After an hour, the kitchen knife has been completely formed.

However, during this process, the kitchen knife was repeatedly tempered in the fire several times before it finally became the kitchen knife.

"Good knife!"

When the knife was shot out, Wang Blacksmith couldn't help but speak, but because of the cold, his voice seemed a little lacking in breath.

"Senior Wang, you must have lung disease, right? And your ears are also deaf due to ironwork, right?"

There is almost no one doing the profession of blacksmith now.

Because it is tired and hard, it has a relatively serious physical damage to your career.

Like Wang Blacksmith, he usually eats iron ash when he punches iron, so he is infected with lung disease. Moreover, when he punches, the sound of metal collides with metal often comes, which can easily stimulate people's ears. Under the stimulation of this long-term sound, people's ears are also prone to deafness.

Staying in high temperatures for a long time is also unfavorable to the human body.

So, this industry is gradually disappearing.

Zhang Liang said this very loudly.

So, the sound reached Wang Blacksmith's ears. Wang Blacksmith vaguely heard what Zhang Liang was saying, and couldn't help but nodded.

Then he said, "Hey, old, it's useless. This iron will not be able to be beaten. This craft will be lost."

"By the way, young man, are you asking me for something?" Wang Blacksmith sighed for a moment and asked.

Zhang Liang did not reply to Wang Blacksmith's words, but said instead: "Senior Wang, I happen to be a doctor. Maybe I will be of some help to your disease, why don't I help you treat it?"

Zhang Liang admired Wang Blacksmith from the bottom of his heart for a craftsman like Wang Blacksmith, so he was willing to help Wang Blacksmith.

"No need, I'm old? I'm a bad habit, and it's impossible to cure it in my life." Wang Blacksmith waved his hand and replied.

"Senior Wang, whoever tells you that your disease cannot be cured, I will be able to cure your disease. It is not a problem to make you younger." Zhang Liang said.

"Haha, young man, it would be bad if you brag too much. Come on, come on, treat the old man, how old can you really make me younger? Old man, I invite you to brew your own grain wine." Wang Blacksmith said with a generous smile.

He had a very good impression of Zhang Liang, but he didn't expect that Zhang Liang would brag too.

"good!"

Zhang Liang agreed.

Then, Zhang Liang took Wang Blacksmith to the room.

"Senior Wang, come on, I'll give you two bottles of wine first."

After arriving at the room, Zhang Liang suddenly took out two bottles of willow wine and said to Zhang Liang.

"Hey, how can I ask for your wine? I'll get my wine. My wine will definitely be better than your wine. I'll have a few sips with the old man."

When it comes to wine, Wang Blacksmith became interested.

He is also an old alcoholic, and he has to take a few sips when he has nothing to do.

Zhang Liang didn't give Wang Jiangtie a chance to continue speaking. He gently flicked his thumb on Liujiu's bottle cap, and the lid opened.

Then, a strong aroma of wine spread out.

"What wine is so fragrant? My God, I have never smelled such fragrant wine." Wang Blacksmith couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, he realized that the aroma of the wine was coming from the willow wine in Zhang Liang's hands.

"Is this your wine?"
Chapter completed!