Chapter 147 Words of Peace
Shen Qingqian had a frank expression, a smile on her lips, and just stared at Old Qin.
Shen Xiao and the others all watched with bated breath, no one made a sound.
After an unknown amount of time, Old Qin suddenly burst into laughter. "Hahaha, you girl, you're so smart! Your Shen family is truly blessed!"
Shen Qingqian smiled and said meaningfully, "I don't know whether it's a blessing or not, but it's enough that I don't bring disaster to my family."
"Oh, so you have been hiding your abilities all these years?" asked Old Qin, stroking his beard.
Shen Qingqian shook her head. "That's not to hide my incompetence. I'm just an ordinary woman. My grandfather gave me this name. He only wanted me to live a peaceful and smooth life."
The girls of this generation in the Shen family are named after the word "Qing". This is because Taifu Shen hopes that the girls in his family can live a clean life and not be criticized by others.
But after Shen Qingqian was born, Master Shen named her "Qian" because she was weak and Taoist Quchen had warned her that she would not live past the age of twelve.
In fact, Shen Qingqian is different from other girls in the Shen family in one way, that is, she has a courtesy name. Her surname is Shen, her given name is Qingqian, and her courtesy name is Anran.
Her courtesy name was also chosen by Master Shen. Not only was it chosen, but it was also included in the Shen family tree, in the hope that the ancestors of the Shen family would bless her to grow up safely.
"Master Shen really loves you!" Old Qin sighed.
At this time, Wu and others came back from the fields and the topic was interrupted.
After the meal, Mr. Qin was finally less excited and remembered the reason why he came to the Shen family today.
After eating, Wu and the others went back to the fields. Shen Qingqian talked with Shen Xiao and Qin Lao alone in a room.
"Sixth girl, you asked your eldest brother to call me over because you have something to tell me." Old Qin put aside everything else and asked straight to the point.
Shen Qingqian nodded. "Yesterday, I heard from my elder brother that Mr. Qin mentioned several times that the ancients sacrificed their lives to the furnace. I happen to have some opinions on this, which may be able to solve Mr. Qin's urgent problem."
With the current level of productivity in this world, large-scale steelmaking is a pipe dream. However, if you just want to make small parts and tools, it's still possible.
The most difficult problem at this time was not only people's limited knowledge of various elements, but also the fact that the temperature required for steelmaking was difficult to reach.
"You mean, you know how to make a sharp weapon without jumping into the furnace?"
Upon hearing this, Old Qin stood up suddenly. If Shen Xiao hadn't stopped him, he would have almost grabbed Shen Qingqian's shoulders in excitement.
Shen Qingqian was really at a loss for words, but she could understand his feelings, so she didn't delay and asked, "Old Qin, what do you think are the differences between the ways and methods used by the ancients to make famous swords and yours?"
The smelting and forging process has been the same for thousands of years, but not everyone can make good things.
Qin Lao replied without hesitation, "Except for adding different materials for certain things, all the procedures are the same."
"But there is still one thing that is different from you, right?" Shen Qingqian asked with a smile.
Qin Lao frowned and looked at her, "Isn't it?"
Any famous item that has been passed down is accompanied by a legend about the maker dying in the furnace, or someone else dying in the furnace on behalf of the maker.
"Please think about it again, what is the real difference?" Shen Qingqian looked helpless.
The ancients were superstitious and believed that sacrificing one's body to a furnace would result in the creation of good things because the person's soul would be integrated into the object. However, this is not actually the case.
"The real difference?" Qin Lao frowned and pondered. After a while, he still couldn't figure it out. "Apart from people jumping in, there is no other difference!"
Shen Qingqian sighed deeply and said bluntly: "What do you think would happen if people were replaced by pigs?"
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