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

Chapter 138 Careful Teaching
After agreeing on the principles of exchange and other matters, Jiang Lin had his men take what they wanted from the monster.

Two fangs nearly a foot long, more than a dozen extremely hard dorsal spines, and a hard shell that is two meters long and several meters wide.

Exchanging these for nineteen lower seventh-grade weapons was a huge profit for Jiang Lin.

With his current skill level, he would not need more than fifty taels of pig iron and charcoal. The weapon he could forge by integrating the remains of the monster would be of at least the second-rate grade and could be sold for at least seven or eight hundred taels.

And this is just the price of one weapon. The remains of the three kinds of monsters can be used to make more than one weapon.

After putting down the bow and arrow, Jiang Lin did not immediately light the fire and start the furnace, but worked with Wang Hua to make a pottery mold first.

He had to recast the furnace here, otherwise the ordinary furnace would be damaged in a short time.

It took nearly two days to cast the furnace.

Those people in the underworld were anxious, but they did not dare to urge them.

Jiang Lin demonstrated his archery skills twice, which shocked everyone. Just a glance at the bow and arrow on the table made people feel cold in their hearts.

They thought that a man so strong in archery would not be weak with other weapons either.

Little did they know that Jiang Lin only knew how to shoot arrows. When the fight really got close, he only had brute force left. He was no match for these martial artists who lived on the tip of a knife.

No one dares to risk their own life to try it, and there is no need to.

They wanted something from Jiang Lin, not that they had any grudge against him.

In the evening of the next day, after polishing and trimming, the new furnace was finally cast.

Looking at the six entropy patterns on the ground, Wang Hua's face was full of disbelief. He actually cast a top-third-grade furnace with his own hands?

Jiang Lin, however, looked calm, as this was all routine operation.

With so many amplification effects, it would be strange if there was not even a third level.

After lighting the furnace, he put a large piece of pig iron in it.

The fire temperature exceeded two thousand degrees, making the entire blacksmith shop seem to be on fire.

Neither Wang Hua nor those people in the martial arts world had ever seen such a hot flame and were so shocked that they were speechless.

Especially Wang Hua, although he was just a low-level blacksmith who made kitchen knives and farm tools, he still had some understanding of fire temperature.

The temperature of the fire when you forge iron yourself is definitely not this high.

The higher the temperature, the harder it is to control the heat, and it will easily be overburned.

But Jiang Lin's ability to control fire was simply incredible. He could burn two pieces of pig iron at the same time with ease.

After a while, the pig iron was burned red. After taking it out of the furnace, Jiang Lin waved to Wang Hua and shouted, "Brother-in-law, come and try it."

"Me?" Wang Hua walked over and looked at the bright red iron block: "I can't do it... I've never used a weapon before."

"Let's give it a try." Jiang Lin intends to train his brother-in-law.

Once you master one, you can master all. Although weapons are difficult to use, it is not difficult to get started as long as you master the basic skills.

What Wang Hua lacks is just experience.

Then, a somewhat chaotic jingling sound was heard.

There is a little rhythm, but not much.

This is the disadvantage of inferior blacksmiths. Although they have learned, their skill level is not very high, roughly equivalent to that of a good apprentice.

"Brother-in-law, you have to develop your own rhythm when you exercise. It can be slow or fast, but you have to keep the rhythm."

“Don’t just use your eyes to see, but use the rebound of the falling hammer to feel the landing point and strength of the next strike.”

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Just like when Zhao Yankui taught Jiang Lin in the past, Jiang Lin now also carefully guides his brother-in-law.

Wang Hua did not feel embarrassed because he was a few years older than him, but cherished this opportunity.

He also knew that Jiang Lin's skill level was many times better than his own.

A few words of advice from him is worth more than working alone for years.

Looking at the two of them getting along so harmoniously, Jiang Xiu stood in front of the house, her eyes smiling like crescent moons.

She turned her head and said, "Mom, I said it was right to send my little brother to the blacksmith camp. Look how well he is now."

Zhao Xiulan nodded repeatedly, her wrinkled face full of smiles: "Okay, okay..."

How can a mother not be happy when her son becomes successful?

The honest Jiang Qingguang said nothing, but glanced at the blacksmith shop from time to time, his eyes full of relief and joy.

Under Jiang Lin's guidance, after a long time, Wang Hua finally completed the production of the first weapon.

There are still quite a lot of defects, as many as more than 300, and the quality is just barely acceptable.

If he were a formal blacksmith in the blacksmith camp, he would have to be at least a lower eighth grade, or even a lower seventh grade.

Despite this, Wang Hua couldn't help but feel excited when looking at the black blade.

"Jiang Lin, am I creating a high-grade weapon?"

"Yeah." Jiang Lin nodded, then put the long knife and the second piece of pig iron into the furnace for calcining.

Wang Hua was extremely happy. He was able to make a weapon of high quality for the first time. Could he be a genius?
Jiang Lin poured cold water on him at the right time and said, "The quality of the iron I forge is very high. If it were the masters in the blacksmith camp, they would at least be lower eighth grade or lower seventh grade. You still need to practice more."

Wang Hua was stunned. He thought that the reason he was able to enter the elite class was not because of his superb skills, but because of the high quality of the iron made by Jiang Lin?

That's right, how could I be so worthy as to be able to forge a high-quality weapon so easily?

Just by making fire, a second-rate blacksmith like himself could forge low-quality weapons at will. How powerful is Jiang Lin's fire-making skill?
Looking at the blazing flames in the furnace that made it difficult for him to get close to them, Wang Hua felt a little frustrated.

The gap is just too big.

The young man standing in front of the stove was like an insurmountable mountain. Just looking up at him was stressful.

After a while, Jiang Lin took out the red-hot long knife and pig iron.

The pig iron was given to Wang Hua, who was asked to continue forging the second weapon, while he forged the long sword himself.

After a few dozen random hammer blows, two entropy patterns appeared on the blade, indicating that it had reached the lower seventh grade.

Jiang Lin stopped immediately, tempered the long sword, sharpened it, and then put it aside.

At this time, Wang Hua had been hammering pig iron for a long time. Jiang Lin walked up to him and started giving him instructions again.

Compared to the first time, Wang Hua’s mentality is much better now, and his strength and accuracy have also improved a lot.

However, due to lack of experience, the product ultimately only reached the entry-level level. However, compared to the first one, it had fewer defects, so it was still an improvement.

Jiang Lin didn't care. If one or two pieces weren't enough to feed them, then he would try ten or a hundred.

As the saying goes, diligence can make up for lack of talent. He believed that even if his brother-in-law could not catch up with the level of Zhao Yankui and Yuan Bingqi, he would have no problem being on par with formal blacksmiths.

Just like that, one teaches and the other learns.

After Wang Hua finished forging, Jiang Lin took it over and rested for a while, and two lower seventh-grade weapons were soon completed.

Jiang Xiu then came over and shouted, "It's time to eat."

Not only Jiang Lin and Wang Hua want to eat here, but those gangsters also eat here.

Jiang Qingguang was reluctant to accept the money, but Tian Daheng and others insisted on giving him money, and they gave him more than what he paid in a restaurant.

Jiang Lin walked over and said, "Brother Tian, ​​it's only natural that you pay for your meals here, but you don't need to spend too much. These are all homely meals, so just pay as much as you spend."

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