Master of Thermodynamics

Chapter 607: Hand of Flame Cinder

When several people were talking, two black and thin children came over carrying a small wooden basket. The wooden basket was filled with black ice with gray-black luster, and their feet were covered with mud. Sand, the tattered trouser legs have been soaked in sea water.

The boy walking in the front is less than 1.5 meters tall and looks younger than 12 years old.

The little boy behind was younger, just over 1 meter tall. Although most of the weight of the wooden basket was on the other end, it still made him stumble all the way, his face flushed red.

"boom!"

The wooden frame was placed on the ground, and the child walking in front took a few breaths, bowed to the two stewards, and said happily:

"Master Hamilton, Master Jefferson, this is the first basket of black ice that my brother and I carried today..."

The other child seemed to be less courageous, standing behind his elder brother at a loss, dare not say a word.

Jefferson pushed out a floor-standing platform scale and waved to the two children:

"Here, little Martin, little Benoy, you put the wooden basket on it, and I'll weigh it."

The two immediately lifted the wooden basket and placed it on the load-bearing platform of the scale, and then curiously watched Jefferson fiddling with it.

Looking at the raised weighing pole, Jefferson quickly reported the result:

"25 kilograms, the reward is 1 copper nar...Should I keep the account for you, or should I exchange the bill now?"

"Master, I choose to keep accounts." The boy called "Little Martin" became more and more happy, "When today is over, we will exchange the bills together..."

Jefferson opened a ledger, wrote a few "swishes", then turned his head and asked:

"Hey, do you want to drink some hot water? There is hot water in the water dispenser over there, so you can pour it by yourself... Do you know how to use it?"

"Master, I know." Little Martin grinned.

The two jogged to the front of the water dispenser, each took out a clean wooden cup from his pocket, and put it under the faucet seriously.

When Martin was about to touch the valve, he suddenly saw Benoy's eager look on his face. He thought about it, patted his brother Benoy on the shoulder, and motioned to Benoy to turn on the faucet valve.

A look of surprise appeared in Little Beno's eyes for an instant, he wiped his hands vigorously on his clothes, and then carefully stretched out his little hand, and slowly unscrewed the valve.

"Wow!"

The warm water flowed straight down, and the hot water vapor spread out.

"Wow!" This magical scene made the two children exclaimed in excitement, staring at the water stream unblinkingly, and even the sound of hot water falling in the cup made the two of them feel sweet.

After the hot water in the wooden cup was full, Little Benoy closed the valve reluctantly.

The two picked up their wooden cups and sipped them, their two small faces filled with joy and satisfaction.

At this moment, these two little guys are very happy.

This kind of happiness is so simple and pure, and so contagious that George, who has always been with a wooden face, couldn't help showing a knowing smile.

After the two children finished drinking the hot water, Jefferson put down the pen in his hand and waved to the two of them: "I have already remembered...Pour the black ice into the trailer over there."

"Okay, sir."

Little Martin responded loudly, and together with Little Benoy, he strenuously lifted Black Ice to the trailer.

"Hey, Benoy, we move a little bit more today, and try to earn 30 copper nars... After get off work, I go to the store to buy 1 kg of dried salted fish. I heard that the price of dried salted fish has been reduced. It is much cheaper than before. ."

Little Martin kept talking as he walked.

"Well, I remember there is still a little dried seaweed at home, just so mom can cook a can of seaweed salted fish soup... Mom, sister, and you, it's been a long time since I had meat..."

Little Benoy's eyes lit up when he heard it, and his little head was frantic, swallowing saliva constantly in his mouth.

Seeing the two children walking away, Hamilton suddenly asked:

"I think the weighing rod seems to be tilted badly, this basket of black ice should not have 25 kilograms, right?"

"Really not." Jefferson replied, "With the wooden basket, it's only about 24 kilograms. If you remove the wooden basket, it's probably less than 22 kilograms..."

"You..." Hamilton shook his head slightly, but didn't say much.

"Mr. Jefferson, is it because these two kids really need money?" Washington asked, his eyes flashing a few times.

"Yes." Jefferson nodded. "Among the thousands of workers who carry black ice, Martin Jr. and Benoy are the youngest two. Even the wooden baskets they use to carry black ice are the smallest. Wooden baskets, no smaller ones can be found here."

“I’ve specifically inquired before that in the middle of the harvest month, their father went fishing and never came back. Mother was lame and couldn’t work, and there was a younger sister at home... these two little guys. Must go out to work, otherwise the whole family of 4 will definitely starve to death..."

"Among the workers in this mine, are there many people like Martin Jr. and Benoy?" Washington asked again after a moment of silence.

"Very, very much." Jefferson used two "very" in a row. "Let's put it this way, if there is no Black Ice Mine, more than half of the people here will not be able to survive this winter, especially the elderly and children."

Washington sighed and said nothing.

At this time, the workers carrying the black ice came back with wooden baskets one after another, and two long queues quickly appeared in front of the wooden shed.

Hamilton and Jefferson did not bother to greet Washington again, and they began to weigh the wooden baskets and record the weighing results.

Washington and George took the opportunity to leave.

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After walking hundreds of meters, Washington looked back at the busy wooden shed and suddenly made up his mind:

"I plan to go to Chaka Town and meet the God of War... Johnny's suggestion is right. The God of War will definitely become the most important and powerful man in the human world. Appropriately express kindness to this crown, which is beneficial and harmless."

"What?" George was taken aback. "Under the crown, you also hold the supreme power of Profound meaning, the title of'Hand of Flame Cinder', no one in the human world knows... In terms of status, you are by no means inferior to the crown of the **** of war. , Why do you take the initiative to visit the other party?"

"I personally feel that you don't need to do this at all. You just need to send someone to Chaka Town and make an appointment with the God of War to meet somewhere..."

"George, you have followed me for a long time, and I know you are thinking about my reputation." Washington laughed, "But, between the crown and the crown, is it really the same?"

His complexion was whole, and his originally gentle face became extremely majestic.

"Do you think that a general crown can kill the Black Orc Upright? And there is more than one."

"Do you think you can destroy an army of 200,000 black orcs with your own power?"

"Can the general crown make His Majesty Luther IX restless?"

"Under the general crown, can the Star Sea Continent thousands of miles away be feared like a tiger?"

Facing the spiritual coercion of the upright level, the sweat on George's forehead shook down, and he couldn't say a word.

Washington hummed, and said in a deep voice, "I can tell you that, among the 10 people in the human world, no one, including me, can do these things, even none of them."

"Even if you count all the uprights that have appeared in history, I am afraid that the God of War is one of the top powerhouses."

After a pause, Washington said another shocking sentence.

"I personally guess that maybe the crown of the **** of war will be the first to break the barrier of the power of the profound and break through the limit of the ultimate..."

"This...Is this... possible?" George heard it with extreme shock.

"At least he is the most promising..." Washington shrugged.

"So." He slanted his eyes at his followers. "Now, do you still think that it is not worth my personal visit under the crown of the God of War?"

"No." George shook his head decisively, "Under the crown, your wisdom is amazing."