Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

[Ding Dong! Detected that the host has completed their first forging. Reward: a crafting manual!]

Qin Youyou heard the system's prompt and quickly received the production manual in her sea of ​​consciousness.

I wonder what the production manual would be?

Is it a sword with a cold glow?

Is it a sharp and intimidating sword?

She opened the production manual with hope, as eagerly as she had opened the skill book last night.

[Iron Fence Making Manual: After learning, you will be able to make solid iron fences to protect your fields and houses and block malicious intruders]

As for how much defensive power this fence has, there is no mention of that at all.

Qin Youyou's face fell.

How could she forget that this is a farming system.

The farming system is so pure that it doesn't even teach her any combat skills!

Ugh, what a rubbish system!

After Qin Youyou finished cursing, she looked up and saw Qin Zhengjiao had appeared in front of her without her noticing. He stroked his beard and looked at the newly made hammer in her hand.

She was startled.

"Girl, let me take a look." Qin Zhengjiao stretched out his hand towards her.

Qin Youyou didn't think much about it and handed the small hammer over directly.

Qin Zhengjiao took it and read it over and over again.

Well, from the outside, it is indeed an ordinary hammer.

After all, Qin Youyou is a mortal. Mortals have no spiritual roots and cannot attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The tools they forge are naturally just ordinary tools.

wrong!

His eyes swept to the side and saw the nail that Qin Youyou had just hammered in.

That was the cheapest nail in the blacksmith shop. One copper coin could buy a bunch of it, but this nail was nailed into the diamond table next to it!

That was the wood he brought back from the south. It was one of the hardest woods in Fengyu Country. It was fire-resistant, moisture-resistant, and resistant to sharp objects. Only nails of mid-grade spiritual weapon level or above could be nailed into it!

But Qin Youyou used this ordinary hammer of unknown grade to hammer a most common nail into the diamond wood!

Qin Zheng was greatly shocked and anxious.

For the first time, he couldn't see through the tricks of a hammer.

He's obsessed with his penis.

After thinking for a while, he said: "Ahem, Youyou, how about I use my big hammer to exchange for your small hammer?"

Qin Youyou looked at the meteor hammer that Qin Zhengjiao was pointing at and shook her head decisively.

Change the hammer.

"Yours is too big and doesn't work. I still want this one."

"Hey, don't be so impatient!" Qin Zhengjiao coaxed him, "How about this? Leave your hammer with me for a few days, and I'll take you in as my only disciple."

He was full of confidence and stared at Qin Youyou with bright eyes, waiting for her to agree.

After all, he is the most powerful weaponsmith in Fengyu Country. He extended an olive branch to Qin Youyou, who had no spiritual roots. No matter who it was, they would say that Qin Youyou made the profit.

He thought that he was like a beacon, pointing out the only way to help her escape from mediocrity.

"Promise it, promise it!" He was looking forward to it.

Qin Youyou's alarm bells rang.

She is not stupid, there is something wrong with this old man.

At such an old age, he doesn’t have a single apprentice. What does this mean?

This shows that being his apprentice is not that easy, and you might even be exploited as a child laborer.

He wants a hammer and an apprentice. Why is he dreaming so much?

She snatched her hammer and ran out of the blacksmith shop in a flash. Before leaving, she waved and said, "Thank you, Ninth Elder. Bye!"

Qin Zheng was so angry that his beard curled up.

What a little fox!

After Qin Youyou's figure disappeared, he smiled again. He was determined to get this disciple.

He thought about it, changed his clothes, and went to find the head of the family, Qin Zhengwu.

"What, Laojiu, you said Youyou has a talent for casting weapons?" Qin Zhengwu couldn't believe it.

Qin Zhengjiao was very serious: "If you lie to me, I will die before you. To tell you the truth, I have taken a fancy to your little granddaughter and I must take her as my disciple."

As for the matter of the small hammer, he didn't say it for the time being. As one of the best weapon-casting masters in Fengyu Country, he couldn't even see through the hammer cast by a mortal girl. It would be too ridiculous to tell others about it.

Qin Zhengwu's expression changed from surprise to joy, and then to excitement. He couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh, his eyes red. "Good! Good! God has finally been kind to Lie'er's child."

He grabbed Qin Zhengjiao's hand and said, "Laojiu, I'll leave Youyou to you!"

Qin Zhengjiao brushed his hand away and said, "Don't be too happy too soon. Your granddaughter has a strong personality and is very defensive. I asked her to be my apprentice, but she not only refused, but also looked at me as if I were a bad guy."

Qin Zhengwu understood Qin Youyou. She was a child without spiritual roots and had had enough of the world's cold eyes. Suddenly one day, an old man said he wanted to take her as his disciple. How could she not be vigilant?

Seeing the Ninth Elder frustrated, he was in a good mood. "Old Nine, good things take time. Just work hard! Also, from now on, as long as Youyou wants to forge a weapon, I will fully support her. Whatever materials she needs or how much money she needs, just ask me. I will pay for it from my private vault!"

Qin Zhengjiao got Qin Zhengwu's approval and put his heart at ease: "Master, I feel relieved with your words!"

He could see that Qin Youyou was interested in casting tools.

As long as she comes again, he will take out all the casting materials in the bottom of the box, and guarantee that she will be so fascinated by them that she will be unable to walk.

He is eagerly looking forward to the next meeting.

Qin Youyou is very busy.

In the fields of Nancun, green onions have to be harvested every day, which is really tiring.

The most tired ones are the three bulls. They have to guard the fields day and night and are so tired that they are thin.

Qin Youyou is a conscientious boss. Looking at the thin calf, she decided to make a batch of iron fences to relieve the pressure on the bulls.

I just don't know how defensive this fence is.

A week later, Qin Zheng was anxiously waiting for Qin Youyou to come again.

"It's Youyou. What do you want to make today? I've got some good materials here. Do you want to take a look?"

He took out all kinds of rare treasures like offering treasures, red and green, shining brightly, dazzling the eyes.

His eyes sparkled, thinking, "Is this still not enough to defeat you? You little brat!"

Unfortunately, Qin Youyou didn't know any of them, so it was like talking to a cow.

She shook her head. "Thank you, Elder Nine, for your kindness, but I don't need any of this. I brought my own ore."

After that, he opened the mustard bag and took out a piece of iron ore.

It is a very common iron ore and is not worth much money.

"I have plenty of this kind of iron ore here, why do you need to bring it yourself?" Qin Zheng pointed to the corner.

There, there was indeed a pile of iron ore half a person's height.

Qin Youyou shook her head: "Too little."

Is this still less?

Qin Zheng smiled anxiously. This girl was, after all, a novice in casting and she didn't have an accurate grasp of the amount of materials to be used.

This amount of iron ore is enough to make fifty long swords, but she still thinks it is not enough. Does she want to build an iron city wall?