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

Chapter 95 What are the rules?
After a while, the clinking sound gradually stopped.

Yuan Bingqi picked up the long sword and quenched it. Amidst the sizzling sound, white steam rose.

When the steam cleared, everyone saw the shiny black weapon in his hand.

Two entropy patterns appeared on the back of the knife.

"Seventh grade below!" someone shouted.

Zhao Yankui, Qi the blacksmith and others were not surprised. With Yuan Bingqi's strength and the iron made by Jiang Lin, it was not surprising to produce a lower seventh grade iron.

This is before he used the Hundred Refining Method. If he had spent more time on it, perhaps he would have been able to reach the sixth level.

After glancing at the two entropy patterns on the sword, Yuan Bingqi put down the long sword.

He picked up the hammer he had just used, turned it over and over for a while, and asked, "Who hit it with this hammer?"

Jiang Lin responded: "It's me."

"You also know the Hundred Refining Method?" Yuan Bingqi seemed a little surprised.

The Hundred Refining Method is not considered a secret skill among the four major blacksmith camps, but few people are willing to learn it. Instead of spending the effort of tempering steel into steel, it would be better to make a few more ordinary weapons.

Jiang Lin did not deny it, but only said: "I know a little bit."

Yuan Bingqi looked at him, then turned to look at Zhao Yankui and said, "I am not inferior in skills, but as an apprentice, I am indeed not as good as you. The position of deputy master craftsman should be yours."

Zhao Yankui curled his lips and said, "You sound as if you will definitely win without Jiang Lin."

Yuan Bingqi did not argue with him on this point. Winning or losing was no longer important now.

After a few seconds of silence, Yuan Bingqi asked again, "I heard that the Southern Blacksmith Camp is planning to expand and recruit more people?"

Zhao Yankui thought he was dissatisfied and snorted, "What does it have to do with you?"

"Count me in." Yuan Bingqi said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

It is normal for ordinary blacksmiths to be attracted to high-quality ironware, but for Yuan Bingqi, this benefit is insignificant.

If he wanted, he could build one himself.

What's more, Yuan Bingqi is the master chef of the East Blacksmith Camp and has prestige and qualifications there.

No one would have thought that he would want to join the Southern Blacksmith Camp.

"Why did you come?" Zhao Yankui asked puzzledly.

"First, the iron made by Jiang Lin is of extremely high quality. Second, he is willing to use the Hundred Refining Method." Yuan Bingqi said without hiding anything: "Eastern Blacksmith Camp is certainly good, but for me, it is not a satisfactory place."

Everyone understood what he said. No blacksmith camp would welcome a blacksmith who only liked the Hundred Refining Method, even if you could forge weapons of higher quality.

Real high-quality weapons have always been the responsibility of several craftsmen, as the blacksmith camp does not rely on these things to make a living.

Therefore, to the Blacksmith Battalion, the Hundred Refining Method is completely useless, and those who like to use this method to forge weapons are even more useless.

Especially since he is a master chef, it is a bit like he is just occupying the toilet without doing anything.

Many people in the East Blacksmith Camp said privately that if you want to forge high-quality weapons, it will not be too late to wait until you become a deputy chief blacksmith. By then, no one will bring this up anymore.

Yuan Bingqi has heard words like this for many years.

Although the South Blacksmith Camp is still the smallest today, Jiang Lin sees the potential for development and growth, and also sees what he likes to do.

A blacksmith who insists on using the hundred-fold refining method to complete the casting would not care about other people's opinions. He just wants to find a place that suits him.

Zhao Yankui was delighted. Yuan Bingqi was the master of the East Blacksmith Camp. Even without the Hundred Refining Method, his skills were top-notch. If he could come to the South Blacksmith Camp, he could just fill his vacancy.

Qi the blacksmith standing by was delighted at first, but then he thought that Yuan Bingqi had come and he was afraid that he would have no place.

After all, the third master chef position will definitely be reserved for Jiang Lin, which makes him feel a little disappointed.

At this time, Jiang Lin suddenly said: "The South Blacksmith Camp welcomes capable masters to join, but no matter what position you have held before, you must start as an ordinary blacksmith here. If you are willing, come."

Yuan Bingqi was slightly stunned. He is a master craftsman, but he can only be an ordinary blacksmith here?
But Jiang Lin's determined expression didn't seem like he was joking at all.

The blacksmith shop was quiet and many people looked at Blacksmith Qi.

They were not fools and understood that Jiang Lin did this because he did not want Yuan Bingqi to come and occupy Qi the blacksmith's position.

Looking at the young man with a tough look in his eyes, Qi the blacksmith felt a slight soreness in his nose.

He didn't feel that he had helped Jiang Lin much, but he got such a reward.

Zhao Yankui said calmly beside him: "This kid is a man who values ​​friendship. You won't suffer any loss if you follow him."

This statement vaguely put Qi the blacksmith below Jiang Lin, but Qi the blacksmith did not think it was wrong at all. Instead, he nodded and said, "That's true."

Faced with the conditions proposed by Jiang Lin, Yuan Bingqi nodded and agreed without much hesitation.

He could even abandon the East Blacksmith Camp, so why would he care about the title of a mere master chef?

As for the reduction in salary, it was insignificant as his family was much better off than other blacksmiths.

Seeing that Yuan Bingqi could agree to such a condition, both Zhao Yankui and Qi the blacksmith and others looked strange.

Their eyes shifted to Jiang Lin, originally intending to take this opportunity to recruit more manpower for the Southern Blacksmith Camp.

But now it seems that the ultimate benefits may be far from that.

If they can even recruit Yuan Bingqi, is it possible that other master chefs will come as well?

Now that the master blacksmiths have come, will there be a shortage of ordinary old blacksmiths?
Thinking of this, Zhao Yankui and Qi the Blacksmith looked at each other and couldn't help laughing. They saw a good omen for the prosperity of the Southern Blacksmith Camp!

"I'll go back first and bring the black crystal iron and other things." Yuan Bingqi said.

After Jiang Lin responded, he turned and left.

From beginning to end, Yuan Bingqi never asked Zhao Yankui for his opinion, nor did he ask whether Jiang Lin could make the decision.

But everyone understood that Yuan Bingqi was willing to come only because of Jiang Lin.

Without this young man with superb fire-making skills, even if the Southern Blacksmith Camp offered two hundred taels of silver every month, it might not be able to attract the master craftsman from the Eastern Blacksmith Camp.

But considering the rumors that had been spread before, Tang the Blacksmith couldn't help but ask: "Master Jiang, we told the outside world that we need to compete in selection to join the camp. Now that we have directly agreed to Yuan Bingqi, won't people say that we are not following the rules?"

Jiang Lin looked calm and said, "If all the people here are masters, then there is no need to compete."

Master Tang suddenly realized, yes, he is a master chef and one of the best in the blacksmith camp.

If even people like this can't enter the Southern Blacksmith Camp, the so-called admission based on merit is a joke.

Zhao Yankui laughed and said, "Master Tang, you are not as smart as Jiang Lin, so why worry about these things? You might as well think about whether you can still keep the set of high-quality iron tools if a group of experts come."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of more than a dozen elite blacksmiths suddenly changed.

They are considered the best in the Southern Blacksmith Camp, but if only people like Yuan Bingqi come, then they are nothing!

Thinking of this, Master Tang and others' faces suddenly turned bitter. What should they do?

(End of this chapter)