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

Chapter 112 Brother-in-law's Teaching

Jiang Lin didn't dare to say that he was now a person with a lot of say in the Southern Blacksmith Camp. After all, it had only been two or three months, and it was hard to believe such a big change if one didn't see it with one's own eyes.

He just thought that he had found a good master, and the other blacksmiths were also good people, and they helped to collect the money.

"How can I repay this favor? No, no, you have to take it back and give it back to the owner." Jiang Qingguang said without hesitation.

Although the family is poor, they still have some backbone.

I have received such a great favor for no reason, but I cannot repay it at all, and I cannot even sleep well.

Jiang Xiu and Wang Hua also thought so. Although their families were poor, they could still make ends meet.

Once the evil python leaves or is killed, life will be better.

"Don't worry about your family, little brother. My craftsmanship is pretty good. If there are really not many people around, I can carry my load and go to other villages. Even if I just sharpen knives and scissors, I can earn a few copper coins." Wang Hua said.

Jiang Xiu followed up and said, "Yes, little brother, just take the silver back with you, don't think too much. By the way, Brother Hua's family has been blacksmiths for three generations. You can learn from him this time and let him teach you some skills. Those masters are good to you, don't let them down."

Jiang Lin didn't know what to say, so he could only nod in agreement.

Then, Jiang Xiu kneaded the dough, chopped up wild vegetables, mixed them in and spread them into pancakes.

There was no extra oil at home, so I just rubbed the bottom of the pan with a piece of pig skin. The flour was coarse, and when it was cooked, the whole pancake was black and hard.

Although the food in the blacksmith camp was not good, Jiang Lin, who had a large piece of red meat every day, found it difficult to swallow this kind of bread.

Just because his sister worked so hard, he still ate with big mouthfuls.

Fortunately, when I came, several blacksmiths gave me a lot of dried meat, which I mixed with water and cooked into broth, which relieved the pain a lot.

I don’t know if it was because they were shocked by the more than one hundred taels of silver, or because it was a rare chance to drink meat soup, but the family was silent during the meal.

After finishing the meal, Wang Hua stood up and said, "Brother, let's go and make iron."

Jiang Lin got up as he was told and came to the blacksmith shop. Wang Hua glanced into the room and asked in a low voice, "You're not used to that cake... are you?"

Jiang Lin subconsciously wanted to deny it, but Wang Hua shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I know. With your size, no matter how bad the food in the blacksmith camp is, it must be much better than this. Your sister actually knows it, but with her personality, I'm afraid she doesn't want to say it out loud, for fear of upsetting our parents."

Wang Hua sighed and continued, "Speaking of which, it's also my fault that I don't have the ability. If I can't make a living as a blacksmith, I'm thinking about joining the army. At least I have some strength, and the army can save some money, which should make life better for my family."

Jiang Lin frowned slightly and said, "Don't worry about the money. I won't let my family be poor. But you can't join the army. What if something happens to you, what will I do?"

"It's understandable that you support your parents, but as a brother-in-law, I can't let you support them too, what would that mean?"

Wang Hua waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. How far have you learned in the blacksmith camp? Do you know how to make a fire?"

This is not Wang Hua's deliberate belittlement or disrespect. It is just that a normal apprentice needs to learn how to make fire for a year or two before he can get the hang of it.

It is normal for people who lack understanding to be confused after two or three years.

Jiang Lin's progress was so fast that even the foreman of the foundry was shaking with shock, not to mention the blacksmith in the village who could barely afford to eat.

Jiang Lin was thinking about how to answer this question. Wang Hua saw that he was in a dilemma and said quickly, "It's okay. I spent a year learning how to make fire. Practice makes perfect. Just take your time. Let me teach you some tips first. Listen to me."

As he spoke, he opened the furnace door and carefully added a small piece of charcoal into it.

Turning back to see Jiang Lin staring at the few remaining charcoal baskets beside him, Wang Hua said a little embarrassedly: "No one came to forge iron today, so the extra charcoal would be wasted."

Jiang Lin, who was used to pouring a large basket into the blacksmith camp, said nothing, but nodded and said, "That should be it."

"Look, little brother, the most important trick to making a fire is to control the temperature. Although it is just a piece of charcoal, the principle is the same. The more charcoal there is, the redder it burns, and the higher the temperature. Bring me a piece of iron." Wang Hua said.

Jiang Lin picked up a piece of pig iron as instructed, and Wang Hua took it and put it into the furnace, burning it with charcoal fire while explaining.

"Iron is different from other things. It contains many impurities. Although it is difficult to burn it cleanly with ordinary charcoal fire, as long as you observe carefully, you can find out its surface..." He spoke and Jiang Lin listened with a serious attitude.

He was not impatient just because his fire-making skills had already been perfected.

Because Wang Hua was talking about how to make a fire, but Jiang Lin was listening to the love and care of his family.

After a long while, Wang Hua stopped talking until his mouth was dry and he turned around and asked, "How did you listen?"

Jiang Lin answered seriously: "I have realized something and I have some thoughts. I still need to think about it carefully."

"It's different after going to the blacksmith camp. People speak in a more elegant way." Wang Hua laughed, feeling somewhat relieved.

I don't know how talented I am, but at least I have a good attitude, so I shouldn't suffer too much in the blacksmith camp.

Just thinking about my uncertain future makes me feel a little sad.

At this time, Jiang Xiu came over and asked, "How are you guys talking?"

"Not bad. I learn very quickly and will definitely make a name for myself in the blacksmith camp in the future. We don't need to worry about him anymore." Wang Hua said with a smile.

This was obviously meant to comfort his wife. Jiang Xiu didn't know if she heard it or not. She just smiled at Jiang Lin with narrowed eyes and said, "Little brother, someone is here to act as a matchmaker for you."

"Matchmaking?" Jiang Lin was a little surprised.

"You've met Qi Bo's daughter. She was smiling at you on the way back." Jiang Xiu said.

Jiang Lin really couldn't remember who it was, as there were several young village women smiling at him.

"Sister, I don't have the heart to think about this kind of thing right now, so let's just let them go back." Jiang Lin said.

"Really not going to meet him?" Jiang Xiu whispered, "I heard that Qi Bo's son has some business in town. If you don't have a good time in the blacksmith camp in the future, it will be a good thing for you to go there."

This is the basic thinking about marriage, which is mostly done for the sake of making a living.

love?

That is something that only beautiful women, talented men, and wealthy families can consider.

Jiang Xiu wanted to say something but was interrupted by Wang Hua.

"I have already made it out. My future may not be worse than Qi Bo's son. There is no rush. Besides, I have to go to the mountain with you to chop some firewood. I don't have time."

Jiang Xiu could tell that he was trying to help him refuse. After thinking for a while, he said, "Okay, I'll send them back first. If you want to chop wood, you must sharpen your knives first. The hatchets are very blunt."

"Well, I'll grind it right away."

I brought back two axes. Judging from the blades, they were indeed not sharp, and the material was also very ordinary with many impurities.

After giving Jiang Lin a handful of knife, he was about to pick up the whetstone when Jiang Xiu came over and asked him to fetch two buckets of water.

"You grind it first, I'll come with the water." Wang Hua said.

Jiang Lin nodded and watched him leave.

Then he looked at the hatchet and then at the charcoal fire next to it which had not yet completely gone out.

At this time, a man came over, looked around, and then asked, "Little brother, is this the blacksmith shop?"

Jiang Lin looked up and saw that he was holding a long knife in his hand. He looked like a passing gangster, so he nodded and asked, "Yes, what do you want to fight?"

The man put down the long knife in his hand and said, "Every time I sharpen this knife, it becomes blunt very quickly. Let's see what's going on."

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