Early the next morning, Dylan was still in a dazed sleep, but he heard the noise of "ping pong" constantly coming out of the blacksmith shop downstairs.

Before Dylan arrived in the imperial capital, Aofeng's letter had already arrived, so Rick deliberately cleaned the attic to welcome his first apprentice.

He looked up at the window and saw that the sunlight was already very dazzling, and he thought that it was almost noon.

Dylan hurriedly got up and went downstairs, only to see that Rick had already started to cast iron at this time, and kept muttering: "It's really a young master of a noble family, it's so late and still sleeping, in this state, how can you learn casting technology well?"

"And this damn bricklayer, I told that stupid bricklayer to help me build it a little lower, and it turned out to be so high, is it just a joke about my Rick Spirits?"

Rick was standing on top of an iron stool, wielding the hammer in his hand desperately, looking really funny.

Rick continued to scold, but turned his head to see Dylan's figure, swallowed back the swear words that had reached his lips, and then whispered in a voice that only he could hear.

Dylan was also embarrassed, and originally wanted to perform well on the first day to make up for the bad impression he left on the teacher yesterday. But who would have thought that because of the long journey some time ago, the body was really tired, and it was finally possible to sleep peacefully, who would have thought that he would oversleep all of a sudden.

And that dwarf Rick, although he has anger in his heart, but the other party is the precious son of his former best friend Aofeng Green, if he dares to bully him, then with Aofeng's temper, he can't kill him from North Wind City to settle accounts?

As a result, Rick had to take all his anger out on the iron in his hand, which was too hard to be broken.

At this time, Dylan was really embarrassed to the extreme, his face was already flushed, but he didn't know how to explain it, it was impossible to say that he had overslept, right?

Neither the master nor the apprentice spoke, which made the atmosphere in the blacksmith shop even more awkward.

In the end, Rick Spirits couldn't hold back anymore, and immediately exploded and said, "You little ghost, are you dumb?"

But he soon realized that his attitude was too tough and fierce, for fear of scaring Dylan into tears, and immediately his momentum instantly dropped to a trough, and he whispered: "You go eat something first, if you don't eat, where will you have the strength to strike iron!"

Dylan immediately walked towards the kitchen inside. He went into the kitchen and found that a slice of cheese bread and a glass of milk were already on the table.

At that moment, Dylan realized that Rick wasn't really hot-tempered, and he still cared about his apprentice.

After breakfast, Dylan followed Rick and began to learn all kinds of things about casting.

"First of all, you have to understand that a foundry is a great profession! Don't underestimate a foundry! Don't think that those who are qualified to enter the academy are amazing, they are just lucky. Moreover, not everyone who enters the academy will become a qualified magician!"

Dylan knew that Rick's words were a disguised way to comfort himself and hope that he would not be discouraged. A warm current swelled up, making Dylan feel more comfortable. He's getting more and more fond of this cute dwarf who talks like dynamite, but has a sponge at heart.

"Many apprentice magicians simply don't pass the final exam of the first year! Less than half of the children who enter the academy each year are able to pass the test and become a real magician. ”

Dylan's eyes widened and he listened carefully.

"Of course, our casting skills are the same, you need to have a certain amount of talent. At this point, Rick glanced at the thin boy in front of him, paused slightly, and then continued.

"Today, let's first get to know various metal materials!"

As he spoke, Rick took out more than twenty different colors and textures of metal at once, and pushed them in front of Dylan.

"You see, which of these metals do you know. "Rick originally wanted to give his apprentice a disadvantage, so that he would know that casting technology is not as simple as he imagined.

But no one expected that Dylan only knew two of the more than 20 kinds of metals that Rick took out, and all the others were correct. Because Dylan has not been idle on the way to the imperial capital, he has done a lot of homework in advance.

This caught Rick a little off guard, and the large wave of education and boasting that he had prepared suddenly lost his meaning and could only be swallowed back into his stomach.

"Well, this..."Rick quickly coughed twice and continued: "I didn't expect you to have some ability, and you actually made some preparations in advance. So... Well, let's talk about the characteristics of various metals. ”

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In this way, the morning passed quickly, and Dylan listened carefully to what Rick explained. He originally had an excellent memory, and he basically memorized it completely after listening to it, and because of this, Rick's explanation this morning made him feel that he benefited a lot, and it turned out that there were so many ways to cast technology.

After a hasty lunch, Rick began to take Dylan to practice.

He led Dylan to the anvil, then took out a piece of black, reddish iron from the nearby furnace and handed his sledgehammer over.

"Come on, knock this iron flat!" Rick said with a wicked smile on his face.

Dylan has been an unyielding character since he was a child, and he immediately took the hammer and wanted to perform well.

Who would have thought that as soon as he got the hammer in his hand, his body couldn't help but sink down, only to hear the sound of "clang", and the black square sledgehammer fell to the ground.

Dylan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly reached out to take it again, but found that he couldn't lift it anymore.

Seeing that Dylan tried his best to feed, but still couldn't hold his hammer, Rick Spirit's face was already red, and then he couldn't hold it back, and laughed.

Ever since Dylan came to the blacksmith's shop, Rick has been very aggrieved. First of all, because of Dylan's physical fitness, it is really not suitable for learning casting, at least for the sake of it. But for the sake of his best friend Ao Feng's face, he could only accept this apprentice with a hard face.

Secondly, this morning, he originally wanted to show off his knowledge in front of Dylan, who would have thought that the metal block he had prepared in advance, Dylan knew almost everything, causing all the rhetoric he had prepared in advance to fail, and he almost suffocated internal injuries.

At this time, Rick saw that his apprentice couldn't even pick up his hammer, and finally made a foreign appearance in front of him, so that he finally regained some of his dignity and face as a teacher, and the depression of the past two days was vented in an instant.

After laughing, Rick didn't continue to mock, but said to his apprentice: "Before you start casting, you have to exercise your body well, you can't even pick up the hammer, what else do you want to forge?"

"Go, go outside and run ten laps around Misil Street!"

Dylan exclaimed, "Ten laps?" You know, Misier Avenue is a very long street in the entire imperial capital, and it is really not a joke to run ten laps around.