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Chapter 30 Yunzhou Iron Supervisor
Not only was Ren Daoyuan full, but he also took a bath and changed into old clothes. He knew that tomorrow would be slave trade day.

The annual slave trade day in Feiluo City is very famous in the entire Yunzhou.Slave transporters swarmed in from all over the world, bringing in loads of slaves, pointing to this day to make a lot of money.

The slave market here is very large. Thousands of slaves, all dressed up, are lined up under the whip of the slave transporter, waiting for the people of Ferro Iron Supervisor to choose.

At daybreak, people from all departments of the iron prison came, one by one with extraordinary momentum, with their entourage guards, entered the slave market, and walked past rows of slaves, with critical eyes, like picking animals.From time to time, someone negotiated the price, and the guards drove the slaves away from the slave market.

The strong man came earlier, but today his luck seems to be not good. People from various mines and coal yards walked past his slave team one by one, and almost never stopped to look seriously. Han felt uneasy, if he could not make any money from this transaction, his life this year would be difficult.

In fact, with his heavenly level of cultivation, although he is only low-rank, no matter which family he goes to be a guest, he can get quite good treatment.But he has a large group of people who rely on him for food, and decades of old friendships make him unable to let go.

The iron supervisor was watching the slaves, and Ren Daoyuan was also watching these people.Through this period of time, eavesdropping on the chatter among the slaves, I finally knew where I was.

The sun was high and the temperature was getting higher and higher. The remaining slaves in the market, who had been standing for a long time, began to feel tired, and they all lacked energy, like wilting leaves, which made the strong man even more anxious.

In the distance, a group of iron guards came, and the strong man asked his subordinates to whip their whips and beat the slaves, hoping that they would look more energetic.

Ren Daoyuan looked up, and the person walking in front was obviously an official, a man in his thirties, with a round belly, a brocade dress and jade belt, and shining gold ornaments in his hands.Behind him, followed closely by a nine-foot-tall man with black skin, huge hands, thick arms and strong legs, and his hands were covered with calluses.

This big black man couldn't tell how old he was, and his hair was slightly gray, so he shouldn't be young.Although it looks extremely strong, in Ren Daoyuan's eyes, it is easy to tell that this person's cultivation level is not high, at most the mid-level human level.In contrast, among the group of guards behind them, there are quite a few masters, and less than half of them are warriors with earth-level cultivation.

"Stop." The one who spoke was not the middle-aged man in brocade clothes who walked in the front, but the jet-black man.Following his voice, the team stopped.

The brocade-clothed man took a look and said, "Master Luo, this team doesn't seem to be very good. There are a small half of women, and their physiques are not good enough." He was right. The slaves transported here have to work hard. They are all extremely strong. Although there are more than 300 people in Ren Daoyuan's team, nearly half of them can only be considered average in physique.

"Master Fang, our weapon supervisor is different from the mine. It doesn't just depend on strength, it depends on spirituality." Luo Zi's voice was very rough, like beating a drum.

"Oh? How do you say that?" Obviously, Mr. Fang is a newcomer, and he doesn't know much about the operation of the weapons department.

"Master Fang, the iron mines, coal mines, iron smelting, and clearing and transportation supervisors all rely on deadly strength. Whoever has the most strength can do more work. But our weapons supervisor is completely different. We rely on craftsmanship to make a living. No matter how powerful you are, if you hit a piece of iron lump, you will not only fail to complete the task, but you will also be scolded by your superiors. Therefore, you need people with good physique and spirituality, especially spirituality, which is the most important thing. " Master Luo explained.

Mr. Fang nodded. He is just the chief of the weapon supervisor, who is responsible for commanding and dispatching manpower. He is really a layman on how to operate the weapon supervisor, so he came to pick slaves today and specially brought Luo Zi, the master craftsman of the weapon supervisor, with him.

"How to distinguish spirituality?" Mr. Fang's name is Fang Zu. He worked up and down for a long time before he was transferred to Feiluo Iron Prison. Naturally, he didn't want to do too badly.For the slaves, the Iron Prison of Feiluo City was hell, for the craftsmen, it was work, and for the officials of the Baida Empire, it was a fat vacancy that couldn't be fatter.

There are many benefits to being an iron supervisor. Not only is there a lot of money, you can do some small tricks to make money, but here the sky is high and the emperor is far away.

"It's easy. Look at it first. You need to have a well-proportioned body, and then look at your eyes. Look at this kid. He's not very old, and his body doesn't seem too strong, but his eyes are flexible. It's obvious that he has been a slave for a long time. It’s not fast, but it’s a good job.” Luo Zi casually pointed at Ren Daoyuan.

I have to say that the master craftsmen of the Iron Supervisor have been here for a long time and have seen many slaves. Their eyes are extremely critical, and most of them can be seen at a glance.

"Besides watching?" Fang Zu became interested. It seems that there are quite a lot of ways in the iron prison.

"Secondly, we have to try. The villain also brought the means for this test." After talking, looking back, several small workers lifted up a heavy iron felt, on which were placed two hammers, one large and one small.The small hammer is called the Carpenter's Hammer. It weighs ten catties and can be lifted with one hand. The big one weighs 48 catties and requires both hands to swing it with full strength.

"Boy, come here." Luo Zi pointed to Ren Daoyuan and said, Ren Daoyuan came out very obediently, and walked to the iron felt. He knew that in the hands of slave transporters, his chance of escaping was extremely small, so he had to wait until he entered the iron prison. After that, look for another opportunity.

Luo Zi picked up the small hammer, tapped it in the dust on the edge of the iron felt, pointed at the big hammer, and said nothing.Ren Daoyuan naturally understood what he meant, and walked over to pick up the sledgehammer. The guards around him immediately became vigilant. You must know that this sledgehammer weighs 48 catties, which is already considered a weapon.

Ren Daoyuan naturally wouldn't make a move at this time, there are not a few earth-level guards around, and even the leader of the slave transporter, that strong man of the sky rank is in charge, with his cultivation base, even if he holds a horizontal knife in his hand, he is looking for death .

Holding the heavy hammer, stretch out the hammer head and tap it in the ash powder, so that the hammer head is covered with white ash, hold the hammer with both hands, and wait aside.

Master Luo was very satisfied, turned his head and said to Fang Zu: "Master Fang, you can see that this kid is clever. I just made a sample, and he understood what it meant. Picking up a sledgehammer can only show that he is not strong enough. Poor, people are not fools, and being able to stick ashes with the hammer head is a sign of cleverness. Look at his hand holding the hammer. Although the posture is very poor, it can be seen that he has never struck iron, but his hand is very steady, and his body is out of shape. It’s obviously very powerful.”

Ren Daoyuan didn't expect Master Luo to be able to see so many tricks just by holding a hammer.As a human-level high-grade cultivation base, he has a thousand catties of strength in his arms. Although his body has not fully recovered, an iron hammer weighing less than fifty catties is nothing at all.

"That's all right?" Jaycee was a little surprised, it seems a little too simple, who wouldn't see it?He naturally didn't know that slaves are completely different from normal people. Since this life is over, they are all lifeless. The slaves in the mines are unwilling to move without waving their whips. People are watching, like Ren Daoyuan , which is extremely rare among slaves.

"More than that, you look at it." As he said, Luo Zi swung the small hammer with his right hand and hit the iron felt with a bang, without explaining, he looked up and saw Ren Daoyuan.Ren Daoyuan understood right away, swung the sledgehammer with both hands, and slammed it down, expanding the white spot on the felt platform a little.

"Dang, clang, clang..." Luo Zi swung the small hammer, and every time he swung it, a white spot was left on the felt. Ren Daoyuan moved slowly, followed closely behind, and hit the point where the small hammer fell.Because of the ashes, everyone present could clearly see where the hammer fell.

With more than twenty blows in a row, each time the sledgehammer hits exactly where the small hammer landed, the white spot made by the small hammer is slightly enlarged, but there is absolutely no deviation.

This time, not only Fang Zu was stunned, but even Master Luo was a little dizzy.This person has hit iron before?And is it still at the level of an ordinary craftsman?Even the little craftsmen who have been with him for several years may not be able to achieve this level.

You must know that the level of metallurgy in the Kyushu Continent is not low, but it is all made by manpower. A good weapon needs to be hammered and honed. In a relatively poor position, the sledgehammer followed up and knocked out the slag in the metal.Repeat this until the waste in the weapon is emptied, and the rest is the essence.

The weapons made in this way are the real good weapons.Although this is far inferior to the understanding of Tao, being able to make Taoist artifacts has incredible attributes.But among ordinary weapons, those that have been refined and hammered are all good things that are hard to come by.

Of course, it also depends on the material of the weapon itself. For example, the ring head knife is made of meteoric iron instead of ordinary iron ore. After the same method of refining, the quality of the weapon obtained is higher.

Fang Zu stared straight at the eyes, it turns out that there are so many specialties in making weapons, and seeing with his own eyes that Ren Daoyuan's sledgehammer hits the exact spot, only then did he understand Master Luo's meaning.Sure enough, power is still secondary, this spirituality is too important.

He doesn't know how to make weapons, but the more than [-] landing points let him know what technology is.

"These people are all here." Fang Zu was happy, and with a big wave of his hand, he took all the slaves.This is the characteristic of Ferrono City. Slaves are not bought and sold individually, they are bought in batches.

Master Luo nodded and looked at Ren Daoyuan full of joy. It is really rare to find such a talent among the slaves.Even if the rest of the people are idiots, getting such a helper is already worth it to Luo Zi.

The Weapons Supervision is located in a valley outside Feiluo City. It has a large area and thousands of people. There is one master craftsman, dozens of craftsmen, hundreds of small craftsmen, thousands of small workers, and the rest are handymen.

After the slave team was brought back to the weapons prison, the first thing to do was to hang a slave tag for each slave.The slave card is made of fine steel, with mortise clasps on both ends. This kind of one-way tenon clasp, once fastened, can no longer be taken off.Under the mortise and tenon, there is an iron nameplate to prove the identity of the personnel.

(End of this chapter)