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“Of course it would be good, old man. With the quality of the steel that your old furnace had smelted, we can only get good things by folding. Let me complete this folded steel knife first so that we can test how good it is,” Silver said as he took back the incomplete knife and got to grinding it to sharpen.
There seems to be no folding technology here because this world had very good metal resources; there were various magical metals, and because of the various craftsman gods, the smelting technology is also good.
As for why old Smith’s furnaces were not good?
It was because they had no money when they made it before, and no one knows how to make a good furnace here.
Old Smith had to pay a huge sum just to invite someone who knows how to make a good furnace, but the port town has no need for such good steel, so he and his father before him did not bother.
“Alright, let me see if it is really as amazing as you are making it to be,” said Old Smith with a look of expectation as he grinned.
It took an hour to grind the knife because Silver wanted to make sure that the patterns on the blade of the knife were more distinct and easily seen.
A few more minutes were taken by fixing the handle with polished wood.
“See?!” Silver said loudly and proudly as he showed the knife to Old Smith.
“Hmmm… It really is good! This pattern…” Old Smith admitted as he looked at the knife carefully.
“I am just wondering why you made these sharp saw teeth at the back of the blade.”
“I name this design Tactical Knife!
This knife should be very useful, especially for those who are traveling.
As for those sharp saw teeth at the back, they’re for cutting things that are hard to cut with the blade, like wood.
This saw tooth will be much more convenient to use for cutting wood, right?
“Silver,” said Shameless, as he did not even bother changing the name when he copied the design from his previous life.
“Oh? It’s understandable then,” Old Smith said with a look of understanding.
Old Smith took out another knife, which was made before as a demonstration when he was teaching Silver.
He compared their sharpness, slashing at some wood, then leather, then a steel plate.
The ordinary knife made a cut on the wood, but it was not cut in two.
The leather was cut open, but there was significant resistance, and there was no cut on the steel plate; it only made a clanging sound.
Old Smith already expected this, as this is how it is for all his works; in fact, this particular knife is already one of the excellent ones.
The old Smith proceeded with testing the tactical knife made with steel folding technology.
The tactical knife severed the wood in two, and the cut was clean.
The hide was also cut easily, with almost no resistance.
Then it left a shallow cut on the steel plate.
“Damn it, kid! This really got something!” The old man exclaimed excitedly as he continued looking at the knife in his hand with wonder.
“So… I have an idea on how to make better steel, which should be very simple to do. Should we try it?” Silver said teasingly with raised eyebrows while raising his arms open wide, looking quite arrogant as he grinned cheekily.
“Let’s make a few more knives with folding steel technology. We can talk about your idea while we do,” Old Smith said with his own grin as he prepared to assist again.
“You do it again while I assist, as I am not as good as you in learning; I need to see it a few more times before I can learn it.”
“That’s fine,” Silver said nonchalantly with a shrug as he got to working.
So Silver did not do anything else, just forging all day, because traditional forging itself is a good exercise.
He also changed his eating habits a bit; he now always brings rations with him whenever he does physical exertion.
He eats a piece every hour.
Because he remembered that the body can’t just take in so many nutrients all at once, it takes time to digest things and takes time to complete the whole metabolizing process. This chapter is updated first at novelping . com.
So it is better to take things bit by bit, making sure that the body is in good condition, not full but not hungry.
When he was finally going home, Silver took a few of the knives he made; he planned to give one to the old matron, old Sax, and the hunter.
The next day, they directly started doing Silver’s idea.
Old Smith called some people to help to make things fast.
They were just building a better furnace designed by Silver, referencing knowledge from his previous life and using whatever resources were available to them right now, which were just bricks, cement, and gravel.
Making use of the aerodynamic principle where hot air goes up and cold air goes down and a few other things.
They made it in an open place just beside the old smithy.
The old smithy is located away from most people but near the sea.
A wide piece of land around the smithy is actually empty.
It took most of the day to make the furnace, and it still needs to be left alone to dry the cement.
So Silver and old Smith just continued making things with folding technology while waiting for two days.
Then came the day when the furnace was finally ready for use.
“Hey, kid,” Old Smith said suddenly as they stared at the furnace.
“What?” Silver asked nonchalantly.
“You go do the smelting, because I am not familiar with it. I might make a mistake. Let me also see how it is used,” Old Smith said seriously as he prepared to assist.
“Alright, that’s understandable, I guess,” Silver said with a shrug as he got to working.
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