Chapter 98 The future is promising
"Successful in the fifth grade!" The apprentice's chest was high and his face was full of pride.
Yuan Gaohao took a breath of cold air, got the fifth grade?
To be honest, he didn't believe it.
How could the Southern Blacksmith Camp do something that even the Master Craftsman couldn't do?
But Master Jiang...
"The Master Jiang you are talking about is Jiang Lin?" Yuan Gaohao asked.
"Of course it is."
Yuan Gaohao was silent for a few seconds, then stepped forward and separated the people in front of him with his hands.
He was so tall that neither the apprentice nor the blacksmith could bear the weight of him.
Of course, even if you can, you have to give way.
Amid the greetings from many blacksmiths and apprentices, Yuan Gaohao led people to the inner circle, and then saw Zhao Yankui, Yuan Bingqi, Qi Blacksmith and others surrounding Jiang Lin.
Yuan Bingqi held a hammer in his hand, whether it was big or small.
"At least twenty floors above!" Yuan Bingqi's eyes were bright and he was filled with admiration. Then he raised his head and asked, "How long did it take you?"
Jiang Lin thought for a moment, and then deliberately extended the time: "It should be an hour or two."
Yuan Bingqi was stunned for a moment, an hour or two?
Seeing his expression, Jiang Lin couldn't help but ask: "Is it too long?"
No one in the South Blacksmith Camp used the Hundred Refining Method, so he didn't know whether this time would be long or short.
Yuan Bingqi's face twitched when he heard this, and he didn't want to pay attention to him.
I’m so angry with this person!
Blacksmith Qi coughed on the side and said: "It takes almost as long to burn a stick of incense on the first floor from burning the fire to tempering. On the twentieth floor, an ordinary person would not be able to get down in four or five hours."
One stick of incense is equivalent to about a quarter of an hour. If it is the twenty-first floor, no matter how fast it is, it will take about four hours.
Therefore, few people use the Hundred Refining Method, for this reason, it is too time-consuming.
Jiang Lin was a little embarrassed. In fact, his entire construction process took less than an hour. He had deliberately doubled the time. He didn't expect it to be so shocking.
Seeing Yuan Gaohao bringing someone over, Jiang Lin quickly saluted and said: "Sir Yuan."
Only then did the others raise their heads and hand over their hands.
Yuan Gaohao waved his hand casually and looked at Jiang Lin with surprise in his eyes: "Why have you changed so much?"
Then he seemed to think of something again and asked Zhao Yankui: "Did you give him the Tiger Soul Pill?"
"It should have been him." Zhao Yankui said with a smile.
The smile on the corner of Yuan Gaohao's mouth was slightly bitter. No wonder he couldn't recruit Jiang Lin at first. The friendship between master and disciple was not comparable to that of ordinary people.
At the very least, if it were him, he might not be willing to give away the Tiger Soul Pill so easily.
Yuan Gaohao turned his attention to the hammer in Yuan Bingqi's hand. Although he didn't use it, the four entropy patterns on the hammer were clearly visible, and it couldn't be faked.
Entropy patterns are a natural thing, one is the dimmer and the eight are the brightest.
If it can surpass the previous level and reach the level of a super-level divine weapon, the last entropy pattern will be born, like a tree of life, with branches and leaves, possessing great power.
That is the ultimate that blacksmiths dream of!
Looking at the four clear entropy patterns, Yuan Gaohao couldn't help but sigh: "There are really people who can use ordinary iron to create the fifth grade."
"It was built by Jiang Lin." Zhao Yankui immediately took credit for his apprentice. Yuan Gaohao looked at Jiang Lin with extremely complicated eyes.
He once again thought of the scene when he recruited Jiang Lin but was rejected during the periodic test.
At that time, I felt that I had paid a high enough "price", but now it seems that it is far from enough.
Not to mention anything else, just being able to use ordinary iron to create a medium-level fifth-grade one would make those powerful people know about it, and they would be afraid of trying to steal their heads.
Today, Jiang Lin has a well-proportioned figure under the baptism of Tiger Soul Pill.
Although he is strong, he is not as burly as other blacksmiths. He looks very heroic, and coupled with his resolute face, he looks very good.
If you go to the flower boat on the Juliu River, it may not be impossible for the kiln sisters to offer you money.
Yuan Gaohao couldn't help but wonder how long this young man could stay in the blacksmith camp.
In the past, most of the blacksmiths with extraordinary skills were poached by powerful forces. The foundry department had a low status and did not dare to stop them. As a result, the four major blacksmith camps now seem to have a large number of people, but in fact they are mixed.
There are high-level craftsmen like Zhao Yankui and Yuan Bingqi, and there are also lazy people who are just waiting to die and doing nothing.
Although periodic tests can find some good products that are just fake, they can't drive away these lazy people who have passed the test of skills but just don't want to do more.
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Shaking his head slightly and no longer thinking about these things, Yuan Gaohao turned around, looked at the masters of the East Blacksmith Camp, and asked quietly: "Do you have anything else to say?"
Several masters were red-faced and aggressive when they came, thinking that even if Zhao Yankui came forward, they would not give him any face.
But a fifth-grade iron hammer directly crushed all their arrogance.
Who doesn't know that Yuan Bingqi is a person who likes to study hundreds of refining methods and focus on improving his skills?
No one in East Blacksmith Camp provided him with these opportunities, not even anyone with whom he could communicate on a daily basis.
For him, the South Blacksmith Camp, which can use ordinary iron to create medium-grade fifth-grade iron tools, is indeed the most suitable place.
At this time, Jiang Lin gently pulled Zhao Yankui and whispered a few words.
Zhao Yankui's eyes brightened and he said to Yuan Gaohao: "Sir Yuan, I intend to ask the Foundry Department to rebuild the houses according to the number of people in the South Blacksmith Camp. In addition, the South Blacksmith Camp has promised to supply weapons to the Nanling Camp. This is For additional workpieces, the casting director should increase this salary. I wonder if Mr. Yuan is willing to work with me to raise this issue?”
Yuan Gaohao looked up and immediately understood what Zhao Yankui meant.
He smiled and did not answer. Instead, he looked at Jiang Lin and said, "You are a person who doesn't say anything directly. You have to let your master do something."
Jiang Lin cupped his hands and said: "This is a matter within the scope of the craftsman. I dare not and cannot make any independent opinions. I just thought that Mr. Yuan was a kind man and might be able to help the South Blacksmith Camp gain some deserved benefits."
Yuan Gaohao laughed out loud when he heard this, and said to Zhao Yankui: "I'm afraid the head of your apprentice cannot be compared to that of the entire Nan Blacksmith Camp. With him in the Nan Blacksmith Camp, it may not be worse than when you were there."
Zhao Yankui laughed loudly: "That's natural, he is better than me, let's admit it."
Yuan Gaohao couldn't hear the pride in his words, and said: "Okay, that's all. If I don't agree, it will chill the hearts of the brothers. When we get back to the Foundry Department, we will go find him together. It’s not a big deal if you think about it, Mr. Craftsman.”
The blacksmiths in the South Blacksmith Camp were all excited after hearing this. Do you want to add more money?
OK! Very good!
They all looked at Jiang Lin, wanting to rush over immediately and lift the young man into the sky. Some were even angry that the master craftsman was too rigid, why not just let Jiang Lin be the master!
Now he is just an ordinary blacksmith, and he can bring good news to the South Blacksmith Camp one after another. What if he becomes a master?
In addition to these people, the eyes of several masters from the East Blacksmith Camp also changed slightly.
Yuan Bingqi saw it and cupped his hands and said: "Masters, although South Blacksmith Camp is not as good as others at the moment, it has a bright future. People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. This is a matter of course. I hope you can help me." ”
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