Wu Gongzi on the left, Wu Gongzi on the right, Wu Feng's head hurts.

There were seventy or eighty people on the scene, fifty or sixty people, and countless young ones.

The older generation has a lot of experience, and is responsible for imparting skills, cultivating talents, drawing drawings, embezzlement, corruption, drinking tea, etc.

The young ones are much simpler, responsible for using their skills according to the drawings, giving full play to what they have learned, and spilling their blood for the great rivers and mountains of the motherland with perseverance, hard-working spirit, and contributing a strong strength.

Commonly known as: striking iron.

Well, so, there are no handsome men here, some are just burly men, who speak in an urn and are quite heroic.

However, this is also forced, day and night all day and night, even if you are a bamboo pole, over time, you can grow into a yak.

Du Tiesheng patted Wu Feng's shoulder, looking proud: "Senior nephew, do you see, these are my team, all elites, one in a million, with a bright future, you have to learn from them, you don't need to learn anything else, just learn their spirit of not being afraid of hardships and not complaining, which will ....... you in the future."

As he was talking, an old man suddenly appeared next to him: "Lord Qiqi, our fire workshop has just escaped twenty people without permission, because of the low wages and low welfare, ten people went home to raise pigs, seven people ploughed the fields, and three people were arrested for selling illicit salt, my lord, do you want to go and fish them out?"

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Du Tiesheng had embarrassment on his face, and he was annoyed and angry: "You don't have to go, let those three scum die!"

As he spoke, he had a smile on his face, and hurriedly opened the topic: "Senior nephew, let you see the smile, such as today, no matter what institution, there are these idle and useless people, we don't have to pay attention, let's take a walk, I'll take you to see something......"

"The princess has arrived!"

Suddenly, a sharp and delicate eunuch voice came from outside the door.

The vermilion wooden door opened widely, and Ji Ling, surrounded by a bunch of slaves, walked in.

"I've seen the princess!" everyone said in unison.

"Well, there's no need to be polite. ”

Ji Ling with a holy smile, let everyone feel like a spring breeze, worthy of being a princess, this beautiful face can really be described as a country and a city.

Seeing her again, Wu Feng lowered his head, suddenly a little embarrassed in his heart, smiled brightly, and was silent.

"Senior Brother Wu, I heard that you are here, how about it, Uncle Du has no difficulty for you, he is notoriously stingy, giggling....." Ji Ling's little joke skillfully resolved Wu Feng's embarrassment and relieved the atmosphere.

Du Tiesheng coughed: "Well, I'm still here....."

"Uncle Shi, my father knows that I am coming, so ask me to ask, how is the progress of the research on ancient recipes?" Ji Ling blinked mischievously and asked.

This is the secret research of the Empire, and at this time, there are only some elderly and advanced elders left next to him.

Some young men still wanted to appreciate the princess's demeanor, but they were ruthlessly scolded back by some old men.

Something that doesn't have long eyes, don't you see that the horse is also next to you, if people are jealous, you still have a life?

Du Tiesheng frowned slightly: "Alas, it's not optimistic, so I invited Senior Wu's nephew over to see if he has a way, after all, he can even tinker with the spirit of the instrument, and he has reached the highest level of refining, it is estimated that this ancient recipe should not be difficult for him......"

Wu Feng looked confused, what were they talking about?

Ji Ling stepped forward, with a serious expression, and gave him a blessing: "Senior Brother Wu, this move is related to the rise and fall of Longwu, I hope you must help!"

Wu Feng hurriedly waved his hand: "I will definitely help if I am busy, but you have to tell me how to help, until now, I don't know what to do......"

Du Tiesheng looked sluggish: "I, didn't I tell you?"

Wu Feng looked at him: You, did you tell me?"

Du Tiesheng scratched his head and thought about it carefully: "Oh, I really want to ..... it."

Wu Feng nodded: "Well, it's really not....."

Ji Ling: "......."

.......

After Du Tiesheng's detailed introduction, Wu Feng realized that they were indeed in big trouble.

A few days ago, Uncle Shi obtained an ancient recipe from the ruins, which had the quenching method of blue iron ore on it.

Blue iron ore is a very fragile iron stone, which is no different from the hardness of ordinary bluestone.

But in this ancient recipe, it is actually said that this is actually an ore that is several times harder than steel, and several times lighter, and when worn on the body, it is almost the same weight as ordinary clothes.

The premise is that it needs to be soaked in a special liquid and then polished off the chaff to reveal the essence.

This discovery made Du Tiesheng ecstatic, and it was like dancing.

Blue iron ore is not uncommon, if you master this quenching method, the soldiers wear blue iron armor, then both mobility and survival support, there is a different improvement in Japanese.

After all, not all of them are spirit masters, most of them are ordinary people, and on the battlefield, there are also mortals.

Therefore, if the combat power of the soldiers is greatly strengthened, then the scale of victory will be tilted, and there is a point, a point, and the current crisis situation, a little stronger, will have one more chance to survive.

I am saying that if this ancient recipe is used, it is not a matter of being stronger at all.

Du Tiesheng believes that it will be a terrifying flight!

However, there are two problems ahead.

The first one, that kind of mysterious liquid, is actually an alchemy material, which must be completed by an alchemist, but it is clear that this is not a low-level liquid agent, at least above the sixth order.

Second, Du Tiesheng found an alchemy liquid in the ruins, but after soaking, the blue iron was several times harder, but at the same time it was several times heavier, and there was no lightness at all, no matter how they polished it, it didn't work, because they couldn't sense the essence of it at all.

Even Du Tiesheng, the refining master, is not good, this is an ancient recipe, and it is also the wisdom of the ancients.

Back then, when the demons had not yet invaded the mainland, human civilization was prosperous, and the sixth-order Danshi were all over the place, and the seventh-order Danshi were as many as dogs, so they didn't worry about the problem of talents at all.

But now, in the entire Dragon Martial Empire, the chief physician is only the fourth order, and it is conceivable to what extent the current civilization has declined.

This ancient recipe may not have been a big deal at the time.

But now, this is the weapon of the country, the magic weapon of victory, the supreme method, no matter how to describe it, it is not an exaggeration.

Wu Feng touched his chin, he was thinking.

The people around didn't dare to disturb, and waited quietly, almost holding their breath.

Ji Ling sat next to him, staring at him with a sparkling gaze, and that strange feeling resurfaced in her heart.

An impulse, just like throbbing, and like sprouting, like a piece of pig iron meets a magnet, eager to cling to the past, sticking together before refusing to stop.

With a white face, Ji Ling hurriedly lowered her head and exhaled deeply.

Strange, this Senior Brother Wu, what is it that attracts me.......