Chapter 83 Bullying goes too far
The originally noisy testing ground suddenly became quiet.
For four hundred years, there has been a top apprentice every year.
There are those who are overjoyed after receiving the reward, and there are those who remain motionless and have no expressions of joy or anger.
It is not impossible to refuse a reward and ask for something else.
But only Jiang Lin didn't want the reward because he wanted to light a fire for his master.
That's one hundred taels of silver!
Although Qi and Blood Pills are nothing in the Taoist sect, they can still be sold for dozens of taels of silver.
The least valuable thing is the high-quality hammer, but you can still get it for a dozen or twenty taels.
It adds up to nearly two hundred taels of silver. Why don’t you just say you don’t want it?
Make a fire?
This official blacksmith's test requires you to have an apprentice to light the fire?
In the eyes of many people, Jiang Lin's fire-making skills are indeed good, and his efficiency is unmatched by even a formal blacksmith.
But that's it.
In the East Blacksmith Camp, a blacksmith said disdainfully: "The South Blacksmith Camp is really going to make itself look bad this year by spending so much money on such a claptrap trick."
As Zhao Yankui's competitor, Yuan Bingqi said: "I think this guy is a bit interesting. Whether Zhao Yankui asked him to do this or it was his own idea, at least he is willing to give up these money. Ordinary people can't do it."
"Master Yuan actually thinks highly of this apprentice?" the blacksmith asked in surprise.
"Why do you look down on him?" Yuan Bingqi glanced at him and said, "Can you compare to his fire-making skills? This alone is enough to make people look down on him. What's more, what I just saw, no matter tempering, quenching, or sharpening, is You can look forward to it.”
"I have learned this much in just two months. If this is looked down upon, who else can be looked down upon!"
Yuan Bingqi's words made the blacksmith blush.
I opened my mouth to retort, but I didn't know what to say.
Yuan Bingqi said solemnly: "The dispute between me and Zhao Yankui is a personal dispute. We, as blacksmiths, must remember to keep our inner sense of propriety. It is not the court, nor the real world. What are you doing with those messy minds?"
On the stage, Yu Maoming was also a little surprised.
Just when he was about to speak, the clerk behind him, Yan Tianrong, took the lead and said, "It's interesting. From what I can see, since this guy has a sincere heart, I might as well accept it. What do you think, Secretary Yu?"
In fact, even if he didn't say anything, Yu Maoming would still give Jiang Lin some face. After all, this request was not excessive and did not violate any rules.
But Yan Tianrong agreed first, which was a bit of a grab.
Yu Maoming did not show any displeasure. For him, it made no difference whether he promoted him or the Secretary promoted him personally.
They are all still in the blacksmith camp, and they are all still in the foundry department.
Of course, if Yan Tianrong did this for personal gain and wanted to get Jiang Lin to be used by some dignitary, then he would have to fight hard!
"Since the Secretary has said so, Jiang Lin, are you sure you want to give up all the rewards in exchange for the opportunity to light the fire?" Yu Maoming asked.
Jiang Lin cupped his hands and said, "OK."
"Okay, then go ahead." Yu Maoming waved.
Seeing Jiang Lin heading towards the official blacksmith testing area, the apprentices' faces were full of surprise, but gradually they showed more admiration.
Not to mention all the people who can come to the blacksmith camp to be apprentices, but 999 of the 1,000 are from poor families.
The reward of more than one hundred taels is equivalent to a year's salary of a formal blacksmith. They would definitely not be willing to throw it away in exchange for it.
If you want to fulfill your filial piety to Master, there are plenty of opportunities, so why do you have to do it at this time?
Even the people in the South Blacksmith Camp felt mixed at the moment. Blacksmith Qi sighed: "If I were Jiang Lin's age, I would be reluctant to let him go no matter what. He is much better than me."
"Don't talk nonsense." Tang Blacksmith said: "Let's put together the money from Jiang Linshe and we can't let this kid suffer any loss!"
"Okay, count me in!"
“Count me in too!”
A group of blacksmiths from the South Blacksmith Camp scrambled to collect money.
When Jiang Lin came closer, they all came forward in a swarm, rubbing their heads, clapping their hands and beating their chests, laughing and congratulating the young man for winning the first place among apprentices.
Jiang Lin responded one by one and walked up to Zhao Yankui amidst the praises of everyone.
"Master, I'm here."
Zhao Yankui smiled, stretched out his fist and punched Jiang Lin in the chest: "What a boy!"
These three simple words, without much praise or other sensational words, made everyone feel the joy in his heart and the pride he felt for his apprentice.
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Yu Maoming spoke loudly on the stage: "Formal blacksmiths are tested regularly. The first place will be rewarded with three hundred taels of silver, a Taoist Tiger Soul Pill, three Qi and Blood Pills, a lower seventh-grade ironware, and will be promoted to deputy craftsman!"
Many people have heard of these rewards for a long time, but when they were actually read out from Yu Maoming's mouth, it was still exciting.
Whether it's silver, Tiger Soul Pill, or low-grade seventh-grade iron, they are all of extraordinary value.
But compared with being promoted to deputy craftsman, it is nothing worth mentioning.
For a blacksmith, becoming an assistant craftsman is far more important than getting a few hundred taels of silver a year.
It is both a position and a symbol of the blacksmith’s honor!
Yu Maoming was still reading the rewards for other rankings, and Yuan Bingqi came over at this time.
He first looked at Jiang Lin, then reached out and punched him, and said with a smile: "Boy, that's pretty good. If you don't do well in the South Blacksmith Camp one day, feel free to come to our East Blacksmith Camp and I'll leave you a position as a master master." .”
"Yuan Bingqi, are you here to beat me?" Zhao Yankui snorted: "You only have a master position in the East Blacksmith Camp, but don't we in the South Blacksmith Camp?"
Yuan Bingqi then looked at Zhao Yankui and said, "Does Master Zhao really think he can beat me? I am convinced today. But in the skill competition, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it. I, Yuan Bingqi, will decide on this assistant craftsman!"
"Hey, who wouldn't say bragging? If you are capable, you will be promoted to chief craftsman this year. What do you want as deputy chief craftsman?"
"I won't talk too much nonsense to you, let's see the real deal under our hands." Yuan Bingqi said, then looked at Jiang Lin, looked up and down carefully, and praised: "What a unique blacksmith!"
After saying that, he turned and left.
I came here purely to talk and make friends with Jiang Lin.
As for confronting Zhao Yankui, it was just a casual matter.
When he left, Zhao Yankui was very angry.
"Damn it, Yuan Bingqi bullied people too much!" Zhao Yankui picked up the sack at his feet and shouted: "Expose this guy to me and let the people in the East Blacksmith Camp see how similar our South Blacksmith Camp is. Bad!”
Blacksmith Qi, Blacksmith Tang and others immediately picked up the sacks and opened them, shouting loudly as they took out the items.
The shouts one after another made Yuan Bingqi couldn't help but look back, thinking that the people in the South Blacksmith Camp were really funny, and they would get anxious after just saying a few words.
As a result, when he turned around, his eyes almost fell to the ground.
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