She knew that Amei was the captain of the female army, but she didn't know who the general Zhou Jin was talking about was.
"The general is Mu Lan, and the captain is Amei."
Jin Feng said while suppressing a smile.
Since the establishment of the female army, Qing Mulan has asked the female soldiers to call her general, which is a kind of general addiction.
"oh oh!"
Guan Xiaorou gave Qing Mulan a funny look.
No matter how thick-skinned Qing Mulan was, she still felt a little embarrassed at this moment. She quickly changed the subject, looked at Zhou Jin and asked:
"Zhou Jin, are you willing to worship Mr. Jin as your teacher?"
"ah?"
Zhou Jin couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Why do you ask this question so suddenly?
But in the afternoon Jin Feng asked her to move home, and Zhou Jin thought about this possibility.
So he quickly came back to his senses and knelt down on the ground with a bang: "Disciple kowtows to Master!"
After saying that, he kowtowed three times to Jin Feng.
Jin Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry and pulled Zhou Jin up.
Who would have thought that as soon as he pulled himself up, Zhou Jin knelt down to Guan Xiaorou again: "Zhou Jin has seen the master's wife and kowtowed to the master's wife!"
"Get up, get up!"
Guan Xiaorou didn't expect Zhou Jin to come out like this. By the time she reacted, Zhou Jin had already finished kowtowing.
"Oh, I don't have anything valuable on me..."
Guan Xiaorou was used to hardship and rarely wore jewelry. She felt anxiously all over her body and couldn't find anything that she could get and give to Zhou Jin.
Finally, in a hurry, he reached out and took off the hairpin on his head: "Master, I don't have anything. Your master brought this hairpin back from the border and gave it to you."
"Master Wife, this is given to you by Master. I wonder if it's suitable for me."
Zhou Jin quickly waved his hand.
"We will be a family from now on, what's wrong with that?"
Guan Xiaorou couldn't help but put the hairpin into Zhou Jin's head: "Stop pushing it around, or I will get angry."
"Thank you so much, Mistress."
Zhou Jin had no choice but to bow and accept it.
"Silly girl, you kowtowed too early. You have to kowtow again during the apprenticeship ceremony."
Tang Dongdong smiled and joked.
"It's okay, I'm willing to kowtow to Master and Master every day."
Zhou Jin said with a smile.
It can be seen that she is very happy to be accepted as a disciple by Jin Feng.
"Mr. Jin, congratulations."
Qing Mulan asked with a smile.
"You don't call me Jin anymore?"
Jin Feng said angrily.
"Who is so bold as to disrespect sir?"
Qing Mulan pretended to be confused.
Jin Feng glanced at Qing Mulan sideways and was too lazy to talk to her.
"Sir, don't be angry. It was my fault."
Qing Mulan smiled and admitted her mistake, and then abruptly changed the subject: "By the way, sir, recruiting apprentices is a big deal. When are you going to hold the apprenticeship ceremony?"
"It's better to choose a day than to hit it. Let's do it tomorrow. I'll go to the smelting workshop later and ask Mancang if he is willing."
Jin Feng didn't care much about this.
"Does he dare?"
Tang Dongdong and Mancang were already very familiar with each other. He clenched his fists and said, "If he doesn't agree, I will ask Brother Liang to break his other leg too!"
"When did you learn to be so irritable? You even broke Mancang's legs. Why didn't you just throw him into the steel-making furnace and burn him?"
Jin Feng said angrily: "Don't associate with people like Qing Mulan in the future."
"Hey, Jin, what do you say?"
Qing Mulan, who had just expressed humility, became unwilling again when she heard this: "Can you tell me clearly, what kind of person am I?"
"You are a heroine who can stand up to women, okay?"
Jin Feng still had some unfinished business today and had no interest in arguing with Qing Mulan.
"You know the truth."
Qing Mulan nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, after you've eaten and drank enough, let's go back, Amei."
"Wait a minute, I have something to tell you."
Jin Feng called out to Qing Mulan.
"What's wrong?"
Qing Mulan turned around and asked.
"The bladeless combat knives made by Mancang are almost ready. Come and take a look with me. If there are no problems, you can take them for training in two days."
"Great, let's go and see it together."
Qing Mulan has long been looking forward to actual combat training.
It's a pity that the smelting workshop is the first forbidden area in Xihewan. Even she can't enter without Jin Feng or Mancang.
We can only fill up the warehouse while we are eating.
Later, Mancang became impatient because of the pressure, so he and the female soldiers simply avoided the meal time and waited until the female soldiers had finished eating.
Until now, Qing Mulan doesn't know what the progress is.
"Xiaorou, please make arrangements for Zhou Jin."
Jin Feng confessed and took Qing Mulan out.
"Do not worry."
Guan Xiaorou smiled and sent Jin Feng to the door.
In the smelting workshop, Mancang was so busy that he was sweating profusely. When he saw Jin Feng and Qing Mulan coming in, he quickly stopped what he was doing, wiped his sweat and came over.
"This is the smelting workshop. It doesn't look like much, just a big furnace."
Qing Mulan looked around curiously.
"Don't underestimate this stove. Even if you give me ten thousand taels of silver, I won't sell it."
Jin Feng said proudly: "The black knife hanging on your waist and the entire Dakang can only be made with the iron smelted in this furnace."
"If this is the case, this stove is really valuable."
Qing Mulan nodded in agreement.
Black knives are not only extremely sharp, but also extremely durable.
The first batch of veterans who got the black sword have been using it for a long time, but none of them have sharp edges.
Even with Qing Mulan's experience, the black knife is the best weapon she has ever seen, bar none.
If this kind of magical weapon were sold in Bianjing, even if it cost one hundred taels of silver, those wealthy families would probably not even blink an eye.
But Jinfeng can mass-produce this kind of black knife.
Nowadays, veterans and female soldiers are almost in charge.
"Is this the bladeless sword you made for us?"
Qing Mulan turned to the other side of the stove and saw a pile of long knives on the ground, and immediately turned her attention away from the stove.
He picked up one and skillfully drew it into a sword.
"How about it?"
Jin Feng asked.
"The appearance, size, weight, and feel are basically similar to the black knife. It is very good and perfect for training."
Qing Mulan nodded with satisfaction.
"As long as you're satisfied." Jin Feng looked at Mancang: "How much is left?"
"A dozen more shots will be enough." Mancang replied.
"Okay, Mu Lan, please ask someone to pick it up tomorrow afternoon."
Jin Feng said.
"Can you let Mancang work overtime tonight? I want to use it tomorrow morning."
Qing Mulan couldn't wait.
"No, Mancang came at dawn, stayed in the workshop for six or seven hours, and then worked overtime all night, you want to exhaust him to death!"
Jin Feng directly rejected Qing Mulan's request.
Although there is a mold, it still needs to be polished after casting, and a long knife also takes a lot of time.
I'll rush to make another ten or so, and the warehouse will be full so I won't be able to sleep tonight.
Blacksmithing is a very physically demanding job. If you work continuously all day and all night, you will be exhausted.
"If it doesn't work, it won't work. Why are you so fierce?"
Qing Mulan muttered: "We haven't confiscated the apprentice yet. It won't be too late to protect him until Mancang officially becomes his apprentice tomorrow!"
He does not mean that.
As if being struck by lightning, Mancang grabbed Qing Mulan's arm and asked, "What did you just say?"