It turns out that the drawings are so magical, no wonder his son is shouting to learn, Jiang Blacksmith can understand Jiang Changan's drawings even if he doesn't know a few big words.

The various shapes and components on the drawings are clear at a glance, and there are dimensions in all aspects, of course, Jiang Blacksmith knows numbers, so he is very confident to make things on the drawings directly.

Suddenly, there was a feeling that he was also a bigwig in the deep-capital industry, and he was criticized.

Drawings are not very convenient, unless it is a conventional thing, otherwise if someone comes to order the blacksmith, often communicate for a long time and don't know what people want to do, now with this drawing, there is no need for Jiang Changan to explain, Jiang blacksmith can directly type.

"The drawings are really good things, Chang'an, you are too powerful, little prodigy!" The ginger blacksmith was amazed.

Sure enough, it's different, Uncle Jiang's family has been here since Zhang San came, no, it should be said that after Jiang Changan got the first place in the assessment, he suddenly came to work from time to time and became powerful at everything.

Wild boar Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng, carts and pottery, all stand out, and now this kind of drawing has been born, the Jiang family is going to heaven! Oh, no, I should say that Jiang Changan is too powerful.

His own son, it's just a thing that suffers from his heart, he doesn't deserve to carry shoes to others, and he is a classmate, this is a companion.

"Want to see pig iron, right? Let's go, Uncle just bought some pig iron from Yamen a few days ago, because it is about to be harvested in the summer, and he wants to build some farmers, maybe he can sell a few handfuls. ”

Every year, the family earns some hard-earned money from the period before the harvest, but they can also maintain the family's chewing.

"Okay."

The ginger blacksmith has a room dedicated to ironsmithing, and this room is more reliable than the house where the family lives, after all, it is an important place to make money and make a living.

However, the pig iron that Jiang Changan saw was really ordinary, and when the system scanned it, the ingredients were simply unsightly, no wonder they couldn't create good things, "Uncle Tie, I still need to refine this iron to a more refined quality." ”

"What? This is already the fine iron of the Yamen, the best iron that can be used for civilian use after spending the money of the old nose. "With his many years of experience as a blacksmith, there shouldn't be any finer iron, right? Some are also private collections of the imperial court, which are used to build weapons.

Hearing Jiang Blacksmith say this, Jiang Changan knew that the skills of the ancient people were very ordinary, "If Uncle Tie believes me, I can transform the recipe of the furnace and iron for you to create a finer iron."

Of course, it was my idea not to talk about this, and I also read it from an old book. ”

"Believe it, believe it! You must believe, Chang'an, you can change it. Before Jiang Blacksmith spoke, Jiang Fengshou couldn't wait to agree, according to convention, Jiang Changan always did what he said, what was beneficial to their Jiang family, why not do it?

When there is really an entry, I will thank Chang'an well.

The ginger blacksmith pondered, change the stove? As soon as Jiang Changan said it, the most important thing in striking iron is not the stove, a good stove can burn the hottest fire and make better iron.

However, his furnace has been passed down from the ancestors for several generations and has not been touched, and Jiang Blacksmith only maintains it well every day, but he never dares to disassemble it to see the structure inside, because he is afraid that he will not be able to assemble it back, and no outsiders will repair it for their home.

In this way, their family's iron-striking skills are about to be lost in his hands, where is the stupid son thinking so simple, this kid has been reading for a few years, and his mind is drifting.

However, looking at the magical drawings in his hand, Jiang Blacksmith was ashamedly moved, and in fact, the furnace had already leaked, and the iron that was beaten out was not as good as the other, and Jiang Blacksmith had already planned to disassemble the stove.

I also made two preparations, sending my son to study, if the furnace can't be ironed in the end, the child has another way out.

Thinking of this, Jiang Blacksmith gritted his teeth, "Change it, even if it can't be changed, I won't blame Chang'an." "Anyway, he also bought a few acres of land, and his family will never starve to death.

Jiang Changan, there really doesn't have to be so tragic, iron smelting, she has obtained a professional certificate, just a small stove, if she is not sure, she will not say, specially come to smash other people's jobs, this is not a good fate but a feud.

"Okay, let's go to school first, and send some recipes such as the drawings of the stove at noon, and then Uncle Tie will understand that he can do it himself."

So, she actually only uses her brainpower.

"Well, then you can go." The blacksmith Jiang let out a long sigh of relief, it was okay, he could take a good look at this furnace again, he was already mentally prepared for failure.

Jiang Changan and Jiang Fengshou came to the private school on the mountain together, but they didn't expect that Song Fuzi was obsessed with practicing drawing, "You can study on your own, and you can go home to help with housework if you have nothing to do." ”

There is really no more casual gentleman than Master Song, it all depends on his mood, he can teach wherever he wants, and he doesn't teach if he doesn't have time.

If it were normal, some students would definitely have a lot of opinions, at least Shen Shikang would feel that Song Fuzi was not doing his job properly.

But if you think about it seriously, Master Song has taught too many profound things, and he can find time to re-understand them, which is also very beneficial.

Jiang Changan was very happy, it just so happened that she had something to do.

"What are you going to do?" Li Shushen actually saw from her paralyzed face that she was eager to try.

"Go up the mountain, find some ore, make some high-quality tools, and then make something interesting to give to Song Fuzi, the bundle of Jiarong, as I said before."

Master Song has presbyopia, Jiang Changan also swept out his reading, so give the old man a pair of reading glasses, I believe Master Song will like it.

Li Shushen raised his eyebrows, and suddenly became very curious about what Jiang Changan said, who made Jiang Changan always have some strange things.

"Chang'an, I'll go too." Looking for ore?! Jiang Fengshou's eyes widened in shock, that can't be mined privately, right? was going to be killed, but Chang'an was for his father, so Jiang Fengshou decided to sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman.

"I'll go, I'll go." Zhang Zhuzi admired Jiang Changan the most and decided to be a follower.

But after the other classmates saw the boredom of carpentry, they didn't want to follow it anymore to see the excitement, so it was better to go home and study, because after the assessment, they would also participate in the county's unified monthly exam.

"Then let's go, go back and get the sack and set off, and go to the vicinity of Baishi Mountain." As for the mass graves, if you are not afraid, let's go together.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there are more people on the mountain now, some burn salt, some go to get saltpeter to make ice, and some go to cut wood, but it's lively."

Probably because of this, the wild boar herd has not come down to harm the crops until now, and the villagers are overjoyed, and this year's harvest may be even more.

Jiang Changzi and Li Shushen glanced at each other, it's good that there are more people, no one in the cave suspects them, and it doesn't have to be the people from the mountain village who took it, because there was no movement at all.

And Jiang Chang'an's family, which has the biggest movement, is the money earned by Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng, as well as carts and pottery, and he is not afraid of people checking it.

Maybe the forces looking for the Hundred Ghost Token found out?

Anyway, the matter of them emptying the jade is safe for the time being.

"Chang'an, the monthly exam is just a few days away, are you ready?" Zhang Zhuzi still attaches great importance to learning, if Jiang Changan is ready, then he may be able to learn from the learning method.

"Almost, I have some questions, if you are interested, you can copy a copy and go back to practice more." Jiang Changan also felt that they Song Fuzi was really big-hearted at this time.

Master Song, in fact, you were the victim, what sketches and drawings came out at a critical time, but he was trapped, who is to blame?

"Okay, okay, I'll borrow it later and copy it, have you copied the book too?" If Xueba also copied it, Zhang Zhuzi's certainty would be even greater.

"He didn't copy it, because he made the question."

Yes!

"I want it too, and Chang'an will also copy it for me."

"Good"

(End of chapter)