Chapter 138 Careful Teaching
After agreeing on the principle of exchange and other matters, Jiang Lin asked someone to take what he wanted from the monster.
Two fangs nearly a foot long, a dozen extremely hard back spines, and a hard carapace that is two meters long and a meter wide.
Nineteen low-grade seventh-grade weapons in exchange for these would be a huge profit for Jiang Lin.
With his current skill level, even pig iron and charcoal fire would not cost fifty taels. The weapon that could be made by incorporating the remains of monster beasts would be at least a second-grade weapon and could be sold for at least seven or eight hundred taels.
And this is only the price of one weapon. The remains of three monster beasts can make more than one weapon.
After putting down his bow and arrow, Jiang Lin did not immediately start the fire. Instead, he and Wang Hua made the pottery mold first.
He has to recast the stove here, otherwise the ordinary stove will be damaged soon.
It took nearly two days to cast the stove.
Those people in the world are anxious, but they dare not rush.
Jiang Lin demonstrated his archery skills twice, which shocked everyone. He only glanced at the bow and arrow on the table and felt chills in his heart.
They thought that a person with such a strong archery skill would not be weak with other weapons.
Little did they know that Jiang Lin only knew how to shoot arrows, but when he really got close, he would only have brute strength, which could not compare to these gangsters who licked blood at the tip of their swords.
No one dares to risk death, and there is no need.
They have a request from Jiang Lin, not a grudge.
On the evening of the next day, after polishing and repairing, the new stove was finally cast.
Looking at the six entropy patterns on the ground, Wang Hua's face was full of disbelief. He actually cast a third-grade stove with his own hands?
Jiang Lin's face was indifferent, this was a routine operation.
With so many amplifying effects, it would be strange if there were not even three levels.
After lighting the fire and starting the furnace, he filled it with a large piece of pig iron.
The fire temperature exceeded two thousand degrees, making the entire blacksmith shop seem to be on fire.
Neither Wang Hua nor the people in the world had ever seen such high-temperature flames, and they were so shocked that they were speechless.
Especially Wang Hua, although he is only a second-rate blacksmith who makes kitchen knives and agricultural tools, he still knows something about the temperature of fire.
The temperature of the fire when striking iron by yourself is definitely not that high.
The higher the temperature, the harder it is to control the heat, and you may overcook it accidentally.
But Jiang Lin's ability to control flames is simply incredible. He can burn two pieces of pig iron at the same time with ease.
After a while, the pig iron was burning red. After taking it out of the stove, Jiang Lin waved to Wang Hua and shouted: "Brother-in-law, come and try it."
"Me?" Wang Hua walked over and looked at the bright red iron block: "I can't do it...I have never fought with weapons."
"Try it first." Jiang Lin deliberately cultivated his brother-in-law.
Although weapons are difficult to master, they are not difficult to master as long as you master the basic skills.
What Wang Hua lacks is just experience.
Then, a somewhat chaotic jingle sounded.
There's a bit of rhythm, but not much.
This is the disadvantage of a second-class blacksmith. Although he has learned it, his skill level is not very high. It is roughly equivalent to a good apprentice.
"Brother-in-law, you have to form your own rhythm when exercising. It can be slow or fast, but the rhythm must be maintained."
"Instead of just looking with your eyes, use the rebound of the falling hammer to feel the impact point and strength of the next strike."
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Just like when Zhao Yankui taught Jiang Lin, Jiang Lin now also teaches his brother-in-law carefully.
Teach them everything you have learned in the blacksmith camp. Wang Hua didn't feel embarrassed just because he was a few years older. Instead, he cherished this opportunity.
He also knew that Jiang Lin's skill level surpassed his own by countless times.
A few words of advice from him are better than working alone for several years.
Seeing how harmonious the two of them were, Jiang Xiu stood in front of the house, her eyes smiling like crescent moons.
She turned around and said: "Mom, I just said it was right to send my little brother to the blacksmith camp. Look how good he is now."
Zhao Xiulan nodded repeatedly, with a smile on her wrinkled face: "Okay, okay..."
How can the mother be unhappy when her son has a promising future?
The honest Jiang Qingguang did not say a word, but glanced at the blacksmith shop from time to time, his eyes full of relief and joy.
Under Jiang Lin's guidance, Wang Hua completed the production of his first weapon after a long time.
There are still quite a lot of defects, more than 300 of them, and the quality is only mediocre.
If he were a formal blacksmith from the blacksmith camp, he would have to be at least the eighth grade, or even the seventh grade.
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Despite this, Wang Hua couldn't help but feel excited when looking at the black blade.
"Jiang Lin, have I created a high-quality weapon?"
"Yes." Jiang Lin nodded, then put the long knife and the second piece of pig iron into the stove to calcine.
Wang Hua was extremely happy. The first time he made a weapon, he was able to get a high-grade weapon. Could it be that he was a genius?
Jiang Lin poured a basin of cold water on it at the right time and said: "The quality of the iron I burn is very high. The masters from the blacksmith camp would at least be at the eighth level. If you are at the seventh level, you still have to practice more."
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Wang Hua was stunned. He was admitted not because of his superb skills, but because of the high quality of Jianglin's iron?
That's right, no matter what virtue or ability you have, you can forge high-quality weapons at will.
Just making fire can allow a low-level blacksmith like himself to produce high-quality weapons at will. How good is Jiang Lin's fire-making skills?
Looking at the high-temperature flames in the furnace that made it difficult for him to get close, Wang Hua felt a little frustrated.
The gap is just too big.
The young man standing in front of the stove was like an insurmountable mountain. Just looking up at him was stressful.
After a while, Jiang Lin took out the long knife and pig iron that were burned red.
The pig iron was given to Wang Hua and asked him to continue to refine the second weapon, while the long knife was refined by himself.
After dozens of random hammer blows, two entropy patterns appeared on the blade, indicating that it had reached the lower seventh level.
Jiang Lin immediately stopped, quenched the long knife, sharpened it, and put it aside.
At this time, Wang Hua had been working on the pig iron for a long time. Jiang Lin walked up to him and started giving instructions again.
Compared with the first time, Wang Hua's mentality is much better now, and his strength and accuracy at hand have also improved a lot.
But after all, it was due to lack of experience, and in the end it was still only good, but compared to the first one, there were a few fewer flaws, which was still progress.
Jiang Lin didn't care. If he couldn't feed two of them, he would feed ten or a hundred.
As the saying goes, hard work can make up for weakness. He believed that even if his brother-in-law couldn't keep up with Zhao Yankui and Yuan Bingqi, he would still be able to compete with formal blacksmiths.
In this way, one teaches and the other learns.
After Wang Hua finished tempering, Jiang Lin took it over to rest for a while, and the two lower seventh-grade weapons were quickly completed.
Jiang Xiu then came over and shouted: "It's time to eat."
Not only Jiang Lin and Wang Hua want to eat, but those in the world also eat here.
Jiang Qingguang was not willing to accept the money, but Tian Daheng and others insisted on giving, and they gave more than what they paid for the restaurant.
Jiang Lin walked over and said, "Brother Tian, it is only natural for you to give money to eat here, but you don't need to spend too much. It's commonplace, so you can give me whatever you spend."
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