Surreal Games: I’m An Engineer

"Didn't I miss you?"

Jiang Yang never knew what a face was.

"Fuck, last time you said you were going to use a scalpel to treat diseases and save people, and then I remembered that you haven't graduated yet!"

The old man said to him with a displeased face.

"What's wrong with the students, can't the students cure diseases and save lives?"

Jiang Yang didn't hesitate to turn on the kettle in the shop and fill it up for the old man, and then poured himself a cup.

"Heh, if there is a half-truth in your mouth, I will believe your evil!"

The old man took a sip of warm water to moisten his throat and his voice became louder.

"Hey, don't keep clinging to the past. Today I have a serious business to come to you. Do you want to do big business?"

Jiang Yang picked up the fan and slapped himself a few times, then said to him mysteriously.

"What do you want to do, I will tell you clearly, I never do illegal activities"

The old man immediately became vigilant after hearing his words.

"Is it illegal to strike iron?"

Jiang Yang was amused to see his pretentious expression, obviously he likes to tinker with some weird things.

"Blacksmithing? Why are you blacksmithing? You don't learn well at a young age."

"..."

Jiang Yang was choked to death, and sure enough, in the eyes of the older generation, they couldn't do anything but study well.

"Of course it's life-saving, you don't know, the world is dangerous now, I want to get some peerless weapons to save the common people!"

"..."

This time it was the old man's turn to be speechless, alas, I was so scared.

It is so bizarre when an old indecency meets a small indecent scene.

"Ahem, boy, what are you going to do honestly?"

The old man straightened his face and asked him seriously.

"Forging iron, making weapons, saving lives"

Jiang Yang also answered him with a serious face.

"..."

The old man's face became a little ugly, and he and Jiang Yang had forgotten their friendship.

Jiang Yang lived in a nearby village when he was very young. At that time, he would pass by his shop every day on his way to and from school, and he became familiar with him after coming and going.

In the end, although Jiang Yang moved into the city, he would still come back to visit every now and then.

He has long regarded this kid as his own grandson in his heart. After all, his own grandson is not so diligent in looking at him, although he just walks away with something every time.

"real?"

"real."

The old man asked Jiang Yang again, but the answer he got was still the same.

"cuckoo"

After drinking the warm water in the cup in one gulp, the old man waved to Jiang Yang, then stood up and walked towards the back of the shop.

The front of the store is very simple, just some cutting machines and stainless steel window shelves, which are now needed in both rural and urban areas.

But the back room is different. There are a lot of rusty iron pieces, anvils, hammers, tongs, heating furnaces, and coals.

But the old man couldn't play with these things for a long time, and they were all rusted there.

But it was obvious that these things were not what the old man wanted to show Jiang Yang. After opening the last warehouse, a burst of dust came oncoming.

"cough cough"

“It hasn't been opened in years”

The old man took two steps back and waited until the dust cleared before going in and opening the wooden box inside.

This mysterious energy made Jiang Yang look forward to it.

"click"

As the lock of the box was opened, two old-fashioned handmade muskets appeared in Jiang Yang's eyes.

"Old man~"

"Why, can swords and other things compare to this thing? Come on, let me teach you how to use it!"

The old man said to Jiang Yang solemnly.

"Uh~"

Jiang Yang didn't know what to say for a while,

Although I was a little moved in my heart, but how to put it, it was still weird.

"Look, here is the trigger. When you need to use it, tie it first, then pour the gunpowder into the barrel, and then put the steel ball in it to hold it tight. Hold it up like this, hehe, if there is that bastard who doesn't have eyes Aim at it and give him a shuttle!"

At this time, the old man obviously didn't see Jiang Yang's expression, and was immersed in the joy of guns.

It took him a while to realize that Jiang Yang didn't seem to be that interested.

"What's wrong? Think my gun is too earthy?"

The old man stared immediately.

Seeing that he was furious, Jiang Yang quickly said: "No, no, it's too much noise. The place I'm going to is that kind of villain's den. Don't shoot anyone! Otherwise, you will be besieged!"

"Hmph, it's fine if you don't like it"

The old man's expression softened a lot after hearing this, but he was not interested in continuing the introduction.

"Where is it, haven't you played with me before, what kind of wild boars, bears, they are all dead souls of your old gun!"

"What is blowing! I still have wild boar teeth!"

Jiang Yang immediately changed his words:

"Yes, yes, you are always right, I am talking too fast"

"I'm here, I just want to do something with you"

Then he stated his purpose.

"Make something, what, let's talk about it first, the root cause of my illness when I was young can't be ironed out"

"It's okay, how can I let you do it! I have someone!"

"Who is it?"

the old man turned to him and asked.

"Jiang Yang, are you in there?"

Suddenly Ponton's voice came from outside the shop.

"This is not coming!"

Jiang Yang frowned at the old man.

"Inside, come in!"

Soon, Ponton, who was wearing short sleeves and sweating profusely, came in.

"Well, this body has strength!"

"Hmph, puffiness!"

Ponton, who had just entered the door, immediately received the most appropriate two-word comment.

"Jiang Yang, what are you doing here? I still have something I haven't returned to you?"

Pang Dun didn't know he was talking about, so he spoke to Jiang Yang.

"Strike the iron, why is it difficult to use the kitchen knife?"

Jiang Yang was a little puzzled, he wasn't so stingy enough to think about even a kitchen knife.

"No, you don't know. I saw it yesterday. There was a seller of metal knives and forks in the post. The good guy actually paid by the gram. This big kitchen knife is worth tens of thousands of dollars! I don't want that. !"

Pang Dun walked to Jiang Yang and whispered.

Isn't this yourself?

Jiang Yang was speechless for a moment, is there such a thing as enthusiasm?

"Okay, do you have props now or what? You can use them if you want to use them, and you can give them to me if you find other props later!"

Jiang Yang has no interest in kitchen knives at all. He now remembers that it was okay to slash at the body of the ecstasy.

"Oh, well, when I find a better one, I will return you a better one."

Thinking that his own life was not guaranteed, Ponton finally decided to use it first.

"What are you two talking about, come here"

On the other side, the old man became a little impatient seeing the two whispering.

"We're discussing plans"

Jiang Yang hurried over, and he had to rely on this old man later.

"These things, the hammer, the anvil, the stove, the carbon, the pliers, the hacksaw, and the cutting machine are in front, and you have to take them by yourself"

"Forging iron is not an easy job. If you want to smelt iron, you have to buy another furnace."

The old man is very familiar with these things, he is also an old blacksmith after all.

Although the modern technology is not clear, the basic principles are the same.