Chapter 15 Blacksmith
The next day, early in the morning.
Shi Yi and Yu Xiaogang went to the cafeteria together, and after breakfast they met Tang San.
"Brother, teacher, good morning." Tang San greeted respectfully.
Yu Xiaogang nodded, then Tang San turned to look at Shi Yi and said, "Brother, are you ready? Today I am going to the blacksmith shop outside the academy to forge iron."
Upon hearing this, Shi Yi said to Yu Xiaogang, "Teacher, you go back first, I will go with Xiao San to forge iron in a while."
Yu Xiaogang nodded and said, "Well, be careful."
Shi Yi smiled and said, "Nothing will happen with Xiao San here."
Then Yu Xiaogang left alone. Seeing Yu Xiaogang leave, Tang San was about to go to the window on the first floor of the cafeteria to buy his breakfast, but was stopped by Shi Yi. Under Tang San's puzzled eyes, Shi Yi took out two eggs and a pancake from his soul guide and handed them to Tang San.
"Xiao San, it's time to grow up. There's no need to wait until we finish eating before entering the cafeteria. It's only natural for a disciple to eat what his teacher has. Don't regret it if you don't grow tall in the future. The body of a spirit master is also very important. Our teacher doesn't lack this little food. With your intelligence, you must have seen that the teacher is extraordinary." Shi Yi said to Tang San.
Tang San took the breakfast handed over by Shi Yi with some embarrassment, nodded slightly and said: "Brother, I understand, but do you know the origin of the teacher?"
"What do you think is the difference between the teacher and other teachers in the academy?" Shi Yi asked with a smile.
Tang San took a bite of the oil cake and said: "Knowledgeable?"
"Yes, Xiao San, martial spirit knowledge is different from ordinary knowledge. If you want to obtain rich martial spirit knowledge, then his background must be good. The teacher should come from the top forces on the continent." Shi Yi chuckled.
Tang San nodded in surprise. Shi Yi patted Tang San's shoulder and said, "So, just eat without worry. Even if there are ten more of you, you can't make the teacher poor."
Tang San scratched the back of his head and said, "I just think it's not good, and other people will gossip."
Shi Yi shook his head and looked at Tang San meaningfully, "Xiao San, you know what? No matter what you do, before you can shut everyone up, there will be people gossiping. As long as you think you are doing the right thing, that's enough."
The two walked through the woods of the academy, and a middle-aged man in a black robe slowly walked out from behind a big tree. A trace of relief flashed in his turbid eyes.
"Geniuses are always different from others. No matter what, you can't fit in with those part-time students. They didn't say anything just because they were afraid of your strength and didn't dare to say anything, unless you can become exactly the same as them, but this is impossible. With full innate soul power and the first 400-year soul ring, you are already different from them."
Hearing this, Tang San fell into deep thought.
Shi Yi continued, "The reason why I came here to study theories and change myself is because I don't want to be like them."
After a moment of silence, Tang San suddenly stopped and bowed slightly to Shi Yi.
Looking at Tang San's serious look, Shi Yi also smiled. In fact, if he wanted to control Tang San, a time traveler from feudal society, he only needed to bring out the Confucian set of brotherly love and respect.
Throughout the original text, Tang San tried his best to abide by this rule, or it could be said that this strict hierarchical rule has been engraved into Tang San's bones.
Not to mention Tang Hao, if such a father were in modern times, he would have cut off relations long ago, but Tang San became a father himself.
The most precious thing that Shi Yi obtained by becoming a disciple of Yu Xiaogang was not living conditions or knowledge, but an identity, a close identity.
Identity may be the most empty thing for a strong person, but for Shi Yi at the time, it was the most important thing.
Shi Yi, who had experienced many years of struggle in the modern world, understood the importance of status too well. The so-called development of personal connections means to have some relationship with people of noble status, such as friends, brothers, teachers and apprentices, and even fathers and sons. These relationships can often solve many problems that cannot be solved by oneself.
This is why Tang San did not choose to keep a large number of immortal products for himself, because he also understood this truth. He knew that when he needed help in the future, these people would definitely help him. For this reason, Ning Rongrong even put the entire Seven Treasures Glazed Sect on the line.
Shi Yi smiled at Tang San and said, "Why are you so serious? Just chatting casually."
As he spoke, the two had already arrived in front of the blacksmith shop. At this time, the blacksmith shop had already heard the sound of forging.
Dingdang, dingdang, dingdang...
As soon as you enter the door, you will see an open hall. On the right side of the hall, there are all kinds of forged ironware hanging, and more are various armors and weapons. After all, soul masters are only a minority in this world, and weapons are still needed.
Shi Yi quietly looked at these weapons, then looked at his storage belt and thought to himself: "Since these core arrays only need to be carved on special materials, can we adopt the assembly line model of the factory in the previous life? Let Xiao San make the tools, reserve a place to embed the core array, and concentrate on studying the carving of the core array."
Shi Yi thought about it and shook his head. If he wanted to become a powerful soul guide, he must do it himself. Only by making things by himself can Shi Yi fully master its structure, know its shortcomings, and constantly make optimizations.
"It would be great if this world also had a way to make people split themselves. There are too many things to do." Shi Yi thought to himself.
At this time, Tang San was thinking about what kind of income he would have if he opened a factory to make hidden weapons in this world?
"Little friend, what are you doing here? Ask your parents to buy things. Get out quickly, it's dangerous here." While the two were thinking, a loud voice interrupted their thoughts.
A burly man with his upper body naked was looking at the two of them. His dark skin was covered with bulging muscles, and he looked very strong. He was holding a large foundry hammer in his hand, and his forehead was covered with sweat.
"Hello, uncle. I want to ask if you need an apprentice here." Tang San was young and his voice was clear. Although the blacksmith shop was filled with the sound of hammering steel, everyone could still hear it clearly.
Shi Yi also echoed, "Hello, uncle. I also want to be an apprentice."
Most of the blacksmiths stopped their work and smiled at the two of them.
Shi Yi continued, "Xiao San and I are both spirit masters, we are very strong, we can do it."
The big man looked at the two people's serious expressions, slightly stunned and said, "Little friends, you are not making fun of me, you are already spirit masters, why do you want to be apprentices?"
Tang San said, "Uncle, it's like this. I am a part-time student at Notting College, I have time every day, my father is the blacksmith in the village. I have learned casting from my father since I was a child, I want to come here to make a living, this is my senior brother, he is a novice, but he is also very interested in casting, if you can accept us, we don't need you to teach us, I can teach my senior brother."
After hearing Tang San's words, the big man's expression suddenly eased. They all came from poor backgrounds, and he felt sympathy for them. He simply said, "Okay. If you are willing to come, then come. You can do odd jobs for us, such as serving tea and water. However, the salary will not be too high, but the meals will be provided. How about it?"
"Okay, no problem." Tang San was very happy and quickly agreed.
The blacksmiths all smiled kindly at Tang San. The big man glared at them and said, "What are you looking at? Don't you have to work? Hurry up, I will treat you to beer in the evening."
After hearing the big man's words, the blacksmiths immediately became more motivated, and they swung their hammers and continued to work.
The big man raised the foundry hammer in his hand, forging the pig iron in front of him, and said to the two of them: "My name is Shi San, Shi means stone, you can call me Uncle San. This blacksmith shop is my family's inheritance. You can come to work for me in the future, and I will pay for your lunch and dinner every day. I will give you ten copper soul coins, which is one silver soul coin. If the benefits are good, I will give you more. Oh, by the way, what are your names?"
"Uncle San, my name is Shi Yi, and he is my junior brother Tang San."
"Shi Yi? Tang San? Haha, good, you two little guys are destined to be with me, one with the same name and the other with the same surname." Shi San said loudly.
The blacksmiths also laughed when they heard this, and some even joked: "Brother San, these two children are not your illegitimate children, are they?"
"Go to hell, if I can give birth to two soul masters, do I still need to be a blacksmith?" Shi San also laughed and scolded.
After that, Shi San looked at Tang San and said, "You just said that you learned to be a blacksmith from your father since you were a child. You are so young, what can your father teach you?"
Tang San said, "Of course it is casting, Uncle San, don't look at my small stature, but I am strong, and casting pig iron is no problem."
Shi San laughed, "Brothers, our new guy said that he can also cast. Do you believe it?"
The blacksmiths also laughed. Tang San looked only six or seven years old. This is after getting the first spirit ring, his body has grown a little taller.
Shi Yi also smiled. The current Tang San's strength is not small, even several points stronger than the original. As for himself, it goes without saying that among the hundred-year-old spirit beasts, there are really not many spirit beasts that can touch the strength of the Qianjun Ant.
Tang San said, "Uncle San, I can really cast. If you don't believe me, let me try."
Shi San stopped what he was doing and leaned his casting hammer on the ground. "Well, if you can lift my hammer, I'll believe you."
Then, in front of everyone's surprised eyes, Tang San picked up Shi San's hammer and said, "Uncle San, you are removing impurities from this piece of pig iron. I'll help you finish it."
At this time, Tang San had already raised the casting hammer, and raised it horizontally in front of him.
Seeing Tang San slowly raising the casting hammer, Shi San also widened his eyes and exclaimed, "What a strength, worthy of being the son of our blacksmith."
Tang San stared at the pig iron on the furnace with his eyes burning, exhaled and shouted, and suddenly swung Shi San's casting hammer up.
"Hah!" A tender and tender cry sounded.
Shi Yi saw Tang San's feet clasped tightly on the ground, his calves suddenly exerted force, and the power was transmitted. Tang San's body half turned, and the huge casting hammer swung diagonally in the air in a full circle, hitting the pig iron heavily.
With a loud clang, the smiles of all the blacksmiths turned into astonishment. Then, with the rebound of the hammer, Tang San turned quickly and swung the hammer in his hand again. There was another loud bang, and the hammer fell on the red-hot pig iron more heavily than before.
Shi Yi stared at Tang San's movements and did not dare to relax for a moment, because he understood that Tang San was performing the chaotic cloak hammer method, which was known as the strongest forging technique.
"Uncle San, please help me pull the bellows. The temperature is not enough." Tang San said quickly, and his third hammer was already swung up. This time, the casting hammer was more urgent, bringing a whistling sound.
Shi San was also an old blacksmith, so he naturally understood that if the temperature was not high enough, the pig iron in Tang San's hand would explode directly. He immediately squatted aside and pulled the bellows.
Shi Yi had been staring at Tang San until his eyes were sore. Soon, Tang San stopped under the surprised eyes of the blacksmiths. After Tang San's continuous hammering, the shape of the pig iron did not change at all, but it shrank down as a whole.
"It seems that I have to find a way to improve my learning ability. There is no camera in this world. How can I remember it with my brain alone?" Looking at Tang San who stopped, Shi Yi's eyes flashed with a trace of pity.
If there was a camera to film it, he only needed to watch it repeatedly, and it would only be a matter of time to learn it.
"In this case, try it quickly, and don't let the impression in your mind disappear." Shi Yi said secretly in his heart.
Just as Shi San was popularizing the chaotic cloak hammer method to Tang San, Shi Yi said to Tang San: "Xiao San, can you give it a try for me?"
Hearing this, everyone's eyes fell on Shi Yi. With the surprise that Tang San brought them before, the blacksmiths would naturally be very curious about Shi Yi.
"Of course, Senior Brother." Tang San responded and then simply told Shi Yi how to operate.
At this moment, Shi Yi was also recalling Tang San's previous actions in his mind, as well as Tang Hao's explanation of the chaotic cloak in the original work. He took the forging hammer from Tang San's hand and weighed it slightly. For him, this hammer was not very heavy.
Watching Shi Yi weighing the hammer, the blacksmiths' eyes were full of surprise. Obviously, Shi Yi's strength was greater than Tang San's.
After adjusting their postures, everyone looked at Shi Yi and found that Shi Yi's posture seemed to be very similar to Tang San's just now.
"Use your calves to exert force, and swing your body like a soft whip. Use inertia to turn around and swing it again..."
This was Shi Yi's own understanding of watching Tang San forging iron just now.
The next second, Shi Yi's body suddenly tensed up, and he imitated Tang San's behavior and dropped the forging hammer in his hand, and the iron hammer hit the iron block firmly.
"Bang!"
"Not bad!"
"Although this kid is not as good as the one just now, he also has some strength."
After trying to hammer a few times, not only the blacksmiths present saw the difference, Shi Yi could clearly feel that the effect of his hammering was not as good as Tang San's, and the accuracy of the hammering was much worse, and even a few hammers almost hit the wrong way.
"Those who have learned martial arts are really different. The coordination and control of the body are much worse, not to mention that Tang San also has the unique skills of the Tang Sect." Shi Yi said secretly in his heart.
At this time, Tang San also comforted him: "It's okay, senior brothers are like this when they first start practicing, and it will be fine after a long time."
Shi San also smiled and said: "That's right, kid, the skill of blacksmithing needs time to hone. Having this strength means that you are suitable for this job. Then, Xiao San, I won't arrange for your senior brother to teach him, you can teach yourself."
Tang San also smiled and nodded.
In this way, Tang San and Shi Yi officially became a member of Shi San's blacksmith shop and began to live a fulfilling life.
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(End of this chapter)