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

Chapter 146 Master Yuan's persistence
There are not many border troops in Kyoto, perhaps even the imperial court is afraid of their madness.

The border troops of each province are the largest, which makes the combat effectiveness of Kyoto's army the weakest.

But the difference between strong and weak depends on who you compare with.

No matter how strong the border troops are, they cannot compare with the giant hand in the Battle of Kyoto.

Jiang Lin said: "I will make more armor later, which should be useful to you brothers. However, the monster remains are not unlimited, so we can only buy as much as we can and use as much as we can."

"You are thoughtful, brother." Liao Mingxu smiled and nodded, saying, "Don't worry about your matter, just leave Xu Kaijin to me. Don't underestimate him because he is big. If we really fight, I am not afraid of him."

After chatting for a while and greeting Song Tianjiu, Xu Fenglei, Cai Yanting and others, Jiang Lin left.

Looking at the top-grade armor, Cai Yanting asked in a low voice: "When we set out to the border, should we really not take him with us?"

With a blacksmith like Jiang Lin, their lives would be better.

Although it may not necessarily reverse the situation of the war, it can play a big role in local battles.

Liao Mingxu shook his head and said, "Master Wei is here, so we can't force him. Besides, he is sincere to us, so how can we ignore him? Let's not talk about this anymore."

Cai Yanting had no other intention, so she just asked casually.

If you can go, go. If you can’t go, that’s fine too.

Over the years, the border troops have not relied on any one person to win.

Liao Mingxu patted his armor, narrowed his eyes and said, "But this is really a good thing. Xu Kaijin got a bargain. I have to give him a drink!"

……

When we got back to the Southern Blacksmith Camp, Blacksmith Qi came up to us and said, "The Foundry sent us some things, specifically for you."

Jiang Lin looked over and saw that they were all good materials.

The most abundant thing was black crystal iron, which was more than what Yuan Bingqi brought at the beginning.

There is also water, wind and sand that can greatly enhance the flexibility of weapons, and is most suitable for making iron whips, soft swords, etc.

There are also materials such as black horn stone and hematite that can enhance the hardness of castings.

There are three or four kinds scattered here and there.

"These are not extremely rare materials, but they are considered relatively good in the foundry department. The master craftsman is really good to you." said Qi the blacksmith.

Jiang Lin nodded, the gift was small but the sentiment was profound.

It's pretty good to be able to dig out these things and send them to the foundry where there aren't many good things.

"Master Qi, I still don't quite understand why other materials are so rare among the people?" Jiang Lin couldn't help but ask.

"Who knows?" Blacksmith Qi shook his head and said, "Our foundry doesn't have access to very good materials, and we don't value them very much. Perhaps it's because only the rich and powerful need to use those materials to forge precious weapons and spiritual weapons."

Jiang Lin remained silent. He went to the shops in Kyoto City several times but didn't find any good materials.

The snow spirit soil that I had previously looked down upon was actually considered quite good.

Better materials would cost thousands of taels of silver, which is definitely not affordable for ordinary people.

It seems that if you want to get good materials, you either have to submit to the powerful or participate in the competition.

Jiang Lin suddenly realized that the so-called competition was probably a bait deliberately set up by the powerful in order to recruit geniuses from the people.

Otherwise, this kind of competition is really meaningless.

So should I participate or not?

For now, Jiang Lin doesn't think he has any qualifications or cards to resist the recruitment of powerful forces.

If you refuse too much, they might really use some despicable means to deal with you.

What you can't get, you destroy. This is not just an empty saying.

Some people are so narrow-minded that if they don't want something, others can't want it either. "Forget it, these things can still cope for now, and there is no rush to get better materials."

"This black horn stone is most suitable for making hammers. If Master Jiang wants to improve the quality of the hammer, it would be best to use it." Blacksmith Qi reminded.

"Thank you Master Qi for your advice, that's exactly what I meant." Jiang Lin said.

The mid-quality hammer in his hand is no longer enough, especially since the armor needs to be cold forged.

High-quality hammers can make work more efficient.

Picking up the piece of iron stone covered with patterns like a tortoise shell, Jiang Lin hesitated slightly, but decided to put it into the furnace together with the hammer for calcination.

He planned to try fusion forging to see if he could directly melt the black horn stone into it, so that he wouldn't have to forge a new hammer.

When both were burned red, Jiang Lin deliberately burned the black horn stone for a little longer, and only took it out when it was almost melted.

The black horn stone is then smashed into thin slices, wrapped around the outer layer of the hammer head, and then re-calcined before hammering begins.

This method made some blacksmiths confused.

Usually the black horn stone is first broken into pieces, ground into powder and then mixed with pig iron and hammered continuously, so that it can be integrated more tightly.

Jiang Lin covered it with a layer and then hit it directly. Will it be effective this way?
If it were someone else, they would definitely say no.

The two are not made of the same material, and it is easy for faults to occur when covering a large area.

But they no longer understood Jiang Lin's skills, and it was difficult for them to judge them.

Blacksmith Qi walked up to Yuan Bingqi and asked, "What do you think, Master Yuan?"

Yuan Bingqi said without even looking up: "Master Jiang's skills are unmatched. If he thinks it's okay, then it's definitely okay."

"You haven't even seen it, how do you know?"

"There's nothing to see, and I can't tell what it's all about." Yuan Bingqi still didn't look up, concentrating on hammering the iron in his hand.

Blacksmith Qi looked over and saw that the piece of iron had been hammered by Yuan Bingqi for more than five days. It had shrunk a whole circle from the size of a washbasin.

"How many floors are there?" Blacksmith Qi asked curiously.

"Four hundred and seventy-nine floors." Yuan Bingqi said.

Blacksmith Qi was surprised. There are so many floors?
“How many layers do you plan to stack?”

"I haven't thought about it. As long as I can still fold it, I will keep going." Yuan Bingqi said.

Blacksmith Qi was silent for a moment. There was usually no upper limit to the number of layers that could be refined. If one's skills were strong enough, tens of thousands of layers could be stacked.

However, it is not easy for an ordinary blacksmith to stack so many layers. The more layers there are, the fewer impurities there are, which also means that the hardness of the iron block itself has reached a higher level.

Therefore, it becomes more and more difficult as you go along, and it is already amazing if you can stack hundreds of layers.

If you stack thousands of layers, you might be able to make a top-quality weapon out of ordinary iron.

Of course, I don’t know how long it will take.

Blacksmith Qi couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that it was no wonder that Yuan Bingqi was willing to come to the Southern Blacksmith Camp.

Only in the Southern Blacksmith Camp could he concentrate so much on practicing the Hundred Refining Techniques, and no one cared whether he worked or not.

Maybe many people actually hope that Yuan Bingqi would do nothing and not make any contribution, so as to avoid competing with them.

Yuan Bingqi didn't care what others thought. As long as he could concentrate on practicing the Hundred Refining Method, he didn't mind even if the title of master chef was taken away again.

There was a clanging sound again and again, and all he could see was that piece of iron.

Jiang Lin's ability to use ordinary iron to forge top-grade weapons gave Yuan Bingqi great hope. He felt that he could do it too!

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