After dressing up as a stepmother, I transformed the whole family into working in the fields

Liu Zhong came back at noon.

Because of the heavy wooden box, I was afraid that something valuable would delay Qin Yao's work. When I arrived at the stationery factory, I unloaded the purchased items from the car and immediately carried the wooden box to Qin Yao's house.

The children followed Awang into the mountains. Liu Ji was still helping Gong Liangxiao pack his luggage in Lianyuan. Qin Yao and Li were the only ones at home.

The two had a simple lunch and squatted in the kitchen to study how to make cakes.

Of course, Qin Yao relies on his mouth to output, while Li relies on his hands to execute.

Because Qin Yao had never baked by herself and had no experience at all, Li could only explore based on feeling.

But at least Qin Yao knew one thing - the egg whites should be beaten into foam that can be inserted into chopsticks.

Mr. Li has made countless kinds of pastries. After listening to Qin Yao's description, he vaguely understood the key points.

In fact, Chinese and Western dim sum are similar, but the cooking habits are different.

If you want it to taste fluffy and soft, the egg white is the key.

It's just that Mr. Li has never beaten egg whites, and the fastest speed can't achieve the effect.

Qin Yao took matters into her own hands and stirred wildly with a simple egg beater made of bamboo. The speed was so fast that there was only an afterimage. After beating for two quarters of an hour, she finally saw the effect.

Just when I was working hard, Liu Zhong came.

When Qin Yao saw the wooden box, she was cheered up. She handed the foaming bowl to Mrs. Li and told her to continue stirring and wash her hands. She couldn't wait to walk into the main room and opened the wooden box.

The box is pull-out. When you push it open, you can see the knife head wrapped tightly in red cloth.

Yes, there is only one blade.

Because this is a long sword that can be spliced ​​together. When the handle is connected, it takes the shape of a Qinglong Yanyue sword.

Qin Yao had previously complained that the previous sword was too light, but Song Zhang unexpectedly found her the Yanyue Sword, the heaviest among cold weapons.

The knife is about 1.2 meters long and has a ring-shaped handle. It can be held by hand or attached to a suitable long handle to be used as a long knife.

The blade of the sword was snow-white and made entirely of fine steel. Liu Zhong, who was watching, was impressed.

There is a blood groove in the middle of the blade. There is no pattern on it. It is clean and clean, which makes people feel comfortable.

Qin Yao picked up the knife, which was quite heavy in hand. It weighed about twenty kilograms.

If a long pole made of metal is added, it can weigh sixty or seventy kilograms, or even a hundred kilograms.

Qin Yao guessed that the reason why Song Zhang didn't install the handle was because he couldn't estimate how heavy it would be in her hand.

Of course, it is also possible that he is reluctant to part with the money.

Qin Yao knew how high the cost of weapon forging was, and she was very satisfied with this blade.

As for the handle of the knife, she planned to go to the big blacksmith in Xiahe Village and ask him to get her a long stick made of pure iron.

It is best to weigh 80 kilograms, so the weight of the blade plus the blade is about 100 kilograms. When the two are disassembled, they can be used as either a stick or a knife.

When closed, it becomes a powerful Yanyue sword.

Liu Zhong watched Qin Yao playing with the knife and couldn't help but ask her how to use the knife.

Hearing her say that she was going to make an eighty-pound iron bar to go with the knife, I suddenly took a breath of cold air.

The blade alone made him feel heavy even when he held it, let alone when he lifted it up and waved it.

It probably didn't take more than two cuts before my arms were so sore that I couldn't lift them up.

If you add an 80-pound iron bar to this, for God's sake, if it falls on the ground, you are worried that it will kill someone, and if you swing it again, it is unimaginable!

Qin Yao still feels that this is not enough. If it were not for the current technological limitations, she would use materials with higher density, stronger toughness, but smaller size to make cold weapons.

At that time, it will weigh more than one hundred kilograms.

The reason why superpowers are powerful is because their bodies have been comprehensively strengthened. Compared with ordinary humans, it is a qualitative change from ten million zeros to one.

Qin Yao sometimes feels that she is extremely lucky to be able to continue to activate powers after traveling to this ancient time with backward productivity.

The small molecules of supernatural power floating in the air were beating with her breathing like jumping notes all the time.

Qin Yao played with the knife for a few minutes, and when she was done, she realized that Liu Zhong was still standing in the hall dumbfounded. She coughed twice awkwardly, put the knife away, and asked Liu Zhong if he was busy in the afternoon.

Liu Zhong shook his head, "There is basically no work left. Dad is working in the fields. I plan to go into the mountains in the afternoon to collect some firewood and go home for the fire."

"Then it's okay." Qin Yao smiled and asked: "Second brother, how about you help me go to Xiahe Village to run an errand?"

She paid for the errands.

Liu Zhong guessed and asked, "Are you going to the blacksmith's house?"

Qin Yao nodded, Liu Zhong understood, and asked in shock: "Do you really want to make an eighty-pound iron rod?"

Seeing Qin Yao nodding decisively, Liu Zhongxiao persuaded in a low voice: "Third brothers and sisters, in this peaceful and prosperous age, there is no need for such powerful weapons, right? What if I accidentally hurt an innocent passerby?"

Qin Yao said confidently: "No, I don't go out with weapons when I have nothing to do. Second brother, wait a minute. I'll draw a drawing and you can bring it to the blacksmith for me. If he says he can't do it, just say I can." Add money."

To melt eighty kilograms of iron into a small iron rod, it needs to be hammered repeatedly to remove impurities. It is truly a labor of love.

If the price is still the same as in the past, the blacksmith may not be willing to do it.

But if you add money, it will be no problem.

No one has trouble with money.

Qin Yao took twenty taels of silver and handed it to Liu Zhong together with the drawings, asking him to help with another run in the afternoon, and gave him fifty wen for the errands.

No matter how worried Liu Zhong was, he went happily for the sake of fifty coins.

Qin Yao watched Liu Zhong leave, imagining the scene of her having a hearty battle with the Yanyue Sword in the future, and was so happy that she couldn't help but rub her hands together.

Smiling, he turned back and walked toward the kitchen. When he raised his eyes, he saw Mrs. Li staring at him.

The moment the two people looked at each other, Li gasped and took two big steps back. Two pink clouds appeared strangely on her face, and she almost knocked over the bowl on the stove.

The bowl contained freshly beaten egg whites, white and dense in foam. The two of them had been beating them together for two quarters of an hour. If they spilled them, their hearts would twitch a few times.

Fortunately, Qin Yao helped the bowl in time. Egg white was fine, but Li didn't look well.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Yao asked with concern.

Qin Yao was a little embarrassed when she thought that Xiao Laifu said that Mrs. Li had stayed up late to make clothes for herself these days.

"Why don't you go and have a rest? You can make the cake another day."

Li shook her head, "No, no need, keep doing it. I probably know how to do it. Let's give it a try while I have some time."

Qin Yao confirmed again: "Are you really okay?"

Li Shi nodded, but the scene of Qin Yao playing wildly in the house with a big knife kept appearing in front of her eyes, and her heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate and beat loudly.

It’s not that I’m afraid, but I’m so excited!

She didn't expect that Madam would be so heroic when wielding a knife!

Qin Yao glanced back at Ms. Li suspiciously. She didn't know what was wrong with her. Her breathing rhythm was not right. Could it be that she was anemic and dizzy?

After watching for a few seconds and seeing that the person was still standing, Qin Yao put away her distracting thoughts and concentrated on lighting a fire, burning the oven that Awang had set up in the courtyard so that Li could bake cakes.