Chapter 87 What reward do you want
The South Blacksmith Camp, which has been suppressed for so many years, has never produced any decent figures except for a deputy foreman a hundred years ago.
This time, if Zhao Yankui wins the title, he can be promoted to deputy craftsman. This is a truly proud moment for the Nan Blacksmith Battalion.
Everyone was cheering for joy, almost crazy with excitement.
Blacksmiths don't have many pursuits. All they want is to live a better life and be more respected by others.
But both Zhao Yankui and others immediately gathered around Jiang Lin.
Looking at this young man who was as tall as himself, Zhao Yankui raised his hands and slapped Jiang Lin heavily on the shoulder.
He hasn't done this in a long time.
"The future South Blacksmith Camp..."
"Leave it to you."
Jiang Lin is just an apprentice. Although he has won the first place among apprentices, there has been no official announcement from the Foundry Department.
Even after the declaration, he was just a blacksmith.
But when Zhao Yankui said that he would hand over the South Blacksmith Camp to him, no one objected. Their faces were full of excitement, and their eyes were full of expectation.
They all knew that Zhao Yankui's ability to win the title only accounted for a small part because of his own skills, and more because of Jiang Lin.
Without him calcining pig iron, even if Zhao Yankui was given fifty years, it would be difficult to make a lower-seventh grade weapon out of ordinary iron!
Now that Zhao Yankui is about to be promoted to deputy chief craftsman, and there is such a monster as Jiang Lin in the South Blacksmith Camp, it is hard to imagine how much easier life will be in the future.
The craftsmen such as Yu Maoming, Yuan Gaohao and others came over and first bowed their hands to Zhao Yankui and said: "Congratulations, Master Zhao. You will also be a craftsman in the future. You have to take more responsibility for the casting department."
"This is natural." Zhao Yankui hesitated for a moment and then said: "Master Craftsman, I would like to recommend Jiang Lin as a master. Is it possible?"
Yu Maoming shook his head slightly and said: "You know the rules of the Foundry Department. Starting from the master master, someone must submit an application, and the candidate will be selected after a skills competition. Although Jiang Lin's skills are already perfect, the rules are the rules."< br>
Jiang Lin's skills have been recognized by everyone, and no one thinks it is inappropriate even if he takes on the position of master master.
But the rules Yu Maoming mentioned also exist.
Although the blacksmith camp is divided into east, west, north and south, the competition for the position of master master is not limited to candidates from this camp.
Dong Songchang, for example, was a migrant transferred from Beijiangying.
Of course, there are very few people like him, and most people are unwilling to leave familiar places.
The reason why Yan Tianrong wants to support a more obedient person and fight against Yu Maoming is precisely because this old craftsman is too strict about rules.
It was obvious that he could do something, and no one would object if he turned a blind eye, but he just kept the rules and refused to do it.
Zhao Yankui also knew this, and there was regret in his eyes.
Every year, the master masters have to wait until the beginning of the new year to participate in the competition, and there are still several months left.
If he could be promoted directly, it would save Jiang Lin several months of time.
Yu Maoming looked at Jiang Lin again, with a look of approval in his eyes, and said, "You are very good. I will have your place as the master of the South Blacksmith Camp next year."
This was considered an internal decision in advance. Jiang Lin looked humble and said: "There is still a lot to learn."
Yu Maoming nodded and said to Zhao Yankui and Jiang Lin: "You two come with me to meet Mr. Si Wu."
The crowd separated a road, and under the leadership of Yu Maoming, the two followed closely and headed towards the front of the testing ground. All the way to the area of the East Blacksmith Camp, the blacksmiths looked at Zhao Yankui with complicated eyes.
Some people are full of envy, while others are full of resentment.
They thought that the position of deputy chief craftsman this year was a certainty, but they didn't expect that Zhao Yankui suddenly appeared and caught them off guard.
Until this moment, Yuan Bingqi had just regained his composure.
Looking at Zhao Yankui walking step by step, when he was about to pass by him, Yuan Bingqi suddenly took a side step to stop him.
Yu Maoming also stopped and turned to look.
"Master Yuan!" People from the Youdong Blacksmith Camp exclaimed, fearing that Yuan Bingqi would do something irregular on impulse.
Yuan Bingqi ignored the man, only stared at Zhao Yankui, gritted his teeth and asked: "How did you do that?"
"You mean that weapon?" Zhao Yankui showed no intention of hiding it and showed a proud smile: "Because it was Jiang Lin who set the fire."
Yuan Bingqi looked confused and turned to Jiang Lin.
The burly young man has a tall and straight posture, showing no signs of timidity due to the focus of so many eyes. His calm demeanor is nothing like that of an apprentice who has just been in the blacksmith camp for two months.
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Zhao Yankui laughed, walked up and patted Yuan Bingqi on the shoulder: "You didn't lose to me, but you lost to me again."
The Riddler's words didn't wait for Yuan Bingqi to understand. The three of them had already moved on, and were soon obscured by the crowd.
The blacksmith standing next to Yuan Bingqi had an indignant look on his face: "This Zhao Yankui will win if he wins. It's disgusting to say anything weird!"
Yuan Bingqi didn't answer, just stood there and kept repeating what Zhao Yankui said.
"You didn't lose to me, but you lost to me again."
What does it mean?
He didn't think Zhao Yankui was deliberately being disgusting, so he lost again without losing. Where did he lose?
At this time, Yu Maoming had already brought Zhao Yankui and Jiang Lin to the stage. Yan Tianrong walked down on his own initiative with a smile, and stretched out his hand to help Zhao Yankui, who was about to kneel down.
"We are all our own people, no need to be polite." Yan Tianrong did not look at Jiang Lin much. He only helped Zhao Yankui look up and down, and praised: "No wonder he can win the first place. This posture is very extraordinary. Come on, come on, this It’s a reward for you.”
Without saying a word, Qi Mingfei, the deputy secretary wearing a ninth-grade official uniform, stepped forward and presented a pile of things.
Three hundred taels of silver, one Dao Sect Tiger Soul Pill, three Qi and Blood Pills, and a lower seventh-grade iron tool.
Zhao Yankui was overjoyed when he saw it, and he quickly raised his hands and said, "Thank you, Sir, for the reward."
"Hey, this is not a reward from me, but a reward from the Foundry Department to the leader of the blacksmiths." After saying that, Yan Tianrong took out another iron token from his arms and said with a smile: "This is yours too, from now on. You are one of the deputy craftsmen of the Foundry Department.”
The token has a complicated word "craftsman" engraved on it. Its quality is extraordinary and it is probably of high quality.
Zhao Yankui took it over. Even though he had made sufficient mental preparations in advance, he still couldn't hide his excitement at this moment.
Assistant Foreman, the pinnacle of most blacksmiths' lives, he has reached.
At this time, Yan Tianrong looked at Jiang Lin and said with a smile: "At such a young age, he is willing to give up a hundred taels of silver just to help the master. His heart is commendable. By the way, what reward do you want?"
Zhao Yankui's heart was moved when he heard this, and he quickly turned around and winked at Jiang Lin. It would not be a bad idea to ask for another Tiger Soul Pill at this moment.
Even if there is no Tiger Soul Pill, a few more Qi and Blood Pills will do.
However, Jiang Lin bowed his hands and said in a calm voice: "Replying to Sir Wu, it is the duty to help the master. If Sir Wu wants a reward, he can only let the master stay in the South Blacksmith Camp for a few more days."< br>
Seeking pursuit, monthly pass, collection
(End of chapter)