Surreal Games: I’m An Engineer

"Didn't I miss you?"

Jiang Yang never knew what a face was.

"Bah, last time you said you wanted to use a scalpel to treat illnesses and save people, but then I remembered that you haven't graduated yet!"

The old man said to him with a displeased expression.

"What's the matter with the students? Students can't cure diseases and save lives?"

Jiang Yang didn't hesitate to open the kettle in the shop to fill it up for the old man, and then poured a cup himself.

"Oh, if there is a half-truth in your mouth, I will believe your evil."

The old man took a sip of warm water to moisten his throat and his voice became a little louder.

"Hey, don't keep holding on to the past. Today I have a serious business to come to you. Do you want to do a big business?"

Jiang Yang picked up the fan and fanned himself a few times, then said to him mysteriously.

"What do you want to do, I'll make it clear to you. I never do any illegal activities."

When the old man heard his words, he immediately became vigilant.

"Is it illegal to strike iron?"

Jiang Yang was amused when he saw his pretentious expression. He obviously likes to fiddle with strange things.

"Forging iron? What are you doing in ironing? You don't learn well at a young age."

"…"

Jiang Yang was choked to death. Sure enough, in the eyes of the older generation, other than reading and doing other things, they were not good at learning.

"Of course it's lifesaving, you don't know, the world is dangerous now, I'm going to get some peerless weapons to save the people!"

"…"

This time, it was the old man's turn to be speechless, alas, he was afraid.

It's so bizarre when an old dishonest encounters a small dishonest scene.

"Cough, kid, what are you doing honestly?"

The old man straightened his face a little and asked him seriously.

"Forge iron, make weapons, save lives"

Jiang Yang also answered him with a serious face.

"…"

The old man's face became a little ugly, and he and Jiang Yang were considered to have been friends for a long time.

Jiang Yang lived in a nearby village when he was very young. At that time, he would pass by his shop every day when he went to school and after school, and he became familiar with him every day.

In the end, although Jiang Yang moved into the city, he would still come back every few days to see it.

In his heart, he had long regarded this kid as his own grandson. After all, his own grandson didn't watch him so diligently, even though he would pass along some things every time.

"real?"

"real."

The old man asked Jiang Yang again, but the answer he got was the same.

"Cuckoo"

He drank the warm water in the cup in one gulp, and the old man waved to Jiang Yang, then stood up and walked towards the back of the store.

The front of the store is very simple, with some cutting machines and stainless steel window shelves, which are now required in both rural and urban areas.

But the back room was different. There was a huge pile of rusted iron pieces, anvils, hammers, pliers, heating furnaces, and coal.

But the old man couldn't play with these things for a long time, and they all rusted there.

But obviously the old man didn't want to show Jiang Yang these things. After opening the last warehouse, a burst of dust came on his face.

"cough cough"

"I haven't opened the door for several years."

The old man took two steps back and waited for the dust to dissipate, then walked in and opened the wooden box inside.

This mysterious energy made Jiang Yang look forward to it.

"click"

As the lock of the box was opened, two old-fashioned handmade muskets appeared in Jiang Yang's eyes.

"Old man~"

"What's the matter, can those swords and swords be comparable to this? Come on, I'll teach you how to use them!"

The old man said to Jiang Yang with a solemn face.

"Uh~"

Jiang Yang didn't know what to say for a while. Although he was a little moved, it was strange how to say it.

"Look, here is the trigger. When you want to use it, tie it up first, then pour the gunpowder into the barrel, and then put the steel ball in it to hold it tight. Hold it up like this, hehe, if there is that **** with no eyes Aim at him and give him a shuttle!"

At this time, the old man obviously did not see Jiang Yang's expression, and was immersed in the joy of guns.

After a while, he realized that Jiang Yang didn't seem to be that interested.

"What's the matter? Do you think my gun is too dirty?"

The old man immediately stared at him.

Seeing that he was furious, Jiangyang quickly said: "No, no, no, there is too much movement. The place I'm going to is a den of bad guys. Don't shoot! Otherwise, I'll be besieged!"

"Hmph, it doesn't matter if you don't see it."

After hearing this, the old man's expression softened a lot, but he was not interested in continuing to introduce it.

"Where is it, didn't you blow it with me before? What wild boars and bears, they are all the souls of your old guns!"

"What is blowing! I still have wild boar teeth!"

Jiang Yang immediately changed his words:

"Yes, yes, you are always right, it's my mouth that is fast."

"I'm here, I just want to do something with you"

Then he stated his purpose again.

"Make things, what things, let's talk about it first, the root cause of my illness when I was young can't be cured."

"It doesn't matter, how can I let you do it! I have someone!"

"Who is it?"

The old man turned to him and asked.

"Jiang Yang, are you inside?"

Suddenly, Ponton's voice came from outside the store.

"It's not here!"

Jiang Yang frowned at the old man.

"In there, come in!"

Soon, Ponton, wearing short sleeves and sweating profusely, walked in.

"How about it, this body has strength!"

"Hmph, puffiness!"

Ponton, who had just entered the door, immediately got the most appropriate two-word comment. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Jiang Yang, what are you doing here? I still have something to give you back?"

Pangton didn't know it was him, so he said to Jiang Yang.

"Forging iron, why is the kitchen knife not easy to use?"

Jiang Yang was a little puzzled, he wasn't stingy enough to think about a kitchen knife.

"No, you don't know, but I saw it yesterday. There is a guy who sells metal knives and forks in the post. The good guy actually counts the money by grams. This big kitchen knife is worth tens of thousands of dollars! I don't want it. !"

Pangton walked over to Jiang Yang and whispered.

Isn't this yourself?

Jiang Yang was speechless for a moment. Is such a thing hot?

"Okay, do you have the props now or what? You can use them if you want, and you can give them to me when you find other props later!"

Jiang Yang had no interest in kitchen knives at all. He now remembers that there was nothing wrong with slashing at the ecstasy at that time.

"Oh, that's fine. When I find a better one, I'll give you a better one."

Thinking that his own life was not guaranteed, Ponton finally decided to use it first.

"What are you two saying, come here?"

On the other side, the old man became impatient when he saw that the two were whispering.

"We are discussing the plan"

Jiang Yang hurried over, and he had to rely on this old man behind him.

"These things, hammer, anvil, furnace, carbon, pliers, hacksaw, cutting machine are in front, you have to take them yourself"

"It's not an easy job to strike iron. If you want to burn the iron, you have to build another furnace."

The old man is very clear about these things, so he is also an old blacksmith.

Although the modern technology is not clear, the basic principles are the same.