Cultivation Industry Era

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When Zheng Changqiu listened to Zhang Hao's words, his face instantly turned black: "Little bastard, the benefits are not learned at all. You see that this thin, bamboo-like guy is really a big appetite, and he can't eat enough to eat."

Mu Mingchen's mouth twitched; but Mu Mingchen turned his head to look at Qian Shaoxian, who gritted his teeth, and hummed: "Qian Daoyou, we are discussing business secrets, would you please avoid it?"

Damn business secrets!

Qian Shaoxian's face was already black, and at this time he barely squeezed a dry smile, and sullenly headed outside.

Zhang Shengde's pleasant voice sounded: "Xiaohao, he didn't look at all. He won't send you Uncle Qian."

"Uncle Qian walks slowly." Zhang Hao hurried to the door and waved away enthusiastically; as a result, Qian Shaoxian's pace was faster.

When Qian Shaoxian left, Jiuyangzong's stewardship season began differently, and his tone was very serious: "Zhang Hao, how much black iron can you produce now? Just like this quality."

"Two thousand tons!" Zhang Hao reiterated this figure again.

"Are you... serious?" Ji Yili didn't believe it, and was even annoyed.

Zhang Hao seriously said: "Season management, such an important thing, I will not make a joke. It is expected that in a month, our output will reach 2,000 tons."

Zhang Hao thought about it: Now, he can produce 30-40 tons per day; when all the furnaces have been transformed, the daily output of 60-70 tons is very easy. In fact, Zhang Hao wanted to say 10,000 tons just now, but he was afraid to scare the other party.

"Small slider!" Zheng Changqiu glared at Zhang Hao. "I can eat up to 500 tons a month!"

"Oh..." Mu Ming Chen sneered, "I said old Zheng, are you really afraid of indigestion? Just your Zheng's family, you must eat 100 tons a month, right?"

Liu Xiankuo of Yunying said: "Yunying, 800 tons per month!"

Jiuyangzong's season is not in a hurry: "We can eat 600 tons!"

Zhu Yuantang of Ninghe County finally spoke, with a firm tone: "700 tons!"

Mei Qianyun said coldly: "Everyone, the temporary total is only 2,000 tons. Will you rethink?"

Zheng Changqiu thought for a while: "Then 480 tons."

"Is the skin tight?" Mei Qianyun raised her eyebrows.

...

The atmosphere suddenly became lively, only a moment of effort, everyone has accepted the new unit of measurement: tons.

Zhang Hao secretly hid, quietly and tentatively, taking the first step towards this world, successfully branding his own footprint.

Everyone was busy, but Zhang Shengde shouted Zhang Hao with a cold face: "You just dealt with it just fine. But is it not appropriate to disclose the technology?"

"Dad, we just want to make the water forging technique public. In this way, we can make the Qian family's plan empty, and also establish our status."

"Status? What do you say?"

"Dad, in the face of the entire market, the strength of our family is ultimately weak. What if we can unite the majority of our colleagues?"

"Unite?" Zhang Shengde's eyes gradually brightened, "may try!"

In a short time, when Zheng Changqiu, Mei Qianyun and others were still arguing, Zhang Shengde interrupted everyone and invited everyone to go to the trading desk together.

When a group of people came to the trading desk, they found it more lively.

Everyone in the Qian family is still unable to rely on the trading desk, and they must insist on their promotion; however, regardless of these, all the talents have begun to push people.

Beside, the guards of the county are yawning.

Zhang Hao looked at the suddenly appearing security forces, frowning a little: "Dad, these guards..."

"As long as you don't kill people. If you lose due to fighting, you will compensate yourself afterwards."

Zhang Hao nodded and took the lead to the trading desk.

Seeing Zhang Hao and others coming, everyone was enthusiastic, and dozens of people rushed to the trading desk, throwing everyone from the Qian family and all their belongings under the stage.

After the tea time, Qian Shaoxian could only stand outside the crowd and looked at Zhang Hao angrily.

Zhang Hao stepped onto the trading desk step by step along the road opened up by everyone.

The trading desk is not high, that is, three feet. But at this time, Zhang Hao stood here, looking down on sentient beings for the first time.

Zhang Hao still didn't speak, so he looked at it quietly, his face a little serious, a little dignified.

Under Zhang Hao's eyes, the noise of everyone's noise gradually disappeared.

Zhang Hao smiled slightly, and the scene was lively:

"The hurry of the Zhang family didn't prepare the craftsman, rough iron, forging tools, etc., and it would trouble everyone.

Also, prepare some spiritual springs. "

"No problem, use ours!"

"Use ours!"

Everyone was very enthusiastic, and soon a dozen craftsmen and five sets of forging tools appeared on the trading desk.

Zhang Hao looked serious: "A group of three, prepare."

The craftsmen were busy with skill. If there is no ground fire, the flame array and spirit stone are used instead. Although it is a bit extravagant, who cares?

The thick iron quickly reddened. As the first hand of the fountain fell on the blazing iron block, as the sledgehammer fell, as the fireworks sparked, everyone opened their mouths.

During the forging process, the density of sparks represents the efficiency of removing impurities.

"Control the number of spirit springs, don't be too much, it will reduce the temperature of the iron. It can't be too little, too little effect is not enough."

"Sprinkling water with pine branches, or reed flowers, grass grass, etc., will be more even."

"The three people took turns and took turns to rest."

"The flame temperature is lower and higher. The iron nuggets should be white."

"Be careful not to allow the iron block to cool, and the forging process cannot be interrupted."

"Okay, keep the state until there are no sparks."

On the black iron trading desk, the sound of forging was clanging; everyone looked at it. Watching the flames, watching the water vapor rolling, watching the sparks splashing...

The craftsmen had taken off their tops, their muscles covered in tumbling billows, their dark skin shining with sweat and flames, and a picture of strength and fire slowly unfolded.

Whether it is a magical tool used by the invigorator during the gas refining period, or a spiritual tool used by the ancestors of Yuanying, most of the materials needed require burning and stolen.

Every drop of the hammer is imprinted with the sweat and wisdom of the craftsman.

It is these ordinary craftsmen who carried it on their shoulders.

Many innocent people who watched the scene of forging iron for the first time were attracted and shocked by the scroll of force and fire. Even if someone understands, spiritual practice and realm are quietly rising.

Afterwards, many people focused their attention on Zhang Hao, and his gratitude was beyond words.

Zhang Hao's first public appearance attracted a lot of attention!

Only the Qian family looked at Zhang Hao's eyes, full of murderous opportunities!

Previously, the Qian family exchanged Zhangjia's forging technology by any means, but it was not very detailed; now, Zhang Hao even made the Zhangjia's forging technology completely public and performed live.

Looking at the splashing sparks and listening to the amazing crowd around him, Qian Shaoxian had a faint feeling: the blacksmith's falling hammer seemed to be pounding on his own heart: every falling hammer made his heart tremble.

The future of the Qian family seems to be under a hammer, a little broken!

"Damn it!" Qian Shaoxian was very angry, "Zhang family, let's wait and see!"

Zhang Hao, who was standing on the trading desk, glanced slowly. When he scanned Qian Shaoxian, there was no pause at all.

In fact, Zhang Hao wanted to keep a low-key and quiet development. But no, the situation does not allow, the Qian family is riding on the neck, so Zhang Hao can only fight back.

Since you can't be low-key, then... crazy.

(In view of too many readers asking, Tianya added: Zhangjia’s open water forging technique was forced to the corner and had no choice. Thank you readers for your comments. By the way, please read carefully before giving comments. Thank you.)

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