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In Li Nan's Small Buildings, A Fei's surgery had been completed, and Fatty and Lin Hai's injuries had also been treated, so they were basically fine.
Li Nan personally sent the three brothers back and instructed, "Take good care of your injuries; there will be times when we need you in the future!"
Fatty grinned widely and said, "Whenever you need me on the battlefield, I won't hesitate!"
Li Nan patted their shoulders and chuckled, "Just hearing that is enough!"
A Fei was the most seriously injured and probably wouldn't be able to get off the ground for at least a month, while Fatty and Lin Hai's injuries were lighter, but they still needed a week or so to recover.
After sending them off, the sun had already set. Li Nan looked up and felt a wave of fatigue wash over him, so he decided to go upstairs to rest.
Before Li Nan could reach the stairs, a series of heavy footsteps echoed from outside.
At that moment, Mo Xiaohui was downstairs and saw an old man with white hair trying to come in. She approached him and asked, "Old Man, what are you doing?"
The old man looked up at the young woman in front of him and then glanced at the Small Buildings before saying, "Isn't this Li Nan's residence?"
Mo Xiaohui nodded, "Brother Nan lives here. Are you looking for him?"
Just as Mo Xiaohui was about to refuse entry to the old man, Li Nan stepped down the stairs and called out, "Oh, it's Qin Old Man!"
The old man was the blacksmith who had previously introduced himself as Qin Old Man. Out of respect for his age, Li Nan referred to him as Qin Old Man.
Seeing that Li Nan recognized the elderly man, Mo Xiaohui smiled and said, "I was rude; I thought..."
Qin Old Man laughed heartily and said, "It's fine, it's fine. This girl is quite beautiful; is she Brother Li Nan's wife?"
Hearing this, Mo Xiaohui couldn't help but blush slightly, while Li Nan responded, "Old Man Qin's eyes are quite sharp; he can see this!"
Old Man Qin chuckled, "A talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven, is indeed a good marriage!"
Upon hearing Li Nan acknowledge her identity, Mo Xiaohui felt even more delighted and immediately embraced Old Man Qin.
Li Nan moved closer to Old Man Qin and gestured for him to sit on the sofa, then instructed Mo Xiaohui to brew a pot of tea.
Li Nan handed a cup of tea to Old Man Qin and said, "Dad, what brings you here? At your age, I should be the one visiting you!"
Old Man Qin took the tea, sniffed it, and replied, "I can't get used to tea; plain water will do. The reason I came here today is that I have something to discuss..."
At this moment, Li Nan's expression turned difficult. "Dad, about the High-Strength Titanium Alloy Metal matter, let's hold off for now. I haven't managed to get the raw materials, so let's just forget our previous agreement!"
Hearing this, Old Man Qin said, "How can we just forget it? I was just about to tell you that I have some leads on the High-Strength Titanium Alloy Metal!"
Upon hearing this, Li Nan became interested. "What's going on? Dad, please tell me more!"
Old Man Qin smiled and said, "Now that I think about it, when that wealthy businessman came to me years ago to forge the High-Strength Titanium Alloy Metal, I kept half of the raw materials for myself. It just occurred to me now; you could say I'm getting old and forgetful!"
Li Nan's eyes lit up; the saying "what you seek is right under your feet" seemed fitting in this situation.
Li Nan continued to ask, "So where is the leftover High-Strength Titanium Alloy Metal? Can we still find it?"
Old Man Qin nodded. "That stuff is under the bed in my old house. I remembered it around noon today but couldn't reach you, so I could only tell your subordinate, that Long-Faced Man. He should have already sent someone to retrieve it!"
Just as they were speaking, several men with heavy footsteps entered the Small Buildings, and the leader among them was the Long-Faced Man.
Upon seeing Li Nan and Qin Old Man, the Long-Faced Man immediately said, "I've brought back the items with my brothers. Please take a look, Brother Nan!"
Li Nan noticed that the Long-Faced Man was holding an old willow wood box, so he took it over. It felt quite heavy, which made things a bit difficult for the Long-Faced Man and his companions.
"What’s the situation?" Li Nan asked the Long-Faced Man, who smiled and replied, "It's nothing much. Qin Old Man's old house is in the old residential building downtown. It was mostly occupied by some elderly people living alone. After they turned into Zombies, they couldn't move well, so retrieving this item wasn't too hard!"
"Well done!" Li Nan thought to himself as he opened the willow wood box. Inside were many old clothes, and at the very bottom was something wrapped in old newspapers, about the size of a watermelon.
Li Nan asked Qin Old Man, "Is this the item?"
Qin Old Man, being quite old himself, seemed to have a poor memory and couldn't recall clearly. However, after Li Nan tore off the wrapping of the old newspaper, Qin Old Man nodded and said, "That's it!"
The surrounding men, including the Long-Faced Man, looked at the item in Li Nan's hand. It was square-shaped, gray with a hint of black, and didn't appear to be anything valuable. However, it was clear that Li Nan placed great importance on it.
Li Nan smiled and said, "Brother Long-Faced Man, I’ll remember this contribution!"
The Long-Faced Man grinned and asked, "What exactly is this thing? Why does Brother Nan go to such lengths to find it?"
"This item is worthless in my hands, but in Qin Old Man's hands, it's priceless treasure. Isn't that right, Qin Old Man?" Li Nan turned to Qin Old Man, who smiled and replied, "You're flattering me. A good horse deserves a good saddle; a hero deserves a treasured sword. This good item can only reach its full potential in the hands of a true hero!"
The Long-Faced Man was confused by the riddle-like conversation between Li Nan and Qin Old Man, but he didn’t want to delve too deeply into it. He immediately took his leave, saying, "It's getting late; I’ll take these brothers out for a meal!"
With a smile, Li Nan replied, "Let’s have a nice dinner tonight; it’s on me!"
As they spoke, the Long-Faced Man and a few others retreated, while Li Nan, seeing the High-Strength Titanium Alloy Metal, happily remarked, "I wonder what kind of shape this metal will take in my father's hands?"
Qin Old Man examined the size of the metal and thought to himself, "Given its dimensions and weight, it might not be enough for everyone, but we can definitely forge a sword!"
Compared to swords, which are too delicate and lack strength suitable for scholars and refined individuals, knives tend to be more rugged and are commonly used by ordinary villagers. This is something often mentioned in the works of Jin Yong and Gu Long. However, in reality, swords are usually for appreciation rather than practical use; knives are what people typically use in daily life. Li Nan was no exception and said, "Let's forge a Cleaver, about sixty centimeters long, with a thick blade and wide back—that should suffice!"
Li Nan recalled the Cleaver he used in the High-Tech Park; its size was just right and quite comfortable to handle. So he described it to Qin Old Man.
After some consideration, Qin Old Man gestured over the piece of metal and said, "Based on your dimensions, forging a Cleaver will definitely be no problem, and there will even be some leftover scraps!"
Qin Old Man's words aligned well with Li Nan's thoughts. "That would be best! I also want to ask you to help me forge a few Arrows. Is that difficult?"
Qin Old Man readily agreed, saying, "No problem at all! It will just take some effort!"
Li Nan then asked, "How long will it take to forge the Cleaver and those Arrows?"
"Three days should be enough!" Qin Old Man weighed the metal block and added, "I'll get started on it right away!"
Although the High-Strength Titanium Alloy Metal looked only the size of a watermelon, it was certainly heavy—at least around a hundred pounds. Li Nan held it in his hands and said, "Qin Old Man, I'll deliver this to you. By the way, there's no need to rush; as long as you can make it work, that's fine!"
Qin Old Man laughed heartily, saying, "I can't sit still! After a lifetime of hard work, I've developed this habit—I just can't relax!"
Many people do not agree with the values of older generations, but at that moment, Li Nan truly felt that this diligent and pragmatic attitude towards life is humanity's most precious trait. Many younger individuals lack this quality; those who grew up in sheltered environments simply cannot withstand the harsh realities of this world. The future hope for humanity seems uncertain!
As they spoke, Li Nan had already escorted Qin Old Man back to his workshop.
The workplace of Old Man Qin was quite simple, with a small roof made of a few pieces of plywood. Below it sat a large pot, a bellows, and several earthen stoves made of yellow clay, making it seem like a small workshop.
Seeing this, Li Nan expressed doubt, "Can this really forge that titanium alloy?"
Old Man Qin smiled and said, "Don't be fooled by my humble setup; it's all craftsmanship passed down from our ancestors, very reliable! Do you know about the Simuwu Ding from the Western Zhou? Such a large piece, even with today's high-tech methods, might not be able to forge it. But our ancestors could do it!"
Li Nan gave a thumbs up and said to Old Man Qin, "Our Chinese ancestors had wisdom and strength beyond compare. However, in our generations, it has somewhat declined. But don't worry, we descendants of Huaxia will rise again!"
Old Man Qin laughed heartily, "Good! But I won't be able to see it; it will be up to you young people!"
As they spoke, Old Man Qin noticed that one of the stoves had gone out. He immediately shouted towards a small iron shed behind him, "Langzi, are you slacking off again?"
Hearing Old Man Qin's words, Li Nan was surprised and asked, "Is there someone else here?"
At that moment, a weak figure emerged from the small iron shed, rubbing his eyes tiredly. Old Man Qin explained, "This is my little grandson, Qin Lang!"
(A small hint is buried here: the descendants of Huaxia will stand tall among the nations!)
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