Chapter 176 Steel also has to eat
Facing the congratulations from everyone, Jiang Lin smiled lightly and said: "Same joy, same joy."
Afterwards, Jiang Lin went to get 10,000 taels of silver and gave it to Blacksmith Qi, asking him to take people to Kyoto City to buy food and drinks.
Among them, one thousand taels of wine and food belong to the South Blacksmith Camp, and the other 9,000 taels belong to the Nanling Camp.
Nearly a hundred first-grade weapons were "fed" to create such a treasure as the Hengyu Furnace, and the Nanling Camp "contributed indispensably".
Song Tianjiu happily returned with the weapons. It didn't matter if he didn't have the weapons, because Jiang Lin already had the ability to build the weapons, and he would have them sooner or later.
It was a lively day in the South Blacksmith Camp.
Zhao Yankui, Yu Maoming, and Secretary Yan Tianrong all came.
When I heard that Jiang Lin had built a treasure-grade furnace, no one in the Foundry Department could be tempted.
After confirming the grade with their own eyes, everyone looked at Jiang Lin with mixed expressions.
Everyone knew that Jiang Lin's future achievements were limitless, but who would have thought that he would find a way to create a treasured weapon so quickly.
And I heard that it has something to do with fire-making skills, but no one can tell the inside story clearly.
However, the more mysterious it is, the more incredible it seems.
How can you build a treasured weapon just by burning fire? Never heard of it.
Yu Maoming originally thought that maybe Jiang Lin would have to succumb to the powerful because of the secret recipe of Baobing.
Now he was a little relieved and no longer constrained by the secret recipe. With Jiang Lin's temperament, he should not leave the blacksmith camp easily.
But it only gave me a little peace of mind, and the worries deep in my heart did not completely dissipate.
Yuan Gaohao, who was standing with Zhao Yankui, said with a smile: "Congratulations to Mr. Zhao, your apprentice has reached a higher level. I'm afraid he will really leave his name in Qingshi."
"That's natural. When I get back, I'll treat everyone to a drink!" Zhao Yankui laughed.
Yuan Gaohao whispered again: "The news that Master Jiang can build treasure weapons will probably spread out soon, and then the powerful people will definitely come to win over him. With Master Jiang's temperament, he may not be willing to leave, and conflicts will inevitably arise. What should we do? Is it good?”
"What else can we do? Jiang Lin doesn't want to leave. Who can forcefully tie him up? Besides, the Nanling Camp is here, so there is no need to worry." Zhao Yankui said.
Yuan Gaohao wanted to say something, but it was difficult to say it.
Zhao Yankui had just been promoted to deputy chief craftsman not long ago, so he didn't understand how terrifying the powerful were.
Those people's methods can be described as extraordinary. No matter whether these methods are on the stage or not, I have never seen anyone who can truly resist them.
But now is the time to be happy, and Yuan Gaohao doesn't want to be too disappointed.
After all, even Secretary Yan Tianrong was smiling in front of Jiang Lin.
Even though Jiang Lin was just a master master, he could forge precious weapons, and his status was beyond the reach of ordinary blacksmiths.
Just look at the group of military attachés at the Nanling Camp who wanted to lift Jiang Lin up and offer him sacrifices.
Yan Tianrong has now completely given up the idea of taking Jiang Lin under his command. He just wants to be on good terms with him as much as possible, and must never be against him.
The celebration lasted until midnight.
It wasn't until late at night that the wine shop dispersed.
Jiang Lin didn't sleep. He came to the blacksmith shop, looked at the tall Hengyu furnace, and then opened the furnace to light the fire.
This was the first time Hengyu Furnace lit a fire after being promoted to a treasure soldier. He threw in a piece of pig iron and Jiang Lin suddenly felt something hidden in his mind.
Is it a normal fire, or is it smelting?
With a thought, the flames in the furnace suddenly rose nearly twice as high, and the temperature of the fire instantly exceeded three thousand degrees.
The pig iron melts at a speed visible to the naked eye and finally disappears into the furnace body.
Jiang Lin took a closer look and found nothing different. It should be that the grade of pig iron was too low.
If one hundred and eighty first-grade weapons were melted, it might be different. Thinking of this, Jiang Lin couldn't help but secretly have a headache.
Good materials were prohibitively expensive, and now we still have to maintain a stove.
After the Hengyu Furnace is promoted to a treasure weapon, it has the ability to melt all things to improve itself, but what about the hammer? Where's the anvil?
Jiang Lin glanced at his own information, especially the skill description of Level 8 Yunjin Chengfeng, which can fuse and forge objects.
At first I thought it was simply used to improve the level of cast items, but now that I think about it, I think it was probably used to improve the level of iron tools such as hammers and anvils.
Jiang Lin couldn't help but sigh. In the past, he thought that money was of no use. It was enough to have a house and his own iron tools.
The monthly salary should be enough.
Who would have thought that blacksmithing can be so expensive!
While sighing, Jiang Lin's eyes gradually became firm.
Make money! You must earn a lot of money and purchase good materials, otherwise how can you afford this pile of iron tools!
……
The next day.
As soon as the blacksmith masters entered the blacksmith shop, they saw that Jiang Lin had already started hammering.
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Blacksmith Qi was a little surprised and asked, "Why is Master Jiang here so early?"
"Make money." Jiang Lin said without raising his head.
Everyone was surprised when they heard this. Making money?
Haven't you already earned tens of thousands of taels? Ordinary people can't spend it all in their lifetime, so how much more do they need to earn?
How could Jiang Lin explain that he had to "eat" for his own stove now, and that little money was simply not enough to eat and drink.
Since it's hard to explain, I simply won't explain it.
He kept his head down and worked hard, and each piece of first-class weapons and armor was born from his hands.
It's just that there aren't many people who can exchange them for silver. Nowadays, more and more people from the world are coming to Nanling Camp to exchange their heads for weapons.
On the roster given by Wuyashan, a person's name was crossed out.
At the same time, in Thunder Eagle Castle.
Lei Hexuan was sitting on the high seat with a gloomy expression. The aura of the Yuanwu Realm was uncontrollably overflowing, suppressing the people below him and unable to lift their heads.
No one dared to speak. There was silence in the fort. Even the disciples walking outside subconsciously slowed down for fear of making any noise.
After a while, Lei Hexuan asked: "How many people were lost?"
Deputy Fort Master Yang Chenfeng stood up bravely and said with cupped hands: "Reporting to the Fort Master, the people known to have been attacked and killed are one hundred and three people of the seventh grade, nineteen people of the eighth grade, three people of the ninth grade, and... Deputy Fort Master Bai Yichen is a person at the pinnacle of martial arts.”
The atmosphere became even more depressing. In just a short time, Thunder Eagle Castle had suffered such heavy losses.
There are tens of thousands of disciples. For any martial arts force, masters of rank seven or above are the backbone.
If this part of the power is lost, no matter how many low-level disciples there are, they will only be inferior.
The most important thing is that as one of the deputy castle masters, Bai Yichen, a powerful martial arts master, was also beheaded.
Yang Chenfeng swallowed and added: "The biggest loss will be the day when Deputy Fortress Bai goes to Nanling Camp to seek justice, otherwise so many people may not have died."
Lei Hexuan's gaze moved over and he said coldly: "You mean, we shouldn't go?"
Yang Chenfeng felt a chill in his heart and said quickly: "My subordinates have no intention of doing so. It's just that the Nanling Camp is where the border troops are located and has never been unreasonable. This matter, this matter..."
"That's enough!" Lei Hexuan suddenly clapped his hands and stood up, and said angrily: "Can any of you tell me who is behind the plot against me, Thunder Eagle Castle!"
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