He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 233: Tomorrow

Jiang Lin took the paper and took a look at it. They were all about the shortcomings of the Southern Blacksmith Camp.

For example, there were not enough houses, ironware was missing, the environment was poor, and the number of weapons handed in did not match the number of people.

At first glance, it seems that the South Blacksmith Camp is useless.

Jiang Lin raised his head, and Yang Junchi smiled and said, "New inspector, do your job well. If you can rectify these deficiencies, it will be a great achievement. By then, it won't be an empty talk to say that you will be promoted three levels at least."

Jiang Lin understood what was going on. These shortcomings seemed numerous, but in fact they were all closely related to the construction of the South Blacksmith Camp.

As long as enough money is given, it can be easily solved.

Especially weapons.

What does it mean that the quantity and the number of people do not match?

It’s because there are not enough iron tools. Once everyone has a set of iron tools, the output will naturally increase.

And this will be counted as the credit of Jiang Lin, the inspector, which is simply a free gift.

Yan Tianrong followed up and said, "With so many problems, Lord Jiang has a heavy task to do. You must be more diligent and don't let down the expectations of the Lords in the Ministry of Industry!"

Jiang Lin bowed and said, "I understand. We will start the rectification and strive to make the South Blacksmith Camp look brand new as soon as possible!"

"That's the right attitude. We are optimistic about you!" Yang Junchi laughed, patted Jiang Lin on the shoulder, and then left with a square step.

Yan Tianrong was behind, winking at Jiang Lin, and then left with a smile on his face.

After the two officials left, Qi the blacksmith and others swarmed over and congratulated Jiang Lin in various ways.

It is extremely rare for a master chef to be directly promoted to a ninth-rank inspector.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would believe it.

"Master Jiang..." Someone just shouted and was pulled away by someone else.

"What Master Jiang? Now he is Lord Jiang!"

"Yes, yes, Lord Jiang! Since you have been appointed as the Inspector General and are responsible for all affairs of the Southern Blacksmith Camp, will you never leave again?"

Jiang Lin smiled and said, "I don't think he'll leave in the short term."

"What if the Ministry of War sends a transfer order?"

Jiang Lin thought for a moment and said, "It depends on whether the transfer order from the Ministry of War is useful or the Ministry of Industry."

Jiang Lin had no idea about this matter.

After all, although the Ministry of Works has greater power, the Ministry of War is backed by seven generals and tens of millions of border troops.

Both sides have their own chips, and it is difficult to say who has the upper hand.

Of course, if we really fight to the death and completely ignore reason, the Ministry of Industry will definitely not accept it.

In the final analysis, it still depends on which side values ​​Jiang Lin more and how much they are willing to pay for him.

This promotion is also a very important thing for Jiang Lin.

While taking out three thousand taels of silver and asking Qi the blacksmith to take people to buy wine and food, Jiang Lin also returned home to tell his family the good news.

The whole family was overjoyed to learn that Jiang Lin had become a ninth-rank official.

Jiang Qingguang even pulled Jiang Lin and kowtowed several times towards the ancestral grave, crying with joy.

Jiang Xiu stood beside Wang Hua, wiping his eyes with the same surprise and joy.

Ever since my younger brother was sent to the blacksmith camp, life at home seemed to be getting better.

Now that my younger brother has become an official, the Jiang family is really prosperous.

Wang Hua's expression was complicated, with admiration and a little inferiority.

His skills have improved recently, and he can now more or less forge high-quality weapons.

If you practice for a few more days, you can make further progress.

I was originally happy and thought I had achieved something, but now I realize that I am nothing.

Compared with Jiang Lin, there is a huge gap.

Next time I see this brother-in-law, I have to call him "Master Guan".

Although Jiang Xiu was emotionally agitated, she was very sensitive to the fact that her husband was in a bad mood.

She turned her head, glanced at Wang Hua, then reached out and pulled him.

When Wang Hua looked over, Jiang Xiu whispered, "No matter what, he is still Jiang Lin, a member of our family." Wang Hua sighed and said, "I know, but... maybe I'm a little envious."

"We should be the ones who are envied for having such a person in our family," Jiang Xiu said.

Wang Hua was stunned when he heard it, but then he thought about it and realized that it was indeed true.

As for the awkwardness in my heart, to put it bluntly, it is caused by my low self-esteem.

But then again, hasn't he already known how skilled Jiang Lin is? Why should he feel inferior to others?

The world is so big that there are all kinds of strange things. There are always some extraordinary people who are different from ordinary people and have extraordinary talents.

After realizing this, Wang Hua gradually felt happy.

Changes in emotions are often so random, especially among the lower classes.

It's easy to let go.

It's also easy to lose hope.

After telling his family the good news, Jiang Lin did not return to South Blacksmith Camp, but instead spent time with his parents, sister, and brother-in-law and had a good home-cooked meal.

By the way, I also accompanied Jiang Qingguang and drank a few glasses of wine.

Since coming to this world, he rarely drinks.

It’s not that the wine here is bad to drink. Compared with those famous wines in the previous life, Daqian’s wine is strong, mellow and rich, and is not inferior at all.

But if you drink too much, it's bound to cause trouble.

Jiang Lin had previously been eager to hone his skills and become a talent as soon as possible, so naturally he didn't want to touch these things.

After a meal of drinks, my parents brought up the topic of marriage again.

Now that my son is an official and old enough, it’s time for him to get married and carry on the Jiang family line.

Jiang Lin neither agreed nor denied this question.

It is only a matter of time before he gets married, but he has not met the right one yet, and he does not want to look for a woman just to start a family.

When it comes to getting married, there has to be some emotional foundation first.

In this way, Jiang Lin did not return to the South Blacksmith Camp until night fell.

A group of blacksmiths and apprentices were all drunk.

Many people fell asleep right at the door, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Jiang Lin returned to his room and saw Old Man Wei sitting in the room with a table of food and wine in front of him, without moving a muscle.

This scene made Jiang Lin feel a little guilty, so he quickly walked over and asked, "Haven't you eaten yet?"

Old Man Wei looked back at him with a smile on his face: "Waiting for you."

Jiang Lin felt very guilty and was only concerned about his family, completely forgetting that there was another person here.

Sitting next to Old Man Wei and pouring him a glass of wine, Jiang Lin said, "I'll take you back to my house some other day."

Old Man Wei understood what he meant, hummed, and said, "Congratulations on becoming an official in the Ministry of Industry."

Jiang Lin looked at him, a little uneasy, and said, "I didn't discuss it with you. The main reason is that Master Sijiang and Master Wei thought that if there was an official position in the Ministry of Industry, maybe I could stay in the Foundry Department. You know, I'm not a person who likes to fight too hard. If I can stay in the Foundry Department, it's better than going to the border to fight."

"I'm not unhappy." said Old Man Wei.

"On the contrary, I think you did the right thing."

Old Man Wei picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and then sighed: "I saw too many people die in the border areas. That's not the place for you. If you stay here, your talents and skills can be better utilized."

"Just live well, that's enough."

Looking at Old Man Wei, whose face was full of nostalgia for the past, Jiang Lin understood that he was telling the truth.

I couldn't help but pour myself a glass, raised it up and said, "Then let's toast to tomorrow together."

Old Man Wei picked up his wine glass, looked at him, and said with a smile, "Tomorrow."

The old man and the young talked the most tonight.

The bright moonlight filtered in through the doors and windows, gradually lengthening the figures of the two people.

It’s like the road of life, getting longer and longer as you go along.

　Later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)