Infinite Movie World

Chapter 878 What a Nightmare!

In the early morning of the next day, the warm sunlight poured on the hammer through the blurred stained glass windows.

Hammer stretched beautifully, buried his head in the velvet pillow, and continued to sleep comfortably.

It has to be said that the living conditions of Master Baggins are really good, and even the hammer has fallen a bit.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in her ear.

The rustling seemed to have started long ago, but she was just now aware of it.

Iron Hammer immediately opened his almond eyes alertly, and grabbed his own hammer.

She quickly turned over from the bed and sat up, only to see Xufeng sitting on the recliner in front of the window, holding a pen in her hand, writing and drawing on the paper.

Tie Hammer suddenly said in embarrassment: "Are you painting me?"

Xufeng was taken aback, "Are you awake? Just in time..."

Iron Hammer said angrily: "I treat you like a brother, but I never thought that you would do such shameless and nasty things while I was sleeping!"

Xufeng said dumbfoundedly: "What dirty thing did I do? I didn't secretly draw you!"

Iron Hammer said angrily, "Do you dare to show me your drawing?"

Xufeng handed it over without hesitation, "I just want to show it to you."

Tie Hammer took the painting and looked at it, then was stunned.

This is indeed not her portrait, but a drawing of a simple machine.

The drawing is crooked, but fortunately, the machine is not complicated, and it can be understood at a glance.

If Tie Hammer guessed correctly, the simple machine Xufeng drew should be a hand-cranked noodle machine.

"... You just drew such a thing after staring at me all night?" Tie Hammer didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

Xufeng smiled and said: "I have observed that there is no such thing as noodles in Middle-earth, let alone a noodle maker. We can use this advantage to make a batch of instant noodles that are easy to carry."

"What?" Iron Hammer was completely stunned.

"Instant noodles," Xufeng explained with a smile: "It's the kind of delicacy that can be eaten after soaking in hot water."

"Food?" Iron Hammer said angrily, "Your instant noodles are the real food!"

Xufeng smiled and said, "I'm used to eating instant noodles, so instant noodles are naturally not a delicacy, but when I haven't eaten instant noodles for a long time, I still feel a little panicked."

Iron Hammer snorted, "I don't know how to eat instant noodles when there are fish, meat and bread!"

Xufeng smiled and said, "Okay, okay, if you don't want to eat it, I can eat it myself, right? You can help me build a noodle making machine first."

Hammer pouted, "No."

Xufeng smiled and said, "I told the dwarves that you are a master forging master. If you can't even make a noodle machine, the dwarves will look down upon you."

Hammer thought for a while, "That's fine, but you have to prepare the forging materials and the forging place for me."

There is no blacksmith shop in the Shire area, where hobbits live. All the iron tools of the hobbits are purchased from the nearby dwarf tribe with a lot of money.

Hobbits don't like the clanging, much less the smoke billowing from the smithy.

However, this is not a difficult task for Xufeng.

Bilbo's yard is very large, which can be used as a temporary blacksmith's shop, and the dwarves of Bilbo's family will more or less carry a few forging tools with them.

What's more, the pasta machine doesn't need too complicated craftsmanship. It's not difficult at all in terms of hammer forging skills.

So they went out of the room, borrowed some tools from the dwarves, and went to the street to buy some metal utensils.

Xufeng also took the opportunity to buy ten bags of high-quality flour, as well as various vegetables, seasonings, dried meat, etc.

When paying the bill, Xufeng reported the name of Bilbo Baggins.

The name was really very useful, and the sellers didn't need any paperwork, so they helped Xufeng deliver all the things to Bilbo's Bag End.

Immediately, the hammer set up the fire, and then clanked in the courtyard to build the parts of the pasta machine.

The dwarves were attracted by the fire and the sound of blacksmithing.

Looking at the hammer's proficient blacksmithing skills, they all danced excitedly.

Qi Li couldn't help but walked up and asked: "Dear Ms. Hammer, good morning, may I ask, are you here?"

"Strike the iron." The hammer said without looking back.

"I can see it," Qili smiled awkwardly, "I just want to ask, what are you hitting? Do you need my help? I am still very confident in blacksmithing."

Iron Hammer shook his head, "No, it's just a gadget, give me half an hour, and I can get it done."

Qili secretly glanced at the blueprint in front of Hammer, and immediately opened his mouth wide in astonishment.

He had never seen such a strange contraption.

"what is this?"

"drawing."

"Uh, I want to ask, what is drawn on the drawing?"

"Oh, the pasta maker."

"Noodle making machine..." Kili could say every single word of these words, but together, Kili was completely fooled.

Iron Hammer smiled and said, "You will understand when I build it."

At this time, Bilbo was lying on the sofa in his living room. He had been in a coma since yesterday. In his sleep, he had a nightmare. He dreamed that a large group of dwarves broke into his house, ate all his things, and He beat his table, and finally invited him to die together, and set up a blacksmith shop in his yard, tinkling iron.

What a nightmare.

Bilbo rubbed his temples, heaved a sigh of relief, and then slowly opened his eyes.

Jingle, jingle, jingle.

Bilbo frowned. Why did the sound of blacksmithing and the laughter of the dwarves still not disappear after he woke up from the nightmare?

He quickly rubbed his eyes, and saw that the house was still in a mess!

Gandalf was smoking Shire tobacco, sitting opposite the sofa, looking at him with a smile.

"Are you awake?" Gandalf said with a smile.

Bilbo exclaimed, "What! Isn't this a dream!?"

Gandalf smiled and said: "Haha, of course this is not a dream, I know, this is really an exciting thing for you, one-sixteenth of the wealth of the Lonely Mountain Palace, you know, that means What? Means, your wealth will increase by five times!"

Bilbo shook his head quickly, "No, no, my money is enough! I don't need to take any more risks! Gandalf, I beg you, you better leave my house with your dwarf brothers, it's a big deal, I just donated part of the money to For you on the road! Oh, and I can donate you a load of tobacco too! Fine Shire!"

Gandalf laughed, "It would be a great thing to have a carload of good Shire tobacco, but... I would rather not have tobacco, but I have to ask you to participate."

Bilbo broke down and asked, "Why? Why does it have to be me? If you want hobbits, why don't you go to the other hobbits in the Shire?"

(End of this chapter)