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

Chapter 83 Bullying goes too far
The test field, which had been quite noisy, suddenly became quiet.

For four hundred years, there was a top apprentice every year.

Some were ecstatic after receiving the reward, while others remained calm and showed no emotion at all.

It is not impossible to refuse the reward and ask for something else.

But Jiang Lin was the only one who refused the reward, because he wanted to keep firewood for his master.

That’s one hundred taels of silver!
Although Qi and Blood Pills are nothing in Taoism, they can still be sold for dozens of taels of silver.

The least valuable item is actually the low-grade hammer, but it is still worth more than ten or twenty taels.

It adds up to nearly two hundred taels of silver, and you just say you don’t want it?

Make a fire?

They are testing themselves as a formal blacksmith. Do they need an apprentice like you to light the fire?

In the eyes of many people, Jiang Lin's fire-making skills are indeed good, and his efficiency is unmatched even by formal blacksmiths.

But, that’s all.

In the East Blacksmith Camp, a blacksmith said disdainfully: "The South Blacksmith Camp is really trying to make themselves look good this year, spending so much money on such a grandstanding tactic."

As Zhao Yankui's competitor, Yuan Bingqi said, "I think this guy is interesting. Whether Zhao Yankui asked him to do this or it was his own idea, at least he was willing to spend the money. Ordinary people can't do that."

"Master Yuan actually thinks highly of this apprentice?" the blacksmith asked in surprise.

"Why do you look down on him?" Yuan Bingqi glanced at him and said, "Can you compare with his fire-making skills? This alone is enough to make people look up to him. What's more, from what we just saw, whether it's hammering, quenching, or sharpening, he is all worth looking forward to."

"I have learned so much in just two months. If this is looked down upon, who else can be looked up to?"

Yuan Bingqi's words made the blacksmith blush.

I opened my mouth to retort, but didn't know what to say.

Yuan Bingqi said in a deep voice: "My dispute with Zhao Yankui is a personal dispute. As blacksmiths, we must remember to keep our inner sense. This is not the court, nor is it the real martial arts world. Why bother with those messy thoughts?"

On the stage, Yu Maoming was also a little surprised.

Just as he was about to speak, Yan Tianrong, the steward behind him, spoke first: "Interesting. In my opinion, since this boy is so sincere, we might as well agree to it. What do you think, Master Yu?"

In fact, even if he didn't say anything, Yu Maoming would give Jiang Lin face. After all, this request was not excessive and did not violate any rules.

But Yan Tianrong agreed first, which was somewhat like stealing someone.

Yu Maoming did not show any displeasure. To him, it made no difference whether he was promoted or by the steward himself.

They are all still in the blacksmith camp and are still working in the foundry department.

Of course, if Yan Tianrong did this for personal gain and wanted to get Jiang Lin to work for some high-ranking official, then he would have to fight for it!

"Since the steward has said so, Jiang Lin, are you sure you want to give up all the rewards in exchange for the opportunity to make fire?" Yu Maoming asked.

Jiang Lin bowed and said, "Confirmed."

"Okay, then go ahead." Yu Maoming waved his hand.

Seeing Jiang Lin heading towards the formal blacksmith test area, the apprentices were filled with surprise, but gradually, they showed more admiration for him.

Of the one thousand people who could come to the blacksmith camp to be apprentices, not all of them, but nine hundred and ninety-nine of them came from poor families.

A reward of more than one hundred taels is equivalent to a formal blacksmith's annual salary. They would definitely not be willing to throw it away.

If you want to show filial piety to your master, there are plenty of opportunities. Why do you have to do it at this time?

Even the people in the Southern Blacksmith Camp had mixed feelings at the moment. Blacksmith Qi sighed and said, "If I were Jiang Lin's age, I would never be willing to give him up. He is much stronger than me."

"Don't talk nonsense." Tang the blacksmith said, "Let's pool Jiang Linshe's silver together. We can't let this kid suffer any loss!"

"Okay, count me in!"

"Count me in too!"

A group of blacksmiths from the Southern Blacksmith Camp were scrambling to collect the silver.

When Jiang Lin came closer, they swarmed forward, rubbing their heads, clapping their hands and beating their chests, laughing and congratulating the young man for winning the first place among apprentices.

Jiang Lin responded one by one and walked in front of Zhao Yankui amid everyone's praises.

"Master, I'm here."

Zhao Yankui smiled and punched Jiang Lin in the chest with his fist: "Good boy!"

Just three simple words, without too much praise or other sentimental words, but they made everyone feel the joy in his heart and the pride he had in his apprentice.

Yu Maoming said loudly on the stage: "The first place in the regular test for formal blacksmiths will be rewarded with three hundred taels of silver, a Taoist Tiger Soul Pill, three Qi and Blood Pills, a seventh-grade ironware, and promoted to deputy chief blacksmith!"

Many people had heard of these rewards a long time ago, but it was still exciting to hear them spoken by Yu Maoming.

Whether it is silver, Tiger Soul Pill, or lower seventh grade ironware, they are all of extraordinary value.

But compared with being promoted to deputy master craftsman, it is nothing.

For a blacksmith, becoming a deputy master blacksmith is far more important than earning a few hundred taels of salary a year.

It is not only a position, but also a symbol of honor for the blacksmith!

Yu Maoming was still reading out the rewards for other places when Yuan Bingqi walked over.

He looked at Jiang Lin first, then he also stretched out his hand and punched him, saying with a smile: "Boy, you are not bad. If one day you are not satisfied with your life in the South Blacksmith Camp, just come to my East Blacksmith Camp. I will reserve a position as a master chef for you."

"Yuan Bingqi, you came here to get beaten?" Zhao Yankui snorted, "Only your East Blacksmith Camp has the position of a master chef, but my South Blacksmith Camp doesn't have one?"

Yuan Bingqi then looked at Zhao Yankui and said, "Master Zhao, do you really think you can beat me? As a disciple, I have to admit defeat today. But in terms of skills, I'm afraid you can't do it. I, Yuan Bingqi, will definitely take over as the deputy master craftsman!"

"Hey, everyone can brag. If you have the ability, you can be promoted to a master craftsman this year. Why do you need a deputy master craftsman?"

"I won't waste any more time talking to you. Let's see what's really going on." Yuan Bingqi said, and then looked at Jiang Lin. After carefully examining him, he praised him, "You are truly a gifted blacksmith!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

The purpose of this trip was purely to talk to Jiang Lin and make friends with him.

As for the confrontation with Zhao Yankui, it was just something that happened casually.

When he left, Zhao Yankui was very angry.

"Damn it, Yuan Bingqi is going too far!" Zhao Yankui picked up the sack at his feet with one hand and shouted, "Show me your weapons, and let the people from the East Blacksmith Camp see whether our South Blacksmith Camp is any better!"

Blacksmith Qi, Blacksmith Tang and others immediately picked up the sacks and opened them, shouting as they took out things.

The shouting that came one after another made Yuan Bingqi couldn't help but look back. He thought that the people in the Southern Blacksmith Camp were really hard to tease. They got angry when just a few words were said.

As a result, when he turned around, his eyes almost fell to the ground.

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