Zhao Tong looked at him.
He swallowed hard: "Perhaps, I won't be beaten to death?"
Zhao Tong: "..."
Their eyes met, and Bai Cen took out a copper coin from his pocket, then said seriously, "Coin side up: take it! Coin side down: don't take it. Want to come or not?"
However, it must be said that Zhao Tong was also tempted.
Bai Cen looked at Zhao Tong, tossed the coin into the air without looking at it, and then covered the back of his left hand with the coin as it landed.
Both of them held their breath and then looked at the back of Bai Cen's left hand.
The money was clearly facing up—the two exchanged a glance, seemingly relieved, yet also holding their breath.
"Let's go!" Bai Cen reached out and grabbed Zhao Tong, lest things get complicated.
*
After exiting the secret passage in Zhu Weng's house, Jiang Yutang bid farewell to Zhu Yu.
"Sister, take care of yourself." Zhu Yu really did seem like a child in front of Jiang Yutang. Wang Sumo thought this from afar, but she didn't disturb him.
Jiang Yutang: "Mm."
Wang Sumo: "..."
Just one "hmm"?
But it's really gone!
Wang Sumo was shocked.
Although Zhu Yu had said that she could sense from their previous interactions that Jiang Yutang was aloof and didn't talk much.
But I was still surprised when I heard Jiang's farewell method.
"Miss Wang, we'll meet again someday!" Zhu Yu straightened up, then bowed to her in thanks. He thanked them for going to the pass, thanked her for taking in his sister, and also thanked her for her trust, which allowed him to experience the different kinds of human kindness and warmth in this martial world.
"Mm." Wang Sumo immediately applied Jiang's farewell method, which she had just learned.
Zhu Yu paused for a moment, then quickly understood and laughed.
"Let's go." Wang Sumo looked at Jiang Yutang, who nodded and then looked back at Zhu Yu, her expression a mixture of worry and reluctance.
"The world is vast, and we will meet again," Wang Sumo said gently.
Jiang Yutang turned to look at her.
Wang Sumo waved to Zhu Yu from afar.
Soon, Zhu Yu's voice came from afar: "If I come across any nice lanterns, I'll have them delivered!"
Jiang Yutang frowned, puzzled.
Wang Sumo smiled knowingly; another lamp would be added to the Eight Treasures Pavilion...
*
When they arrived at the village entrance, they saw Zhao Tong sitting outside the carriage, his right knee slightly bent, holding the reins in one hand and playing with the short knife in the other.
That must be the short knife that Old Liu and his son made for him.
Although Wang Sumo didn't know martial arts and didn't know that a knife considered good in the martial arts world must have a blade pattern, she was a cook!
She knows which knives are good in the kitchen!
"This knife is really good!" Wang Sumo exclaimed. Old Liu had offered to make her a set before, but she declined. Firstly, she was already used to her pots, pans, and knives, and new ones were better than old ones. She might not be able to get used to a new set of knives.
More importantly, she knew how difficult it was for Lao Liu and Liu Che to make such a set of knives for Zhao Tong.
What was given to Zhao Tong was a token of his affection and a promise.
She can't accept it!
She has already gotten what she wanted; there's no need to be greedy.
But when Wang Sumo saw this set of kitchen knives, he was tempted. His eyes were glued to the knives, and he muttered to himself, "Hurry up and go! Hurry up and go! Otherwise, I won't be able to resist going to find Old Liu!"
Jiang Yutang: "..."
Jiang Yutang found it hard to connect the Wang Sumo in front of her with the Wang Sumo from just now.
For the first time, Jiang Yutang felt that Bazhenlou might not be quite what she had imagined.
"Where's Bai Cen?" Wang Sumo looked around but couldn't see Bai Cen. Someone had clearly come along to watch the sword forging; once the sword was finished, there was no reason for him not to be here.
When Wang Sumo suddenly mentioned Bai Cen, Zhao Tong's gaze faltered slightly. As familiar as Wang Sumo was, he suddenly understood something; otherwise, the usually calm Zhao Tong wouldn't have reacted like this.
Zhao Tong coughed lightly, clenching his fist, and while stealing a glance at Wang Sumo, he whispered, "He... he went ahead first."
I'll go first~
Wang Sumo sensed something was amiss—something was going on, and quite a big one at that.
*
Finally, Jiang Yutang, Wang Sumo, and Zhao Tong squeezed together outside the carriage.
Although the carriage wasn't moving very fast, it was still faster than Bai Cen in front of it.
Wang Sumo finally saw Bai Cen ahead, holding a tow rope in his hand, walking happily ahead, looking indescribably free and unrestrained.
Jiang Yutang: "..."
Jiang Yuyan thought she had misread it, so she blinked gently. Then, her eyes told her that she hadn't misread it.
Wang Sumo stared wide-eyed!
Bai Cen happily led a whole pig!
[Author's Note]
Xiao Bai: Shouldn't we slaughter a pig to celebrate?
Zhao Tong: You might be the one getting slaughtered, turning pigs into pets!
Jiang Yutang: It seems that this is a little different from the Bazhenlou I imagined!
Grandpa Weng: "..."
Old Master Qu: "..."
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