The first page is the table of contents, which indicates the contents of the book. The book is divided into five parts, namely, the smelting and casting chapter on the casting of metal objects; Talking about the production and use of ships and vehicle structures; Lecture on hammer forging for making iron and bronze tools; Talking about the hardware of ore mining and smelting; There is also a quenching chapter on ore processing.

The content of the five parts is from shallow to deep, illustrated and illustrated, the text is concise and easy to understand, and the pictures are also very intuitive. Mo Lin first read it and found that many of the contents were unheard of.

Mo Lin has a little talent in engineering, and has just won the first place in the test, and he is quite complacent. But the heavenly artifact in front of him seemed to open the door to a treasure for him, and made him understand that the knowledge and skills he possessed were only a pitiful bit.

Seeing such a wealth of treasures in the book, Mo Lin knew how ignorant he was. After accepting this fact with shame, Mo Lin was full of interest again. He is like a greedy bookworm, eager to swallow the book into his stomach and digest it, every word and picture on the book is an inspiration to him.

Seeing the records in the Heavenly Creations, many of Mo Lin's previous doubts and incomprehensions suddenly became clear. This joy of seeking knowledge filled his heart all afternoon, and he was unable to stop dancing while reading a book.

It wasn't until he remembered that he had to go to Luo Qianqian's house in the evening that Mo Lin reluctantly wrapped his schoolbook and went out.

On the way to Luo Qianqian's house, Mo Lin bought two bottles of rice wine according to the old rules, and this time he won the first place, and he had a legitimate reason to drink with Uncle Luo. The faces of the old and the young were slightly red, and Aunt Luo also made a few good dishes, coupled with Luo Qianqian's eyebrows dancing to tell about Mo Lin's limelight, the atmosphere of dinner has been very high.

After dinner, Mo Lin was worried about practicing with Zhu Pingman at night, but Luo Qianqian wanted him to accompany him for a walk. Mo Lin had no choice but to walk around the nearby path side by side with Luo Qianqian.

"Mo Lin, this time you got the first place, you can start building your own machinery. You must remember the promise you made to me. Luo Qianqian said. (One light click of yours warms my entire codeword life.) Let's watch the fantasy channel of Literature Network, more exciting content is waiting for you! ）

"Don't worry, I won't forget. From now on, I'm going to work hard, and I'll soon be able to create the best magic weapon for you. After Mo Lin looked at the heavenly creations, although he felt that engineering was broad and profound, it could not be achieved overnight. But he is optimistic by nature and firmly believes that as long as he is willing to work hard, he will be able to fulfill his promises.

"You're so nice." Luo Qianqian was very happy, grabbed Mo Lin's hand, and grinned.

Mo Lin was stunned, only to feel the temperature of Luo Qianqian's palm coming from the palm of his hand, and the delicate feeling unique to the girl's skin lingered in his heart, making his heart jump like a deer.

"Oh my God, I'm not going to die." Mo Lin only felt that his heart was beating faster and faster, and he had jumped to his throat. He wondered if his heart would jump out if he spoke now.

"I'm going home, you have to remember the promise." Luo Qianqian didn't notice that Mo Lin was wrong, she pulled Mo Lin around her home, and then let go of Mo Lin's hand.

"Hmm...... You go to rest. Mo Lin said reluctantly. His mouth was dry and his body was shaking, his heart was beating fast and his forehead was sweating, as if he was seriously ill. But he just felt very happy, and it was really a contradictory feeling.

Seeing Luo Qianqian walk into the house, Mo Lin felt a burst of amazement. He raised his hand to the tip of his nose and sniffed, smelling a girl's fragrance.

"Qianqian, don't worry, I will work hard." Mo Lin clenched his fists and waved vigorously, making his promise to the moonlight.

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"Want to bribe me?" Seeing the two bottles of rice wine brought by Mo Lin, Zhu Pingman narrowed his eyes, like a cat napping in the afternoon.

"I won the first place in the craftsman final test, I want to celebrate, you don't drink it." Mo Lin pouted.

"It's just the first place in a craftsman, what is there to celebrate. Even if you become a master craftsman, what can you do, it's just so-so. Zhu Pingman didn't give Mo Lin any face, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he despised the craftsman.

In the past month or so, Mo Lin has learned about Zhu Pingman's character, this old man has a knife mouth and a tofu heart, although the words he said are very hateful, but his heart is still good. It was precisely because he saw through this that Mo Lin didn't care about him.

Mo Lin brought some side dishes, he spread them on the ground, and then stuffed a bottle of rice wine into Zhu Pingman's hand and said, "For more than a month, thank you for your grandfather's teaching." If I can't meet your requirements tonight, I'm afraid we won't be able to see each other in the future. This first sip of wine can be regarded as Mo Lin's gratitude. Saying that, Mo Lin took a big sip of wine to himself.

Zhu Pingman looked at Mo Lin and said with a smile: "I didn't expect your doll to have such arrogance and intentions, so I'll take a sip with you." He unequivocally raised the bottle and poured it into his stomach, and after drinking it, he pursed his lips and muttered: "The Mo family's wine is really unpalatable, and it fades out of the bird." ”

Mo Lin said helplessly: "This wine is indeed a little lighter, not as good as your monkey wine." But there's only this kind of wine in the Ink Village, so you can just have it. ”

Zhu Pingman raised the bottle, opened his mouth, drank a bottle of rice wine in one go, and said to Mo Lin: "I can make the wine lighter, if you can't catch up with my rhythm today, I will never give in." ”

Not to be outdone, Mo Lin poured all the rice wine into his throat with a of neck, enjoying the aroma and moisture of the rice wine, and then stood up and said to Zhu Pingman: "If I can't keep up with you, it means that I am not angry, I am not worthy of your grandfather's teaching, and I will never complain." ”

Seeing Mo Lin's arrogant appearance, Zhu Pingman couldn't help but secretly approve, but he still had a cold expression and said sharply: "What does it matter if the words are beautiful, whether it is a mule or a horse, you will know when you come out for a walk." With that, he flashed, strode forward, and ran over the clearing.

Mo Lin did not hesitate, and also ran with his legs. After a month of training, he has mastered the knack of this running position, his mind is calm, all the distractions in his mind are gone, and his breathing is in rhythm.

As he ran, Mo Lin's body gradually warmed up, and he was not in a hurry to catch up with Zhu Pingman, but maintained his own inherent rhythm.

Zhu Pingman ran in front, changing his rhythm from time to time. Although Mo Lin lagged behind, he also followed suit, always maintaining a fixed distance from Zhu Pingman, and was not left behind more.

"Good boy, progress is really fast." Zhu Pingman looked back at Mo Lin while running. Although he has been observing every day for the past month, after all, there is a gradual process, and he doesn't feel that Mo Lin has made any progress.

At this moment, comparing Mo Lin with a month ago, Zhu Pingman suddenly came to his senses. Mo Lin that day, let alone keep up with his pace, was afraid that he would be out of breath after running more than a dozen laps. And now Mo Lin can follow his footsteps, breathing steadily, with a long pulse, without a trace of chaos. This is just a month's cultivation, and if it takes a long time, his future is only limitless.