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Imperial City, Jianzhang Palace.
The mutton soup on the short table was smelly, the yellow rice was dry, the meat was covered in white fat, and the vegetables cooked in water were tasteless.
The palace maid poured the mutton soup on the yellow rice and brought it over. Liu Yan pushed it away in frustration.
She really wanted to eat braised pork trotter…
"Your Highness, the food is cold."
"Yes."
"Just take two bites…"
"Aren't you annoying? Go away!"
After sending away the palace maid, Liu Yan went straight to Weiyang Palace.
There were some things that she wanted to tell Han Di Liu Che personally.
……
Yangling, Chang 'an.
The sky had already turned bright, and the sound of clanging came from the Xiao clan's iron smelting workshop again.
"Sigh! What kind of person was this Eldest Princess Wei?”
"In the history books, his name and character are unknown. After asking around for a few days, no one in this era knows about it…"
Xiao Qing muttered as he looked at the only 2 Reputation Points in the system. He was a little worried.
The wedding date with Eldest Princess Wei was set to be half a year later.
Although he still knew very little about the Eldest Princess Wei.
However, he had to admit,
This woman's father was Liu Che, but her uncle was Wei Qing, her younger brother was the Crown Prince, her cousin was Huo Qubing, and her unrelated cousin was Huo Guang…
In short, as long as this woman didn't die, all the rulers of the Han Dynasty were her blood relatives.
Without a doubt, the Eldest Princess Wei was the best marriage partner for silkpants.
And Xiao Qing was the stumbling block on this road of pursuing the princess.
Who knew what these silkpants would do to Xiao Qing!
Xiao Qing did not cause trouble, but he was not afraid of trouble either.
Therefore, the most important thing now was to earn enough reputation points to draw some high-level combat attributes.
Thinking of this, Xiao Qing's gaze could not help but fall on a foreman of the smelting workshop.
Xiao Qing called the foreman to his side and said pretentiously,
"The fire shines on the heavens and the earth, and the red star is mixed with purple smoke. Nan Lang bright moon night, song moving cold river.”
This was a rare poem praising blacksmiths. Xiao Qing was looking forward to gaining Reputation Points from the foreman, Yu Weng.
However, after a while, Old Mr. Yu stifled his laughter and said,"
"This young man is very literary, but what is this purple smoke? Isn't it white smoke?"
Xiao Qing's lips twitched, and his smile was very ugly.
F * ck!
A poem that was full of style, he couldn't help but play the lute to a cow!
According to Weng Yu's understanding, was it because the incense burner emitted white smoke?
Looking at the waterfall hanging in front of Qianchuan from afar, shouldn't he consider how the waterfall was hanging on the water? Who hung it up?
Three thousand feet, three thousand feet? Did someone measure it?
If the Milky Way fell from the nine heavens, could it also fall from the ten heavens? Or half a month? After all, the Milky Way was so big. How could it only fall into the nine heavens?
"F * ck your poems and songs, f * ck her Fuma!”
"F ** k the princess! You're Yeye's opponent for life…"
Xiao Qing's face was ferocious, and a series of vulgarities spewed out of his mouth. His voice grew louder, and in the end, he simply shouted at sunrise!
Xiao Qing's voice was so loud.
As a result, the entire iron smelting workshop was in chaos.
Weng Yu was frightened. The gentle and refined young man had turned into a demon in an instant.
Her beautiful face became ferocious under the sunlight, and her eyes, which were originally made of ink, were also emitting green light. She had the desire to devour someone.
"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen Yeh Yeh scold people before? Hurry up and work for Yeye!"
After venting his anger, Xiao Qing put on thick clothes for himself.
……
In the iron-smelting workshop, Xiao Qing carefully added ground iron ore into the molten iron. As he added it, he asked the craftsmen to stir it.
Seeing that another batch of iron that was about to succeed was messed up by Xiao Qing, the craftsmen's hearts bled.
What a prodigal! Prodigal!
How many days had it been? How rich must he be to be able to continue losing like this!
"Come on, I'll treat everyone to meat at noon.”
Xiao Qing did not care what the craftsmen thought. Steel had to be refined. This was a life-saving item for him to live in peace.
However, Xiao Qing failed again…
This did not stop him from inviting the craftsmen to drink and eat.
Throwing down his bowl, Xiao Qing clapped his hands and said,
"Do this for the next few days. Continue to sprinkle mineral powder into it and stir it. During the stirring process, pay attention to the fire. Don't weaken the fire.”
"As long as you meet my requirements, I'll kill another 200-pound fat pig for you to eat.”
The next day…
On the third day…
On the sixth day, another furnace of molten iron turned into dregs.
Up until now, there was a total of 1000 catties of waste piled up outside the iron-smelting workshop.
Xiao Qing stirred the sticky molten iron with an iron rod and sighed."
" Stir it for half an incense's time longer, and reduce the amount of iron powder added by one point…"
Ten days later.
Xiao Qing smelled the pungent sour smell and suddenly had an idea. He grabbed a handful of lime and threw it into the crucible, then said loudly,
"Increase the firepower!”
The flame in the furnace rose to a foot high, and the flame was bright white.
The boiling hot air entered his lungs, and his internal organs felt as if they were placed on a steamer.
Xiao Qing poured a bucket of cold water on his head and roared,"
"It's almost done!"
"The molten iron is different from before! Blast, blast again!"
Seeing that the dregs had disappeared, Xiao Qing shouted hoarsely,"
"Out of the oven!"
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