"Grandma, I'm back. Tongtong missed you so much."
The old lady hugged her granddaughter in her arms, tears streaming down her face with excitement.
"It's good to be back, it's good to be back."
"Hurry, come inside, you're freezing!"
"Grandma, I'm not cold."
"Mother, Grandfather, are you all okay?"
Jun Shutong was surrounded by his family and entered the house. The house was warm, probably because there was enough charcoal burning.
Clean clothes had already been prepared. Jun Shutong quickly washed up and changed into the cotton-padded clothes made by Yi herself before going to have dinner with his family.
At the dinner table, Jun Shutong's bowl was already piled high with food, but even so, the family was still putting food into her bowl.
The family had this meal until very late.
In the conference room, everyone found a comfortable position, with various teas and snacks placed in front of them, listening to Jun Shutong talk about everything that happened in the past year.
It was not until the second half of the night that the family left reluctantly.
In Yi's room, Jun Wansheng was sent to another room, and the mother and daughter were lying on the bed talking.
Jun Shutong hugged Yi's arm and said coquettishly: "Mother, I have almost finished preparing for the iron mine."
"But I don't want to use the current method of refining. It's too slow and inefficient. I want to make a batch of instruments myself first, and then use these machines to refine and extract."
Yi didn't ask why. She patted her daughter's hand and said softly, "Okay, I'll do as you say. I won't object to anything you say."
In Yi's mind, since her daughter brought it up, she must have already thought of everything, and she just needed to nod in support.
She prepares whatever her daughter needs and makes sure there are no logistical problems.
"Thank you, mother. You are so kind."
"Mother, I want you to help me find a few dwarf masters, who must be proficient in casting."
Yi was surprised: "You want to bring the dwarves into your camp?"
Jun Shutong smiled and said, "Not entirely. The main consideration is that dwarves are proficient in casting skills. They have thousands of years of rich experience and are passionate about the casting industry and are good at studying. I believe they will be interested in the drawings I have."
"You even drew the blueprints?"
Jun Shutong nodded, indicating that he had all the blueprints and now only lacked a foundry technician.
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