The constant clanging of beatings in Bruce's workshop, where helmets and weapons are being made, and the use of hydraulic hammers makes the blacksmith's workshop very efficient, but even so, Bruce decides to establish a standard system for the apprentices in the workshop.

"Standard system?" Mitch asked curiously.

"Yes, there must be a standard for every production process, how many wrought iron must be struck, and the thickness of the helmet needs to be directly and clearly told to the apprentices." Bruce nodded, he knew that the blacksmiths in this world were still used to the guild system, and the apprentices' skills were completely dependent on the master, and the skilled blacksmiths also relied on experience to explore, and would not teach the apprentices all at once.

"But I don't know." As a military tribune, Mickey reinstates his status as a blacksmith in peacetime, and when his son's blacksmith shop needs a skilled blacksmith, he volunteers to help.

"So, you have to sum it up, and then I'll send an attendant who knows how to write, and he'll help you write it down, and then teach it to the apprentices." Bruce tells Mickey that Bruce has plans to turn Glinton's blacksmith into a large integrated workshop, so a standardized system is indispensable.

"Yes, Lord Baron." Mickey couldn't refuse Bruce's request, as a military tribune and a junior officer in Bruce Greenton's regiment, obedience was deep in his heart.

"Good." Bruce nodded in satisfaction, and he picked up a helmet on the wooden frame of the workshop, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

"Lord Baron, I have no objection to you making the rules, but don't forget to solve the most important things." Marcus poured cold water on him at this time, Grington lacked iron ore, and if there was no stable source of iron ore and leather, it meant that Bruce could not support a long-term war.

"Am I already the county warden of Theodore? Animal husbandry is well developed there, and where can you get enough leather, but iron ore is a bit difficult. Bruce couldn't help but touch his chin, iron ore is an important strategic material in this era, and the lords cherish it.

"Lord Baron, two merchants have come to visit." Just then, a squire came to the door of the workshop panting, and he reported to Bruce.

"Merchant?" Bruce wondered if the squire had come from Jeffrey's old domain and had been sent to serve Bruce as both hostages and squires.

Bruce followed the squire back to the lord's house, and when he walked to the front of the house, he couldn't help but be even more puzzled when he saw a truck parked outside, but when he entered the house, he found that it was Kevin Sr. and Young White.

"Oh, it's you?" A smile appeared on the corners of Bruce's lips, two impressive battlefield merchants who had ordered them to bury their bodies and clean up the battlefield when they left Theodore County.

"Dear Baron, it is an infinite honor and pleasure to see you." Old Kevin saw Bruce and quickly took off his hat, he bent over and almost touched his head on the tip of his toes, but young White only bowed and looked at Kevin Sr. with disdain.

"Tell me, what are you doing today?" Bruce waved his hand, he walked over to the wooden table, and Anne quickly poured him a glass of wine.

"That's right, since I was separated from Lord Baron in Theodore County, I don't know why, I feel helpless like losing my soul, and then I understand that Lord Baron you should be my destined master, and I am willing to do anything for Lord Baron." Kevin Sr. spat and said to Bruce with a big mouth.

"Alright, alright." Bruce was so embarrassed by Kevin's words that he sat down in a wooden chair and interrupted him impatiently.

"That's enough, let me tell you, Lord Baron, in fact, we are here to join you, and we hope to serve you." Young White couldn't look down on old Kevin's grinding and chirping, so he stepped forward and said loudly to Bruce.

"Oh, for me?" Bruce smiled and touched his chin, he looked at White in front of him and looked at the old Kevin, who looked humble but had been secretly observing him, these two, one is an old fox and the other is a little fox, which is really difficult to deal with.

"Oh, dear Baron, I have brought you a gift, and I am sure you will like it." Old Kevin saw Bruce's appearance and hurriedly said to Bruce.

"Gifts?" Bruce wondered what kind of gift this battlefield merchant would have for him.

A wooden box was placed in the center of the house, and some chains were wrapped around the box, and a large lock locked the box, and it could be seen that old Kevin was extremely precious to the contents of it, and even Bruce and Anne were aroused by curiosity, and Anne blinked and looked at the wooden box.

"What is this?" At this time, Aishana, who had been standing in the corner, walked up to Anne, who was now a captive but usually worked as a maid.

"I don't know, what kind of treasure is it?" Anne was also very curious.

"Hmm." Not only Bruce and the others, but even Kevin's companion White stretched his neck, he had never seen this box, so he didn't know what the hell Kevin Sr. was doing.

"Whoa." Old Kevin excitedly walked to the wooden box, he took out a key hanging from his waist, opened the big lock and the iron lock, and when the locks were all removed, the wooden box creaked open.

"What is this?" Bruce looked at the contents of the wooden box, it was black, and it didn't look like a jewel or anything like that.

"Please." Kevin Sr. took out a piece of the wooden box, and he excitedly held it up in front of Bruce.

"You old bald man, are you crazy?" When the young white saw the things that Kevin Sr. took out, he immediately scolded angrily.

"You, are you sure this is a treasure?" Anne couldn't help but say, because the thing in old Kevin's hand was a black stone no matter how she looked at it, and the kind Anne couldn't bear to expose it directly, so she said hesitantly.

"What, isn't it just a stone?" Aishana sneered and said to Kevin Sr.

"You say this is a treasure?" Bruce also frowned and asked uncertainly.

"This is really a treasure, I once presented this treasure to three barons and five lords, but they didn't even know this treasure at all except for rewarding me with a whip, but I believe that Lord Baron you are different, you must know it!" Old Kevin said with a handful of snot and tears, he seemed to have suffered a lot for this box of things that robbers would throw away if they grabbed them.

"How did you get it?" Bruce sighed, looking at Kevin Sr.'s appearance, it seemed that he was really sure that this thing was valuable, so he couldn't help but ask.

"It's a star that fell from the sky!" Old Kevin swallowed hard, and then said loudly.

"What, stars?" At this moment, the people in the room blurted out in surprise.