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

Chapter 44: Fire Emitted
The next day.

Still the familiar task of unloading vegetables and helping with cooking.

Although the apprentices came to help early, Jiang Lin was not idle either.

He won't try to slack off just because someone asks for help.

The hidden crises in this world always make Jiang Lin maintain a high level of self-discipline, because he believes that only in this way can he respond in time when danger occurs.

After finishing his meal and cleaning up, Jiang Lin came to the blacksmith shop.

Seeing him skillfully open the four furnaces, Zhao Yankui came over and asked, "Are we still lighting the fire today? We still owe the Nanling camp several hundred weapons."

"Consolidate it for another day and the fever will go away tomorrow." Jiang Lin said.

"Okay, it's up to you." Zhao Yankui said in a gentle tone.

He didn't have too many requirements for Jiang Lin. This apprentice was already good enough, so good that sometimes he didn't know what to do with him.

If Jiang Lin were to be asked to concentrate on making fire, his skills would have already reached the level of a formal blacksmith.

Let him forge together with other blacksmiths, but it seems a bit inappropriate for him to be called an apprentice, do the work of a formal blacksmith, and not be paid.

Therefore, even if the Nanling camp asked the master and disciple to forge weapons, Zhao Yankui would not force too much.

A pile of charcoal was thrown in, the bellows was stepped on hard, the air outlet whistled, and the temperature rose at an extremely fast rate.

While the other apprentices were still starting the fire, Jiang Lin had already started burning eight pieces of pig iron at the same time.

The efficiency of one person is higher than that of ten ordinary apprentices.

In the evening, Jiang Lin glanced at the message.

[Skill 1: Firemaking Lv6 (Proficiency 4994/5000)]

Six more dollars left!

He let out a light breath, picked up a towel to wipe the sweat off his face, then stood up and moved around for a while.

It is not easy to sit in front of the stove all day. If it were not for the high fire resistance brought by the fire-making skills, I would have fainted from the heat.

"You alone are enough to support eight blacksmiths. There is no need to work so hard. Have a drink of water." Blacksmith Qi brought over a kettle.

"Thank you, Master Qi." Jiang Lin took the kettle and gulped down the water for a while. After putting it down, he burped and said, "It's not that I'm trying hard. I'm just trying to save face for my master so that he won't be disappointed."

Blacksmith Qi was amused: "Your master's mouth has been crooked from smiling these past few days. Will he be disappointed?"

Jiang Lin was also amused by his words. As they were chatting, someone outside suddenly shouted, "Where is Jiang Lin?"

Turning around, I saw a dusty man in armor standing there.

Zhao Yankui hurried over and bowed, "Sir, may I ask what you want from Jiang Lin?"

"I am Miao Chuanfu, the commander of the Nanling camp. I am here to deliver something to Jiang Lin on the orders of the lieutenant general. Where is he?"

Zhao Yankui's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. The captain was a military officer of the seventh rank, and he came from the Nanling camp.

"Jiang Lin, come here quickly!" Zhao Yankui shouted hurriedly.

Jiang Lin had already run over, bowed first, and then asked, "Master, what's the matter?"

"Are you Jiang Lin?" Miao Chuanfu looked him up and down.

He was not among those who caused trouble at the blacksmith camp last time. He only heard that the lieutenant general had taken a fancy to a young apprentice, but he had not yet got him.

"Yes." Jiang Lin responded with a bow neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Well, he looks like a man judging by his physique, not bad." Miao Chuanfu's expression was gentle. Everyone knew the relationship between this young apprentice and old man Wei.

Because he loves Jiang Lin, he naturally treats him well.

Miao Chuanfu took out a cloth bag from his bosom and handed it over, saying, "This is what the lieutenant general ordered me to travel hundreds of miles to get for you. Take it."

Jiang Lin took the cloth bag curiously, wondering what Liao Mingxu was going to give him.

When I opened it, I was stunned.

I saw two blood-red Qi and Blood Pills in the cloth bag!
Even Zhao Yankui was a little dumbfounded. He himself hadn't eaten many, but Jiang Lin got them one after another. Did the lieutenant general value Jiang Lin so much?

"It's too valuable. I can't accept it without doing anything good!" Jiang Lin said as he was about to return the cloth bag.

Miao Chuanfu refused to take it, saying, "This is not a free gift. Master Wei exchanged a knife for these two pills. If you really want to thank us, it's not us. This matter is over, I'm leaving."

After saying that, Miao Chuanfu bowed, turned around and left.

"Sir, I'll take you there." Zhao Yankui quickly followed with a few polite words.

Jiang Lin stood there, watched Miao Chuanfu leave, and then stared at the cloth bag in his hand in a daze.

Master Wei exchanged it for a knife?
Although I don't know what kind of knife it is, it must be very valuable.

Jiang Lin subconsciously tightened the mouth of the bag. The old man gave him such a great benefit without saying a word.

Originally, Jiang Lin wanted to live with Old Man Wei because he felt that he owed the old man a lot of favors and wanted to take this opportunity to repay him.

As a result, before I could repay the original favor, I owed a big one again.

The Qi and Blood Pill may not be very useful to other blacksmiths, but it is very useful to Jiang Lin now.

With these two pills, he can greatly speed up the upgrade of the furnace method and save a lot of time.

Although the pill was light, its significance was extremely heavy, which made Jiang Lin smile bitterly.

How can I pay this back...

Not long after, Zhao Yankui came back.

Looking at the cloth bag in Jiang Lin's hand, Zhao Yangkui said, "I just asked Lao Wei, and it was indeed exchanged by him. You are really lucky. You can get two Qi and Blood Pills in exchange for cleaning the dining shed for a few days."

Jiang Lin clenched the bag in his hand, raised his head and asked, "Master, can we hire a few more people in the canteen? If they can become regular employees this year, I will pay for it."

Zhao Yankui was able to become a master chef, so he was definitely not a fool and understood what he meant.

He nodded and said, "As long as it doesn't break the rules of the Blacksmith Camp, there's nothing wrong with it."

"Thank you, Master." Jiang Lin put the cloth bag into his arms and turned to walk into the blacksmith shop.

Zhao Yankui knew that he wanted to go back and continue practicing the fire-making skills, so he couldn't help but scold him with a smile: "You little bastard, you didn't even mention that you would treat your master to a good meal after you become a regular employee, but you're just thinking about Old Wei, right?"

Having said that, Zhao Yankui had no objection to Jiang Lin's actions.

I just feel that Jiang Lin is blessed and Lao Wei is lucky too to have met such a kind and righteous boy.

Returning to the furnace, Jiang Lin filled in eight more pieces of pig iron.

The roaring flames rose up, reflecting the red face of the young man.

No matter who it is for, he must pass this year's regular test!
……

After the eight pieces of pig iron were fired, Jiang Lin sat there without moving. This time the warm current was stronger than ever before. Even the apprentice next to him felt it. He subconsciously moved a few steps away and exclaimed in surprise.

"Master Jiang, why are you so hot as if on fire?"

Jiang Lin's whole body was red, his eyes were like torches, and his whole body was emitting a heat as hot as a blazing flame.

Zhao Yankui and Qi the Blacksmith also came over. Seeing this, Qi the Blacksmith was immediately surprised and was about to go over to ask, but was held back.

"Master chef?" Blacksmith Qi turned his head in confusion.

Zhao Yankui stared at Jiang Lin, who was sitting in front of the stove, with a serious look, and said in a deep voice: "Have you forgotten that when the furnace-baking method is cultivated to a certain level, the fire power will leak out. If you disturb it at this time, it is likely to cause a backlash and cause internal injuries that will not heal for a long time!"

"Fire power leaking out?" Blacksmith Qi was even more surprised. "That's a sign of the furnace baking method entering a high level. How long has Jiang Lin been practicing it?"

"Perhaps because of the Qi and Blood Pill, this kid is so talented that nothing is surprising." Zhao Yankui found a relatively reasonable explanation, and then gestured for everyone to stay away.

He scanned the entire field. If anyone dared to mess around at this moment and disturb Jiang Lin's improvement, he would definitely take swift action!

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