ebookslot Chapter 126 Leng Rui Is Worried
Chapter 126 Leng Rui Is Worried
After several days of tanning, the snapping turtle skin has been hoisted out of the boat and laid on a wooden board on the ground, nailed with a row of large iron nails around it to prevent the leather from shrinking when it dries.
After two days of drying, the leather is basically dry. The next step is softening.
The freshly dried leather is as hard as a steel plate due to the rigid winding of the fibers.
Leng Rui took a small wooden basin, filled it with water, held a broom in one hand, dipped it in water, and sprinkled it on the leather lightly.
After waiting for another half day, when the water was absorbed by the leather and the leather became a little damp, Leng Rui picked up a wooden hammer and began to beat the leather continuously.
The strength of this percussion is very particular. If the strength is too high, the fibers will be broken and the leather surface will be cracked. If the strength is small, it will take a lot of time and energy.
The leather used to make leather armor should be light, soft and extremely strong.
Compared with cowhide, the skin of snapping turtles is much thinner, but Leng Rui has tested its firmness, and it is almost impossible to cut it with a knife, which is much better than cowhide.
In particular, the rows of protruding bone pillars on the snapping turtle's back are extremely hard, and when struck, there is a sound of gold and stone.
He must first make the snapping turtle skin soft, otherwise he cannot wear it.
With Internal Energy in his hands, he beat the snapping turtle skin with a wooden hammer. Leng Rui was still very careful at the beginning, just beating lightly, and did not dare to use too much Internal Energy.
What he needs now is to shake the fibers inside the snapping turtle skin so that they are no longer entangled.
Therefore, he controls the Internal Energy, and once it touches the leather surface, it disperses in all directions, causing vibrations between the fibers, and gradually separating the intertwined fibers.
This is quite demanding for the use of Internal Energy. Leng Rui focused all his attention on the leather, and felt the force spread with his heart every time he hit it.
It is easy to punch a hole in the skin of the snapping turtle with a hammer, but it is very difficult to spread the Internal Energy like water ripples.
Leng Rui calmed down, beat over and over again, experienced over and over again, tirelessly.
He didn't find it boring at all, on the contrary, he was immersed in it, with a kind of fun of exploration and a sense of accomplishment.
Back then, as a top student, he also spent his study life in this way.
Dahu and the others surrounded him, watching with their eyes and feeling in their minds, they were all learning Leng Rui's method of using Internal Energy.
Many people in Zhangmu Village were also watching, and they didn't see anything interesting.
What is this for? Take a small wooden hammer and hit it here and there, and the few people next to it are still watching it with gusto.
"What a few weirdos!" This was the first feeling of the villagers.
"Boom! Boom!" The beating sound was monotonous and non-stop.
Duan and the others also slowly immersed themselves in it, following the rhythm of the percussion, controlling the movement of the internal force in the body one by one.
The stiff snapping turtle skin slowly began to swell, and some lines appeared. It was no longer lifeless, but had a feeling of being alive.
Seeing it, the skin of the snapping turtle became supple and compliant, sticking to the board like a thick cloth.
The sharp-eyed villagers found that every time Leng Rui tapped, with the wooden hammer falling as the center, the leather would ripple in circles and disperse happily in all directions.
"This is amazing! How did he do it?" The villagers all had a big question mark in their hearts, watching nervously, not even daring to breathe.
Leng Rui's movements did not change, and the ripples on the leather became more and more obvious, as if what he was hitting was not a piece of hard leather, but a puddle of clear water.
"It's done!" Leng Rui put down the wooden hammer and smiled knowingly.
He stretched out his right hand, gently grasped the skin of the snapping turtle, pinched a piece, and lifted it lightly.
Like a piece of soft cloth, the skin of the snapping turtle was picked up.
Falling hands, good sagging, plump and soft.
This is the most intuitive feeling for Leng Rui.
"Eldest brother, try it too!" Leng Rui said with a smile.
Dahu and the others didn't say anything, they had already seen the way, and they were already eager to try.
All of a sudden, there was a tinkling sound.
Listen, listen, Leng Rui felt something was wrong, such chaotic knocking sounds would interfere with each other, and everyone couldn't concentrate.
He quietly stretched out his soul power, covering Duo and the others.
"Follow my rhythm!" He sent out a divine thought.
"One, two, knock! Scatter! One, two, knock! Scatter!..."
Just like the boatman's chant, gradually, the percussion sound became consistent, and everyone had experience and understanding in their hearts. ...
Since several people practiced the same Cultivation Technique and took the same keel, it was easy for the knocking sounds of several people to resonate.
With Leng Rui at the center, the Internal Energy of the seven people came together without any conflict, forming a huge ripple.
The powerful and soothing force acts on the skin of the snapping turtle one by one. The crocodile turtle skin is like a boat in the sea, undulating up and down, trembling constantly.
The surrounding villagers also felt a little strange. The ground under their feet seemed to be a little unstable, undulating like waves.
"What's the matter? Earthquake or tsunami?" Many people showed fear on their faces.
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After the skin of the snapping turtle is vibrated and softened, the next most important step is to polish the bone pillar.
The bone pillar protrudes more than an inch high, and it is quite labor-intensive to polish it smooth.
"Little hero, are you going to polish this bone pillar?" Wu Ye, who had been following him for a few days, asked.
"Yes!" Leng Rui said with a smile.
"It takes a lot of work! I heard that it takes three years for a craftsman to process a piece of skin, and most of the time is spent polishing the bone pillar." Fifth Master said.
"It's really time-consuming!" Leng Rui understood why the snapping turtle leather armor was so expensive. In addition to the good material itself, the labor is also incredible.
A tool used to polish the bone column is called a "grinding pot". In fact, a drum-shaped steel sleeve is put on a wooden stick, and then abrasive materials are placed on the bone column, and the grinding pot is used to grind slowly.
The abrasive is Vajra sand mixed with green brick foam and water to make a paste, and then spread on the bone pillar.
This job is a bit difficult, Leng Rui looked a little worried.
He began to miss that technological place. When the electric switch was turned on, after a sharp scream from the angle grinder or polishing machine, everything was ground and polished.
But here, it can only rely on manpower.
How many knives should be cut first with a wooden dagger? Or etch it with acid from a wax bag?
But there were too many people around, and he didn't want to be too conspicuous.
So, he picked up the grinding pot, smiled at Dahu and the others and said, "Elder brother, let's start!"
Duo and the others followed Leng Rui's example, smearing abrasives, picking up the grinding pot, and watching Leng Rui's movements.
Leng Rui knew that, relying on physical strength alone, it might really take three years for a piece of skin to be finished as Wu Ye said.
He held his breath quietly, and the Internal Energy in his body began to concentrate on the steel sleeve of the grinding pot.
As soon as the hand was hard, the grinding pan began to rub back and forth on the bone pillar.
There was no ear-piercing sound, and seeing a puff of green smoke rising from the bone pillar, a small pit had already appeared.
Leng Rui quickly grabbed another handful of abrasives and gently wiped the small pit.
The temperature was so high that white steam rose up.
"F*ck! This is more powerful than a grinder!" Leng Rui secretly exclaimed.
Thinking in my heart, the movement of the hands did not stop, all the internal energy was concentrated at one point, and where the steel sleeve passed, the bone meal fell straight down, accompanied by green smoke and a burnt smell.
The people around were all dumbfounded now, they knew how hard the bone pillars on this snapping turtle were.
But now in Leng Rui's hands, it seems that it has no hardness at all, and a layer has been worn away in an instant.
"Brother Leng is terrible!" Wang Damao felt a little nervous.
"What's the origin of these people?" Wu Fengyan was also spinning in her heart.
"This, this, this..." Fifth Master was too surprised to speak.
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