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

Chapter 62 The Master's Feelings
After a moment, Jiang Lin handed over the sharpened long sword: "Master Tang, please give me some advice."

Blacksmith Tang took the long knife and looked at it again and again.

Although the angle is okay, the force is not even enough, resulting in thinness in some places and thickness in others.

Ordinary people may not understand it, but blacksmith Tang can tell it at a glance.

Despite this, Jiang Lin's performance this time is still remarkable.

"Jiang Lin, did you really just start sharpening your blade last night?" Blacksmith Tang couldn't help but ask.

"Indeed, Master taught me for a while last night."

Blacksmith Tang couldn't help but sigh, "Your talent is indeed terrifying, you can be called a monster. One night's practice is enough to match others' practice for several days. I think you will be able to learn most of it in two or three days."

Jiang Lin said modestly: "Please give me more guidance, Master Tang."

"Of course. Since I promised Master Chef, I will do my best."

As Blacksmith Tang spoke, he sat down and sharpened the long knife again while explaining it.

"The faster the whetstone rotates, the more strength you need to use to control the blade. Remember, you don't have to use all your strength, but you have to mobilize your strength, using your elbow as a point, your arm as a lever, and your fingers as a clamp..."

[You have mastered the trick of sharpening the blade, and your proficiency has been greatly improved]

[Skill 5: Blade Sharpening Lv3 (Proficiency 7/80)]

Seeing the change in information, Jiang Lin's eyes lit up slightly.

He is worthy of being the master with the best blade sharpening skills in the Southern Blacksmith Camp. The experience gained from him is actually more than that from Zhao Yankui.

Moreover, Blacksmith Tang imparts his experience in a very detailed manner. Just like this job, it requires patience, perseverance, and carefulness.

After Tang the blacksmith had finished sharpening the sword, Jiang Lin looked at the sword again and found that the number of defects had decreased a little.

Can sharpening also reduce defects?

It’s not surprising when you think about it, after all, many defects are concentrated on the cutting edge.

In this way, if the blade is sharpened well, some effort can be saved in eliminating defects later, which is no less important than quenching.

"Firemaking, hammering, quenching, and sharpening, these four key steps are closely linked, and none of them is simple." Jiang Lin thought to himself.

"Come on, try again." Blacksmith Tang brought over a new knife.

Jiang Lin nodded, took the long knife, sat in front of the whetstone and began to sharpen it.

Time passed by, and at noon, Jiang Lin handed over the newly sharpened weapon.

"Master Tang, what do you think about this time?"

Blacksmith Tang took the long knife and just glanced at it, his expression became more and more strange.

He didn't comment, just uttered a few unclear words, and then asked, "How many hours have I been teaching you?"

"It should be two and a half hours." Jiang Lin replied.

"Well, my stomach hurts a little, you take a rest first."

After saying this, Blacksmith Tang covered his stomach and was about to leave.

As a result, he had just walked a short distance when he was stopped by Zhao Yankui: "It's not time yet, where are you going?"

As soon as he saw him, Tang the blacksmith was furious: "Master, you are so good at deceiving people. Jiang Lin is just pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. His skill of sharpening the blade is comparable to that of ordinary masters, and you said he just learned it last night."

"I just learned it last night. Who tricked you?" Zhao Yankui glared.

Tang the blacksmith was not afraid at all. He stiffened his neck and said, "I admit that Jiang Lin's talent is indeed extraordinary, but not to this extent! One night is equivalent to others' months or even years of practice? No wonder Master Qi winked at me earlier. You guys are teaming up to play tricks on me, right?"

As he said that, he turned around and pointed at Jiang Lin: "Look at his posture. He doesn't look like he has just learned it. The edge of the blade is neat, the force is even, and the angle is impeccable. Ordinary masters may not be as good as him!" Zhao Yangkui's eyelids twitched, and he subconsciously glanced at Jiang Lin who was sitting in front of the whetstone, sharpening the blade seriously.

Even Tang, the most patient blacksmith in the Southern Blacksmith Camp, could only hold out against this kid for two and a half hours.

"Alright, alright, what are you yelling about? I gave you a chance to become famous, but you don't know how to cherish it. Go away, don't be an eyesore here!" Zhao Yankui said unhappily.

"It's better to keep this opportunity for yourself. I am not blessed enough and cannot withstand this blow." said Tang the blacksmith.

Qi the Blacksmith couldn't help laughing beside him. Tang the Blacksmith turned around and glared at him: "You are not a good guy either. You just know how to laugh at me!"

Blacksmith Qi said innocently, "I'm not kidding. I was the one who taught Jiang Lin how to quench. If you want to blame someone, blame the master. He accepted such a good apprentice but didn't teach him himself. He just left it to us. He felt comfortable with it."

Seeing that both of them were targeting him, Zhao Yankui, who knew he was in the wrong, didn't know what to say, so he could only say, "I'll treat you two to a big drink tomorrow, okay? What are you doing here, old men, whining like women? Go get to work!"

"You can act so arrogantly if you have the guts. Show it in front of your apprentice!" Tang the blacksmith snorted.

Zhao Yankui's face turned dark. This really hit his soft spot.

Standing in front of Jiang Lin?

It’s all right to act like a master, but the question is how?
It seems that this kid's skills are about to surpass those of ordinary blacksmiths. His fire-making skills are unique and unmatched.

Well, admit it...

I feel really proud to have this disciple, but also a little inexplicably inferior.

Being a master is hard!

Being Jiang Lin’s master is even harder!
When Zhao Yankui walked over, Jiang Lin was concentrating on sharpening his knife.

His concentration has always been very focused, which is something that many apprentices and even formal blacksmiths cannot match.

It seems that as soon as you start working, the whole world disappears and only the things in your hands remain.

Zhao Yankui did not make any noise to disturb them, but watched carefully from the side, but the more he watched, the more frightened he became.

The blade angle is almost perfect, and the hand holding the blade is as still as a rock, yet it slides across the whetstone with natural traces.

This shows that he has a very good grasp of strength.

Zhao Yankui couldn't help but look at the sun outside. How long has it been?
Even if we count from last night, it has only been four or five hours.

When I think about when I first learned how to sharpen a blade, it took me at least a year and a half to reach this level.

Comparing people to each other makes people angry!
Jiang Lin didn't notice Zhao Yankui standing next to him, and was concentrating on sharpening the blade.

Under the guidance of blacksmith Tang, the proficiency of blade sharpening skills improved very quickly!

[Skill 5: Blade Sharpening Lv5 (Proficiency 9/350)]

[Skill 7: New at level 5, perfect control of the angle of sharpening and precise control of the force of sharpening]

The new level 5 sharpening knife almost allowed Jiang Lin to sharpen the blade to a very high level. If he could upgrade it to another level, he would be able to match Tang the blacksmith, or even surpass him.

Moreover, the speed of improvement is even faster than expected. According to the experience of quenching technology, the work should be finished in the evening.

It can only be said that Tang the blacksmith’s teaching was so detailed that Jiang Lin almost leapt forward in proficiency and saved at least half a day.

After a while, Jiang Lin sharpened the long knife in his hand, but before he had time to check it, it was taken away by a hand.

Looking up, he saw Zhao Yankui standing there, and he quickly stood up: "Master."

Zhao Yankui looked at the long sword again and again. After a long time, his gaze shifted to Jiang Lin, and he expressed the greatest gratitude of his life.

"Fortunately, I accepted you as my apprentice in advance. If it were today, even if you wanted to become my disciple, I wouldn't have the face to do so."

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