Jian Ruochen did not change to a big house.

On the same day, she went to the miscellaneous office to take on another task from the outer door, the task of the Refining Hall.

What can a second-level Qi cultivator do in the Refining Hall? Forging pig iron and refining primary refined iron.

Every year, the refining hall consumes thousands of catties of refined iron, and one catty of refined iron needs to be forged from 100 catties of pig iron, and the forging of this 100 catties of pig iron, without any tricks, needs to be hammered and squeezed with a sledgehammer.

After the pig iron is forged, it becomes a primary refined iron rich in impurities, and in order to become a real refined iron, the monks need to further train and refine the impurities in it.

But Jian Ruochen wanted to temper his body, so of course he took the first one.

As soon as Jian Ruochen entered the forging shed, he was almost driven out by the surging heat wave and the deafening banging sound, and the sparks flew in all directions, and it was a sledgehammer raised by naked, muscular arms.

"Eh, you're not Miss Jane. The people who greeted him were a little familiar, and they kept their clothes neat in the scorching heat, and they didn't sweat on their faces.

"I'm Zuo Yi, the manager of this shed, Miss Jian doesn't know me, but there is probably no one in our outer door who doesn't know Miss Jian. Zuo Yi smiled and said, "Miss Jane, this is ......."

"Steward Zuo," Jian Ruochen arched his hand, "I took over the task of forging pig iron." ”

"Ah, ah?" Zuo Yi was taken aback, his eyes rounded, "You, what task did you take?"

"Forging fine iron. Jian Ruochen handed over his task jade talisman.

Zuo Yi hesitantly took the jade talisman, looked at Jian Ruochen, then looked back at the shirtless man in the shed, and then looked at Jian Ruochen, his mind was full of incomprehension, "Miss Jian, you're not joking." ”

Jian Ruochen smiled: "Steward Zuo said that he was laughing." ”

The left steward opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

The knocking sound in the shed seemed to be weaker, and many of the big men who were working looked at the door, and the left steward glared back, and the knocking sound immediately became deafening again.

Zuo Yi remembered Jian Ruochen's previous task of cutting down the outer gate of the silver pine, and remembered that she distributed the materials for making talisman pens, each of which was incredible, so he made an inviting gesture and led Jian Ruochen to the very edge of the shed.

"We are only rough refining here, it is the first part of refining refined iron, all we need is brute force, that is, a large piece of pig iron is hot, and after it is red, it is repeatedly beaten until it can no longer be compressed, and then sent to the next shed, and then calcined is to use a higher temperature ground fire, until a hundred catties of pig iron are compressed into a catty size. ”

Zuo Yi couldn't help but glance at Jian Ruochen again, "Miss Jian, striking iron is a hard job. ”

Jian Ruochen still smiled, "If I can't carry a sledgehammer, Zuo is in charge, you have a smaller sledgehammer." ”

Zuo Yi closed his mouth, he didn't know what to say at all.

Zuo Yi personally led Jian Ruochen to the farthest stove, and drove the people who were originally striking iron here to other places, and even the people in front of the two surrounding stoves were driven away, in front of Jian Ruochen, he only felt that those shirtless men who were only wearing short shirts were very eyesore.

"Hey, Steward Zuo, this fairy is also here to strike iron?" A rough shout came from the jingling shed.

The noise of striking iron stopped for a moment, and there was only a sporadic sound that was too late to stop, and more than a hundred and so big men looked over with sweat, surprised, funny, and curious.

"Go and go, move for me, stop again, and add ten catties of pig iron to each person today. Zuo Yi shouted with a glare.

Immediately, the clanging sound sounded again, and during the while, there was a laughing shout from the big man: "Steward Zuo, did you kidnap the fairy to complete the task for you? ”

There was laughter in the shed, and Zuo Yi said angrily: "Zhao Tie, you add fifty catties of pig iron today, if you can't beat it, you don't want to eat a mouthful of food!"

"Steward Zuo, if you can be beaten, let alone fifty catties of pig iron, even one hundred catties I will admit it!" It was still the man's voice, Jian Ruochen looked over, and in the firelight was a dark-faced man, holding a swarthy sledgehammer, and the muscles of his arms bulging one by one, just like a fitness athlete in the previous world.

"Fairy, beat him, you beat him, we will complete your task for you!" shouted an equally sturdy man next to him.

"Yes, yes, beat him, we'll help the fairy complete the task!"

Shouts, laughter, and the sound of striking iron resounded.

Zuo Yi shook his head, but there was no angry expression on his face, he looked at Jian Ruochen and said helplessly: "Miss Jian, they strike iron all day long, they don't understand the rules, and we have never had a female cultivator here." ”

Jian Ruochen retracted his gaze and said with a smile: "It was I who took the liberty of taking this task and causing trouble to the left steward." ”

As he was talking, a big man ran over, carrying three iron hammers on his shoulders, and threw them to the ground, "Steward Zuo, you see how much vision I have, I'll be an assistant to this fairy." ”

"Get out!" Zuo Yi was about to kick, but the big man ran away with an "oops", ran two steps and turned around: "Do you want to be your own assistant to the left steward?"

Zuo Yi didn't really want to kick - he was a monk, if he kicked this kick, the big man would die immediately - he just raised his leg and drove the man away, listening to everyone start to heckle again, and shook his head with laughter.

"Miss Jane, don't mind, these people are tired all day long, and if they don't have fun, they will die of misery. ”

Jian Ruochen watched Zuo Yi get along with mortal handymen, and then listened to his words, and she also had a good impression of Zuo Yi in her heart, she saw a lot of monks' contempt for mortals, and it was the first time she saw a monk who could get along with mortals so well.

"Why? Jian Ruochen said.

"I think so too. Zuo Yi laughed, really happily, "Miss Jane, I'll be your assistant." ”

Zuo Yi said as he lifted the front end of the robe and tucked it on his belt, and rolled up his sleeves as well, Jian Ruochen also rolled up his sleeves, and then carried the smallest hammer.

Zuo Yi picked up a long pair of tongs, picked up an irregular, football-sized piece of pig iron in the stove, this pig iron had been burned red, as if it was about to burn, and was placed on the forging table, and Zuo Yi fixed it with fire tongs.

Jian Ruochen put down the hammer, moved his body slightly, stretched his arms vigorously, and then bent down to pick up the hammer.

The clanging forging sound suddenly weakened, and Jian Ruochen picked up the hammer and smashed it hard.

"Dang!"

"Good!"

Amid the sparks and applause, Jian Ruochen's hands held the hammer steadily.

"Yes, I didn't take it off, can I still come?" Zuo Yi praised, the tongs firmly clamped the pig iron, and his hand did not move.