Chapter 418

"It's really worthless! The second child sees it first!"

The old uncle looked at the three white-haired old men with red faces and red ears, and his beards jumped for a while, and he was really angry with these three incompetent old people.

"Oh!"

The third brother snorted reluctantly, but still reluctantly handed the sword to the second brother Shi Suzheng, who was impatient.

"Lai Master Di, please take a seat, I'll make you laugh!"

The old uncle asked Di Ping to sit down a little embarrassedly.

Now he has even changed his name. He is no longer called Di Ping's little friend, but is called a master. These heritage craftsmen are the most recognized criteria for those who are skilled in the industry. Di Ping can create such a weapon, it is conceivable Knowing what level this casting skill has reached, being a master has somewhat lowered Di Ping's status. Although he is young, he doesn't dare to call himself an elder. There is still some respect that he should have.

"Old uncle, this is the younger generation! You can still call me Xiao Di or Di Ping. I really can't sit still like you!"

Di Ping looked embarrassed, and hurriedly shook his head and waved his hand, calling himself Master. Isn't that a joke?

It is really unbearable to be called by an elder like this, not to mention that I am ashamed of it? What kind of master are you? If you were a master, would you still come here? So this title is definitely not acceptable.

"Haha! That's good! That old man will be big and call him Xiao Di!"

The old man saw that Di Ping's firm attitude did not seem like a fake, so he stopped insisting, and changed his words with a laugh, but he stopped calling Xiaoyou, and changed to a closer Xiao Di.

"Xiao Di, if you shouldn't ask, where did you learn this knife-making craftsmanship?"

The old uncle suddenly leaned over and asked with an embarrassed expression.

He knew that it was inappropriate to ask others to inherit, but he couldn't help it, so he could only ask shamelessly.

"Uncle, it's not that I don't tell you, as long as you are old at my base, you will understand!"

Di Pingping was embarrassed, he pondered for a while before saying, he can't tell him that he has to study in the base system workshop, right?

"Oh I see!"

The old uncle retracted his eager gaze slightly disappointed, and the two fell silent.

"Ding...."

A sudden soft sound made the two who fell into silence look up at the same time.

"Good knife! Really good knife! Too sharp?"

I saw Shi Su holding the knife and shouting excitedly, his face flushed with excitement, while the third uncle, Shi Suli, was holding a dagger that was broken in two, and the ground was still half-hearted. The tip of the knife, it seems that they are using a dagger to test the sharpness of the knife.

"Why are you so reckless, second child, what should you do if you hurt the blade?"

Seeing this scene, the old uncle's face sank, and he shouted in a low voice.

"Uncle, don't you see that this blade has nothing to do with it! What material is it made of, it's too sharp? And it's too heavy, you've never seen this kind of material before?"

Shi Suzheng didn't care about his uncle's anger at all, but said anxiously with excitement, his eyes seemed to be sucked into the knife and couldn't be pulled out.

"Okay, how can you be so reckless when your hair is all white and you are about to meet your great-grandson!"

The old uncle scolded the old man angrily, then turned his face to look at Di Ping and said, "Xiao Di, look at this...?"

"It's okay, old uncle, a few elders are happy to try it out, this knife is still very strong and not so easy to break!"

Di Ping smiled slightly and waved his hands indifferently.

"Second brother, let me see!"

Regardless of whether the old uncle was really angry or fake, the three old men completely ignored it at this time, and their minds were all on the battle knife.

"Xiao Di made you laugh!"

When the old uncle saw it, he immediately lost his temper. He looked helplessly at the three white-haired old men who were scrambled into a ball, and had to give Di Ping a wry smile.

"Old uncle, it's okay, the three seniors are also happy to see the hunt, which is understandable!"

Di Ping smiled slightly and said indifferently. He also thought it was fun. The three old men were fighting like children. He was not afraid that the knife would be damaged, but he was more afraid that the three people would miss and hurt himself.