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

Chapter 22 Rewards (Part )

Yuan Gaohao smiled and said, "Master Sijiang's furnace-baking technique has reached the fifth level of martial arts, the Fish Dragon Realm. You, an apprentice, can resist 50% of the aura without vomiting blood. You are indeed gifted."

Jiang Lin was slightly shocked. This is only 50% of the aura?
If a fight really breaks out, I can crush him to death with just one finger.

"Excuse me, sir, how many levels are there in martial arts?" Jiang Lin couldn't help but ask.

"Ranks one to nine, one is the lowest and nine is the highest." Yuan Gaohao said.

"Is there no higher one?" Jiang Lin asked again.

Yuan Gaohao laughed and said, "There is naturally a supreme divine way above the ninth-grade martial arts, but that is not something we blacksmiths can hope for, unless you can also forge a true divine weapon like the ancestor."

Jiang Lin did not ask any more questions, thinking that it was no wonder that the furnace baking method was not taken seriously by blacksmiths.

Master Sijiang is the best among the four major blacksmith camps. I am afraid that no one in the entire Daqian Dynasty can match him.

Such a person is only equivalent to the fifth level of martial arts, and there is still a long way to go before he reaches the pinnacle of martial arts. An ordinary blacksmith might only be able to barely reach the fifth level in his entire life.

As for the so-called supreme way of God, it is even more far away and cannot be expected.

Yu Maoming took out a red pill from his arms and threw it over. Zhao Yankui quickly dodged it, while Jiang Lin subconsciously raised his hand to catch it.

"Boy, this is extra compensation for your injury. It is not included in the reward for today's test." Yu Maoming said.

Yuan Gaohao explained: "This is a blood and qi pill for Taoists. It may be ordinary for them, but it is very useful for us blacksmiths. One pill is enough to be worth a hundred kilograms of red meat!"

Before Jiang Lin could react, Zhao Yankui pulled him aside and said, "Why don't you thank Master Sijiang?"

Jiang Lin came back to his senses, and he understood that the breath just now was both a test and the reason for throwing out this pill.

It is only reasonable and just to compensate someone if you have hurt them.

Yu Maoming said no more, while Zhao Yankui patted Jiang Lin on the shoulder, smiling: "Good boy, there are not many in the Four Camps that can be praised by the Master Craftsman."

"It's all thanks to Master's good teaching. If it weren't for your teaching yesterday and Master Qi's teaching, I wouldn't have achieved what I have today." Jiang Lin said humbly.

Zhao Yankui laughed loudly and patted Jiang Lin on the shoulder: "Okay, okay..."

This disciple really gives him face!

Only Dong Songchang had an unpleasant expression on his face. Master Engineer, did this mean that Jiang Lin had passed the test and even received an extra reward?
Damn!

It was originally intended to trip him up, but how did it become a reward?
At this time, the apprentices in the training area around Jiang Lin no longer had any jealousy in their eyes. In addition to envy, they also had a little awe.

Previously, Jiang Lin was called "Brother" by everyone in the fire-burning area, but they didn't take it seriously. They just thought that the apprentices in the fire-burning area were trying to curry favor with the powerful and had no spine.

But it would be fine if Zhao Yankui was so enthusiastic towards Jiang Lin now, after all, they were master and apprentice. However, the master craftsman praised him personally and gave him a blood and qi pill that no one had ever heard of. How could such an honor be ignored?

An apprentice immediately shouted: "Brother Jiang, please take care of your brothers in the future."

"Yes, yes. I used to think that Brother Jiang had the qualities of a dragon and a tiger, and that he would definitely rise to great heights. Now it seems to be true!"

They are much older than Jiang Lin, the oldest is already in his twenties.

He calls me brother all the time, and it comes so naturally.

Zhao Yankui turned around and glared: "Have you finished your work? Have you passed the test?"

The master chef’s majesty made the apprentices dare not say anything, and they immediately lowered their heads and continued to work on the things in their hands.

Zhao Yankui wanted to say something else to Jiang Lin, but was called away by Yuan Gaohao.

He ran over quickly, and as soon as he stood still, Yuan Gaohao asked, "How much work is left for the Southern Blacksmith Camp?" Zhao Yankui cupped his hands and said without hesitation, "The Foundry Department has allocated 3,000 steel knives, 1,000 spears, and 20,000 feather arrows within 20 days! Now 90% of the work has been completed, 80% of which has been shipped away a few days ago, and the remaining 10% will be almost done in the next two days."

"Not bad. Hurry up. The border troops are pushing for it. The earlier the delivery, the better." Yuan Gaohao said.

"Yes."

At this time, Yu Maoming suddenly said indifferently: "Dong Songchang, it seems that the South Blacksmith Camp has no impact whether you are added or not."

Dong Songchang on the side looked embarrassed. Yuan Gaohao had asked him the same question just now, but he could not answer a single word. He could only say that he was visiting relatives this month and it was Zhao Yankui who was in charge.

Although the Master Craftsman did not curse anyone, the dissatisfaction in his tone was very clear.

Yu Maoming didn't say anything else to him. He just said to Zhao Yankui, "Let your apprentice take charge of the business as soon as possible. The blacksmith camp is in urgent need of manpower. After this job, I'm afraid there will be bigger jobs, and they will be more and heavier."

"Anything else? May I ask, Lord Engineer, did the border troops lose the battle? Otherwise, why did they request so many weapons in succession?" Zhao Yankui asked in confusion.

Yuan Gaohao said in a low voice, "The Xuanhua Dao rebelled, causing the border to be breached and the troops to retreat thousands of miles. Your Majesty is furious and wants to do his best to conquer the remnants of the Xuanhua Dao."

Zhao Yankui was shocked when he heard this: "Xuanhua Dao is the second largest Dao sect in our Daqian Dynasty, and its founder was once the state teacher of the Daqian Dynasty. He has a high status. Why did he rebel?"

"Who knows? People in the Taoist sect have always considered themselves to be gods. Perhaps it is because the royal power of our dynasty is too strong..."

"You talk too much!" Yu Maoming suddenly interrupted.

Yuan Gaohao's expression tensed, he glanced at Dong Songchang, and quickly shut up.

Yu Maoming looked indifferent and said, "What happened outside has nothing to do with our Blacksmith Camp. We will give you as many weapons as your Majesty wants. Don't ask any more questions."

"Yes." Zhao Yankui responded with a bow.

For a moment, everyone was speechless.

After the time was up, Yuan Gaohao took Zhao Yankui and Dong Songchang to start planning the apprenticeship test.

Just as Jiang Lin expected, although the words were strict, they were lenient in the actual test.

As long as the furnace is lit within the time of an incense stick, even if the pig iron is not completely burned, it will be considered barely passable if it can be almost burned.

Despite this, out of the nearly 500 apprentices in the fire-burning area, 40 to 50 failed.

When we came to the tempering area, the situation was similar.

Among the nearly two hundred apprentices, only about a hundred were able to knock out a prototype of a weapon within an hour.

As for the remaining one-third or so, the embryos were smashed beyond recognition, some accidentally injured their colleagues, or they themselves suffered bloody heads and broken toenails.

Zhao Yankui was so angry, you guys can't pass even after I put so much water in, you are such idiots!
Compared with Jiang Lin, he found these apprentices more and more annoying.

The most important thing is that many of them were brought by the blacksmiths under Dong Songchang. As expected, if a general is incompetent, all the soldiers will be incompetent!
"Take them out and give them thirty strokes of the cane!" Yuan Gaohao ordered in a deep voice. At the same time, he scolded Zhao Yankui: "This is the Southern Blacksmith Camp that you manage. Look at these apprentices. How can they be of any use?"

Zhao Yankui cursed Dong Songchang in his heart, but he couldn't explain.

According to the temper of the Master Engineer, he doesn't care who the person belongs to, he only cares about the result.

Don’t you, Zhao Yankui, want to be the deputy chief ironsmith? You can’t even manage a small Southern Ironsmith Camp. A fake like Dong Songchang can stop you. How can you be promoted?

　There is one more later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)