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Xu Jin's expression was too excited, like an unlucky man who was cuckolded by his wife, his eyes were shining red.

His hand was tightly gripping Ning Fei's arm, and his iron-like fingers pinched the young man's body so painfully, but he couldn't speak because of the violent biochemical attack.

"Let it go... let it go! You hurt brother Juzi!"

In the end, it was Clay who was tenacious, desperate for his life not to bite the hand holding the stinky sock, which brought Xu Jin back to his senses.

When he saw the bruise on Xiao Juzi's arm, he was shocked, his knees gave way, and he fell to his knees.

"Ju...Juzi forgive me, Xu Jin was rude!"

Halfway through the speech, he felt something was wrong again, so he quickly changed his words.

"No, no, no, Juzi, you don't have to forgive your sins, you can just punish me. I, Xu Jin, offended Juzi by being obsessed with ghosts, and I won't regret it even if I die a hundred times!"

Ning Fei blinked her burning eyes, and waved her hand to signal him to carry the stinky socks farther away.

Xu Jin understood, and immediately knelt back a few steps, leaving enough room for the young Juzi to breathe, and continued to bow his head to wait for the punishment.

Ning Fei gasped for several breaths, feeling his sense of smell had returned, then rubbed his wrist and asked.

"You don't need to be so excited, I have nothing serious, you can stand up and talk."

Xu Jin didn't move, as if he had made up his mind to kneel on this mountain forever.

In his cognition, if a disciple of Mozong commits the crime below, it is an unforgivable crime, and he will be expelled from the sect and released from the sect!

Although he was so excited because he heard the secret method of frying steel, this is not the reason for him to offend Juzi. Impulsive people have to bear the consequences themselves. Xu Jin is not going to make any excuses. If Juzi doesn't forgive him, then he will Pack up your things and leave, absolutely not embarrassing the master and the blacksmith workshop.

But he didn't go far, he found a village near Shituoling to live in, and if Shimen needed to work, he would help out without any payment, and he would also go to prospecting and digging coal, and he would use the rest of his life to atone for his sins.

In Xu Jin's life, he lived like a human being only with Mo Zong.

Xu Jin wasn't called Xu Jin before, he didn't have a surname, and everyone called him Ergouzi.He doesn't know who his parents are. He has been begging for life with an old beggar since he was sensible. The old beggar taught him how to steal money. When he is good, he can have a warm meal. something.

Later, the old beggar offended a big family in the city, was beaten up and thrown into a mass grave.Er Gouzi buried him at night, and there were many people who knew him in the city, so he didn't dare to go back, so he went to the border town with the fleeing people.

The days passed in such a muddled way, Er Gouzi was hungry and full, and was beaten by the bitter master from time to time because he failed to steal, until he stole from his master.

Looking back now, Zongmen has been very poor since his time.The money that the master who goes out to work for others is not enough for the young master in the city to go to Liuzhi Alley to make a fortune!

He was beaten up by the master, and then asked if he wanted to learn to blacksmith.

He has seen the blacksmith shop in the city, and he is tired, but he can support himself after studying as a teacher, and he will never have to live on the streets for the rest of his life.

Is there such a good thing?

Ergouzi actually didn't believe it in his heart.

Those artisans in the city, even if they accept an apprentice, they have to pay a lot of filial piety. After entering the door, they have to serve the master's old snacks and drink Lazard, and work hard for the artisans.After ten or eight years of hard work like this, the master also taught some odd jobs, which were simply coolies for no money.

He is a little thief wandering on the street, will someone take him without paying?

Although he thought so in his heart, Er Gouzi agreed without hesitation.

Even if he was cheated, he would be sold boiled salt, it couldn't be worse.If this person hadn't lied to him, then he would be a fool in this life and have hope!

Until many years later, Er Gouzi, who has changed his name to Xu Jin, is still grateful for his original decision.

He entered Mozong and passed the test of his master, and the knowledge that had been tightly sealed by others opened the door to him without reservation.

Although he is still poor, he is so poor that he is frank and open, and his heart is bright.He never knew that the world was so vast, and many truths that he could not understand all his life could be found in the Zongmen Library.When he burned the hammer independently for the first time, Xu Jin cried all night hugging it.

In the end, he gave the hammer to his wife as a token of love, and it will also be a family heirloom of their old Xu family.

Thinking of this, Xu Jin wiped his eyes with pantothenic acid.

In this world, the common people have never been given too many opportunities. Mozong is the only free world.The master has the kindness of rebirth to him, even if he is not worthy to call himself a disciple of the Mo sect in the future, he will still belong to the sect all his life.

He had already thought about it, it didn't matter how Juzi wanted to be punished, as long as his mother-in-law and two sons could stay, then Xu Jin could die with a smile on his face!

"I said Uncle Xu..."

Ning Juzi greeted the sad bald uncle, but got no response.

No, he didn't say anything too much. Why is this guy about to go to the execution ground? What is going on in the minds of Mozong people! ?

He pointed to Xu Jin and lowered his head to ask the child.

"What's up with him?"

The child looked wary.

"Maybe it's because we can't give us medicine, and we want to sell it badly."

San Leizi at the west end of his village gambled every day, and his mother-in-law drugged him in an affair. As a result, San Leizi survived, and San Leizi's wife knelt at the door of the patriarch's head and cried, accusing him of all kinds of bad things.

Hmph, that posture is similar to the one in front of me!

He felt that he would never forget the action of peeling off the stocking tube, and it was impossible to guard against killing people inadvertently.His father once said that there is a kind of snow-white big cat on the Nanshi Snowfield, which specially follows the prey, and if it relaxes a little, its throat will be bitten off, just like this bald man!

"What poison!"

Ning Fei knocked him a chestnut.

"Uncle Xu, that smells like feet."

He pointed to Xu Jin's shoes.

"Did you see that because he works in the blacksmith workshop, he has to wear this kind of airtight shoes every day. The weather is not too cold now, and the blacksmith workshop is very hot. It is normal for his feet to sweat."

"There are a lot of microorganisms in the shoes, and sweat will create a suitable environment for their growth. If they are not cleaned and disinfected in time, people's feet will be infected, and symptoms such as itching, peeling blisters and pus will appear, which is very painful."

Oh.

The child seems to understand but not understand.

But he understood one thing, this uncle doesn't like to be clean, he doesn't wash his feet or socks.

He kind of despises Seo Jin now.

Although he didn't take a bath for many days before, it was because the water in Yangjiaowa was salty and astringent, and he felt uncomfortable after washing.

When he lived in the village with his mother, he was a very clean kid who washed his face and feet every day.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw his little brother Jizi walking towards the uncle who didn't like cleanliness. Clay immediately followed, staring at the uncle's bald head vigilantly, for fear that he would violently hurt others again.

Ning Fei didn't think too much about it.

The last time Liu Tie knelt and he didn't pull it, and Xu Jin probably wouldn't have any results this time, so he simply saved a little effort and went straight to the point with Xu Jin:

"Uncle Xu, get up."

"Or do you think my words are of little weight, and you can stop listening if you don't want to?"

As soon as these words came out, Xu Jin immediately jumped up from the ground with a look of panic.

"Juzi forgive me! Xu Jin didn't refuse to listen, but I just..."

"It's not worth it."

Ning Fei doesn't like to listen to his set of death-defying words.

His body is a bit delicate, and it is easy to leave marks with a little effort.Although the marks on his wrist looked scary, they would fade away quickly, and he didn't feel any pain at all.

"Tell me first, why were you so excited before? Did I say something wrong?"

Xu Jin blushed, and said with a slightly awkward expression.

"Jizi didn't say anything wrong, I heard something amazing, and when my brain got hot, I..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice, as if he had done something bad.

Ning Fei's curiosity was aroused, and he hurriedly asked:

"What did I say?"

"Just...just the method of frying steel."

Xu Jin answered in a low voice.

"What happened to the method of frying steel?"

Ning Fei was a little confused.

He is not a metallurgist, but he also has a general understanding of the history of the development of iron smelting in ancient times.

The method of frying steel and hundred-smelting steel have coexisted for a long time. Since Mo Zong's blacksmith workshop can produce one-hundred-smelting steel, he should have mastered the method of frying steel.

Hearing what he said, Xu Jin's expression turned solemn.

This bald, middle-aged uncle, once he talked about blacksmithing, was like a completely different person. He was worthy of being the master of the blacksmith's generation.

"Fried steel is the secret of Longquan Jianfang. The Xue family relies on Longquan Jianfang to control the world's fine steel. It is said that even if the imperial court wants fine steel swords, the emperor must marry the daughter of Xue's family to do so. My family After many years of painstaking research and development, although the steelmaking process is barely produced, the forging process consumes too much manpower and material resources, and it cannot be mass-produced at all.”

"Master and I have also deduced the method of frying steel, but after several experiments, we couldn't find the way. There are countless workshops in the world who want to spy on the secret method like us. Steel fried steel, the word "fried" is difficult for too many craftsmen, no one can say it so clearly like Juzi."

Indeed, Xu Jin's excitement was not without reason.

If Ning Fei just said the word "fried steel", then he would only admire Juzi's erudition. After all, for a young man who has been stupid for ten years, it is not right to understand the most popular smelting techniques as soon as he wakes up. The average person can do it.

However, his family Jizi directly stated the method of "steel frying".

At that moment, Xu Jin seemed to be struck by lightning, his whole body was in a daze, and Ning Fei's voice was constantly playing in his head.

"It's like pouring ore powder into it when you fry steel, and the impurities inside will react with oxygen at high temperature and become another substance, reducing the carbon content to the composition range of steel..."

He didn't know if what Jizi said was the real method of frying steel, but it was a new way that they had never thought of before!

It's like... Just like that year, when he stepped into Mo Zong's library for the first time, facing the countless stacked bamboo slips, although he couldn't understand them at all, he felt suddenly enlightened!

The door to the new world has opened again!