Chapter 27 Lujia Workshop (please seek monthly reading recommendation votes)
The next day happens to be a holiday.
Zhou Ling got up early in the morning and began to repair the Fire Pattern Pill Furnace.
First, after [primary analysis], the main problems of the Condensing Fire Imprint were determined.
It is long-term use that causes the inscription to wear and the effect of the spiritual ink to fail.
It's not a big problem to repair.
After redrawing the inscription, Zhou Ling checked it carefully again to make sure there were no other problems.
With a satisfied look on his face, he wrapped the alchemy furnace with clean linen cloth and put it into the medicine basket.
After breakfast, I carried a medicine basket and went to Old Man Zhao’s stall in Xida Fang Market.
Old man Zhao was sitting on a low stool, eating fried dough sticks and shouting, wiping the sweat on his face with a yellowed towel from time to time.
Zhou Ling handed him the repaired pill furnace.
Seeing the alchemy furnace, Old Man Zhao stuffed the remaining half of the fried dough stick directly into his mouth. With his mouth bulging, he said excitedly, "Boy Ling, have you really repaired this alchemy furnace?"
Zhou Ling nodded and said, "Yes."
Old man Zhao was even more energetic and his eyes were shining. If the alchemy furnace is really repaired, in addition to paying Zhou Ling the repair fee, he will also You can earn a lot of spiritual stones.
You know, he only earns more than a dozen low-grade spiritual stones a month by setting up a stall here.
This alchemy furnace is big business to him.
Then he took a towel, wiped his hands, and carefully took out the alchemy furnace from the medicine basket.
Looked carefully, with a solemn look on his face.
Zhou Ling was originally very confident, but looking at Old Man Zhao's expression, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, "Is there a problem?"
After watching for a moment, Old Man Zhao exhaled, He said with joy, "No problem, it's really fixed!"
Zhou Ling breathed a sigh of relief. Although it had been judged many times by [Primary Analysis], this was the first time to repair a low-grade magic weapon.
He didn't have much confidence in his heart.
Old man Zhao carefully put the alchemy furnace into the sack, then took out ten low-grade spiritual stones from his storage bag and handed them to Zhou Ling.
Zhou Ling happily took the spirit stone, carefully put it into the spirit stone bag on his body, and then asked with a cheerful face, "Uncle Zhao, do you still have this kind of inferior and inferior magic weapon in your hand? ”
Zhou Ling has finally tasted the benefits. He has earned more spiritual stones from repairing this fire-marked pill furnace than his parents earned in a month.
And it's easy.
Old man Zhao rolled his eyes at him and couldn't help but laugh, "You think low-grade magic weapons are cabbages!"
"I can only pick them up once every one or two years."
Zhou Ling thinks about it, too.
But when I glanced over, the items placed on the linen cloth of the stall were all ordinary magic weapons, with a few defective ones.
Even if it is repaired, it will only earn more than a dozen broken souls.
Zhou Ling is not very interested at this time, and it is one thing to earn less.
The key is that it is a waste of time, and it does not help improve your weapon refining skills and talents.
Old man Zhao pondered for a moment and said, "If you want to earn spiritual stones, I can introduce you to you!"
Hearing this, Zhou Ling became more energetic and asked, "What kind of way can Uncle Zhao do? ?”
Old Man Zhao glanced at Zhou Ling and said, "The inscription master from the Lujia Workshop left last month, and they are short of manpower."
"If you can refine the inscription, you can do it. Go over and give it a try.”
“But let’s make a deal first, saying that I introduced it.”
“From now on, only the defective products from their workshop will be sold to me!”
"Where is the Lu Family Workshop?" Zhou Ling asked after thinking for a while.
Workshops are the main source of magical artifacts.
If you can take the order from the workshop, you will not only be able to earn more, but your weapon refining level will also be greatly improved.
After all, practicing in the Taoist Academy is mostly theoretical classes, with very little actual weapon refining.
The Taoist Temple's tool-making courses also include practical courses for tool-making, including tool tempering and inscription drawing.
But since there is no underground fire in Xixia Branch, if you want to take this kind of practical class, you can only go to the North Campus. But it was twenty or thirty miles away, and Zhou Ling couldn't go there at all.
Nowadays, if you can receive an order from a workshop for internship, it is also a good opportunity.
"On Xiyun Third Street, when you get there, you can see the signboard of Lujia Workshop."
"Remember to say it was recommended by me!"
Old Man Zhao He warned again worriedly.
Zhou Ling nodded.
After thanking Mr. Zhao, he left Fangshi.
Walk towards Xiyun Street where Old Man Zhao mentioned.
After Zhou Ling walked straight along West Street for a while, he turned two intersections.
When we arrived at Xiyun Street, we soon saw the Lujia Workshop that Old Man Zhao was talking about at the end of the street.
A simple and spacious courtyard.
From time to time, jingling sounds came from inside.
A flag signboard was hung in front of the workshop, with "Lujia Workshop" embroidered on it. The flag was a little dark, stained with soot, and looked old.
According to Old Man Zhao, the Lujia Workshop has been open for almost ten years.
The workshop's weapon refiner, whose surname is Lu, is a tempering master. He is very skilled in tempering.
It’s just that the level of the inscription artists hired is limited.
As a result, the workshop’s yield is low.
So we can’t afford to hire real weapon refiners, we can only hire some casual weapon refiners.
When Zhou Ling entered the courtyard, he saw a burly middle-aged man drinking tea.
Not far away, at the stove, several disciples were shirtless, swinging sledgehammers, and banging iron.
"Please work harder, I'm here. You are forging iron, not embroidering!"
Master Lu put down the tea bowl, reached out to wipe off the tea dust on his beard, pointed at his disciples and shouted loudly.
He was shirtless, muscular, dark-skinned, but with bright eyes and a loud voice.
After reprimanding several disciples, Master Lu leaned over and picked up the towel hanging on the side and wiped the sweat.
I turned around and saw a strong, handsome kid with sharp eyes walking in.
He frowned and waved impatiently, "Little guy, we are not recruiting apprentices anymore! Go back, go back!"
It is not easy for casual cultivators to survive, and children of casual cultivators must learn how to make a living from an early age. .
Once you leave the Taoist Academy, you can only find a way and learn a craft.
So almost every day, casual cultivators and their children would come to the workshop to learn how to refine weapons.
When Master Lu saw Zhou Ling carrying a medicine basket and wearing simple clothes, he naturally regarded him as a casual cultivator studying.
Zhou Ling shook his head and said, "Master Lu, I'm not here to learn how to make weapons. I was introduced by Shopkeeper Zhao to draw the inscriptions."
"Shopkeeper Zhao?" Master Lu looked at Zhou Ling, "You are the only one here A child, can you draw an inscription?"
"Shopkeeper Zhao Yixi."
"I am the master of cultivation in the Taoist Academy, and I am now able to draw a first-level inscription."
< br>Zhou Ling said seriously.
When Master Lu heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and his expression softened a little, "It turns out that it was Old Man Zhao who introduced me!"
After a pause, he asked slightly suspiciously, "You can really draw a first-order low-grade inscription? Seal?”
“Yes!” Zhou Ling nodded modestly.
"It’s not enough to know a little bit. The refining of artifacts in our workshop is complicated and involves many types of imprints."
Master Lu looked at Zhou Ling and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Zhou Ling replied seriously, "Master Lu, if you don't believe it, you can give me some utensils to try!"
(End of Chapter)