Early the next morning, Yuan Fang and Yang Xing said goodbye and returned to the hospital, not to mention that the people in the dart bureau were noisy and neighing, not to mention, the dart bureau was preparing to open Mo Zhiyuan was very busy, and he didn't have time to accompany them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the afternoon, when Yuan Fangzheng and Yang Xing were discussing what to give a congratulatory gift, Ren Fei came back with a bang, and brought back a good news, Yu Old Man's apprentice has won the true inheritance of his teacher, and his craftsmanship is not worse than that of Old Man, and he also brought back a few samples, the quality and workmanship are first-class.

Qin Cao came back from the clinic, and when he saw Yuan Fang coming back, he ordered Xiao Qi to find someone, and then dragged Yuan Fang to the backyard to check and study the layout and purpose of the new house.

In this regard, Yuan Fang had already imagined that since the place here was large enough, he would simply get a suite, a separate room for disinfection and making distilled water, and then pick a well-lit drying cotton wool, and the rest would be used as a storage room and laboratory for medicines.

With the scientific and technological conditions of this world, the laboratory can be completely omitted, but Yuan Fang kept it with ulterior motives, anyway, whether he was studying drugs or sleeping in it, or peeping or something, it depended on his own wishes.

Soon, Xiao Qi asked a lot of neighbors to help, including those who specialize in construction, after listening to Yuan Fang's request, he said that there was no difficulty, and suggested digging a cellar to expand the available space, Yuan Fang's eyes lit up, if there was a basement, it would be better, warm in winter and cool in summer, it was perfect for storing ordinary medicines.

Just do it, under the command of the foreman, everyone worked together to break the ground and open a pit, Yang Xing and Yan Meng bought the tools and materials needed, Xiaomei and Xiaoqi were responsible for meals and warm water, Qin Cao and Song Yun and Xiaomei took care of the medical hall, Ren Fei went to Luoxia Village again, and customized more glassware of uniform specifications according to Yuan Fang's requirements, but Yuan Fang became an idler, while pointing indiscriminately in the backyard, he secretly glanced at Damei's room from time to time, and it is estimated that if the door is not locked, this goods may sneak in.

Yang Xing's silver is not much, plus Yuan Fang's sponsorship, there is no problem in building a house, but the money in his pocket is getting less and less, Yuan Fang is a little anxious, squatting on the side and thinking about how to get some silver.

While thinking about it and thinking about it, Xiao Qi came to Yuan Fang, saying that there was someone outside, and Yuan Fang didn't seem to have any acquaintances here except Mo Zhiyuan, and the others were people from the medical hall.

Coming to the front yard with doubts, a childish young man stood in the yard with some restraint, saw Yuan Fang coming, hurriedly took out a wooden box the size of an inkstone from his arms and said: "Doctor Yuan, your customized knife master has been ready, you look at it and see if it is suitable." Yuan Fang felt that the young man was a little familiar, and he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while, and when he heard him say this, he suddenly realized that he was the apprentice of the weapon master.

Opening the wooden box, there were two delicate and small blades lying on the flannel, which exuded a silvery-white luster, and the shape was no different from Yuan Fang's request.

Using his thumb and index finger to pinch one of the blades, he gently scraped it on the back of his other hand, the blade was sharp, with a hint of chill, Yuan Fang nodded with satisfaction: "Well, yes, you wait first, I'll try the effect." With that, he turned around and ran into the kitchen, Xiao Qi didn't know why, so he followed in, leaving the young man alone in the yard at a loss.

In the kitchen, Da Mei was busy preparing dinner, and so many people came to help with dinner, so naturally it couldn't be too shabby, so meat was naturally indispensable.

As soon as Yuan Fang entered the door, he asked, "Damei, is there any pork?" Preferably with skin. ”

Da Mei saw that Yuan Fang was looking for pork as soon as he entered the door, and he didn't know what he was going to do, so he pointed to the dining table: "There is one on the table." ”

Yuan Fang walked to the dining table in a few steps, looked down, and sure enough, there was a big bowl of steaming braised pork on the table, and each piece was even with belt meat. Yuan Fang rolled his eyes and died of depression: "Da Mei, I want raw meat, not cooked." ”

Da Mei was confused, wiped her hands on her apron, and wondered, "What do you want raw meat for?" ”

Yuan Fang raised the blade in his hand: "Try the knife and see if it's sharp enough." ”

Da Mei suddenly rolled her eyes, picked up a piece of meat the size of a football from the vat in the corner of the wall and handed it to Yuan Fang: "Are these enough?" ”

Yuan Fanglian nodded: "Enough, enough." "Take the pork and put it on the cutting board, skin side up.

Xiao Qi's eyes widened and said, "Brother Yuan, can such a small knife cut it?" It took a lot of effort to make the braised pork pieces of meat, Sister Da Mei. ”

Yuan Fang smiled: "Whether the knife is fast or not (fast: sharp) cannot be measured by the size, you can see it." As he spoke, he pinched the blade with two fingers and slashed hard at the skin of the flesh, without the slightest hindrance, and the skin of the flesh was neatly cut along with the meat cut by the tip of the knife, and the incision was smooth and neat.

Xiao Qi grew his mouth in surprise, his eyes were full of shock, and he looked at the small blade in Yuan Fang's hand like a goose, his face full of disbelief.

Da Mei was also shocked, and leaned over to carefully look at the small blade in Yuan Fang's hand and asked curiously: "What is this made of, so fast (sharp)." Yuan Fang lowered his head to observe the blade carefully, and Da Mei and Da Mei were almost head to head, but no one noticed that this action was a little ambiguous.

Yuan Fang observed the blade intently, and replied absentmindedly: "This is a scalpel blade, well, the sharpness is enough, I just don't know ......" Speaking of this, he subconsciously sniffled: "What smell, so fragrant." After speaking, he lifted it and found that Da Mei was close at hand.

Da Mei also found out that something was wrong, and took a step back in a little panic, her face flushed with shame, and she glared at Yuan Fang fiercely.

Yuan Fang is depressed, is it good that you came over by yourself, and it is not that I took the initiative to insult you, woman, what an unreasonable creature.

Da Mei reluctantly glanced at the blade in Yuan Fang's hand, beckoned Xiao Qi and said, "Go and clean up those potatoes, there are many people today, you have to prepare more food." Xiao Qi sighed, walked to the stove and cleaned up the potatoes step by step, his eyes looked at Yuan Fang from time to time, especially the beautiful knife in his hand.

Yuan Fang smiled at Da Mei, turned around to face the direction of the door, and pinched the ends of the blade with the thumb and index finger of both hands, and twisted it vigorously at the same time to test the toughness of the blade, especially the position of the card slot where the second half is linked to the handle.

Yuan Fang was quite satisfied with the results of the inspection, put the two blades into the box, strode out of the kitchen, looked at the young man with a smile and said with emotion: "A master is a master, and the craftsmanship is not said, yes, I am very satisfied." ”

The young man was not surprised by this, he was quite confident in the master's craftsmanship: "Doctor Yuan, since this is the case, is it not according to the previous agreement to continue to build the remaining blades?" ”

Yuan Fang pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "Let's wait and talk, this thing still has a handle, I don't know if it's done now, wait for me to take a look, I have to try whether the handle and the blade can be docked, if so, the blade will continue to do according to this standard, if not, you have to adjust it slightly." ”

The young man seemed to understand and said, "Then I'll go back first." ”

Yuan Fang waved his hand: "I still have something to do here, so I won't send it, little brother go slowly." With that, he turned and walked to the kitchen.

The young man was dumbfounded, and he stopped talking, seeing that Yuan Fang was really leaving, he couldn't help but speak: "Doctor Yuan stays." ”

Yuan Fang turned around and looked at the young man in confusion: "Something?" ”

The young man's expression changed, and he struggled for a long time before he made up his mind, and said, "That, did that settle the money for these two blades first?" ”

Yuan Fang was stunned, and then slapped his forehead: "Look at my memory, I almost forgot, little brother, forgive me, how much money is missing you?" ”

The young man breathed a sigh of relief: "You paid a deposit of 500 wen before, and these two blades are 800 wen, you can give me another 300 wen." ”

Yuan Fang nodded: "Wait a minute, I'll go get the money." After speaking, he ran back to the room and took out a string of copper coins and handed it to the young man: "You count, it should be a lot." ”

The young man smiled open-mindedly: "Don't count, I can trust Dr. Yuan." ”

Yuan Fang rolled his eyes and said: "I can't trust myself, you better count, these are what others found me, and I haven't counted them, let's count them in person, otherwise if you go back and find that there is less, I won't admit it." ”

The young man smiled awkwardly, counted the copper coins, and said with a smile after confirming that it was correct, "The number is correct." By the way, Dr. Yuan, the master said, if you still want to make such a blade, the price can be more discounted. ”

Yuan Fang blinked his eyes, pointed at the young man and shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You kid is slippery enough, you didn't say it at first, and now tell me, are you afraid that I will find someone else to do it?" Okay, let your master rest assured, I'll go to him in two days to discuss. The boy scratched his head embarrassedly, smiled awkwardly and left.

Yuan Fang looked at the box in his hand, and beckoned to Song Yun, who happened to come out of the consultation room, "Xiao Song, are you busy?" ”

Song Yun shook his head: "There are no patients now, so I'm not busy." ”

Yuan Fang pointed in the direction of the backyard: "Then you go to the back to help take a look at it for a while, and I'll go out." Song Yun nodded happily in agreement.

Yuan Fang was about to go out, and Xiaomei, who was about to help in the kitchen, asked curiously: "Brother Yuan, where are you going?" ”

Yuan Fang shook the box in his hand: "The scalpel blade is ready, I'll go to Blacksmith Zhao to see if the handle is done, do you want to go and see if it's done?" Xiaomei looked at the kitchen, then at the box in Yuan Fang's hand, nodded, and tiptoed to the gate of the medical hall, only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Yuan Fang smiled: "Why are you like a thief." ”

Xiaomei stuck out her tongue: "If my sister finds out that I went out with you again, I will be scolded." ”

Yuan Fang's face was depressed: "Why? Where can I still eat you? ”

Xiaomei hurriedly waved her hand and explained: "No, no, my sister is afraid that you will spend money again." ”

Yuan Fang rolled his eyes and said, "Don't listen to your sister, it doesn't matter if you spend money or not, let's go." ”

Without saying anything all the way, the two came to the blacksmith shop, which was still busy and in full swing.

Blacksmith Zhao saw Yuan Fang and Xiaomei coming, and greeted him with a smile on his face: "Doctor Yuan, Miss Xiaomei, why are you free to come to me today?" ”

Yuan Fang smiled angrily and scolded: "Don't be weird, I don't have the time to talk nonsense with you, by the way, did the handle of the knife be made?" ”

Blacksmith Zhao said with a bitter face: "Don't mention it, I have suffered a big loss, the handle of the knife looks nothing difficult, but when I really started it, I found that the place of the card seat was too troublesome, and the smallest iron cone could not be stretched in, so I could only grind it little by little with a fine file, and you can see that my fingers are grinding out of the cocoon." ”

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