Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 313: Zheng Tieshou's Wine Invitation and Secret Tale

The back workshop of the Vessel Hall was a furnace of rolling heatwaves.

It was completely different from the clamor of the front hall. The air was thick with the unique metallic, fishy scent of burnt coke and cooling metal. Giant bellows resembled the lungs of slumbering behemoths, each rise and fall accompanied by a dull, rumbling roar.

Zheng Tieshou led Su Ming through a long corridor piled high with discarded molds and pushed open a heavy, iron-clad wooden door.

Inside was a world of its own.

It was a stone chamber only about twenty feet square. The walls were hung with all manner of strange tools, some hook-like or claw-shaped, others seemingly carved from whole animal bones, gleaming with a cold luster. In the center of the room, a red copper beast-head furnace burned fiercely, its flames licking at a dark blue-green earthenware jar suspended above it. A rich aroma of liquor, carried by the hot air, rampaged through the confined space.

"Sit."

Zheng Tieshou casually kicked two rush cushions, sewn from some unknown beast hide, over beside the furnace and sat down himself with a wide-legged, imposing posture. He grabbed two rough earthenware bowls.

"This place is a bit messy, I'll admit, but it's quiet." Zheng Tieshou lifted the earthenware jar. A thick, viscous thread of dark red wine poured out, looking particularly enticing at that moment. "This is my private stash of 'Fire Pear Brew'. It's fierce stuff. Those delicate-skinned alchemists would feel their throats on fire after one sip. But for us ironworkers, this is the drink."

Su Ming sat down as instructed, accepting the bowl with both hands.

The liquor hit his throat, indeed feeling like a line of fire shooting straight down to his gut. Immediately, a wave of warmth spread to his limbs and bones, even making the spiritual energy circulating in his meridians feel a bit more lively."Good wine." Su Ming set down the bowl and exhaled a puff of white mist tinged with the scent of alcohol.

"You know your stuff!"

one gulp. He casually wiped the wine stains from his beard. "Back there earlier, those little bastards must have given you quite a show. All of them have high ambitions but low skills, thinking forging artifacts is just about swinging a hammer. They don't realize the 'finesse' involved is finer

that 'water grinding effort' technique of yours. No fire refinement, no hammer forging, just using water spiritual energy to permeate and replace, and you smoothed out the hidden damage in that Yin-Yang Mother-Child Formation Plate. That kind of skill... you can't develop it without a

impure, and my fire techniques are not refined. I

said! The

using overwhelming force to overcome all techniques, about how to push the fire temperature to the extreme, to refine materials harder than diamond. But

suddenly becoming somewhat distant, as if looking through the dancing

the Earth Patrol Division placed a huge

disciple, full of pride. The Earth Patrol Division wanted a batch of 'Mystic Iron Drill Cones' for exploring mineral veins over three thousand *zhang* underground. There was only one requirement:

fingers holding the wine bowl paused

Three thousand *zhang* underground.

lazily, suddenly sat up. "Disciple, this plot feels off. There's gossip to be had. Listen to what this old blacksmith has to

Golden Core elder to personally inscribe 'Rock-Shattering Patterns'." Zheng Tieshou let out a wine-scented belch, a self-mocking smile appearing on his face. "When that batch of drill cones was finished, they could pierce

interrupt, just watched

"And then?"

splashed half the wine from his bowl into the furnace. The flames surged up half a man's height, making his face flicker

month. It only took

Patrol Division sent that batch of drill cones back. Thirty-six in total.

time, the three of us artificers refused to believe it was that strange. We wanted to melt them down and remake them. But the moment we

a flicker of fear

furnace exploded?" Su Ming

Instead, they started devouring the earth fire! The spiritual energy in that furnace was sucked dry in the blink of an eye. Two junior brothers who were controlling the fire stood too close. They didn't even have time to scream before all