Xiao Zongshui looked at Zhou Shu and asked expressionlessly.
The genius was still bright when Zhou Shu and he left the Forging Department's workshop, but now that they left the military camp, it was already dark.
Unknowingly, they stayed in the Huben Army's military camp for a whole day.
"No."
Zhou Shu shook his head firmly.
Later, he didn't know what Xiao Zongshui and General Cheng talked about in the big tent, and he didn't want to know.
To be a laborer, you must have the consciousness of a laborer. Knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing.
"Really not?"
Xiao Zongshui's eyes flashed with sarcasm and he continued.
"You must be thinking, the secret recipe for the Tiger Ben knife is obviously yours, why did it become that of Workshop No. 97?"
"I didn't—"
"No need to deny it, anyone else would think so." Xiao Zongshui interrupted Zhou Shu and said, "Let me tell you, I, Xiao Zongshui, am the head of Workshop No. 97!"
Zhou Shu was speechless, Xiao Papi got the advantage and still behaved!
"You don't need to be angry." Xiao Zongshui didn't care at all about Zhou Shu's reaction and continued, "This is the way the world is. If the Tiger Ben knife is in your hand, you can't keep it. Even if you give up the secret casting recipe,
If you hand it in, it still has to go through my hands."
"Actually, you should feel lucky that General Cheng likes this Tiger Blade."
"I tell you the truth, if you hand over the secret recipe for the Tiger Ben Knife to the Secretary, the reward you will get is just a few more coins in your monthly salary."
"Now, I am not a solitary eater, and I cannot do without your benefits."
Xiao Zongshui said it very straightforwardly, and in the end he did not forget to draw a cake for Zhou Shu.
Zhou Shu knew that what he said was true. If the secret recipe for the Tiger Ben knife was left in his hands, it would not bring him much benefit. On the contrary, it might be possible that the common man was not guilty and was guilty of the crime.
After all, his current strength is still too weak.
As for the benefits Xiao Zongshui said, Zhou Shu didn't take it seriously.
In his previous life, he had seen too many big pie plans made by his boss with empty words. How many of them actually delivered?
"This is a silver note of one hundred taels, which can be cashed anywhere in Daxia."
Xiao Zongshui casually took out a banknote from his arms, threw it into Zhou Shu's arms, and said, "Write down the secret recipe for casting the Huben Sword later and give it to me."
Xiao Zongshui never considered that Zhou Shu would refuse.
In fact, Zhou Shu couldn't refuse. If he dared to refuse, he would probably die in the wilderness tonight.
The first level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu may not be able to beat Xiao Zongshui.
Although he felt a little aggrieved, but he didn't want to be a bastard if he had money, he still collected the one hundred taels of silver notes.
His current monthly salary is half a tael of silver, a hundred taels of silver, which is equivalent to his salary for twenty years!
Xiao Papi, that bastard, doesn’t he know that he made thousands and tens of thousands of taels of silver from General Cheng, and he just got rid of himself for a hundred taels of silver?
"Just wait, I will let you know sooner or later, free is the most expensive."
Zhou Shu cursed secretly in his heart.
"By the way, are you literate?"
Xiao Zongshui suddenly remembered something and asked.
Most of the apprentices who made weapons were from poor backgrounds, and many were illiterate.
"Know some."
Zhou Shu thought about it and found that his predecessor did indeed attend a private school for two years.
"Just be literate, don't forget to write down the secret recipe for making weapons."
Xiao Zongshui nodded and said, "Do it well and I won't treat you badly."
Xiao Zongshui "considerately" asked the coachman to take Zhou Shu back to the workshop. He himself got off the car in the city and didn't know which hook bar he went to to listen to music.
After returning to his work shed with a "huge sum" of one hundred taels of silver in his arms, Zhou Shu could only sigh as he looked at the shabby slum-like residence.
He has signed a contract with the Weaponsmith Division. Before the end of the contract, unless he is promoted to the Weaponsmith Division, he will have to stay here.
Promoted to Weapon Master?
After witnessing the deeds of Xiao Zongshui and General Cheng, he could not guarantee what would happen if he forged a high-quality weapon.
I'm afraid that the secret recipe for forging high-grade weapons will be taken away by Xiao Zongshui before he can be promoted to a weapons master.
After all, the secret recipe for forging high-quality weapons is definitely not comparable to the value of a mere Tiger Blade.
As for the respected status of the Weapon Master, it must be a recognized Weapon Master.
As a new weapon master unknown to outsiders, just think about it and you will know how Xiao Zongshui will treat him.
[The sharp standard long knife you forged successfully kills, and you will be rewarded with two years of cultivation!]
While Zhou Shu was thinking about the way forward, suddenly the map of the divine weapons appeared automatically, the pages of the book turned, the page of the sharp standard long knife opened, and a barrage flashed on the page.
A stream of heat poured into his body instantly, and he felt that his body had swelled a bit. After a few breaths, it returned to normal.
"Added two more years of cultivation?"
Zhou Shu was overjoyed. He was truly worthy of being a fighting force. He had given himself a surprise so quickly!
When he and Xiao Zongshui left the Huben Army camp, the two Huben knives were left with General Cheng.
Unexpectedly, they killed the enemy with the Tiger Blade so quickly.
I just don’t know if they killed people or animals...
Zhou Shu's eyes fell on the page, and he saw that on the page with a sharp standard long knife, there were a few more small words after the title. Upon closer inspection, it was a number.
"Two"
After a moment's thought, Zhou Shu realized that this should mean that he had two sharp standard long knives forged by himself.
In fact, after obtaining the secret casting recipe, he not only forged two sharp standard long knives, but some of them were later damaged. Now, only the two that remain in the Huben Army are still intact.
"The Huben Army is a imperial guard and has relatively few opportunities to fight. If it is a border army, it is a war machine."
Zhou Shu smacked his lips with some unfinished thoughts. It felt so good to feel his cultivation soaring.
However, he still has no way to send the weapons he forged to the border troops, so he can only think about it.
"As long as I stay in the Forging Department, sooner or later the weapons I forged will be spread throughout the three armies of Great Xia. By then——"
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Zhou Shu couldn't help but chuckle, how does it feel to have thousands of people helping you practice?
Is it great? Or is it great?
Thinking about it makes me a little excited.
But Zhou Shu also knows that it is not easy to do this.
The three armies of Daxia, slay demons, eliminate demons, and protect the country!
The demon-slaying and demon-slaying armies deal with powerful demons. They are also powerful warriors themselves, and the weapons they use are all top-grade weapons.
Those weapons are all supplied by the weapon forgers in the No. 36 workshop in front of the Weapons Forging Department.
The Protecting Army is an ordinary army, and the Tiger Army is one of the Protecting Army.
The weapons forged by apprentices like Zhou Shu can only be supplied to the National Defense Army.
He wanted the weapons he forged to spread throughout the three armies of Great Xia, and at least he had to become a weapons forger to do so.
This matter is not urgent. Just the National Defense Army will keep him busy for many years.
"Xiao Zongshui promised General Cheng that he would provide 3,000 Huben knives in three months. Three thousand knives cannot be made by one person. He should select a group of people to participate in the casting."
Zhou Shu didn't care much about what Xiao Zongshui would do, and he wouldn't give him any money.
What Zhou Shu is concerned about is how much of the Huben knife he can take this opportunity to stuff in.
If he uses all his firepower now, it would be no problem to forge five Huben knives in one day.
In this case, one month would be 150 knives, and in three months, he could even forge 500 Huben knives!
But if he really takes out so many Tiger Blades, his own strength will be exposed.
At that time, it will be troublesome if it attracts the attention of any interested person.
"Generally, a soldier-making apprentice works hard and can cast two Huben knives every day without much problem."
"As the creator of the Huben knife, my casting skills must be better. I work overtime every day and cast three Huben knives. Isn't it strange?"
"Three a day, ninety a month, two hundred and seventy in three months..."
"With more than two hundred knives, if you kill the enemy at the same time, you can feed back five hundred years of cultivation in one go..."
Zhou Shu was so excited that he wanted to sing.
How many levels can his dragon-elephant prajna skill be raised to with five hundred years of cultivation?
The first level requires two years of cultivation, the second level requires four years of cultivation, the third level requires eight years of cultivation, the fourth level requires sixteen years of cultivation, and the fifth level requires thirty-two years of cultivation... p>
With his poor arithmetic skills, he couldn't even calculate how many levels of Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill he could reach in five hundred years of cultivation.
"It's not important. Anyway, if I can cultivate for five hundred years, I will definitely become stronger." Zhou Shu simply didn't bother to calculate, "By then, if nothing else, beating Xiao Zongshui should be no problem, right?" p>
"This is the correct way to use the Divine Weapon Atlas. How promising can you be as a forger by relying on the secret recipe for forging weapons? It's fun to use it to improve your cultivation."
Zhou Shu rolled up his sleeves and swung the hammer with great enthusiasm.
Sleep?
What to sleep on?
Making soldiers makes me happy, I love making soldiers!
Thinking that his cultivation level will skyrocket soon, Zhou Shu felt that the hammer in his hand became much lighter.
"Ding Ding Dang "'s knocking sounds like a exciting song, echoing in a humble shed ...