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

Chapter 49 Quality Improvement
In front of the stove, Jiang Lin stared at the iron blocks seriously. He did not choose to burn all eight pieces at once, but one piece at a time.

Jiang Lin has been in the Southern Blacksmith Camp for such a long time, and except for the first half month, his efficiency has not been so "slow" for a long time.

But no one would laugh at him, because everyone knew that Jiang Lin was going to work with master chef Zhao Yankui to create a new set of iron tools for regular testing.

In Jiang Lin's vision, the information of the pig iron in the furnace was constantly changing.

[Material quality improved by 1%]

[Material quality improved by 4%]

[Material quality improved by 10%]

……

An apprentice asked in confusion: "Why does the master want to rebuild the ironware? Isn't the original one okay?"

A blacksmith replied, "The regular test has a time limit. You are asked to forge two weapons within an hour. The better the iron you use, the faster the casting speed will be, and you will save more time to make corrections."

"I see." The puzzlement on the apprentice's face did not disappear, and he asked, "Master Jiang has ready-made iron tools, so just use them."

The blacksmith was silent for a few seconds, then said, "This is why we can never catch up with the master."

If it were any other blacksmith, he would think the same as this apprentice, and use Jiang Lin's set first, and at worst return it after it's used up.

Besides, that set of ironware was made by Zhao Yankui. He was not only the master craftsman of the Southern Blacksmith Camp, but also Jiang Lin’s master. No one would say anything.

But Zhao Yankui refused to use it and wanted to rebuild it.

The reason is simple. Because he is the master chef and Jiang Lin's master, he cannot use his apprentice's things.

What is unique to Jiang Lin is that it is cast from molten iron and cannot be changed.

Even if he loses to others in regular tests, Zhao Yankui will never break his promise.

A little pedantic, but also admirable.

The blacksmith looked at Jiang Lin again, then kicked his apprentice and said, "You kid should learn from Jiang Lin. He could burn eight pieces of iron at the same time, but now he only burns one piece for his master. Can you match his dedication?"

The apprentice was feeling aggrieved. He had good intentions, so why did he kick me? You are just envious of the master!
Who says it isn’t true? All the blacksmiths in the Southern Blacksmith Camp who have accepted apprentices envy Zhao Yankui.

Jiang Lin, who was meticulous in front of the stove, had become the potential standard for everyone to accept as a disciple. Without Zhao Yankui's urging, they also had higher requirements for their own disciples.

For a time, many apprentices were "tortured" to the point of grimacing in pain.

Not long after, Jiang Lin's eyes focused and the quality of pig iron had reached a peak of 25%.

He quickly took the bright red pig iron out of the furnace and ran to the hammering area.

"Master, let me help you shape it first, and then I'll leave it to you later." Jiang Lin said.

Zhao Yankui didn't hesitate too much and handed him the hammer and said, "Okay."

He was not afraid that Jiang Lin would do anything bad, as his apprentice's hammering skills were already comparable to those of a formal blacksmith.

Besides, if you only do body shaping, there won't be any big problems.

With Zhao Yankui's permission, Jiang Lin picked up the hammer and started hammering on the pig iron in front of him.

In the field of vision, the information about pig iron is constantly changing.

[The quality of pig iron with a lot of impurities has been improved by 1%]

[The quality of pig iron with a lot of impurities has been improved by 3%]

[The quality of pig iron with a lot of impurities has been improved by 5%]

……

With a clanging sound, the piece of pig iron was shaped into the shape of a hammer head at an extremely fast speed, and the quality was constantly improving.

It didn't move until the quality was improved by 10%.

Jiang Lin looked at Zhao Yankui and said, "Master, it's OK."

"Okay, well done. Your hammering is getting better and better. Your hammering is no worse than any old blacksmith." Zhao Yankui praised a few words and came over to pick up the hammer.

The hammer head has been shaped, and you only need to use a small hammer to level it and check for any defects.

Zhao Yankui struck down with his hammer and stopped immediately.

This piece of iron... "Master, is there any problem?" Jiang Lin asked hurriedly.

This was the first time he had worked so hard on ironmaking since his fire-making skills had been raised to level 7, and he wasn't sure how much of an impact it would have on the quality.

Zhao Yankui turned his head and looked at him, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

As soon as the hammer fell, he felt that the quality of this piece of iron was too high, so high that it was no longer like ordinary iron.

Is it because of Jiang Lin?

It's unlikely. Even if the fire is burned well, it's difficult to improve the quality.

As for his body shaping process, I watched it with my own eyes and can only say it was average.

Could it be that there is something hidden inside this piece of iron?

"There's no problem. It's just that this piece of iron is so good. If it is forged, it will definitely be of high quality!" Zhao Yankui smiled.

Jiang Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief, as long as nothing went wrong.

Zhao Yankui said no more and started knocking with the hammer.

When it comes to forging a hammer, the shaping process is the most tiring, and the subsequent leveling is even more of a test of personal skills.

With Zhao Yankui's skill level, it is naturally no problem.

Soon, the hammer head was completed.

After Jiang Lin took it back to the furnace and heated it until it was red hot, Zhao Yankui took it and put it into water to quench it.

With a sizzling sound, water vapor rose.

Even Qi the Blacksmith and others couldn't help but come over to see the final result.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhao Yankui took the hammer head out of the water. Its surface was shiny black and it was obviously of high quality.

Blacksmith Qi suddenly pointed at the hammer head and exclaimed, "Entropy pattern! There is an entropy pattern! Lower eighth grade!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the blacksmiths who had not come originally also came running over.

It is already difficult to forge iron into high-quality products, and it is even more difficult to reach a higher grade. Previously, no one in the Southern Blacksmith Camp had such ability.

Jiang Lin also took a curious look and found a dark line on the corner of the hammer head.

Qi the Blacksmith was full of excitement and said, "Only the eighth-grade and above will have entropy patterns. Master, your skills have improved again!"

Zhao Yankui stared at the hammer head, feeling surprised and confused.

Last time I made iron tools for Jiang Lin, a set of eight pieces was already very impressive. This time, after just a few hammerings, I got another lower eighth grade.

Have you improved so quickly?
But he couldn't think of any other reason. Before Zhao Yankui could come to his senses, he was surrounded by Qi the blacksmith and others, who congratulated him on forging a lower eighth-grade hammer.

With the help of this hammer, we will be able to move forward and overcome all obstacles in this regular test!
Jiang Lin did not join in the fun, but just smiled. It seems that the quality improvement is quite effective.

He silently left the crowd and returned to the furnace to continue burning the second piece of pig iron.

Zhao Yankui glanced at him in the crowd and saw him leaving, and the confusion in his eyes deepened.

Have you really made progress?
And what happened afterwards made the Southern Blacksmith Camp completely boiling with excitement.

Hammer, anvil, shears...

All the iron tools that a blacksmith needs, after passing through Zhao Yankui's hands, unexpectedly all reached the lower eighth grade.

There were so many words of congratulations that the blacksmiths were a little numb.

Zhao Yankui stood beside the ironware in a daze, hardly able to believe that all of these were made by him.

Blacksmith Qi looked at each piece one by one, and finally turned to Jiang Lin and shouted excitedly: "Jiang Lin, stop lighting the fire and come and take a look at your master's set of ironware. In our Southern Blacksmith Camp, I have never seen anyone who can make a complete set of lower eighth grade iron with ordinary iron!"

Before he could finish his words, he exclaimed again: "Oh my God, Jiang Lin, why have you grown taller again?"

The young man in front of the stove stood up. He had grown to about 1.9 meters tall and had become much stronger!

The tempering skills have been upgraded.

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