Chapter 57 Stab Louzi
"If you can't hand it over, you won't be the only one who will lose your head when the time comes. Many people in the South Blacksmith Camp will lose their heads!" Liao Mingxu said solemnly.
Jiang Lin's gaze remained firm, never wavering at all.
If he dares to say this, he is naturally confident about it.
When you reached level 6 of the fire-making skill, you could already control four stoves at the same time. Now at level 7, you can open five stoves at the same time and burn more than a dozen pieces of iron.
In the process of helping Zhao Yankui make ironware, it was proved that the improvement of the quality of casting materials plays a decisive role in the final product.
Even if Jiang Lin doesn't take the initiative to eliminate defects, and doesn't have as sophisticated tempering skills as Zhao Yankui, he can at least reach the level of high-grade products.
Liao Mingxu stared at the young blacksmith for a moment, then stretched out his hand and patted him heavily on the shoulder: "I believe you, there is nothing wrong with the person that Mr. Wei can like. If something goes wrong, I will kill him." Take your head and dig out a pair of your own eyes to accompany you!”
Jiang Lin's heart trembled when he heard this. He dug his eyes to accompany him?
He never expected that Liao Mingxu would say this.
A third-grade general holds real power, and this trivial matter is not enough to punish him.
But you are willing to accompany a little blacksmith to be punished?
Jiang Lin originally thought that he had understood the internal relations of Bianjun and why he was called a madman.
But now he found that he didn't understand it at all.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Lin held Liao Mingxu's hand and said in a deep voice: "Brother, keep these eyes to see the great country, no one can dig it!"
"Good boy, you are ambitious. Let me see what you can do!" Liao Mingxu laughed, his expression changing as fast as thunder, but it would not make people think that he is a capricious person.
Song Tianjiu also came over and patted Jiang Lin on the shoulder: "Brother, I happen to have 800 warriors under my command. I will get more high-end weapons later, and I will set up a death camp."
"You need 800 high-grade weapons for each defense, do you think this thing is just cabbage?" Fang Zhisheng held out five fingers and said: "I'm not that greedy, five hundred is enough."
Even though all of their weapons are high-grade, even reaching the mid-grade level, there are none among them.
The more weapons you purchase, the stronger your combat effectiveness will be. No one is a fool.
Jiang Lin smiled and said: "Brothers, don't worry, they will all be there, just give me some time."
"It's easy to say, you have a lot of time. If anyone wants to cause trouble for you, I will chop him down!" Song Tianjiu's fingers snapped.
"Brother, don't go away tonight, let's have a drink together." Fang Zhisheng said with a smile: "I admit that I am not as good as you in terms of strength, but my drinking capacity may not be the same."
Jiang Lin didn't refuse. Drinking and eating meat was a common way for men to deepen their relationship.
This is especially true for those who came from the frontier army and licked blood from their swords.
Then several people went back to find Old Man Wei and kept him too.
Han Shichuan, who had received twenty blows, came running over without even wiping the blood off his butt when he heard that he was going to have a drinking contest with Jiang Lin.
The Qianhu Master, who was the most powerful in the Nanling camp, was still holding back his anger and had to regain his face.
Jiang Lin had no idea about drinking. He didn't drink much in his previous life, and he didn't drink at all in this life.
I took a big gulp of wine, but I felt nothing. It was completely digested before it reached my stomach as it flowed down my throat.
Opening his mouth, a strong breath of alcohol spurted out.
"Hey, it seems like you have a good drinking capacity? Come on, have a bowl!" Han Shichuan didn't dare to sit on the bench, so he stood there, picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
Just like this, you had a bowl and I had a bowl, and soon Liao Mingxu, Song Tianjiu, Fang Zhisheng, and other sergeants joined in.
The young blacksmith was surrounded and drank like crazy. The end result was that when he felt drunk, even Fang Zhisheng, who was known as the best drinker, fell on the table. Old man Wei took Jiang Lin out. The donkey cart was already ready at the door.
"Shall we leave now? Nothing will happen to them, right?" Jiang Lin looked back at the staggering crowd.
"The frontier soldiers drank and killed people without delay." Old Man Wei said.
Jiang Lin did not refute. After all, in terms of understanding of the border troops, Old Man Wei far surpassed him.
Old Man Wei led the donkey away and suddenly said: "You have a good drinking capacity."
"Maybe it's because of the oven method." Jiang Lin said.
When the wine enters the body, it is basically evaporated directly. Now I am a little drunk, also because I drank too much.
There is no time to spit out the alcohol after evaporation. It takes a long time to react.
If he were allowed to drink it slowly, he might drink the entire Nanling Camp.
Unexpectedly, this method that the blacksmith specializes in has such a strange effect. Jiang Lin couldn't help but wonder, if he drank poisonous wine, would the poison be lost due to rapid evaporation?
After all, no matter how powerful the poison is, it can't withstand the intense heat.
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This oven method seems to have a lot of potential that can be tapped. It is not as simple as simply increasing the physical strength of the blacksmith.
After thinking about it carefully, the two of them returned to the South Blacksmith Camp.
"Hey, Master?"
A burly figure stood at the door, who was it if it wasn't Zhao Yankui.
"Old Wei." Zhao Yankui first raised his hand to greet Old Man Wei, and then looked at Jiang Lin: "Have you been drinking?"
"Well, I drank a little." Jiang Lin was embarrassed to say that he had drunk all the generals above the general level in Nanling Camp.
Zhao Yankui chuckled and said: "It's okay. Drinking wine and eating meat is a man's nature. But you are still young. Don't be too greedy when it comes to looking for flowers and willows. It will be bad if you contract some disease. Master will take you there when you have free time another day. Open the meat. ”
Jiang Lin suddenly felt a little numb. No matter in his previous life or this life, he had never been exposed to this aspect.
Not to mention going out with other men to look for flowers and willows.
Seeing that the tips of Jiang Lin's ears were red, Zhao Yankui laughed loudly: "It's okay, men, it's natural to want women, otherwise, with a strong body like ours, we can only go to blacksmithing?"
Jiang Lin felt his face getting hot and said quickly: "Master, I have reached an agreement with the Nanling Camp. In the future, they will give priority to making weapons from the South Blacksmith Camp, but only half of the weapons must be finished."
"That's great. With the help of the Nanling Camp, our South Blacksmith Camp..." Zhao Yankui suddenly paused. He looked at Jiang Lin and asked doubtfully: "What do you mean by top quality?"
"The half-finished weapons need to be sold." Jiang Lin said: "There are five out of a hundred..."
"Are you crazy!" Zhao Yankui's eyes widened, and he almost jumped up in anxiety: "Half-complete? It doesn't sound like much, but you know that our blacksmith camp is made of ordinary iron, how can anyone make high-quality weapons! If so, This ability is not always suppressed by several other blacksmith camps.”
"Master, didn't you just create a set of lower-eighth-grade iron tools?"
"That's me! How can anyone else compare to me!"
"Don't you still have me?" Jiang Lin said with a smile: "Look back and select a dozen masters with the best training skills. Let's form a high-quality team. When the time comes, I will light the fire. Not to mention that all of them are top-notch, at least Eight or nine are inseparable from ten.”
Zhao Yankui's face turned dark, let alone lighting the fire, it would be useless for the craftsman to light the fire.
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