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

Chapter 48 Master and Disciple
Zhao Yankui had expected this and didn't take it too seriously.

A blacksmith is born to be a blacksmith, otherwise his muscles would be of no use.

"What's the good news?" Zhao Yankui asked again.

Yuan Gaohao smiled slightly and said, "The good news is that after destroying several branches of Xuanhua Dao, the Casting Department got some good stuff. There will be a lot of rewards for this regular test, such as the entry-level hammer, Xuanjing Iron, Yanyang Sand, and yes, there are also Qi and Blood Pills and Tiger Soul Pills. These are really good things, one pill is enough to forge several mid-level weapons."

As he spoke, Yuan Gaohao glanced in Jiang Lin's direction.

Zhao Yankui understood what was said before. All the things in front were related to casting, such as materials for making high-quality weapons.

The Qi and Blood Pill and Tiger Soul Pill are used to practice the Baking Furnace Method.

Even if Zhao Yankui himself is not interested, he can still give it to Jiang Lin as a favor.

"But in this regular test, you have a very strong opponent." Yuan Gaohao said, "Yuan Bingqi from the East Blacksmith Camp."

"Your nephew?"

"That's right. Master Craftsman went to the East Blacksmith Camp a few days ago and witnessed with his own eyes that Yuan Bingqi used ordinary iron to forge a lower eighth-grade long sword. He is determined to get the position of deputy master craftsman."

Yuan Gaohao paused and said, "In the regular tests, the Foundry Department will not show favoritism, but they have given that kid a lot of benefits on weekdays, which has allowed him to make great progress. You have to be prepared."

Zhao Yankui was startled when he heard this. Yuan Bingqi was Yuan Gaohao's nephew and had taken more Qi and Blood Pills than anyone he had seen.

It is estimated that the iron used is of very high quality. Otherwise, no matter how strong the skills are, it is impossible to use ordinary iron to forge a long sword of the lower eighth grade.

Although this level is not too high, it is already the ceiling for blacksmiths.

The reason why Yuan Gaohao reminded him was because Yuan Bingqi was narrow-minded and arrogant. He did not have a good reputation and popularity in the East Blacksmith Camp, and other masters often went to the foundry to complain.

Yuan Gaohao also disliked his nephew. He thought that a blacksmith should do his job as a blacksmith. A person with a petty mind is not a real man.

Zhao Yankui, on the other hand, has a bad temper, but as a blacksmith, he has to deal with fire and iron tools all day long, how many people can have a good temper?

His skills and management methods are outstanding, and he is favored by the master craftsman. If it weren't for Yuan Bing's sudden rise, he would have won the first place in this year's regular test.

"Thank you, Master Yuan, for your advice. I will prepare well!" Zhao Yankui bowed and said solemnly.

Yuan Gaohao nodded, and smiled at Jiang Lin, "Jiang Lin, this year's apprenticeship test also has a lot of rewards. If you can get into the top three, you will get at least twenty taels of silver."

Jiang Lin temporarily stopped what he was doing and asked, "What about the first one?"

"First?" Yuan Gaohao laughed out loud, and said, "If you come in first, you will get eighty taels of silver, plus lower ninth-grade hammers, which are made by the master craftsman himself."

Jiang Lin was a little disappointed after hearing this. The hammer he was using now was of lower ninth grade. If he wanted a higher quality hammer, he could just make a new one.

Such a reward might make other apprentices excited, but it is useless to Jiang Lin.

The only good thing might be the eighty taels of silver. After becoming a regular employee, at least I will have some spare money to buy some things, so that I don't have to own a house but live in poverty and become a laughing stock.

Yuan Gaohao seemed to see through his thoughts and said to Zhao Yankui with a smile: "Your disciple, I'm afraid you are too ambitious and don't even care about such a reward."

Zhao Yankui was quite proud and said, "If you don't even have this much courage, how can you be my disciple!"

"Well, you two, master and disciple, are really cut from the same cloth." Yuan Gaohao laughed and shook his head.

After chatting for a while, someone came to report that the weapons had been assembled, and Yuan Gaohao said goodbye and left. After seeing off the people from the foundry department, Zhao Yankui came back and saw Jiang Lin still forging weapons, so he walked over and said, "You don't like that hammer, right? You want the Qi and Blood Pills and the Tiger Soul Pills?"

Jiang Lin did not hide his thoughts and said, "If I can exchange it for a hammer, of course I want it."

"That means you are sure to get first place in the apprentice class?"

Jiang Lin smashed the hammer down, sparks flew everywhere: "Master, do you think I'm not good enough?"

"Nonsense! If you can't do it, no one in the four major blacksmith camps can do it!" Zhao Yankui patted Jiang Lin's shoulder habitually and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Master will win the Tiger Soul Pill back for you this year no matter what!"

"Don't you need it yourself?" Jiang Lin asked with some surprise.

Although the specific effect of the Tiger Soul Pill is unknown, from what Yuan Gaohao said, it is obviously a better thing than the Qi and Blood Pill, and has a greater effect on the Baking Furnace Method.

If Zhao Yankui could really win the first place, it would be normal for him to use the Tiger Soul Pill to improve himself.

"I don't think much of the furnace baking method, but you seem to be particularly suitable for this method and need it more than I do." Zhao Yankui said in a deep voice: "I originally thought that I would just make you a set of iron tools, but now I feel that the set of iron tools is not worthy of you. This Tiger Soul Pill, just consider it as a gift from your master."

Looking at Zhao Yankui, who had a serious face and didn't seem to be joking, Jiang Lin was silent for a few seconds and said, "The one called Yuan Bingqi..."

"A piece of clay chicken or a clay dog, not worth mentioning." Zhao Yankui snorted, "You, as an apprentice, have the confidence to win the first place, so how can I, your master, not be able to do the same? Practice well, and your master will also have to make a good set of iron tools for you, so that you can have a better chance in the regular tests!"

Looking at Zhao Yangkui's burly back, Jiang Lin remained silent for a long time.

After a long time, he sniffed and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Tiger Soul Pill?
It is important to say it is important, and it is also okay to say it is not important.

On the contrary, Zhao Yankui’s intentions are of great importance!
In this case, as the master's disciple, I must do whatever it takes to help him in his fight for the first place!
Thinking of this, Jiang Lin immediately shouted: "Master, if you want to forge new iron tools, I will light the fire for you!"

Level 7 perfection can improve the quality of casting materials by more than %, which is definitely of great use!

Zhao Yankui stopped walking, turned around and smiled at him: "Okay, I'm confident in the iron you made!"

Although it was just a response, it represented Zhao Yankui's trust in Jiang Lin.

If the iron forged by the master was burned by an apprentice, it would be a joke in other blacksmith camps.

But in the South Blacksmith Camp, no one would find it funny.

Jiang Lin's fire-making skills are recognized as the best, no doubt about it!

The nearby blacksmith looked at the master and his apprentice, and suddenly turned to ask Qi the blacksmith beside him: "Master Qi, do you think that the master can defeat Yuan Bingqi in this regular test?"

Blacksmith Qi wiped the black iron dust off his hands and said without raising his head, "It will definitely work."

"How do you know?" The blacksmith was puzzled. "Master Craftsman Yuan said that Yuan Bingqi can use ordinary iron to forge a weapon of the lower eighth grade. It seems that the master may not be able to do it."

"The master chef himself may not be able to do it."

Qi the blacksmith clapped his hands, then raised his head and said calmly: "But the combined efforts of the two of them, Yuan Bingqi? Not good enough!"

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