Chapter 21 Boy, you are very good (second update)
Jiang Lin was startled when he heard this. He turned around and saw the two master craftsmen looking over here.
He couldn't help but wonder, it was inexplicable, wasn't it?
But Zhao Yankui obviously won't lie. It would be too aggrieved to be beaten thirty times because he deliberately concealed his clumsiness and failed.
An apprentice in the forging area was forging iron nearby and said with a smile: "Jiang Lin, I think the master is making it too difficult for you. You have already performed very well, and he said that you have not shown your true ability."
"Who says it's not the case? Jiang Lin has only been in the training area for a few days. This is his ability. How else can he get it?"
"After all, he is my apprentice, why are you so targeted? Jiang Lin, did you not give the master any money?"
The words of these people sounded like they were trying to defend Jiang Lin, but the gloating in their eyes clearly showed that they were very happy.
Jiang Lin knew it well, glanced at the two master craftsmen, and shook his head slightly.
He ignored what others said, raised the hammer high, stared at the iron block sharply, and then smashed it down hard.
Ding Dong——
Ding Dong——
There is no sense of rhythm, it is very mechanical, and compared with the jingling and jingling sounds of other apprentices, it is not pleasant at all.
Dong Songchang laughed when he saw it and said: "Master Craftsman, please see, Jiang Lin's posture is wrong and his tapping has no rhythm. He is really stupid. Such apprentices should be severely punished to serve as a warning to others!"
Yu Maoming ignored Dong Songchang and only asked: "Yuan Gaohao, what do you think?"
Yuan Gaohao stared at Jiang Lin for a long time, and finally said: "Although his posture is wrong, it is not without rhythm. In my opinion, his rhythm is very clear."
Dong Songchang suddenly became anxious: "Sir Yuan, how can you be so partial? How can he have such a clear rhythm? He simply knows nothing about it!"
Yuan Gaohao glanced at him and said: "No one has ever said that the rhythm of blacksmithing must be exactly the same. Although Jiang Lin's hammering is different from others, it always maintains the same posture and the same rhythm. From the changes in the piece of pig iron in his hand Judging from the results, the effect is also very good, who knows nothing about it?”
"Sijian Yuan is right, some idiots don't know anything and just point fingers here, but they don't know it's a joke!" Zhao Yankui mocked.
Dong Songchang's face was gloomy. Of course, he couldn't see what Jiang Lin did well. He just felt that the people in the Foundry Department were simply unreasonable.
Jiang Lin is obviously good for nothing, why do you say he is good in this way and that good in that way!
It was obvious that they had joined forces to deliberately defraud him!
Dong Songchang did not dare to confront the two craftsmen in person and lowered his head with a sinister look on his face.
You want to play dirty, right? I am a scholar, how can I be afraid of you fools?
But he forgot that he was also a member of the Foundry Department.
On the other side, the hammer in Jiang Lin's hand was like a hot wheel.
The red iron block was quickly knocked out of its prototype, and several apprentices nearby were stunned to see it.
So fast?
And the efficiency is much higher than them, why!
It is obvious that the rhythm of his tapping is better than Jiang Lin's, and his movements are more standard than his, but he fell behind by a large margin in an instant.
Jiang Lin used the tongs to hold the iron block that had cooled down a bit, quickly ran to the stove, and burned it again at high temperature.
After a while, he returned and continued to pick up the hammer and hit him hard.
With the help of the two skills of Lunjin Chengfeng and Seeing the smallest details, his movements are quick and efficient.
Yuan Gaohao could not help but nod as he watched from a distance: "Although the details are not perfect yet, it can be roughly seen that they have taken shape. Zhao Yankui, you are an incredible apprentice, amazing!"
Zhao Yankui was so praised that he smiled and was very happy.
He glanced at Dong Songchang, who lowered his head and said nothing, and the smile on his face became wider.
Want to cause harm?
Let’s see how bad you can get!
Not long after, Jiang Lin had hammered the knife into a complete embryo, and the rest was just to be quenched and sharpened.
When he put down the hammer and raised his hand to announce that he was done, all the apprentices looked over.
Especially the apprentices in the training area next to them had complicated eyes at this moment.
Although they are not masters like Yuan Gaohao and Zhao Yankui, they can still see that Jiang Lin's tempering skills are not inferior to his own, but rather higher. It shouldn’t be!
Jiang Lin has only been in the training area for a long time and has never seen him practice. How could he be so good?
Several people were immediately disheartened. Is this the gap caused by talent?
But it’s too big!
Yu Maoming took a step forward and walked towards the blacksmith shop.
The others quickly followed, and soon they were standing in front of Jiang Lin.
Yu Maoming first reached out and picked up the hammer, looked at it, and nodded slightly: "It is indeed a good product, Zhao Yankui, it seems that you are determined to win the position of deputy craftsman this year."
Zhao Yankui was overjoyed and said quickly: "It's all the advice given by Master Craftsman. I should do my best!"
Yu Maoming put down the hammer, but did not look at the knife on the anvil.
No matter how capable Jiang Lin is, he is still not qualified at this moment. The knives he has forged have many flaws in the eyes of people like Yu Maoming.
What Yu Maoming really values is Jiang Lin!
It doesn't matter how well you sharpen your knives. If you are not skilled enough, you can make up for it with time and frequency.
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
And talent is innate.
"Why are you hiding your clumsiness on purpose?" Yu Maoming asked.
Jiang Lin had already felt that Yu Maoming was very tall before, but when they were face to face, it was really difficult to describe in words the powerful feeling of oppression like a majestic mountain.
Even though his mood was calmer than that of ordinary people, Jiang Lin's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a lot.
He took a deep breath and suppressed his beating heart. Instead of bowing his head and saluting to avoid the pressure, he straightened his body and looked directly at the craftsman in front of him.
"Replying to Mr. Craftsman, as the saying goes, it is easy to break if you are too strong. I don't want to show off my sharpness too much. Please forgive me, Mr. Craftsman."
Yu Maoming hummed, and his aura suddenly increased a lot, pressing towards Jiang Lin like a hard iron wall.
Zhao Yankui's expression changed slightly: "Master Craftsman..."
However, Yuan Gaohao stretched out his hand to stop Zhao Yankui and shook his head slightly at him.
At this moment, Jiang Lin felt like a small boat being baptized by the violent wind and rain and could capsize at any time.
Yu Maoming's momentum is like a heavy hammer, wave after wave, seemingly never stopping.
Jiang Lin gritted his teeth, held his head high, and refused to step back, resisting the pressure.
Yu Maoming's eyes showed a little bright color, and his momentum increased again.
After all, Jiang Lin was just an apprentice. He was inferior to his opponent in terms of physical strength and power level. All his defenses were instantly overwhelmed by this momentum, and he took a few steps back with a groan.
Zhao Yankui couldn't bear it anymore and knocked Yuan Gaohao's hand away and blocked Jiang Lin.
At the same time, he said in a deep voice: "Master Craftsman, that's enough!"
"Zhao Yankui, you are so impudent!" Yuan Gaohao scolded.
Yu Maoming raised his hand and took his breath away.
He looked at the pale Jiang Lin behind Zhao Yankui, with a faint smile on his face for the first time.
"Boy, you are very good."
There are two more updates in the afternoon
(End of chapter)