Chapter 142 This gun is a bit heavy
By the time several craftsmen arrived at the South Blacksmith Camp, Jiang Lin had already begun to forge spears.
He used more than three hundred kilograms of pig iron. Fortunately, the Hengyu stove was a second-grade stove. If it were replaced by an ordinary stove, the inner cavity would be compressed and deformed by the high temperature.
With so much pig iron, the fire took longer than usual.
Taking it out to temper is even more strenuous.
However, during the tempering process, the quality continues to improve, and due to the hundred-refining level, more impurities are removed, causing the volume and weight to shrink.
When Yu Maoming and others arrived, the weight of the pig iron had been reduced to about 280 kilograms.
This is not the limit, the current level has only increased by less than ten percent.
When all the amplification effects reach their limit, it is estimated that there will only be about 200 kilograms left.
"Master Smith is here!" the blacksmith shouted from afar.
Blacksmith Qi looked up and quickly led people to greet him.
Everyone knew what Yu Maoming and the others were here for, it was just to watch the fun.
Blacksmith Qi laughed and said: "Master Craftsman, are you here to watch Master Jiang making iron? If that's the case, you may have to come more often."
"What are you proud of? It's not you who beat us." Zhao Yankui pretended to reprimand and asked, "Where is Jiang Lin, why doesn't he come to greet us?"
"Master Jiang is making a spear, so there is no time to run around." Blacksmith Qi no longer cares whether the master craftsman is happy or not. He can see the emergence of weapons that surpass the previous level. Even if the secretary Yan Tianrong comes today, he still has to protect Jiang Lin!
Yu Maoming didn't care either. He followed the rules, but not this kind of rules.
What's more, Jiang Lin's skills have surpassed him, so what if his position is high? This industry is all about craftsmanship.
Everyone walked into the blacksmith shop and saw Jiang Lin holding a sledgehammer from a distance, making endless jingling sounds.
It was just the huge piece of iron on the anvil that frightened a few people.
Blacksmith Qi walked over and reminded: "Master Jiang, Master Craftsman, they are here."
Jiang Lin raised his head and was about to put down the hammer when Yu Maoming said: "It's your business, I'm just waiting to see you blacksmithing."
Jiang Lin showed an apologetic expression to them before continuing to do things.
"This is the long sword made by Master Jiang." Blacksmith Qi has already brought the long sword over as if it were a treasure.
Yu Maoming took it in his hand and glanced at the entropy pattern, and nodded slightly: "It is indeed the first grade."
He held the sword again and came to the test stone. He first looked at the test stone which was split two feet, and then raised his sword and chopped it down with all his strength.
The test stone was cut in half again without any suspense and became smaller.
The whole process didn't take much effort, and several craftsmen looked at it in amazement.
It is really difficult for an ordinary upper-level sword to do this. It seems that Nan Blacksmith Camp is not lying. This long sword is really above a first-level sword and has the power of a treasure!
"It's a pity that it doesn't come with the monster ancestral power." Qiu Weiren said.
"It's so sharp, what kind of monster ancestral power is needed?" Yu Maoming said.
Yuan Gaohao said: "It's just a little strange. How can the remains of a second-grade monster increase its sharpness to such an extent? Logically speaking, reaching the treasure weapon level, regardless of grade or anything else, should only be achieved by the remains of a third-grade monster. .”
"Why not?" Yu Maoming said: "There are thousands of monsters in the world, and they can inspire countless ancestral powers. Although second-level monsters have no ancestral power, it is not surprising that weapons have some unimaginable characteristics. .”
Yuan Gaohao agreed and did not refute.
There are indeed some weapons in history that are not of high grade, but have strange and weird characteristics.
Just like wildflowers on the roadside, the same seeds may not produce the same flowers.
There are always some flowers that are different from others.
"Master Craftsman, can you show me the sword?" Zhao Yankui asked politely.
Yu Maoming couldn't help laughing and scolding: "I know it was your apprentice who beat me, so why bother pretending."
Zhao Yankui chuckled and took the long sword. Yu Maoming walked to the anvil and watched Jiang Lin working hard.
For ordinary people to successfully temper two to three hundred kilograms of pig iron, it cannot be completed in a day or two.
Fortunately, Jiang Lin's control of both strength and strength was perfect, and his efficiency was much higher than that of ordinary blacksmiths.
The only bad thing is that the hammer in hand is not of high enough grade, otherwise it would be easier.
Yu Maoming saw it and said nothing, only thinking about what better materials the foundry department had left.
Jiang Lin spent the whole day tempering his spear.
Yu Maoming and others didn't leave either, so they stayed in the South Blacksmith Camp all day.
They were reluctant to leave and wanted to witness the birth of this spear with their own eyes.
Fortunately, Jiang Lin's skill level is too high and his efficiency is far superior to others.
It was getting dark, and he finally finished tempering the spear.
Knowing that Yu Maoming and others were there, Jiang Lin had no intention of hiding his weakness and directly eliminated all the flaws.
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The eight entropy patterns on the flawless gun body were extremely bright. Everyone who saw it was excited and wanted to take it over and take a closer look.
Even Qiu Weiren, who had some conflicts with Jiang Lin before, now admires the young blacksmith.
He turned his head and said to Zhao Yankui: "Sir Jiang is really lucky to have such a good apprentice."
Zhao Yankui snorted and said: "Envy? I envy you and take one."
Normally, Qiu Weiren would not dare to argue with him, but today he remained silent.
I am really envious, but where can I put it away?
If he could go out and receive such a disciple, he would be happy to lose ten years of his life!
Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhao Yankui reached out and took out his ears.
After hearing the words "Good Disciple", his ears almost grew calluses.
The hammered spear is quenched and then sharpened.
When the tip of the spear was sharpened, it felt sharp, as if it could pierce the world with one shot.
Yu Maoming and others also became energetic and immediately brought the three-foot-thick test stone and said expectantly: "Master Jiang, come and try it!"
Jiang Lin knew that they had been waiting for a long time, so he smiled and stood in front of the test stone with a spear in one hand.
After taking a deep breath, he took a stance, retreated back, and then lunged forward.
There was no sound until the spear was inserted into the test stone for a full two and a half feet, and then a slight friction sound was heard.
Immediately afterwards, the test stone was penetrated by huge force, and the spear head penetrated from the other end.
In the blacksmith shop, there was a series of "hissing" sounds.
Although they had expected the quality of the spear, everyone was still greatly shocked by the scene before them.
The penetrating ability of the spear exceeds that of other weapons, otherwise it would not be called the king of weapons.
But Jiang Lin has never practiced marksmanship, but he can penetrate a three-foot test stone with one shot. This power is too scary.
Qiu Weiren was the first to run over and said excitedly: "Master Jiang, can I take a look at this gun?"
"Of course, Mr. Qiu, please be careful, it may be a bit heavy." Jiang Lin said, handing over the spear.
Qiu Weiren saw that he used a large piece of pig iron to build it, but seeing that Jiang Lin always held the gun with one hand, his understanding of the weight naturally appeared wrong.
A bit heavy? How heavy can it be?
He stretched out a hand to take the gun, but Jiang Lin let go of his hand. Qiu Weiren's eyes widened and his whole body fell down.
He quickly stretched out his second hand to grab the gun body, so that it didn't fall directly to the ground.
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