"What do you want? Well, it's very simple." Facing Tang Ling's questioning, Boss Huang was not panicked at all, but pointed to the iron room and said word by word: "Then, the time you spend in the ironwork here becomes nine hours."

"Don't refute, in fact, I'm very disgusted. I'm really afraid that you won't meet my requirements with someone who can only use the power of the eight bulls and cannot even understand it. I'm really afraid that you won't meet my requirements. I have to spend time to train you." Boss Huang really looked disgusted.

Then he shook his sleeves and said, "In the future, the money will be reflected in working hours. Of course, I will still give you an hour of free time, and the private library will be open to you for an hour every day, if you have time to read."

"But, the working hours will not be reduced for a minute. Young people must learn to arrange their own time." Boss Huang patted Tang Ling on the shoulder as he spoke.

Faced with such an answer, Tang Ling suddenly felt a great sense of powerlessness.

Just like when facing Su Xiao, you can feel that he has no malice, but you just don’t know his purpose.

It would be better to show malice directly for such a thing, at least you can resist, right?

Besides, Boss Huang’s conditions are really not harsh. At least what Tang Ling wants has been arranged for Tang Ling.

More importantly, what Boss Huang mentioned is that the private library is really attractive to Tang Ling.

So, Tang Ling decided to observe for the time being and then go and see.

He wouldn't ask Boss Huang, you're not afraid of me running away with such stupid questions. He has this kind of awareness. In Dark Harbor, it's impossible for him to run out of Boss Huang's palm before he gets familiar with everything.

Even if you are familiar with it, it is difficult!

In the end, I just have to go and see.

Tang Ling was silent. He still needed something. Since Boss Huang knew everything and thought of this, Tang Ling was about to speak.

It was interrupted by Boss Huang.

"You must be asking me a lot of information, right? For example, about the Dark Harbor, about the two brothers and sisters you had separated from before, and there might be more?" At this time, Boss Huang walked to the corner of the iron room to put tools, looked at the hammers hanging on the wall, and began to pick and choose.

Tang Ling felt suffocated. Boss Huang was so imaginative that he knew him well.

I couldn't help but wonder again, what exactly does this person want to do?

But on the surface, Tang Ling will no longer ask this question. Boss Huang's attitude just now has explained everything. He deliberately ignored the key points and obviously avoided Tang Ling's question.

Therefore, Tang Ling also honestly said about Boss Huang’s question: “Yes, Boss. Everyone must have their pursuit and purpose when coming to Dark Harbor. Given this, I do need some information.”

"Charge." Boss Huang had already chosen a hammer at this time, which was neither big nor small, and was inconspicuous among the group of hammers hanging on the wall.

While speaking, he stuffed the hammer to Tang Ling.

Tang Ling took it carelessly. For him, the weight of a hammer was simply too pediatric.

However, it was such carelessness that made Tang Ling pay the price.

The hammer was extremely heavy, almost at Tang Ling's limit. He took it with one hand and almost fell down by the hammer. He finally stabilized his body, but his waist was twisted.

"Don't care if you have a little injury." Before Tang Ling could speak, Boss Huang asked Tang Ling to say nothing about it.

Tang Ling was speechless. He barely lifted the hammer with both hands and asked Boss Huang: "I don't have money, can I owe debts?"

"This thing doesn't work. The information is instant, so the charges must be instant." Boss Huang didn't look like he was joking. Tang Ling wanted to say something. Boss Huang had already shook his finger and said, "In fact, a man with hands and feet cannot say he has no money, that's too shameful."

"Don't you have an hour to move freely? Go and make money."

"What can I do in one hour?" Tang Ling raised his eyebrows, but he did not refuse. In fact, Boss Huang's words made a lot of sense.

There is food and drink here, why can’t you make money in the rest of your time? Even if it’s only one hour.

Faced with Tang Ling's problem, Boss Huang raised his head and smiled exaggeratedly, and then said, "Where is this? This is the Dark Port! Here, it is open and scammered. As long as you can succeed, it is a way to make money."

"You have an hour today and you can come to my private library to read. I will pick two books for you. The first one is about some rules and information about the Dark Harbor. As for the other one, haha," Boss Huang did not continue, but looked at Tang Ling: "Don't eat breakfast?"

"Me!" Tang Ling's face changed, and then suddenly smiled with a terrifying smile: "Give it to Monty?"

"Do you know Monty?" Boss Huang glanced at Tang Ling.

"Isn't it a waste to give it to eat, right?" Tang Ling knew that Monty was a big deal. He answered with ease.

"Haha." Boss Huang laughed meaningfully, and then said to Tang Ling: "I allow you to waste the first day, but starting tomorrow, waste will definitely cost you."

"Then my appetite is actually very small. Can I reduce it tomorrow?" Tang Ling pretended to be gentle, but in fact he was already scared.

It's a level seven beast and a level five beast. Do you want to burst him out?

"No, if you waste food tomorrow, it means you are not serious enough in your work. My judgment on everything is so simple and crude, do you understand?" Boss Huang said this and gave a slight meal: "As for today's breakfast, I will ask Dingling to come here. In order not to delay your work, you need food."

**

What is Tang Ling’s work content?

Simply put, it is a blacksmith! In Boss Huang's workshop, there are a bunch of rough ore billets he has refined to be refined.

The refining method chosen by Boss Huang is very primitive, which is to repeatedly beat it by manpower until the impurities in these crude ore billets are completely removed.

There are good flames here. Through a certain way of regulation, the flames can actually turn into stable blue and white.

This is an extremely high temperature. When smelting in the former civilization, coke could only reach about 2300 degrees.

This means that these flames can burn away impurities very well.

The tools here are also very outstanding. According to Boss Huang, the worst one is the A-level alloy sledgehammer in Tang Ling's hand.

This alloy sledgehammer is made of A-class alloy, and a small amount of S-class alloy is added.

Give it enough weight, and through the knocking process, it can better eliminate impurities, dense ingredients, and refine some crystals.

Tang Ling didn't understand the principle of ironwork. Anyway, Boss Huang didn't want to teach him anything profound. According to Tang Ling's current level, it would be enough to repeatedly knock and hit him.

But jokingly, the tool Boss Huang chose for Tang Ling was this A-level alloy sledgehammer.

This sledgehammer weighs 6,000 kilograms. Tang Ling has the power of eight cows, but the power of one cow is probably floating in the kilograms.

Is it too much to wield a sledgehammer with a maximum force of 6,000 kilograms and repeatedly hitting it?

"Are you scared? Are you retreating?" Boss Huang looked at Tang Ling with contempt, and his tone was also very exaggerated.

"Impossible!" Tang Ling was still a teenager after all, and he couldn't bear this kind of shame.

"Since you are not afraid or retreat, then accept your fate. I don't have a lighter hammer for you." Boss Huang shrugged, then walked to the corner full of ore, and used his hand to pull a conch hanging on the wall.

The hole in the wall where the conch was hanging was opened, and a slight glaring metallic luster came from it.

Tang Ling looked closely and saw that there were no less than a thousand metal blanks of various colors, brick shapes and brick sizes piled inside.

Boss Huang walked in, picked and chose, took out two black iron thick blanks and threw them on the anvil of one of the stoves.

"Looking at your fearless appearance, I remembered when I was young. Although, when I was young, I was not as unreliable as you, so I could only deal with this black iron ore billet." Boss Huang curled his lips and looked down on Tang Ling very much.

Tang Ling silently recited it in his heart for a hundred times, but his chest still fluctuated.

"So, I'll demonstrate it to you. The key you need to remember is just one sentence, everything is skilled." Boss Huang ignored Tang Ling's ups and downs, picked and chose a hammer on the wall of tools.

Just two hammers the size of a palm.

Tang Ling took a look at the hand in his hand. Although it was not the largest of these tools, it was almost half the taller than him. What is Boss Huang? Is that toy?

Can you exchange tools for each other?

But at this time, Boss Huang looked at Tang Ling and suddenly became serious and serious: "Look at it seriously, I can only demonstrate twice, do you understand twice?"

Tang Ling immediately restrained his mind. He felt that the skills Boss Huang would teach next might be very difficult.

At this time, Boss Huang took a deep breath, straightened the rough block of the black iron ore, and then said: "There is only three hammers in this way, and every three hammers are in a group, and it is enough to knock repeatedly."

"Now, I suppressed my power to your power, that is, the power of the Eight Bulls that have not been integrated."

When Boss Huang said this, Tang Ling's expression suddenly became extremely serious.

Before, Boss Huang said in disgust that he only had the power of the eight bulls, and also emphasized that he did not integrate it.

Tang Ling didn't care yet. Isn't it normal for such an expert to see his background?

Now, Boss Huang has adjusted his strength to the same level as himself, but he can use a 6,000 kilogram of hammer. What kind of skills is this? What if it is used in battle?

Thinking of this, Tang Ling's face changed again. He had a 6,000-kilogram hammer, and he was holding a toy. OK?

At this time, Boss Huang seemed to have reacted, and put down the small hammer in his hand in an understatement, and said, "I don't deserve to use this hammer to imitate your power. It's better to use the garbage hammer in your hand."
Chapter completed!