Hmm—
The yakman's nostrils emitted a deep sound, and together with Luo De, they pressed the iron plate with a creaking noise.
"Bain, let go!"
Luo De ordered, and the yakman quickly backed away.
Luo De hurriedly bent down to shake the ratchet, slightly raising the mold to lock it in place.
Bain pulled the iron chain beside him sharply, and the upper mold slowly rose, revealing the pressed iron plate.
Luo De swiftly clamped the pressed iron plate and tossed it into a bucket.
"Ssss!"
White steam rose, and the iron plate emitted a low hum.
Luo De let out a long breath and instructed Hammer and Bain, "Raise the mold up."
"Yes, my lord."
Hammer followed Luo De's instructions, shook the ratchet to raise the mold, and then refixed it.
The blacksmiths around tiptoed and held their breath, their eyes wide open like brass bells, staring closely at the iron plate in the bucket.
Luo De didn't keep them waiting too long and clamped out the cooled iron plate to show everyone.
