LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 32
32 The Visit Of The Old Man
Hisako didn’t expect anything, Senzaemon called her over,
It was to ask about this!
After a slight hesitation, Hisako had no choice but to choose to tell the truth:
“Master Chief!”
“I do know something about the “Eternal Soul Sword”.”
“Miss, there is a reason why she gets angry in the exam room…”
Facing Senzaemon, Hisako explained the cause and effect of the incident, word for word.
After listening to it, Senzaemon can be considered to understand the whole story.
“Is there a conflict with that mysterious swordsmith?”
After a moment of thought, Senzaemon asked again:
“Is it really that magical about that kitchen knife called “Yongling Knife”?”
Hisako hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly:
“At the beginning, Miss and I didn’t really believe in this kind of thing!”
“But later, it turned out that the “Eternal Spirit Sword” does have some “unthinkable” special effects.”
Even Hisako said so, it seems that this is indeed true.
After a moment of contemplation, Senzaemon raised his head and said:
“Okay, I already understand everything that happened.”
“It’s getting late, Hisako, you should also go back to rest early.”
“Don’t tell Erina about what we talked about today.”
“I will deal with this matter.”
“Master Chief, then I’ll go back first.”
Hisako quickly left the office after bowing slightly.
Maybe it’s because I’m thinking about something on my mind,
Hisako didn’t notice that there was a person standing in the dark corner of the door.
A slender and beautiful girl with silver-white hair, with a gleam of excitement in her eyes:
“A magical knife that makes food taste better!”
“Hey, is there such an interesting thing in this world?”
“It’s really interesting!”
“Is it in Swordsmith Street?”
“Hehe, no matter what, you have to get to know each other!!”
…………….
The next day, early in the morning,
Chen Fei opened the store for business.
He took down a knife box from the shelf,
Afterwards, he took out the kitchen knife that Kikuchiyuan Fruit had deposited here.
With the passage of time and a lot of frequency of use, the kitchen knife of Ms. Mukujiyuanguo’s kitchen knife has been completely ground.
There is only one way to restore its vitality after it has lost its use value.
That is the recast edge.
Recasting the cutting edge is almost a kind of secondary forging process.
This forging process is very difficult.
Because it was not forged in one go from the embryonic state,
Therefore, the cutting edge of the recast blade must be fine, medium and fine.
Only in this way can the recast edge be able to form a perfect fit with the blade.
The main raw material used is steel powder!
But before the official casting, it is also necessary to create a fixed mold for this knife.
Honestly, it’s not just a losing deal,
At the same time, it is a very labor-intensive business!
If it was replaced by other shops on Knife Craftsman Street, it is estimated that few shops would be willing to take this kind of work.
Of course, unless Sister Yuanguo is willing to offer sky-high prices!
Although this kind of work is indeed a little troublesome, but since Chen Fei has already taken over,
will never complain,
Chefs who cherish the knives in their hands are gentle people.
This kind of person, Chen Fei is also full of love and appreciation.
So, this time it’s voluntary labor.
Just when Chen Fei was about to make a sharpener for this knife,
Several black Mercedes-Benz cars drove to Knifesmith Street.
Senzaemon’s figure walked off the front car.
After getting out of the car, Senzaemon slightly tidied up his clothes,
After seeing several bodyguards follow, he pressed his hand:
“The old man can go in by himself.”
“You all wait outside.”
Senzaemon, who was wearing clogs, walked towards Chen Fei’s shop.
He didn’t walk very loudly, because Chen Fei was working hard, so he didn’t notice Senzaemon’s arrival.
Lighting fire, melting powder, beating shapes, casting abrasives,
After the step-by-step process, Chen Fei was also a little tired.
Just rest for a few minutes.
Just when Chen Fei was about to pick up the cup to take a sip of water,
Suddenly Senzaemon’s voice came:
“Young man, are you planning to recast this knife?”
Um?
anyone?
Chen Fei raised his head subconsciously and looked forward.
In the next second, he recognized the person in front of him.
Chen Fei frowned slightly,
Isn’t this Nakiri Senzaemon?
How could he come to his store?
Although he was a little confused, Chen Fei was too lazy to ask:
“no!”
“I have no intention of reforging this knife.”
“Just to give it a new blade…”
Hearing Chen Fei’s answer, Senzaemon smiled slightly:
“Recast the blade?”
“It’s a craftsmanship.”
“Generally, even experienced masters, I am afraid that few can do this well.”
Hearing this, Chen Fei glanced at Senzaemon in surprise:
“Father, do you know how to cast knives?”
old man?
Hearing Chen Fei calling out his name, Senzaemon was stunned.
After so many years, it was the first time he had encountered someone calling him that.
He laughed incredulously, Senzaemon didn’t say much about this matter,
He looked at Chen Fei and replied with a smile:
“I can’t say I understand.”
“I know some very skilled knifesmiths,”
“I’ve been chatting with them for a long time, and I think I know some knife forging craftsmanship more or less.”
“If you want to forge a high-quality kitchen knife, you must start from the selection of materials and molds, and you must pay attention to doing it in one go.”
“The kitchen knife forged in this way will have that natural sense of nature.”
“It will be very handy to use!”
After saying these words, Senzaemon looked at the kitchen knife on the table,
Then he continued to speak:
“It’s this knife, you need to recast the blade.”
“It seems that this knife should have been used for a long time.”
“Through the test of time, the blade has been completely ground.”
“Each foundry has its own unique casting style.”
“The biggest difficulty in re-casting a blade for someone else’s knife is how to make this knife have that natural fit.”
“Through the whole of Japan, the number of swordsmiths who can complete this work perfectly will never exceed the number of palms…”
“I didn’t expect that there would be young people willing to challenge such a thing!”
“So, the old man is really surprised…”*