He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 1 Young Blacksmith Apprentice
In the 397th year of Qianli, the Nanling Camp of the Daqian Dynasty, the Southern Blacksmith Camp.

In early July, the sun is scorching.

"Ding Dong! Ding Dong!"

The strong men fought shirtless, and the sounds of hammers and anvils hitting each other were like the beating of war drums, resounding through the sky.

There are all kinds of weapons, including swords, guns, crossbows and arrows.

A muscular man with bulging muscles and a strong aura was patrolling among the blacksmiths, shouting loudly as he walked.

"Daliang and Dachen, two cowards, have joined forces to invade the border. The border battle is fierce and weapons are in short supply. The Foundry Department has accepted a big job to forge 30,000 steel knives, 10,000 spears, and 200,000 feather arrows within 20 days!"

"Among the four major blacksmith camps in the southeast, northwest, and northeast, our Southern Blacksmith Camp gets the least work, only 10%!"

"Swing your arms, raise your hammers, and keep your eyes open! Although we are few in number in the Southern Blacksmith Camp, we can't let others look down on us!"

The blacksmiths were constantly working with their hands, roaring amid the clanging sounds.

The blacksmith shop, which was already frighteningly hot, was now even more bustling, and even the blood seemed to be boiling.

The strong man walked from the hammering area to the fire burning area.

Most of the people here are blacksmith apprentices, and they are responsible for the simplest fire-making.

It is said to be simple, but in fact there are many skills involved. People with insufficient understanding will only be able to get the basics after three to five years.

The strong man was too lazy to teach these apprentices one by one, and only shouted: "Making fire is a test of eyesight. Open your eyes wide and control the fire. It can't be burned as soft as a woman, nor can it be so hard that not even the skin can be peeled off!"

As he spoke, the sturdy man slapped the head of the apprentice who was standing next to him and whose face was blackened by the charcoal fire.

"Why add so much charcoal, idiot!"

The apprentice was beaten so hard that he saw stars, but he didn't dare to complain.

The person in front of him is Zhao Yankui, one of the three master craftsmen of the Southern Blacksmith Camp. In this year's regular test, he may be promoted to deputy chief craftsman.

Although his official rank was not among the nineteenth level of the Daqian grade, he was still an official of high rank.

Even the formal blacksmiths were trained by him like his grandsons. Few of them could meet his standards. How could a little apprentice dare to yell at him?
At this time, a "whoosh" sound came from the side. Zhao Yankui turned his head and saw a young man with a face as roasted as a sweet potato. He held a piece of red-hot pig iron in each hand and pulled it out of the high-temperature furnace.

The originally black iron block now turned bright red, like a ripe cherry just picked.

The young man ran to the hammering area holding two tongs and gave the heated pig iron to the two blacksmiths.

The two blacksmiths only took a glance and exclaimed in praise: "Jiang Lin, your control of the temperature is getting better and better. The weapons forged with the iron you burn are much stronger than those made by others!"

The young man named Jiang Lin said modestly: "It is thanks to the superb skills honed by the masters. I have only learned the basics and am still far from it."

"You kid..." The two blacksmiths laughed and looked at the young man with admiration in their eyes.

Jiang Lin didn't have time to rest, so he ran back to the firing area, picked up two pieces of iron and put them back into the furnace.

After staring at the fire for a few seconds, he reached out and picked up a few pieces of charcoal from the side and added them in. He stepped on the bellows with his feet, and immediately flames rose and the temperature soared.

Others could only burn one piece of iron at a time, but he burned two pieces at the same time.

Others stare at the fire, sometimes worried that the temperature is too high, sometimes worried that the temperature is too low.

But the flame in his furnace always maintains a stable high temperature, so the heating speed is naturally much faster.

In the time it takes others to burn a piece of iron, he has already sent it to the hammering area two or three times, and his efficiency is more than five times.

His whole body was covered in sweat, but he had no time to wipe it off, leaving beads of sweat as big as soybeans falling to the ground.

Jiang Lin's eyes were sharp as he stared at the flames and the iron block, as if all the people and things around him had nothing to do with him. This level of concentration is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

At this time, a towel was placed around his neck and a pot of water was handed to his mouth.

Jiang Lin turned around and saw Zhao Yankui squatting beside him handing him water. He quickly stood up and said, "Master chef..."

"Mind your own business." Zhao Yankui's tone when speaking to him was not as fierce as that to others. Seeing that Jiang Lin had difficulty using his hands, he even unplugged the kettle for him and fed him water.

Gulu, Gulu——

Jiang Lin was also very thirsty. He drank half of the pot in one gulp before shaking his head slightly to indicate that he had finished.

Zhao Yankui moved the kettle away from his mouth, glanced at the flames in the stove, then reached out and patted the boy's shoulders a few times.

"Well done."

These four simple words attracted the envy, jealousy and hatred of many apprentices around him.

Zhao Yankui always uses two-word phrases to describe them, such as idiot, waste, blind man, etc.

For them, not being scolded by the master chef is already a great thing, let alone praise?
It’s harder than climbing to the sky!
There are less than a handful of people in the Southern Blacksmith Camp who Zhao Yangkui can praise, and there is only one apprentice among them, and that is Jiang Lin.

From the odd job of transporting coal to adding coal and then to lighting a fire by oneself, it sounds like there is nothing difficult. However, other apprentices need at least two years of training to cross these three steps.

Jiang Lin, it’s been less than a month since he came to the Southern Blacksmith Camp.

Damn, this is a monster!

"Do you want to try hammering?" Zhao Yankui suddenly asked.

Jiang Lin was startled, then asked happily: "Is it okay?"

"Your fire-making skills are already good enough. There's nothing wrong with trying out the hammering in advance. Come to me after these two pieces of iron are burned." Zhao Yankui got up and left.

The apprentice closest to him was filled with jealousy: "Jiang Lin, are you going to let me live? You've only been here for a month and you already have to start learning how to train!"

"Yeah, it's no wonder we always get scolded by the chef if you do this, it's too much!" Others also echoed.

In the eyes of these people, they were scolded not because they were not good at it, but because Jiang Lin was too showy.

Jiang Lin didn't even look at these people, still staring at his furnace: "I'll go to the forging area to talk to the master chef later, don't scold you for sending it too fast."

The others' faces turned pale when they heard this. Do you really want us to die?
They cursed in their hearts but didn't dare say anything more. This interruption made the iron in their hands burn even worse.

Jiang Lin didn't care what these people thought, because he knew very well that the two sides were not the same kind of people.

If nothing unexpected happens, by the time he becomes a formal blacksmith, these people will still be struggling in the fire-making area.

Another point is that Jiang Lin is not a native of the Daqian Dynasty. To be precise, he is not a native of this world at all.

After a car accident on Blue Star, he traveled to the Daqian Dynasty and became a blacksmith's apprentice.

After a few days of hesitation and confusion, I began to try to adapt and integrate into this new world. From being able to only watch and do odd jobs, I am now responsible for the fire and have been recognized by the master and other blacksmiths.

He already has a place in the Southern Blacksmith Camp.

But as an apprentice, I had to wait until the blacksmiths had finished eating, and only the leftovers belonged to me.

You can’t sit on a chair, you have to squat beside the food with your bowl in hand to eat.

Even to sleep, he could only spread some straw under the eaves of the official blacksmith's house and use a brick as a pillow, exposing himself to the wind, sun and rain.

I've had enough of days like this.

Jiang Lin wants to have a house of his own and be able to sit on a chair and eat his meals in peace!

No one was more eager to become a formal blacksmith than he was.

Although his heart was beating fast, Jiang Lin still stared at the furnace intently. No matter what the result of his previous attempts at hammering was, he had to do the job in his hands well first.

Soon, the two iron embryos were burning red, and Jiang Lin sent them to the forging area.

Zhao Yankui saw it from a distance and shouted, "Hong Xiuping, let Jiang Lin try that embryo."

As the master chef of the Southern Blacksmith Camp, Zhao Yankui's shout immediately attracted the attention of almost everyone.

They were all very familiar with Jiang Lin. From being complete novices at the beginning, his fire-making skills had almost reached perfection in less than a month.

Everyone knew that Jiang Lin would become a formal blacksmith in the future, but no one expected that he would try forging so soon.

Hong Xiuping handed the sledgehammer in his hand to Jiang Lin and said with a smile: "Then you come and try it. I'll hold the embryo for you."

The blacksmith and the apprentices continued to do their own things, but they couldn't help but glance over here.

They really wanted to know how this young man with an uncanny talent in fire-making could perform in the art of hammering.

Will it be as amazing as burning fire?

Jiang Lin gripped the hammer handle and raised it up. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he stared at the iron blank in front of him and smashed it down hard.

boom--

After that sound, laughter quickly broke out in the blacksmith shop.

Jiang Lin's hammer hit the edge of the iron blank, and it bounced back and almost hit Hong Xiuping in the face. The blacksmith was so scared that he dropped the tongs and stepped back.

It is normal to have trouble finding the right target when using a hammer for the first time, but Jiang Lin was too popular in the past.

Especially the apprentices, who were relieved when they saw him make a fool of himself.

No matter how good you are at making fire, you don't have any outstanding talent in hammering skills. Do you think you are so powerful?

Hong Xiuping came over and snatched the sledgehammer from Jiang Lin, and said with a look of fear on his face: "You should practice more. This hammer is not something that anyone can use. It doesn't matter if it breaks the iron, but it will be troublesome if it hurts a person."

Zhao Yankui glanced at it from a distance. It was normal for the first hammer to hit the target crookedly. It could only be said that there was no amazing result.

As for Jiang Lin himself, after apologizing to Hong Xiuping, he turned around and returned to the fire area.

Several apprentices nearby immediately laughed and said, "How is it, Blacksmith Jiang? Is the hammer useful?"

"I don't know if it's useful or not, but the important thing is that it has enough momentum. Look at that hammer strike just now. Master Hong's face turned pale with fright."

"Some people's talents are just so-so, nothing special."

They laughed out loud, but Jiang Lin seemed not to hear them and just kept on making fire.

Several apprentices looked at each other, feeling very happy. Nothing made them happier than seeing Jiang Lin embarrassed, even though they would not benefit from it.

Perhaps gloating over other people's misfortunes is the only pleasure they can find in their boring apprenticeship.

The clanking of the smithy did not cease until long after sunset.

The blacksmith and his apprentices simply packed up their things and went back to eat and rest. Only Jiang Lin was still squatting in front of the stove, carefully sweeping the charcoal ash.

Take out all the unburned charcoal and sweep away the charcoal ash from the furnace body to ensure that the furnace can heat up quickly when it is reopened tomorrow before closing the furnace door.

Then he walked around the blacksmith shop to check that there would be no flames left overnight to prevent fire.

This job is not originally his, but if he wants to live well in a new environment, it is always a good idea to do more.

After finishing all this, Jiang Lin, exhausted, stopped in front of one of the anvils when he passed the hammering area.

Glancing at the sledgehammer leaning against the side, he reached out and grasped the hammer handle.

The laughter of those apprentices and Hong Xiuping's words asking him to practice more echoed in his ears again.

Is that what talent is?
Jiang Lin's eyes suddenly became sharp. After taking a deep breath, he raised the sledgehammer high and smashed it hard on the anvil in front of him.

boom--

There was a loud bang, like thunder coming out of nowhere.

It is also like a huge rock falling into the center of a lake, and a few lines of text emerge in the ripples.

【Name: Jiang Lin】

[Grade: Blacksmith Apprentice]

[Skill 1: Firemaking Lv5 (Proficiency 1758/2000)]

[Skill 2: Tempering Lv1 (Proficiency 2/100)]

[Skill 1: Level 5 Mastery, can perfectly control the furnace temperature within degrees]

[Skill 2: Level 1, improves hammer drop accuracy by %]

[Skill 3: Level 1 Perceptive (enabled at forging level 2), can mark item defects, and improve item quality after forging to eliminate defects.]

Jiang Lin stared at the words in front of him with a sharp gaze.

talent?

Not worth mentioning!
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