"What do you want? Well, it's simple. In the face of Tang Ling's questioning, Boss Huang did not panic at all, but pointed to this iron-striking room and said word by word: "After that, the time for iron-striking here has become nine hours." ”

"Don't argue, in fact I'm very disgusted. With a person who only has the strength of eight cows and can't even do it, I'm really afraid that I won't be able to meet my requirements, and I will have to spend time training. "Boss Huang really looks disgusted.

Then he flicked his sleeves, and Shi Shiran said: "In the future, the money owed will be reflected in working hours." Of course, I still give an hour of free time, and the private library is open for an hour a day if I have time to read. ”

"However, the working hours will not be reduced for a minute. Young people, learn to organize your own time. Boss Huang patted Tang Ling on the shoulder as he spoke.

Faced with such an answer, Tang Ling suddenly felt a great sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Just like when he faced Su Xiao, he could feel that he had no malice, but he just didn't know his purpose.

It's better to show malice directly, at least you can resist, isn't it?

Besides, Boss Huang's conditions are really not harsh, at least what Tang Ling wants has been arranged for Tang Ling.

More importantly, the private library that Boss Huang said really had a great attraction to Tang Ling.

Therefore, Tang Ling decided to observe for the time being, and go and see.

He won't ask Boss Huang either, so he's not afraid that I'll run such a stupid question, he has this kind of awareness, in the Dark Harbor, before he is familiar with everything, it is impossible to run out of Boss Huang's palm.

Even if it's familiar.... It's also hard!

In the end, it's just a matter of walking and seeing.

Tang Ling was silent, he still needed something, since Boss Huang knew everything... Thinking of this, Tang Ling just wanted to speak.

was interrupted by Boss Huang.

"You must want to ask me a lot of information, right? For example, about the Dark Harbor, about the two brothers and sisters before and separately, maybe there are more? At this time, Boss Huang walked to the corner of the blacksmithing room where the tools were placed, looked at the hammers hanging on the wall, and began to pick and choose.

Tang Ling was suffocated in his heart, this Boss Huang was like a god, and he knew him very well.

I can't help but wonder again, what exactly does this person want to do?

But on the surface, Tang Ling would no longer ask this question, Boss Huang's attitude just now had already explained everything, he deliberately ignored the key points, and obviously avoided Tang Ling's question.

Therefore, in response to Boss Huang's question, Tang Ling also said honestly: "That's right, boss." Everyone who comes to the Dark Harbor must have their own goals and purposes, and in light of that, I do need some information. ”

"Charge." Boss Huang had already chosen a hammer at this time, neither big nor small, and it was inconspicuous among the hammers hanging on the wall.

As he spoke, he shoved the hammer to Tang Ling.

Tang Ling took it casually, the weight of a hammer was not too pediatric for him.

However, it was this kind of carelessness that made Tang Ling pay the price.

The hammer was extremely heavy in his hand, almost the limit of Tang Ling's strength, he took it with one hand, and was almost knocked down by the hammer, and finally stabilized his body, but his waist was twisted.

"A little injury, don't worry about it." Tang Ling hadn't spoken yet, but Boss Huang helped Tang Ling say a sentence that he didn't care.

Tang Ling was speechless, reluctantly lifted the hammer with both hands, and asked Boss Huang: "I don't have any money, can I owe debts?" ”

"This thing can't be done, the information is instantaneous, and the charges must naturally be instant." Boss Huang didn't look like he was joking, Tang Ling still wanted to say something, Boss Huang had already shaken his finger and said: "In fact, a man with hands and feet can't say that he has no money, that's too shameful." ”

"Isn't there an hour of free time? Go make money. ”

"What can you do in an hour?" Tang Ling raised his eyebrows, but he didn't refuse, in fact, Boss Huang's words made sense.

There is food and drink here, why can't you make money the rest of the time? Even if it's just for an hour.

Faced with Tang Ling's question, Boss Huang raised his head and laughed exaggeratedly a few times, and then said, "Where is this?" This is a dark harbor! Here, those who are above board and deceived are all ways to make money as long as they can succeed. ”

"Today there is an hour of opportunity to come to my private library to read. I'll pick two books for you, the first one is about the rules of Dark Harbor. As for the other one, hehe..."Boss Huang didn't say any more, but looked at Tang Ling: "Don't eat breakfast?" ”

"Me!" Tang Ling's face changed, and then he suddenly smiled dog-leggedly: "Give Monty food?" ”

"Know Monty?" Boss Huang glanced at Tang Ling.

"It's not a waste to feed it, is it?" Tang Ling knows that Monty is a fart, and he is probably a dog? He replied evasively.

"Huh." Boss Huang smiled meaningfully, and then said to Tang Ling: "I allow waste on the first day, but from tomorrow onwards, waste will definitely pay a price." ”

"Then my meal is actually very small, can I reduce the amount tomorrow?" Tang Ling pretended to be Sven, but in fact, he was already scared in his heart.

It's a seventh-level fierce beast again, and it's a fifth-level fierce beast, do you want to blow him up?

"No, if you waste food tomorrow, it means that you are not working hard enough. My judgment of everything is so simple and crude, you know? When Boss Huang said this, he paused slightly: "As for today's breakfast, I will let Jingling send it here, in order not to delay the work, I need food." ”

**

What is Tang Ling's job?

To put it simply, it's iron! In Boss Huang's workshop, there is a pile of rough ore billets he has refined to refine.

The refining method chosen by Boss Huang is very primitive, that is, relying on manpower to repeatedly beat until the impurities of these rough ore blanks are completely removed.

There is a good flame here, and with a certain way of controlling, the flame can turn into a stable blue and white.

This is an extremely high temperature, and in the smelting of pre-civilizations, the use of coke could only reach about 2,300 degrees.

This means that these flames are very good at burning away impurities.

The tools here are also very good, according to Boss Huang, the worst is the A-grade alloy sledgehammer in Tang Ling's hand.

This alloy sledgehammer is made entirely of A-grade alloy, with a small amount of S-grade alloy added.

Let it have enough weight, through the process of beating, you can better remove impurities, dense components, refine some grains....

Tang Ling didn't understand the principle of striking iron, anyway, Boss Huang didn't want to teach him anything profound, according to Tang Ling's current level, just knock and beat repeatedly.

But the joke is that the tool that Boss Huang chose for Tang Ling turned out to be this A-grade alloy sledgehammer.

This sledgehammer weighs 6,000 kilograms, and Tang Ling has the power of eight bulls, but the power of one bull is probably floating at 800 to 900 kilograms.

Isn't it too much to swing a 6,000-kilogram sledgehammer that is close to your limit?

"Scared? Backed off? Boss Huang looked at Tang Ling with contempt, and his tone was also very exaggerated.

"Impossible!" Tang Ling is still a teenager after all, and he can't bear this kind of shame.

"Since there is no fear, there is no retreat. Well, accept your fate, I don't have a lighter hammer to use here. Boss Huang shrugged, then walked to the corner where the ore was piled up, and pulled a conch hanging on the wall with his hand.

The hole in the wall where the conch hung was opened, and a slightly harsh metallic sheen came from inside.

Tang Ling looked at it, and there were no less than thousands of metal billets of various colors, brick-shaped, and brick-sized inside.

Boss Huang walked in, picked and chosen, took out two pieces of black iron rough billets, and threw them on the anvil of one of the stoves.

"Looking at the dauntless look reminds me of when I was younger. Although, when I was young, I wouldn't be as unproductive as I was, and I could only deal with this black iron ore billet. Boss Huang pursed his lips and looked down on Tang Ling very much.

Tang Ling silently recited in his heart a hundred times, but his chest still rose and fell.

"So, I'll show you how. The key to remember, in a word, is that everything is skillful. Boss Huang ignored Tang Ling's undulating chest, picked and chose a hammer on the tool wall.

Just two palm-sized hammers.

Tang Ling glanced at the one in his hand, although it was not the largest of these tools, it was almost half of his height, what is that Boss Huang, a toy?

Can we swap tools with each other?

But at this time, Boss Huang looked at Tang Ling and suddenly became serious: "Look seriously, I will only demonstrate twice, will I understand twice?" ”

Tang Ling immediately retracted his mind, and he intuitively felt that the skills that Boss Huang was going to teach next might not be simple.

At this time, Boss Huang took a deep breath, straightened the rough billet of the black iron ore, and then said: "This method of beating is only three hammers, each three hammers are a group, and repeated beating is enough. ”

"Now, the power that I have suppressed is the power that I have not comprehended."

When Boss Huang said this, Tang Ling's expression suddenly became extremely serious.

Before, Boss Huang said with disgust that he only had the power of eight bulls, and also emphasized that he did not understand it.

Tang Ling didn't care, wasn't it normal for such a master to be able to see his own details?

Now, Boss Huang has adjusted his strength to the same level as himself, but he can use a 6,000-kilogram hammer, what kind of skill is this, and if it is applied to battle?

Thinking of this, Tang Ling's face changed again, what a 6,000-kilogram hammer, he was holding a toy in his hand, okay?

At this time, Boss Huang also seemed to react, put down the small hammer in his hand lightly, and said: "The power of imitation is not worthy of using this hammer." Let's use the garbage hammer in my hand. ”

While speaking, Boss Huang took the hammer in Tang Ling's hand, looked high at an exaggerated angle, and then fell down with a hammer...