The next morning, warm sunlight poured through the blurred stained-glass window on Hammer's body.

Hammer stretched beautifully, buried her head in the velvet pillow, and continued to sleep comfortably.

I have to say that the living conditions of Lord Baggins are really good, and even the hammer has fallen a little.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound in her ears.

The rustling seemed to have been there for a long time, but she didn't realize it now.

Hammer immediately opened his apricot eyes in alarm, and grabbed his hammer.

She quickly rolled over from the bed and sat up, only to see Xu Feng sitting on the recliner in front of the window, holding a pen in her hand, writing and drawing on the paper.

Iron Hammer suddenly said in shame, "Are you painting me?" ”

Xu Feng was stunned, "Are you awake?" Exactly ......"

Iron Hammer said angrily: "I treat you as a brother, but I didn't expect you to do such a shameless and obscene thing while I was sleeping!" ”

Xu Feng said with a smile: "What did I do dirty?" I didn't draw you secretly! ”

Hammer said angrily, "Do you dare to show me what you painted?" ”

Xu Feng handed it over without hesitation, "I was just about to show you." ”

Hammer took the painting and looked at it, and then he was stunned.

This is indeed not a portrait of her, but a drawing of a simple machine.

This drawing is crooked, but fortunately, the machinery is not complicated, and it can be seen at a glance.

If the hammer guessed correctly, the simple machine drawn by Xu Feng should be a hand-cranked noodle machine.

“…… You painted something like this in front of me overnight? Hammer didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

Xu Feng smiled: "I have observed, there is no such thing as noodles in Middle-earth, let alone a noodle press, we can use this advantage to make a batch of instant noodles that are easy to carry." ”

"What?" Hammer froze.

"Instant noodles," Xu Feng explained with a smile, "It's the kind of food that can be eaten with hot water." ”

"Food?" Iron Hammer said angrily: "Your instant noodles are the delicacy!" ”

Xu Feng smiled: "I'm used to eating instant noodles, and instant noodles are naturally not food, but when I haven't eaten instant noodles for a long time, I will be a little panicked." ”

Iron Hammer sneered, "There is fish, meat and bread, so I won't eat instant noodles!" ”

Xu Feng smiled: "Okay, okay, you don't eat, I'll eat it myself, right?" You can help me build a noodle press first. ”

Hammer pouted, "No." ”

Xu Feng smiled: "I said in front of the dwarves that you are a master of forging, if you can't even make a noodle machine, it will make the dwarves look down on you." ”

Hammer thought for a moment, "Okay, but you have to prepare the materials for the forging and the place for the forging." ”

There is no blacksmith shop in the Shire area, where hobbits live, and all the iron tools of the hobbits are purchased from the dwarven tribe next to them at a high cost.

Hobbits don't like the sound of tinkling, and they don't like the billowing smoke coming out of the blacksmith's shop.

However, this is not a difficult task for Xu Feng.

Bilbo's yard was large enough to serve as a makeshift blacksmith's shop, and the dwarves of Bilbo's family carried a few pieces of forging equipment with them.

What's more, the noodle pressing machine does not require too complicated processes, and in terms of hammer forging skills, it is not difficult at all.

So the two of them went out of the room, borrowed a few tools from the dwarves, and went out into the street to buy some metal utensils.

Xu Feng also took the opportunity to buy ten bags of fine flour, as well as various vegetables, condiments, dried meat, and so on.

At the time of checkout, Xu Feng reported the name of Bilbo Baggins.

The name was really very useful, and the bosses who sold the things didn't ask for any notes, so they helped Xu Feng transport everything to the bottom hole of Bilbo's bag.

The hammer then lit the fire, and then the parts of the noodle press came to the courtyard with a clang.

The dwarves were drawn to the sound of the fire and the striking iron.

They watched the hammer's skillful iron-striking skills, and they all danced excitedly.

Chili couldn't help but walk up and ask, "Dear Lady Hammer, good morning, may I ask, are you here?" ”

"Strike iron." Hammerhead said without replying.

"I can see that," Chili smiled awkwardly, "I was trying to ask, what are you fighting here?" Do you need my help? I'm still very confident in striking iron. ”

Hammer shook his head, "No, it's just a gadget, give me half an hour, and I'll be able to do it." ”

Chili stole a glance at the drawings in front of the hammer, and his mouth suddenly opened wide in shock.

He had never seen such a strange device.

"What is this?"

"Drawings."

"Well, I was trying to ask, what's on the drawing?"

"Oh, the noodle press."

The words "noodle press machine ......" can be uttered by Qili in every word, but when they are connected, Qili is completely blinded.

Hammer smiled, "When I build it, you'll understand." ”

At this time, Bilbo was lying on the sofa in his living room, and he had fallen asleep from yesterday until now, and in his sleep he had a nightmare in which a large group of dwarves broke into his house, ate all his things, pounded his table, and finally invited him to die with him, and set up a blacksmith shop in his yard, and clanged the iron.

What a nightmare.

Bilbo rubbed his temples, breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly opened his eyes.

Jingle bell, ding bell bell.

Bilbo frowned, why hadn't the sound of striking iron and the laughter of the dwarves gone away even though he had woken up from his nightmare?

He quickly rubbed his eyes and saw that the house was still a mess!

Gandalf was smoking a charr tobacco, sitting across from the couch, smiling at him.

"Are you awake?" Gandalf said with a smile on his face.

Bilbo exclaimed, "What! It's not a dream!? ”

Gandalf smiled: "Haha, of course this is not a dream, I know, this is a very exciting thing for you, one-sixteenth of the wealth of the Lonely Mountain Palace, you know, what does that mean?" Meaning, your wealth will grow fivefold! ”

Bilbo hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, I have enough money!" I don't need to venture anymore! Gandalf, I beg you, you should leave my house with your dwarven brothers, it's a big deal, I've already donated some of the money for you on the road! Oh, and I can donate you a cart of tobacco! Good Shire tobacco! ”

Gandalf laughed, "It would be nice to have a cart of good Charr tobacco, but ...... I'd rather not have tobacco than I want you to participate. ”

Bilbo broke down and asked, "Why?" Why does it have to be me? If you need hobbits, why not go to the other hobbits in the Shire? ”