Chapter 294 The poor want to eat grass roots
Cai Xingchang took a deep breath, holy soldier?
He didn't believe it, but since Jiang Lin said so, that was all he could do.
Jiang Lin asked: "Master Cai, these vehicles?"
Cai Xingchang took a deep look at Zhuri Gong, suppressed the shock in his heart, and said: "This is the first batch of silver coins and materials sent. I would like Mr. Jiang to inspect it in person."
"So fast?" Jiang Lin was quite surprised.
Cai Xingchang laughed and said: "It's not too fast, just enough stock."
Jiang Lin nodded, thinking that the border troops had been fighting for many years, and some of the inventory was normal and not something to be surprised about.
Cai Xingchang did not explain, but ordered people to open the box and count them one by one.
There were so many things that Jiang Lin had to call some blacksmiths for help.
Seeing so many silver coins, the blacksmith masters were all extremely excited and rushed to help.
With the border troops here, I wasn't afraid of anyone secretly pocketing the money.
The Bianjun was only kind to Jiang Lin, but if he found out that other people had evil intentions, he would never be merciful.
It is not worth losing your life or having your hands chopped off for three to five taels of silver.
Although it was only the first batch, the total amount reached tens of millions of taels of silver and nearly 400 different materials.
Jiang Lin was a little embarrassed with so much money.
Weapons haven't been built yet, and even the expansion of the elite team hasn't been completed yet, so it's naturally impossible to get money first.
But where to put so many things?
As a last resort, we could only free up a few rooms to store silver coins.
As for the materials, they were taken directly to the blacksmith shop.
Just in case, Zheng Qiran specially sent a team of sergeants from Zhenshuo Camp to take turns guarding.
After all, tens of millions of taels of silver is just the beginning, and there will be ten times more in the future. This is definitely a huge wealth that is enough to make anyone's heart beat.
Another point is to prevent the Ministry of Industry from enriching its own pockets.
When the time comes, there is no need for Jiang Lin to come forward, and the border troops will naturally drive away the people.
After the counting was completed, Cai Xingchang said: "In the past few days, there will be people coming to escort the silver and materials. Please take your time, Mr. Jiang. However, it is impossible to collect everything in a short time. It will take more time."
"Don't worry, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Cai." Jiang Lin said politely.
Cai Xingchang chuckled, glanced at the Sun-Chasing Gong again, and said: "Master Jiang is already at the level of the Divine Martial Realm at a young age, and with the help of this divine bow, he will definitely surpass the blacksmith ancestor in the future. By then, Master Jiang, don't do anything. Forget today’s love.”
"Master Cai's words speak volumes. There is no need to say more about the relationship between me and the border troops," Jiang Lin said.
Cai Xingchang nodded and left without saying anything else.
After moving the silver coins into the temporary warehouse, a group of blacksmith masters quickly gathered around and asked: "Mr. Jiang, when will we start to expand the elite team? I don't think we should wait until tomorrow, let's start now! Select the candidates overnight! Make a decision and we can start working early in the morning!”
Jiang Lin knew that these blacksmiths wanted to work early and get paid early.
But it was getting dark now, and he said: "There is no rush for this night. Please recharge your batteries. We will start early tomorrow morning."
Although the blacksmith masters are impatient, no one in the Southern Blacksmith Camp dares to disobey Jiang Lin.
Otherwise, there would be a bunch of people throwing him out without Jiang Lin opening his mouth.
Mr. Jiang's prestige in the South Blacksmith Camp can be said to surpass almost anyone else. Even if Sun Zhongyun, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, comes, he may not be able to speak well.
And even if you listen to Sun Zhongyun's words, you will still be suppressed by official power.
Only for Jiang Lin, many masters truly love him.
After inviting everyone, including the sergeants responsible for guarding the temporary warehouse, to have a meal together, Jiang Lin heard praises in his ears.
Not to mention hearing calluses on the ears, but it's almost the same.
After eating, he returned to the house. Jiang Lin brought him foot-washing water, and he used to soak Old Man Wei's feet.
But he was rejected by Old Man Wei: "Now you have to build weapons for the entire army, and your prestige is extremely high. How can you do such a thing."
Old Man Wei's meaning was clear. Jiang Lin's current status was extraordinary and he could no longer serve others as before.
Otherwise, it may damage his prestige.
Jiang Lin smiled and pulled him over to sit down, then soaked his feet in the basin and said: "Although the status is different now, the relationship between you and me has not changed. The more respected you are, the more I must be filial to you, otherwise I won’t be accused of being ungrateful when I become an official.”
Old Man Wei hesitated, wanting to say something else, but when Jiang Lin lowered his head and carefully rubbed his feet, he stopped talking.
After a long time, Jiang Lin brought a towel to wipe the soles of his feet, then changed the basin of hot water and soaked himself.
It's called soaking, but it's actually just a habitual action.
Now that he can perfectly control the fire temperature of four to five thousand degrees, he no longer has much experience with ordinary hot water.
Old Man Wei did not walk away, but sat next to him and said, "Now I would like you to join the frontier army."
"Why?" Jiang Lin turned around and asked in confusion. "You made all the army's weapons. If you can lead the troops to win a few battles, your prestige will be higher than that of the commander-in-chief." Old Man Wei said.
If everyone really needs to upgrade to level 3 weapons, winning the battle is almost a sure thing, and it's not difficult at all.
Jiang Lin's ability to enter the frontier army and take control of the military at this time is almost equivalent to being the eighth commander-in-chief in the army, and may even be the one with the highest prestige.
Because several other marshals do not have the skills of a blacksmith like him.
Status in the military depends partly on seniority, and partly on true ability.
If these commanders are only at the ninth level of martial arts, not many people will be convinced.
No matter how strategic you are, others will only think that you should be an advisor, not a commander.
Jiang Lin smiled and said: "Prestige and other things are enough. Besides, even if I am in the blacksmith camp, this prestige has not gone to other people's homes, isn't it still with me? As the saying goes, if the mountain is not high, there will be immortals, and if the water is not deep, Wherever I am, it is the most suitable place.”
Old Man Wei looked surprised when he heard this and asked: "What is an immortal?"
In this world, there is no concept of immortals, just gods in heaven.
Jiang Lin thought for a moment and explained: "You are an immortal if you do things that humans cannot do."
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"You are an immortal if you do things that humans cannot do..." Old Man Wei recited it several times and asked: "Then you will become an immortal now?"
Jiang Lin was stunned, then laughed dumbly.
If you put aside other means, in a specific field, you are indeed a bit like an immortal.
"Speaking of which, why are so few people mentioning the affairs of the gods in the heavens, and why have they never heard of any stories of ascension or physical sanctification?" Jiang Lin took the opportunity to ask.
Old Man Wei said matter-of-factly: "Since they are gods in the heavens, how can ordinary people like us know about it? As for ascension and physical sanctification, only the blacksmith ancestor in Daqian can achieve it. Other dynasties also have it, but very few."
"Has no one studied how to ascend to heaven?" Jiang Lin asked.
"How can a young child know how to become a Taoist martial artist?" Old Man Wei asked rhetorically.
Jiang Lin opened his mouth and understood what he meant.
Compared to the gods in heaven, the creatures in this world are too weak.
Even at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm, he might not be much stronger than an ant.
This can be seen from the Sun Chaser Bow.
Currently, only one-tenth of the bow string is drawn, but if equipped with Chaos heavy arrows, I am afraid that it can directly kill the fourth and fifth levels of Shenwu Realm.
If it is really full, even those at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm may not be able to resist.
As for the Daowu realm, Jiang Lin knew almost nothing about this realm, so it was difficult to compare for the time being.
But thinking about it, even if it is stronger than the Shenwu Realm, it should be difficult to resist the fully loaded Sun-Chasing Bow when it comes to the Dao Martial Realm for the first time.
The Sun-Chasing Bow is just made of magical wood of the divine weapon grade, paired with the tendons of sixth-grade monster beasts. Although it has reached the divine weapon grade to a certain extent, strictly speaking, it should be a pseudo-magical weapon.
Just like when Jiang Lin didn't master the secret recipe of the treasure weapon, he pushed the quality of the pig iron to the limit and then blended it into the remains of the monster beast. It had characteristics similar to the treasure weapon, but without the foundation of the treasure weapon.
The Blacksmith Patriarch was able to ascend physically because he created three top-notch magic weapons.
The divine weapon that has been tempered for thousands of times is definitely much more powerful than the sun-chasing bow. It can even be said that it is not a product of the same level.
It takes three such powerful weapons to give the blacksmith ancestor the qualification to ascend physically.
So how strong should the gods in heaven be?
At the very least, it has to be stronger than this top-notch magic weapon, right?
According to Jiang Lin's understanding, even if the Xuanhua Taoist lineage was almost wiped out, its contemporary Taoist master is only at the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm, and can already be said to be one of the strongest in the world.
At the ninth level of the Divine Martial Realm, as long as he pulls the sun-chasing bow halfway, he might be able to shoot directly.
In such a comparison, it seems very weak.
"But you may not have the chance to ascend physically." Old Man Wei suddenly said: "The blacksmith ancestor can create three magic weapons. You are stronger than him, so you can do it too."
Jiang Lin came back to his senses and couldn't help laughing when he heard these words: "If you can become the strongest in this world, it's okay if you don't fly to heaven. Otherwise, how can I spend your old age with you."
Old Man Wei shook his head and said: "When I was in the village, I always thought that if I could have enough to eat, I wouldn't have to worry about anything. Until I joined the border army, even when I got here, I never thought about going back."
Jiang Lin understood what this meant. He had no idea when he was in the village. He was like a frog sitting in a well looking at the sky, thinking that the world was just that big.
When I walked out and took a look, I realized that what I had been spending my whole life with was just a small wellhead.
I am used to the vast world outside, but how can I go back to that small place?
Today, I am like a frog who has never seen the world, not knowing how big it is outside.
Jiang Lin remained silent. This was true, but he also didn't lie.
If you can truly become a saint in this world, whether you can fly to heaven or not, it doesn't matter.
At this time, Old Man Wei stood up and patted his shoulder. His voice was slightly hoarse and he said: "Don't worry about us. When we left the village, my father just hoped that I would not go back again. The poor people in that village can only eat grass roots." .”
Seeing Old Man Wei limping back to the house, Jiang Lin breathed softly, with a strange look in his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.
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