Sheng Qianmo took her hand and finally found the foundry under her guidance.
Four years later, the foundry is much larger than before, and there are more workers. When Shu Nuan came over, the workers he saw enthusiastically shouted "The boss is here!", which made Shu Nuan very happy. I'm a little embarrassed and let them go on with their business.
But at this time, a worker couldn't help but gossip and asked: "Boss, what do you call the people around you?"
Shu Nuan was thinking about how to introduce Sheng Qianmo, but Sheng Qianmo answered quickly: "Your boss's husband."
Shu Nuan whispered: "I haven't married you yet!"
Sheng Qianmo still took it for granted: "That is my future husband."
Shu Nuan: "..."
However, Sheng Qianmo still let these people call him Brother Sheng. After all, it was better to do the things that made Shu Nuan blush in private.
Shu Nuan led Sheng Qianmo to an idle iron-making furnace, "This is my own furnace. I used to learn to make new weapons by myself when I had nothing to do, but now I rarely touch the furnace. ”
She didn't dare to tell Sheng Qianmo that the reason why she stopped touching it was because she almost burned her finger accidentally. Fortunately, timely treatment prevented scarring, but that incident was enough to make Qingzhi sad. For a while, Qingzhi refused to allow her to touch the iron-making furnace again. From then on, Shunuan no longer dared to make iron herself.
After hearing this, Sheng Qianmo frowned and said rather displeasedly: "You can just be responsible for drawing the design drafts. Don't touch the iron-making furnace yourself anymore."
Shu Nuan didn't talk back to him this time, and nodded obediently, saying: "But you are around today, can I touch you?"
She now has a good outline of a weapon model in her mind, and she wants to make a sword herself so that Sheng Qianmo can use it when he goes to the battlefield in the future.
Sheng Qianmo looked at her and suddenly thought: "How about you guide me, and I will do it."
Shu Nuan: "...I don't think you can."
"Nuan Nuan, please be reasonable. I think I can do it."
"You can't do such a delicate job."
Sheng Qianmo was very disappointed: "Nuan Nuan, you don't believe me."
Nuannuan: "..."
What does this have to do with trust
However, Shu Nuan finally couldn't stand his sugar-coated bullets and gave in to him. She also moved a small table and sat on a stone bench to draw a sketch on the spot. Of course, what she drew was a sword that was easier to make and practical, and she planned to give it to Sheng Qianmo as a gift after she finished it.
Sheng Qianmo followed Shu Nuan's instructions and first threw the iron into the furnace to soften it. Shu Nuan drew quickly and quickly drew the shape of the sword.
Sheng Qianmo picked it up and looked at it. People who didn't know Shu Nuan might not think that such a painting, full of freedom and ease, as comfortable as wandering clouds and wild cranes, came from the technique of a little girl.
Shu Nuan is different from ordinary women from beginning to end.
It's like digging for treasure. Only when you dig bit by bit will you find that there are many unexpected surprises hidden inside.
Shu Nuan is like this to him.
He still remembered that at the beginning, he only admired her because of her appearance. He kept her by his side to raise her because she was a lovely person. However, as he gradually got along with her, he realized that this little person was not just him. She seems to be so superficial, but she is quite knowledgeable. She is good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Now, she is also quite profound in her knowledge of weapons.