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Chapter 14
Seeing that Yan Nu was proficient, Uncle Hong also began to forge iron wholeheartedly.

They sweated profusely and fought until it was getting late.

Counting from eating in the morning, it has been five hours. Of course, Yan Nu came halfway, so he only played for four hours.

Just like this, 52 jin of steelmaking was also produced!Because Yan Nu became more and more proficient in the back, his speed increased again.

On the other hand, he performed abnormally, and he didn't gain [-] catties in a day.

"Okay, okay, let's take a rest." Uncle Hong knew that it was time for dinner when the steward came to check the acceptance.

The servants in the castle had two meals a day, one in the morning and one in the evening.After a day of heavy physical work, everyone is so hungry that they are dizzy now.

"Can it be done?" Yan Nu put down the hammer, but saw that his palm was bloody.

"Maybe it's okay...hey, your hand!" Uncle Hong noticed Yan Nu's injury, and immediately realized that it was caused by the back-shock friction of the hammer handle.

In fact, this is a very normal situation. Uncle Hong's hands are full of calluses, and he has already gotten used to it, so he is fine.

Yan Nu is young, and the power of each hammer blow is very powerful, so the counter-shock force is even greater.

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!" Yan Nu said honestly.

Not only were his palms injured, but his arms and even his lumbar muscles were severely strained, his shoulders were also numb, sore and tingling, and he felt everything.

After all, zhenqi is zhenqi, and strength is strength.

The strength of his muscles and bones was insufficient, and he only relied on the outburst of true energy to make the hammer hit harder, which made him sprain his own muscles.

He didn't know how to protect himself with zhenqi, every swing of the hammer was a real torture to his muscles and bones, after four hours, the load was too heavy!

Uncle Hong checked and found that the injury was extremely serious. Knowing his condition, he blamed him: "You hurt your muscles and bones, why didn't you stop early?"

"Uncle Hong, you said that we need to complete the ration and ask the steward to tell me about A Weng." Yan Nu grinned.

Uncle Hong hated himself for being too talkative again. He had watched the child grow from a few years old to the present, and he was really brain-dead.

He just said that, in fact, even if the ration is completed, the manager will at most happily reward them with a good meal, and there may not be any questions and answers.

"Oh, wait for uncle to ask for you."

A large group of craftsmen gathered in front of their respective furnaces to arrange the finished products.

The steward was accompanied by a few townsmen, and they passed by one by one. When they came to Uncle Hong's stove, they were shocked!There are more than 70 catties?
"Well, your surname is Hong, you used to be lazy, right?"

Uncle Hong hurriedly said: "No, no, today is an extraordinary performance..."

"I'll increase your dose tomorrow!" The steward walked past with a snort.

Uncle Hong was a little helpless, after all, he still didn't say that Yan Nu was really angry.

He knew that Yan Nu was an upright child, if he said he had never learned martial arts, he must have never learned it.

In this way, the true energy in this body is very strange, maybe... is it some kind of panacea that he secretly picked up in the pharmacy in the martial arts field back then?

If so, it would be a disaster.

At the beginning, he was beaten to death when he was found to have taken the medicine to treat the disease. If the nobleman knew that there was some panacea missing, wouldn't he want to take Yan Nu's skin off?

"Are you really good, 290 two catties..."

"But the owner of the castle told me that it was three hundred catties a day, and you didn't have enough! Do you still want to eat?"

The steward began to give a routine lecture, everyone was so surprised at first, and then hurriedly said: "Think about it, please treat the steward to a meal."

"Steward, please show mercy."

"I don't want to starve to death."

"Please, I must complete the ration tomorrow!"

Many craftsmen showed their magical powers and begged with tears.

Only then did the manager reluctantly say: "Forget it, it's a lot more than last time, and you really put your heart into it. I'll go and explain to the castle master first, and beg him to give you another chance."

Everyone knew that he was putting on airs, but they could only send all the compliments.

But at this moment, Yan Nu suddenly shouted: "That's enough! This is three hundred and two catties!"

"Huh?" The steward frowned.

Others looked over in a panic, who is it?Who is so upright?

Is it okay to have food?What does it matter if they are enough or not?No matter how much you practice, not a single catty is theirs.

"Yan Nuer!" The steward glared: "What do you know! If I say it's not enough, it's not enough!"

Uncle Hong didn't expect Yannu to run over specially, and took advantage of the opportunity of the steward to reprimand him, repeating it.

He quickly said: "Yan Nu'er is a fool, a fool, everyone knows that, don't be as knowledgeable as he is in charge."

"Ah... yes, yes..." Everyone chimed in.

The steward raised his head and said: "Yan Nuer, I told you that if you don't get three hundred catties after the inspection, you don't even want to eat. I will do what I say! Just go hungry today!"

"And you guys, I'm going to check and accept 350 catties tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves and walked away. The weight of the inspection and acceptance all depended on what he said casually.

Yan Nu muttered: "Obviously enough to count..."

Uncle Hong hurriedly grabbed him: "Don't talk, go back to your room and sleep, be careful of being whipped again, Jiang Weng is not here, you just listen to me!"

Seeing that he mentioned Ah Weng, Yan Nu had no choice but to give up, but he was so indignant that he went back to the furnace room, picked up the heavy hammer, and started hammering again!
"What are you doing?"

"Tomorrow's number is 350 catties, I will start to count now, and I will be able to count!" Yan Nu firmly said.

Uncle Hong was dumbfounded: "You...you are so stupid!"

"No matter how much steel you smelt, what does it matter to us? As long as it's not less than two hundred catties, everyone can have food. You don't care what he says!"

Yan Nu asked back: "Uncle Hong, didn't you say...the number is enough, can the steward tell me about A Weng?"

"I..." Uncle Hong was at a loss for words, and then sighed: "Uncle is wrong, uncle is talking too much, Yan Nu... No matter how many you beat, if the steward says it's not enough, it's not enough!"

Yan Nu blinked, and then Dangdang fought desperately: "What if it happens? I want to try."

Uncle Hong was helpless, knowing that it was useless to say anything, so he could only leave to eat.

As night fell, there were rows of blacksmith shops, and only Yan Nu was making the sound of blacksmithing.

In addition to forging, he not only needs to burn the furnace, but also quenches and tempers, and he completes all the processes by himself.

However, soon Yannu could no longer swing the hammer. He had hammered the iron for four hours during the day, and he felt that his body was dry, and the so-called true energy seemed to be exhausted.

However, he still swung the hammer forcibly, hitting bit by bit, with extremely low efficiency.

When Uncle Hong came back and saw him like this, he couldn't help sighing: "Don't hit him, you'll hurt yourself if you hit him again."

"Uncle secretly brought out a few steamed cakes, eat them and go to sleep."

"Thank you, Uncle." Yan Nu couldn't move anymore, so he had to stop and eat the cake.

After eating, he felt a refreshing feeling of fullness, and he was full of energy in an instant. He has been like this since he was a child, eating steamed cakes and grass, and he digested them very quickly.

But what was different from before was that he also noticed that the true energy in his body had returned...

Yan Nu suddenly realized that it was also the first time for him to use zhenqi, and just now he was still worried about what to do when he ran out of zhenqi, only then did he realize that it turns out that he can recover after eating a full stomach.

There is also a lot of hay in my room, and I will eat it in a while!
"Uncle Hong, next time if I don't have anything to eat, don't steal pancakes for me."

The servants who do heavy manual work are still full, and the food distributed is absolutely enough, otherwise they can't do heavy work.The only requirement is to eat at a fixed place and not to carry it with you.

Once found, it will be a hundred lashes, and the weak may be beaten to death.

Uncle Hong said indifferently: "It's okay, I'll steal some, they won't be able to find out."

"Who told you to call me uncle? Well, if my son hadn't starved to death, he would be as old as you."

After all, he was a little embarrassed.

In this chaotic world, wars, famines, droughts, diseases... one crop after another.

Rebels, bandits, barbarians, monsters, demons... wave after wave.

He fled all the way from Jizhou, and the whole family left him alone, how could he not be sad!And most of the poor people in the castle are like this!
Uncle Hong wiped away his tears, and suddenly sighed: "Yan Nuer, do you want to hear something from your heart about your uncle?"

"Think!" Yan Nu nodded desperately.

Uncle Hong said bitterly: "Jiang Weng, as well as many old people in Chashan Fort, were all thrown out as outcasts... The barbarian soldiers came to Qingzhou, and they came fiercely. Governor Gouxi ordered all the powerful clans to join forces to fight against them."

"However, all the powerful families are perfunctory and perfunctory. Especially our Zhang family, who has been breached in Wubao and has a bloody feud with the governor, how can he help? He even hopes that Hu Man can kill the governor! Weak...Maybe it's a trick for the governor, and it can also clean up all the old people they think are useless."

"The governor must have understood these intentions. He must send the old and weak soldiers to death first, so as to prevent their morale from being coaxed to flee in the subsequent battle."

"The Zhang family... didn't want Jiang Weng and the others to come back at all."

Yan Nu said firmly: "Ah Weng will definitely come back!"

Uncle Hong hesitated to speak, but when he saw that the child was still naively hopeful, he sighed: "If...if there is news from the front, I just hope you calm down...don't think about it. revenge."

"Good boy, you are as hot as a fire, and when you were 12 years old, you were brave enough to take medicine. I knew you were not afraid of anything..."

"But those noble people have countless servants under their command, and the castle master is even more outstanding in martial arts. What do you use to fight them?"

Yan Nu asked as if listening carefully, "What are you taking?"

"Take... Hey, it means that you have nothing to fight with others!"

Uncle Hong was a little funny: "Let's not talk about the hundreds of heroes in the fort. Although you are a little angry, all the masters in the fort have pure skills for several years. The castle owner and the three instructors are even top-notch masters." , how can you fight!"

Yan Nu looked excited: "How can I fight?"

"I..." Uncle Hong sighed, "I'll ask you again, have you really never learned martial arts?"

Yan Nu shook his head.

"Then when I told you that there was medicine in the martial arts room, did you ever take it yourself?"

Yan Nu continued to shake his head.

"I'm puzzled by this. Where did you get the real anger from this child! Isn't it true that you are born with real anger?"

Yan Nu looked bewildered.

"He was born with true energy, which is unheard of, so it's unlikely. So it should be that Yan Nu had some adventures when he was a child. I'm afraid I have to ask Jiang Shouyi about it... Then I can't ask." Uncle Hong thought to himself.

Ever since he knew Yan Nu, he had never seen Yan Nu use his true energy, nor did he practice kung fu.

Even the most superficial luck of breathing adjustment was taught by him today.

That is to say, Yan Nu has always been ignorant of the true qi inside him, if he hadn't learned breath adjustment today and it worked out, I'm afraid this child would have been buried forever.

"Sigh, Uncle Hong's kung fu is too rough. It's just the blacksmithing kung fu handed down in his family. It can't be compared with those real martial arts that refine and transform energy. I can't teach you..."

"It's best for you to learn from the masters in the castle, um... let uncle think about it... Yan Nuer, you should go back first."

Uncle Hong wanted to be good for Yannu, but Yannu's situation was special, and he was afraid of the treacherous hearts of the warriors in the castle, so he didn't dare to make a rash decision.

Yan Nu didn't have such complicated thoughts, and his mind was full of thinking about hitting 350 catties of steel.

But if he wanted to make steel, he had to have true qi, and if he wanted to recover his true qi, he had to eat, and if he wanted to eat, he had to go back and get all the hay collected in the bed.

"Uncle Hong rested early, Yan Nu went back first." He left obediently.

Uncle Hong was very relieved, he only thought that this convinced Yan Nu to give up blacksmithing, how could he know that he just went back to fetch grass?Immediately, I happily walked back to my house.

Yan Nu and he did not live in the same place, after all, they did not belong to craftsmen and only came to help occasionally, but lived in the residential area of ​​the lowest handymen.

It was dark and humid there, and dozens of people slept in a thatched hut.

The handymen either didn't come back, or fell asleep when they came back, and they were numb and didn't communicate with each other.

Yan Nu dug out two large bales of hay from under his mattress, stuffed a handful into his mouth, and took it back to the blacksmith's shop.

This is silage sheep grass, sheep love to eat, and he also loves to eat.Others like straw and wheat straw will not work.

"Oh!" Yan Nu was in the blacksmith's shop, eating grass, chewed it casually, and swallowed it.

After working for more than a catty, I ordered another bowl of cold water to drink. I just felt comfortable and full of energy.

He was full of energy, and he started to hit the iron block when it was hot: a hammer!Two hammers!Three Hammers...

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Breath adjustment combined with the force of swinging the hammer, the true energy in the body is surging and turbulent!
He didn't stop for a moment, after quenching and tempering, he continued to beat, so repeatedly, the sledgehammer rotated endlessly.

Sweating profusely and focusing his will, he forged steel ingots one after another.

Drink when you are thirsty, and eat when you are hungry. With the supplement of hay, you will be full of vitality.

Yan Nu became more and more proficient, and his true energy was used faster and faster, and the dry grass quickly bottomed out.

But it's okay, when the true energy is exhausted again, just pick up a little, this kind of grass grows everywhere!
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　PS: sorry.I wrote about the work yesterday and said that I would not change the theme, I would rather not write it.Today I blocked Chapter 5 because I wrote Chiren.If I don’t make it difficult to post later, it’s finally resolved, the title has been changed, it’s more obscure and cruel.

　　
　
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