Ye Muyu took a closer look and finally confirmed the reason.
"Young General, look." Ye Muyu pointed at a few places on the iron horseshoes. "The iron here isn't polished, so the horses are injured."
"Also, there are some problems with the structure of these iron horseshoes in these few positions. I remember that I gave samples of iron horseshoes in our house to Big Brother in the past." Ye Muyu asked.
Shen Qin touched his nose hesitantly. "I think... a blacksmith from the grasslands said that it could be improved."
Ye Muyu fell silent. The iron horseshoes she made were the perfect ones from the future, but the iron horseshoes on the grassland were in the early and middle stages of development. There was a gap between the two.
