Su Yingxia frowned slightly, and then looked at the peace of her small bamboo house, feeling that something was wrong.
She sent away the remaining three people, and then rushed towards the newly built cabin alone.
When Su Yingxia came to the door, sure enough, she saw Han Sanqian busy inside.
With the experience and lessons learned last time, Han Sanqian was not in a hurry to refine the weapon this time.
On the contrary, he took out a lot of weapons, and then summarized several completely different positions and classified them according to different materials.
There are often a few large piles, and there are no less than 30 piles in total.
Among them, some piles are relatively large and similar, and Han Sanqian put them relatively close.
These are the main materials, and Han Sanqian will use them as the main forging body.
After that, there are some relatively few other weapons.
Most of them have extremely special materials, and their purpose is mainly for auxiliary use.
Han Sanqian took a small notebook and started his preliminary plan.
He first melted out all the metal water of the main material in large quantities, and then melted out each auxiliary material.
After all these parts were assembled, the next thing Han Sanqian had to do was to use fire to keep them all in a melted state.
After that, test with countless small pits and make a record.
Soon, the dozens of holes that Han Sanqian had dug ahead of time in the room were completely filled by Han Sanqian.
For each pit, Han Sanqian also used a mark, which recorded what materials were used in each pit.
After that, it is also the most cumbersome and complicated procedure.
Strike the iron!
Han Sanqian basically needs to take out all the materials in each pit, and then hammer them one by one.
Finally, let's test one by one. Although the trouble is a little troublesome, there is no way, this is the only way.
Seeing Han Sanqian doing it in full swing, Su Yingxia smiled slightly.
Originally wanted to go in, but after two steps, Su Yingxia stopped again.
Seeing that Han Sanqian was so busy, she felt that there was no need to bother him.
Cooking him a good meal is more important than anything else.
Thinking of this, Su Yingxia left.
Soon, the smoke rose from the bamboo house, and the sound of iron hammering continued from the wooden house.
At night, seeing that Han Sanqian still hadn't returned, Su Yingxia packed the food and sent it over.
"Still busy?" Su Yingxia walked in with a light smile.
Han Sanqian smiled lightly and stopped what he was doing.
Chi Guo's upper body was almost covered with sweat. JrNovels.com