After waiting in Yecheng for five days in a row, Lynch and the others did not wait for Yuan Jiugang, but they were helpless, so they could only continue to wait obediently, without the guidance of that person, they would not be able to enter the secret camp of the Fengshen Army at all, let alone become the Fengshen Bird.

Unconsciously, another five or six days passed, and Yuan Jiugang was still delayed, because they didn't have much money on them, so Lynch decided to go outside to find something to do for the time being, so as to pay for the daily food and lodging expenses.

He found a sizable blacksmith shop and became an apprentice.

As for Bai Yinan, he was born with a pair of conspicuous purple eyes, and at a glance he knew that he was of purple blood, but it was not good to go outside to find work casually, so he could only think about it in the long run.

This blacksmith shop is called "Feng's Iron Smelting", which is quite famous in the whole Yecheng, and is one of the best shops on the long street of ironmaking, in addition to creating ordinary sword weapons, armor, chariot parts, etc., the most important products are all kinds of high-quality horseshoe, buyers are not only ordinary merchants, but also families, and even cavalry camps.

Lynch is not only young, but also emaciated, if it were in normal times, the dignified Feng iron smelting, he would definitely not look down on him. But in order to try his best to catch up with the few big orders he received recently, the shop was in a hurry to recruit people, and he couldn't pick and choose, so he was reluctantly recruited.

At first, the overseer only asked him to make some odd and miscellaneous goods, and if there was anything that didn't require much effort, he just beckoned to him. A few days later, the overseer was surprised to find that the young man seemed to be powerless, but in fact had a good hand, so he increased his salary and transferred him to pull the bellows.

Pulling the bellows is very simple, it is the work of pulling and pushing out the strength, but for the real iron-making masters, the requirements are very high, and the length of the fire is different, which directly affects the accuracy of their casting.

As a master of the realm, Lynch's kung fu is profound, and his control of power has reached a meticulous level, and soon attracted the attention of a master who personally spoke, asked him over, and arranged for him to be a trainee blacksmith of no low status, responsible for striking iron for him.

"Ding!Ding!Ding......"

Lynch pinched the crimson iron bar with tongs in one hand and placed it on a cone-shaped iron stake, and with the other hand, he smashed the hammer one by one, sparks splashed everywhere, and made a rhythmic sound of gold and iron!

Not far away, a thin old man with a sharp beard sat in a bamboo chair, smoking a dry cigarette with a "let-ta-da" in his mouth, and a pair of triangular eyes stared at the iron-striking boy without blinking, without even the slightest expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

A young man with a round face held a red porcelain teapot and put it on the small table in front of the old man, "Master, our little three-leaf orchid is left with a bottom of tea leaves, which I asked for from the green snake from the little shopkeeper." I heard the little shopkeeper say that the green snake is also a first-class good tea, and the price is two or three times more expensive than the little orchid......!

The old man glared at the young man, snorted softly, took the cigarette stick and knocked it three times into the iron ashtray on the table, and then threw it to him.

The young man hurriedly took the cigarette stick, took out a beautiful silver cigarette case from his pocket, took out some high-quality tobacco shreds, carefully stuffed them into the smoke pot, and held them in his hand.

This young man was wearing a sleeveless undershirt, and his sturdy physique was undoubtedly revealed, especially the pair of thick arms were very eye-catching, and he knew that he was a good hand at striking iron at a glance.

The old man picked up the polished red porcelain teapot and tried to take two sips, his expression seemed to be quite enjoyable. Seeing this, the young man exhaled lightly, his expression slightly softened.

But seeing the old man put down the teapot, the young man handed the cigarette stick, the old man waved his hand, lay down in the bamboo chair, and asked slowly: "Xiao Nian, look, how is that little baby playing?"

"Huh?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, glanced at Lynch, who was engrossed in hammering iron, smiled "cough-cough", and said: "Little Brother Qi is playing well! It's only been half a month since I came, and my skills are about to catch up with me, a veteran of iron-making for ten years!"

The old man glanced at the young man, snatched the cigarette stick, lit it himself, and said while smoking: "I really don't know if you are too honest or too thick-skinned, and I am embarrassed to say this, I am ashamed of you." ”

The young man's name is Huang Xiaonian, because he was born on the day of Xiao Nian, so the name is "Xiao Nian". He is the only apprentice of the master of "Feng's Ironmaking", Gong Wu, and is the best among all the young blacksmiths, and has a good relationship with the lowest-ranking apprentices on weekdays, and is very willing to guide them, and has the title of "little master".

This old man with a goatee is naturally Huang Xiaonian's master Gong Wu, an old man with a very stinky temper, and is called "stinky shoes" by young people behind his back. The old man's temper is stinky, but the iron-making craft is first-class, and he said that he occupies the position of the master master in the "Feng's ironmaking", and he is also a little famous in the whole Yecheng, as long as he is willing to accept apprentices, the young apprentices and blacksmiths will definitely squeeze their heads and scramble to hold this "stinky shoe".

What's more, it is rumored that the old man Gong has an ancestral hammer that has been passed down for thousands of years, and the ancestors of the Gong family have used that hammer to build a weapon for the original Dragon and Tiger Army, and even the dragon tail gun of the dragon horse general Zhao Qianli has also been tempered by that treasure hammer, which is amazing!

The old man doesn't seem to have an heir to inherit the craft under his knees, and he accepts the only apprentice, what is the intention, anyone can see it, because everyone is very envious of Huang Xiaonian, saying that he is a blessing from the tenth generation, and he was taken by Master Gong......

Huang Xiaonian smiled innocently and did not answer.

Gong Wu squinted at Huang Xiaonian, and said lightly: "This little baby has a pair of sharp eyes, steady hands, and accurate strength, as long as the heart is calm, over time, he will be a great talent in the ironmaking industry!"

Huang Xiaonian shook his head and said with a look of regret: "A genius is a genius, it's a pity that our blacksmith can't keep this young man!"

Gong Wu was puzzled: "What? What do you mean by that?"

Huang Xiaonian said: "Master doesn't know, I heard Brother Qi say that he is just temporarily going to our shop to do some work to make some money, and after a while, there are other things to do." ”

"Humph!"

Gong Wu stood up and said unhappily: "What else to do? Wasted a good talent for ironmaking! Xiao Nian, don't underestimate our blacksmith business, let alone underestimate ironmaking skills." Back then, if Master Candle Longzi hadn't used the Heavenly Pillar Treasure Iron to forge the Tianwu Sword for Emperor Tianwu, would Emperor Tianwu still be Emperor Tianwu?"

The old man held the cigarette stick and carried his hands behind his back, walked slowly to Lynch, and pointed out as he watched.

While listening, Lynch continued to knock and beat, smashing the crimson iron bars little by little, while listening attentively to the master's lessons, not only did he feel boring, but he found it quite interesting, jingling, and interesting.

......

In a flash, more than two months have passed.

On this day, Lynch had already finished his work, but like yesterday, he was not in a hurry to get off work, and was still banging and hammering on the iron-making platform with great interest, casting something.

Huang Xiaonian had a towel hanging around his neck, holding a delicate white porcelain teapot in his hand, looking at a small piece of silver heavy treasure iron that the young man was beating over and over, standing for a while, and couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, Brother Qi, I didn't say you, you are really a tyrannical thing!"

Lynch glanced back, grinned, ignored it, and continued to beat.

This is a very precious piece of Kun steel, also known as Kun jade, is a kind of iron and jade of the best material, because the size is too small, can not make any decent utensils, has been preserved in the old man Gong Wu's private material library.

Not long ago, when he was helping the old man sort out the treasure house, he took a fancy to this small piece of treasure iron at a glance, and without hesitation, he bought it with most of the money he had saved in the past few months, and as soon as he had time, he carefully forged it.

Originally, everyone thought that he would use this piece of treasure iron to make a small sword, or a dagger, but they never expected that he would actually decide to make it into a horseshoe.

"A horseshoe is a horseshoe after all, even if it is a good horse, there is no need to nail a horseshoe made of kunyu, right?"

Huang Xiaonian said bitterly: "It is said that good steel is used on the blade, you ...... You actually use Kunyu to make horseshoes, wasting good materials, and heaven can't tolerate it......"

Lynch turned a deaf ear to this man's tireless chatter, and single-mindedly struck the iron without feeling any pity.

Baotie is someone else's, people can do whatever they want, Huang Xiaonian is also helpless, he persuaded him for a long time, but it had no effect at all, he stood aside sullenly, and drank the tasteless tea that had been brewed earlier, I really didn't understand why this young man was so desperate, and he had to play a horseshoe.

The horseshoe that Lynch wants to make is not based on the size of a specific horse's hoof print, or even a simple horseshoe structure.

Huang Xiaonian didn't give up, so he came to the old man Gong Wu'er's side and whispered: "Master, that piece of Kunyu is worth a lot of money, even if he works for another three years, he won't have enough money to buy it, why are you willing to give it to him?"

Gong Wu rolled her eyes and said angrily: "My things, I can sell them cheaply if I want to, is it your turn to take care of it?"

Huang Xiaonian laughed dryly and said, "Master misunderstood me, it's not that I am reluctant to give up that piece of iron, it's just that this kid is very stubborn, he doesn't listen to anyone's persuasion, and he has to use Kunyu to hit a horseshoe...... You see, this is not a waste of good material and beautiful jade! For us ironsmiths, money, beautiful women, and mansions are nothing, and good materials are the most important thing. Since Master gave him Kunyu, he shouldn't let him squander it at will!"

Gong Wu shook his head and sighed, and said earnestly to the young man: "Xiao Nian, you have been a blacksmith for so many years, don't you still understand such a truth?

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