"Dingdang~"

With a few crisp sounds, a piece of black iron rod was still on the ground at will.

Looking at the messy iron rods on the ground, Shang Yintie, the ambassador of the Military Weapons with purple and black skin, looked helpless.

"No, although this steel has been forged many times and its hardness is enough, it is not that tough!"

"We have tried forty-nine times, but in the end it still turned out to be like this? Where did the error appear?"

"No, if you look for an opportunity, you must take back a piece of the steel bars in the glass greenhouse..."

Thinking of it, Shang Yintie's mind unfreely emerged. In the glass greenhouse in the south of the city, those silver-white steel that were inserted into the ground randomly to build the glass greenhouse.

Although the glass greenhouse looks very beautiful, it still doesn't deserve such beautiful steel.

Just thinking about it, Shang Yintie felt heartbroken.

It's a waste of my family ~

"Sir, Sir..."

Shang Yintie, who was very sad inside, was about to start catching those beautiful steel in his mind. Suddenly, a panic scream came in from outside.

He couldn't help but frown.

"What happened?"

"Sir, Lord Shangshu is here!"

"who?"

"Sir Shangshu, Old General Shan!"

A deputy envoy of the Military Weapons Bureau, Lord Shi, shouted with a flushed face.

"Sir Shan? Where is it?"

Shang Yintie looked surprised, then he was ecstatic and asked while walking quickly towards the door.

"Does Lord Shang carry steel on his hands? Is it silver-bright steel as thick as a finger?"

"This...it seems that the guard at the door did not say anything about this..."

Before Lord Shi could speak, he found that the snow-white ambassador in his home had walked a long distance and could only see a figure on his back.

"Secretary of the Lord Shangshu, and I have met you all!"

The first time Shang Yintie was a little bit angry about why the Military Weapon Bureau was built so big? When he arrived at the front hall panting, Shan Anren had already sat on the side seat and drank the bitter tea from the Military Weapon Bureau!

Shang Yintien's eyes shrank and he quickly knelt down and bowed.

"I don't know if the master has arrived, and the subordinate officials have misunderstood. Please forgive me."

"Okay, Lord Shang gets up!"

Shan Anren said lightly.

"Thank you, Lord Shangshu!"

After Shang Yintie stood up, he lowered his head and took a look around, but he didn't notice the steel he was thinking about day and night.

And the noble young man on the master's seat and the little Taoist priest on the side did not recognize him!

The more you look at Shang Yintie, the more you become, the more you are surprised and suspicious, and you really can't figure out which young noble man in the world can make Lord Shangshu willing to condescend!

Unless it is the one in the palace...

Thinking of this, Shang Yintie couldn't help but tighten his pupils, lowered his head tightly, and did not dare to move around!

Shan Anren didn't know that Shang Yintie's heart was fluctuating violently at this moment.

He took a sip of the bitter tea leaves, frowned slightly, and said slowly, "Shang Yintie, have you studied the steel in the glass greenhouse in the south of the city?"

"You have reported to the Lord Shangshu, and the lower officials are ashamed. Although the lower officials and others are constantly studying day and night, there is no progress yet!"

Shang Yintie replied with a embarrassed look on his face, and his face was even more purple and black.

"It's okay!"

As if he felt Shang Yintie's embarrassment, Shan Anren laughed heartily.

"Today, we will invite the master craftsman who forged that kind of steel, Wudang Xiaozhenren!"

"What?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Shang Yintie and the two deputy envoys of the Military Weapon Bureau beside him couldn't help but exclaim.

Then, they all stared at the beautiful little real person opposite Shan Anren.

"Zhengren Zhang sat down with the sixth disciple of Wudang, Zhu Zi'an, have met several adults!"

Zhu Zi'an stood up, bowed slightly, bowed his hands, and gave a smile on his face.

"Our Military Weapon Bureau Ambassador Shang Yintie has met Xiao Zhenren!" "Shi Dayong, deputy military Weapon Bureau Deputy Inspector..."

After seeing the gift, Shang Yintie was still in a dream, and he was confused.

I couldn't believe that I could not only see the prince of the dynasty, but also the old Wudang immortal sitting down disciple, and I couldn't help feeling a little light.

But unexpectedly, Shan Anren continued: "Today, Xiao Zhenren came here to prepare to hand over the secret recipe for forging the steel to you!"

"What..." "How is this possible?..."

Shan Anren's words were like a thunderclap, slashing into the souls of Shang Yinti and others, making Shang Yinti and others look at Shan Anren who was talking intently.

I can't believe that this little real person would hand over the secret recipe for casting that exquisite steel to himself and others.

"Hmph, since I brought Xiao Zhenren here, this matter is naturally true!"

Although he was very satisfied with the dementia of Shang Yintie and others, Shan Anren was still a little unhappy.

I am a minister of the Ministry of Works and a second-rank official. I brought His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Master Wudang here. It's not because you are waiting for dementia.

"Why don't you take me and others to the casting room and let Wudang Xiaozhenren and others forge that kind of exquisite steel?"

“Yes, yes~”

"Several adults, little real people, please..."

As he said that, Shang Yintie hurriedly led Zhu Zi'an and others to the largest forging room in the Military Weapons Bureau.

In the middle, there is a large forging furnace about one meter high, and next to it is a smaller iron stir-frying furnace. Each furnace has two huge blowers on the left and right. The black carbon stone below the forging furnace burns the entire large forging furnace to make it red and hot.

On the side, there were iron rods of various sizes lying in a mess. Zhu Zi'an knew that this forging room was being tossed a lot.

Then, Zhu Zi'an stared at her big eyes and observed with interest. After spending enough curiosity, he spoke.

"Dare you ask, Lord Shang, you connect the iron smelting furnace and the iron smelting furnace on weekdays, then flow the pig iron liquid in the iron smelting furnace into the iron smelting furnace, and then stir it with willow sticks to slowly turn the iron into cooked iron? Finally, there are cooked iron that is much harder than pig iron..."

As Zhu Zi'an said, Shang Yintie and the veteran iron casting craftsmen gradually opened their mouths and looked shocked.

The method Zhu Zi'an said is exactly the same as the best forging method obtained by Shang Yintien's experiments over the past few days.

However, how did this little real person know that after a few days of experimentation, I waited for the talent to appear?

"Xiao Zhenren is indeed a proud disciple of the old immortal Wudang. As Xiao Zhenren said, although we have been constantly experimenting and improving the casting technology, there is still no progress. I wonder what good strategies can Xiao Zhenren have?"

Shang Yintie and the old craftsmen all looked at Zhu Zi'an with anticipation!

Although this improved cast iron technology is much harder than the previous cast iron, it is still far from the steel used in glass greenhouses, whether it is hardness or toughness.

This is the most worrying problem among the masters from Shang Yintie and Forging!
Chapter completed!