Entering the foundry, Zhu Minglang saw the master craftsman who only wore a soft leather vest even in winter. His skin was like bacon, and his muscles were like a bear. Crashed.
"Master Zhao Long, good morning." Zhu Minglang greeted.
"Little Zhu, you came so early today. Alas, you are a good apprentice, with heart and perseverance, unlike those lazy dogs I brought. God knows how long they will have to hang around here before they can graduate." Zhao Long While holding a needle and thread, he sewed the broken armor together.
To be honest, every time Zhu Minglang thinks that Master Zhao Long should go to the casting workshop next door. Forging iron, casting hammers, and sharpening knives are in line with his personal image. Small needlework, and the craftsmanship is particularly good.
"Master Zhao, I said that I have family skills, but I'm not an apprentice. Later, I'll show you a armor robe I made a few days ago. It's called Weifeng!" Zhu Minglang said.
"Hahaha, I believe in you, of course I believe in you, the technique is different from others, but unfortunately we can't learn it, otherwise you can teach us these casters who only know how to follow the steps... By the way, two days ago, someone sent me Here comes something heavy, very precious, and it is for you." Zhao Long said.
"Really, then I have something to do, so I won't chat with you for now!"
"Okay, okay... Strange, my scissors, and which stupid apprentice didn't put away the tools after using them, alas, come on..." Zhao Long said, opened his mouth, and bit his good teeth there The weaving thread that was pulled out snapped the extremely flexible thread.
Zhu Minglang smiled and shook his head.
Just now, she showed a professional atmosphere, just because of this line-biting behavior, it completely dissipated!
If someone sent something to the foundry, it was basically a gift from Zheng Yu to himself.
Blue Silver Mine!
This kind of ore is not common, and it is not particularly rare. If you collect it carefully, you can indeed receive a lot. But Zhu Minglang has learned that in the casting art of Zulong City State, this green silver ore is not used as a material.
On the contrary, blue silver appears in some hairpins, earrings, and gauze chains, purely for aesthetic decoration.
Zhu Minglang needs green silver, because this kind of green silver has some attributes attached to it. If the energy contained in them can be stimulated, it can be directly transformed into the dragon pet.
Dragon armor!
With the materials, money and silver, coupled with my unremitting practice a while ago, I can formally forge this heavy dragon armor!
"Master Zhao, I want an independent casting room, and I will put the money here." Zhu Minglang said to Zhao Long.
"What kind of money is there for you? Go ahead and use it. No one will bother you." Zhao Long said.
"Then thank you, Master Zhao."
Casting dragon armor is a hidden thing. Zhu Minglang doesn't want others to know. It can be seen that there are very few people who have this craft in Zulong city-state, and even few other city-states.
For the sake of some unnecessary troubles, it is better for Zhu Minglang to keep a low profile.
When one end is buried in the cast armor, the time will pass surprisingly quickly, and it is often dark to enter the independent casting room to refine a few pieces of green silver in key parts, and come out for a meal.
But delving into it is also a kind of fun in itself.
Looking for ingredients, taming dragons and pets, and refining armor, it has not been as fulfilling as it is now for a long time, and I feel that there is not enough time every day.
Of course, no matter how busy he is, Zhu Minglang still remembers to visit the little dragon cub, which is his third covenant dragon. Zhu Minglang hopes that it can recover soon.
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Snow, falling white on the silver-gray city-state of Zulong, the towering state walls, the tips of the towers, first touched these holy winter elves.
The first snow is like white butterflies, dancing softly, and only a diligent little man like Zhu Minglang can perfectly witness their appearance before the dawn of the Zulong City-State. They all melted in the bright sunshine, and the huge city was a holy and solemn silvery white!
The process of armor had been cleared up not long ago, and Zhu Minglang stepped on the snow and entered the foundry at that time.
In every environment, there will always be a figure who is more diligent than yourself. He came earlier, and when you are still encouraging yourself to continue working hard today, he has already entered a state of full concentration.
This person is Master Zhao Long.
Zhu Minglang tried to arrive a few minutes earlier several times, wanting to see if Master Zhao Long was sleeping here, but unfortunately he still failed to crack the secret that Master Zhao Long was always the earliest.
"Master Zhao, good morning." Zhu Minglang said hello.
"Xiaozhu... Ah, Xiaozhu!" Suddenly, Master Zhao Long gave a weird cry, put down the work at hand, and stared at Zhu Minglang.
"What's wrong?" Zhu Minglang was at a loss.
Didn't I just go to class yesterday and didn't come
As for the look of being separated from him for many years?
"Look quickly, look at the sticker on the door, is that person really you?" Master Zhao Long dragged Zhu Minglang to the street, and hurriedly said.
Zhu Minglang took a step, and found that there was really a portrait pasted in front of the store. The material of the paper was very similar to the reward offered for the arrest of Jiang Yang's robbers!
What's the situation, did you do something outrageous
But the person in the painting is indeed exactly the same as himself!
Are you really wanted?
What reason!
"Yesterday, rumors went viral. It was said that this person was the homeless man who was in prison with the Valkyrie back then. I heard that this person was originally a silkworm farmer in Sang Town. He was poor, humble, and came from a poor and humble background. No, I lost my money and became a beggar in Yongcheng. It was a coincidence that I entered the dungeon and had an unbearable incident with the Valkyrie who was imprisoned in the depths of the dungeon." Zhao Long lowered his body and lowered his body. Said to Zhu Minglang with a voice.
"ha?"
Zhu Minglang looked like he wanted to die.
He wanted to correct, but soon realized that if he corrected, it would be tantamount to admitting.
"You look too much like that homeless man. I advise you to wear a mask recently. It happens that there are many people suffering from wind and cold in winter. Keeping the habit of wearing a mask is also for the sake of health." Zhao Long said to Zhu Minglang very seriously.
"It's not a topic of resemblance, how could there be such rumors all of a sudden?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Who knows, everyone is talking about it overnight, and this portrait of you is posted all over the city. People in several nearby shops say that it looks like you, let alone our own shop. As for the person, craftsmen big and small think it is you!" Zhao Long said.
"Okay, I just happen to be locked in the casting room recently." Zhu Minglang nodded.
I remember that when she was separated from Li Yunzi, she reminded herself that her enemies were likely to make a fuss about her.
It seems that those people have made a move.
Of course, it is also very likely that it is Luo Xiao's revenge. After being expelled and wanted as a traitor, he no longer dared to blatantly move freely in Zulong City-State, and could only use such indiscriminate methods to disgust himself.
"You, you, without other people's lives, carrying other people's crimes, it is really impossible to go to some old doctors to find a way to change your appearance." Zhao Long said with a very concerned look.
"..." Zhu Minglang didn't know how to answer for a while.
Some things will come after all, and Zhu Minglang is actually mentally prepared.
It is impossible to change the appearance, and it is time for this Zulong city-state to be quiet. He is tired of hearing that the man of the Valkyrie is a tramp or a lowly beggar!
He wishes Minglang to shine brightly in this Ancestral Dragon City-State!
Upright.
This is Zhu Minglang's response now.
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Sure enough, at night, his name had already spread among the people.
When Zhu Minglang walked out of the casting room tiredly, the master master Zhao Long and several other apprentices stood outside, staring at him with strange eyes.
The old master Zhao Long had an unbelievable expression on his face. He thought that the painting was just like Zhu Minglang, but since the name came out, it must be right!
As for those young apprentices.
In fact, when they drank privately, they often discussed about the Valkyrie. The story of the high-ranking female monarch and the little beggar has been unknowingly many versions in the folks. It has long occupied the best-selling small forbidden book version, and Zhu Minglang has been described as countless. Appearance, short, ugly, fat and thin...
"Little Zhu, you can't really be that... that homeless man who was in Yongcheng back then." After all, the master couldn't help but asked.
Zhu Minglang knew that there was no point in explaining.
It's just that those who spread rumors are really disgusting, saying that they are too lazy to work, and they can't keep silkworms and become beggars. They are obviously robbed!
Of course, Zhu Minglang also realized that since the rumors mentioned his identity as a silkworm farmer in Sang Town in detail, it showed that Luo Xiao must be a part of the spread of the news.
Luo Xiao didn't want to let himself live a peaceful life in this Zulong city-state. With this unbearable and extremely envied identity, it would be really difficult to survive without the ability to protect himself.
"Zhu Minglang, have you really slept with a Valkyrie?" Apprentice Zhou Xin asked in a strange tone.