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

Chapter 133: The quota is determined
The second round of registration for the Southern Blacksmith Camp's expansion has not yet ended, but Jiang Lin and Blacksmith Qi have already arrived at the Foundry.

Originally, the two wanted to bring Yuan Bingqi along as well. After all, there would be more and more people in the South Blacksmith Camp in the future, and Jiang Lin had no intention of managing it.

It is obviously impossible for Qi the blacksmith to handle so many things alone.

But Yuan Bingqi refused without hesitation. After changing jobs, the former master chef of Dong Tiejiangying had no intention of promotion anymore.

Because he saw infinite possibilities in Jiang Lin, he was led to focus more on the skills themselves.

In next year's regular test, he won't even compete for the position of deputy master craftsman, so why would he care about the title of master chef.

Without being bothered by trivial matters, Yuan Bingqi could immerse himself more fully in the Hundred Refining Method. For him, nothing could make him feel more comfortable than this.

There was no other way, so Blacksmith Qi had to call on a few elite blacksmiths to partner with him, including Blacksmith Tang who had taught Jiang Lin how to quench a steel pipe.

He is calm and patient, and is one of the suitable candidates for the master chef.

The only downside is that no one has skills as good as Zhao Yankui, and his methods are strong enough to suppress others.

In other words, Jiang Lin is still in the South Blacksmith Camp. If he leaves, this place will probably be in chaos soon.

When they arrived at the Foundry, the chief craftsman Yu Maoming, the deputy chief craftsman Yuan Gaohao, Zhao Yangkui and others had been waiting for a long time.

What surprised several people from the Southern Blacksmith Camp was that there were actually several people from other blacksmith camps participating in this master craftsman competition.

Those people now all had awkward expressions and looked at each other secretly.

They all said that they would never go to the Southern Blacksmith Camp like Yuan Bingqi did, but turned around and came to participate in the master chef competition.

Zhao Yankui came over with a smile and took the initiative to greet him, without any airs of a deputy engineer at all.

Jiang Lin and others walked forward and bowed to Yu Maoming and other deputy craftsmen.

Yu Maoming and others might be a little bit arrogant towards ordinary blacksmiths, but they have no such idea towards Jiang Lin at all.

From Zhao Yankui, it was learned that Jiang Lin could easily use ordinary iron to forge middle-fourth-grade ironware, and even re-forged upper-second-grade and even upper-first-grade weapons for many military officers in the Nanling camp.

No one in the Foundry Department dared to look down on him anymore. Even the clerk Yan Tianrong took the initiative to come over and say to Jiang Lin with a smile.

"Master Jiang is young and promising. In my opinion, there is no need for you to compete. The position of the master chef in the Southern Blacksmith Camp belongs to you."

Others also thought so. With Jiang Lin's skill level and prestige in the Southern Blacksmith Camp, there was really no need for comparison.

The reason why he was called here was because Yu Maoming and others wanted to see with their own eyes how capable this young blacksmith was.

It is simply appalling to use ordinary iron to make fourth-grade ironware.

However, on the surface, the evaluation of the master chefs should still be the main focus, and Jiang Lin’s skill display should be put behind.

"Master Craftsman Zhao didn't tell us earlier that so many outsiders would be taking part in the competition." Blacksmith Qi complained in a low voice.

I thought it was a done deal, but something unexpected happened.

Zhao Yankui asked, "Why, are you afraid that you can't beat them?"

"That's not..."

"Then what else is there to say? The rule is that everyone can come to participate in the competition." Zhao Yankui paused, and then said, "The steward said that three more master chefs will be added to the South Blacksmith Camp. Apart from Jiang Lin, you still have four positions to compete for. It's not like no one can get in."

After hearing this, several people were a little unconvinced. Even if the others were master blacksmiths, so what? He was an elite blacksmith in the Southern Blacksmith Camp and was not necessarily worse than them!

Besides, wouldn’t it be a joke if they couldn’t even fight for the position of master chef in the Southern Blacksmith Camp?
For a moment, several people put their full efforts into competing in this competition!
Like regular tests, the evaluation of master chefs is also based on their skills, and the overall process is roughly the same.

Jiang Lin was called to the side by Yan Tianrong, who also had a chair moved for him. He said with a smile, "Master Jiang, just watch here. It's just right for us to have a chat so that it won't be too boring." Jiang Lin knew that the steward had been trying to win him over, so he said, "Thank you for your kindness, sir."

"Well, it should be so. Anyone who has contributed to the Foundry Department should do so."

Yan Tianrong chuckled and casually asked about Jiang Lin's hometown, how many people were in his family, how they were doing, and whether he needed any help.

Although the Foundry Department is far away in Kyoto, it occasionally deals with local government offices due to weapons matters.

Even if they don't know each other, they will give him some face for the sake of the 48th Division.

Jiang Lin responded one by one, saying that everything was fine at home and no one needed special care.

This was tantamount to politely rejecting Yan Tianrong's favor, but the steward was not angry. He knew in his heart that if Jiang Lin was willing, he could be "taken away" by some powerful forces at any time.

Those people were not people that a rank eight clerk like him could afford to offend.

What's more, there is a Nanling camp behind Jiang Lin. He would only get upset if he is tired of living.

As for Jiang Lin, Yan Tianrong now wants to win him over if possible, but if he cannot, he will try to maintain their friendship.

While the two were chatting casually, the evaluation over there had already begun.

Yuan Gaohao and Zhao Yankui walked side by side, inspecting the performance of everyone's skills.

Glancing at Yan Tianrong, Yuan Gaohao smiled softly and said, "Master Zhao must be very happy right now, right? His apprentice can sit next to the steward and chat happily."

"Of course. Having a disciple like this makes my life worthwhile."

Zhao Yankui had no intention of hiding it at all. The higher Jiang Lin's status, the happier he was.

If the apprentice does well, the master will be proud of him.

More than half an hour passed, and everyone present finished their tasks almost at the same time.

Yan Tianrong smiled and said, "Master Jiang, would you like to go and take a look together?"

Jiang Lin nodded and stood up.

When he arrived at the testing table, Yu Maoming bowed and said, "Reporting to the steward, the chef's evaluation was completed within the specified time limit, and the quality is being tested."

Yan Tianrong nodded slightly, then looked at Jiang Lin and said, "It would be better if Master Jiang could verify this effect."

Everyone looked over. Normally, even if Yan Tianrong didn't comment personally, Yu Maoming should have done it.

But now a young man named Jiang Lin is put in charge, which shows how much importance he attaches to it.

Qi the blacksmith and the others looked at each other and showed joy.

How can we not win if we are competing among our own people?
Although the chefs from other camps had complaints in their hearts, they did not dare to confront him directly. They could only look at Jiang Lin bitterly, hoping that he would do things against his conscience.

Jiang Lin knew that this was an offensive job, but he had no intention of avoiding it.

He walked over and picked up the weapons on the table one by one to examine them.

After a while, he put down the last weapon, bowed and said, "Master, I have finished reading it."

"Well, what's the result?" Yan Tianrong asked.

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