Chapter 960: Hehe~ We brought our own bedding~

Uncle Shen Xingpei frowned, staring at the piece of meteoric iron that Qin Feng and Reba had brought.

He answered with perfect honesty: "Because I had no prior experience, I didn't know whether it might go sideways."

Qin Feng: o. …

Reba: o

Livestream audience:...

That said.

Uncle Shen's perfectly honest answer just now.

made the livestream's meme-loving viewers overturn their fixed impression of a 'master.'

After all~

In the eyes of the seasoned netizens.

masters of all trades and professions usually carry a certain 'venerable and prestigious' air.

Whether that air is actually put on or not.

it absolutely has to be there.

A string of beads around the neck, a bracelet or walnuts being rolled in the hand.

But none of that was present on Uncle Shen.

Even the cup he drank tea from.

was a plain white ceramic mug with a lid.

There were red characters on it, but they were already mottled and unreadable.

The whole vibe is down-to-earth!

Whether it was the meteoric-iron sword, whose strength was less practical than modern precisely-proportioned steel.

or the fact that he simply didn't have much experience forging swords from meteoric iron.

both made the young couple and the livestream viewers.

look at Uncle Shen with newfound respect.

Qin Feng said: "This piece of meteoric iron is quite limited in weight, so probably only half of it can be used."

Reba picked up the thread and added: "So even if it goes sideways~ we can still try one more time!"

Qin Feng teased: "Listen to what you're saying—Uncle Shen only said he had no experience out of modesty; there's no way it can fail." Reba's expression: 【kitty dumbfounded】~

Good lord!

Just hearing what Qin Feng said earlier.

shouldn't it have meant this?

Even if it failed.

there'd still be material left.

and there'd still be a chance to try again~

Who would have thought.

he hadn't meant that at all.

leaving Reba instantly awkward~

Qin Feng went on: "As for the remaining meteoric iron, if Uncle Shen would like to keep it..."

Originally~

what Qin Feng had wanted to say was~

that part of it could be given to Uncle Shen to offset the 'handcraft fee' for forging the sword.

Who would have thought.

Shen Xingpei instead said: "I'll buy it at the market price when the time comes."

The moment the words fell.

Uncle Shen shook his head and said: "This stuff doesn't have any fixed market price."

Qin Feng picked up the thread with a smile: "Then let's go by the friends' price."

Uncle Shen waved his hand and said: "Now's not the time to talk about this—let's discuss it after tomorrow."

After all.

it was already getting late today.

If they got up early tomorrow, one day might just be enough to forge the meteoric-iron sword Qin Feng wanted.

Uncle Shen continued: "Just happens that tonight I'll think over the design of this sword."

Then, he said to Qin Feng: "If you, Xiao Qin, have any good ideas, let's discuss them together."

"I'll arrange a place for you to stay first, then treat you to a drink."

Qin Feng declined with a smile: "We have a place to stay, and tonight we'd like to try the local snacks."

He added: "After the sword is forged tomorrow, we'll treat Uncle Shen to a meal."

Reba chimed in: "We brought our own bedding~"

The young couple's back-and-forth.

left Uncle Shen Xingpei rather puzzled.

Who travels with their own bedding?

But then again.

young people have their own ideas.

Uncle Shen Xingpei didn't say anything more about it.

However, just at that moment.

The courtyard door was knocked upon.

"Brother Feng~ Brother Feng~ I'm here to support you!"

Hearing the sound from outside the courtyard.

Reba's delicate brows furrowed slightly; she looked at Qin Feng and said, "This voice sounds so familiar."