Dajin picked up a god of war

Chapter 551
Forging is definitely not such a simple thing. The so-called "thousands of tempering" refers to the process of refining real gold with fire.

The group steel forged by Master Wei and the others is not completely useless. After further processing and forging, the group steel can be made into real steel.

However, because of technical limitations, this process is quite complicated and tormenting.

Taking advantage of the heat of the group steel, it was necessary to beat it several times, and then take it to be weighed.

"Where's the steelyard?"

"Bring a steelyard!"

This task of tempering is not difficult for blacksmiths. It is completely repetitive work and has no technical content.

Steelyard?

What do you want that thing for?
The craftsmen onlookers panicked immediately, clamoring for their own ideas, but the commander Pu Chao was still a bit brainy.

Immediately called the craftsman who made gold and silverware to his side: "Don't you have a steelyard in your workshop?"

"Hurry up and get one!"

Pusmith is right!

How could I forget about this!
The most equipped workshops, such as steel scales, are the ones that make gold and silverware.There is no other reason. Gold and silverware are generally very expensive and exquisite in workmanship. One, two, two, one centimeter and one centimeter must be measured clearly, and nothing can be wrong.

Therefore, the steel scales in the gold and silver workshops are the most complete, and there are various sizes.

The craftsman was also doing his job properly, and soon he brought all the steelyards in the workshop, big or small, you can choose.

Wang Mi picked a medium size and began to weigh the iron block that had been tempered once.

"Eighty two or three cents a pound."

"Master Wei, record it."

Although Master Wei is a craftsman, he still lives in the imperial court no matter what, so he won't be ignorant of one big character.

In addition to their own names, such as the weights and measures, era names and other words that the craftsmen must master, they can both recognize and write, and they can't help it.

"Come on, Master Wei, fight again."

Still fighting?

What else is there to fight?

These are already wrought iron, and nothing can be beaten.

Wei Ning'er probably knew the intention of Wang Mi's instructions, although, with their knowledge level, they wouldn't understand what other elements were in iron ore.

However, skilled craftsmen also understand that the iron material dug out of the soil contains a lot of impurities.What these impurities are, the craftsmen can't explain clearly, but they understand that these impurities must be removed as much as possible, so that the iron material produced will be purer and of better quality.

So, Wang Mi gave instructions, and the craftsmen followed them honestly, without any complaints.

"One pound and two taels."

"Very good, do it again." Wang Mi put down the steel scale and announced generously that the craftsmen were helpless.

When will he be satisfied?

"One pound!"

Wang Mi's face gradually showed a satisfied look, he was getting more and more happy, but the craftsmen were getting more and more tired.

The small hammer kept beating the iron lumps that were too small to be any smaller.

"Eight two!"

Very good!
Getting closer!

The scene became more and more lively, the blacksmith workshop was crowded with people, and more and more craftsmen flocked here from other workshops.

Crowds are a sign of hope!
Where there is something new, where there is a new technology, there will be the most crowds!

People's eyes gradually focused on the blacksmith workshop, no matter what errand they were originally engaged in, and regardless of their skills, now in the workshop, the focus of all craftsmen, large and small, has become one.

That is, the new steel is finally about to appear!
This young man in a girdle, sweating profusely, the son of the famous Langya Wang clan, and the most popular servant in the court, actually stood like this in the blacksmith's shop. If their technical movements were slightly out of shape, he would immediately stop them and make adjustments.

I don't know if he really knows how to do it, or if he pretends to be.

During the operation, Pu Chao had been standing in front of the forging table and watched carefully, never leaving for a moment.

At first, he was on guard, lest Wang Mi suddenly come up with a bad trick and cause some trouble.

But now, Puchao has fully fallen into curiosity about new things.

"Amazing!"

"It can be so small!"

Seeing that the size of the iron block is getting smaller and smaller, and the color is getting brighter and brighter, although Pu Chao has not yet figured out what is in the middle, it is obvious that after Wang Mi's guidance, the re-created steel block can be seen by the naked eye. It can be seen that the quality is going up.

"Wang Shilang, how is it, it's okay now."

In Pu Chao's view, the iron block was too small to be any smaller, and the color was clear and translucent, with a slight tinge of blue and black. It can be concluded that if it was used to create a treasured knife, it must be cold and daunting!
On the battlefield, if the enemy sees such a steel knife, I am afraid they will not dare to get close!

"A little bit!"

"Just a little bit!"

"Brothers, do it again!"

In Wang Mi's eyes, the blazing fire was burning, it was the light of fire, it was the passion that ignited the technology tree!
As Wang Mi and Pu Chao gradually showed their satisfied expressions, the craftsmen who had no enthusiasm finally began to regain their consciousness.

Their movements are more crisp, powerful, and repetitive, making all the craftsmen sweaty.

They didn't care anymore, all their shirts were thrown aside, and the sweat fell all the way from their sturdy muscles and dripped onto the red-hot iron, which instantly generated a burst of heat and evaporated away.

The scene of labor is the most beautiful scene.

At this moment, Wang Micai really had a deep sympathy for this sentence.

After another wave of iron strikes, the iron block has become extremely small, and even the medium-sized steelyard scale can no longer be used, so it can only be replaced with a small-sized one.

"Seven or two!"

"Seven or two!"

"Seven or two!"

After the same number was reported three times, the markings on the scale rod remained motionless, and Wang Mi shouted, "It's done!"

"It's finally done!"

In fact, as early as the first time I shouted out seven taels of eight money, it was already done.

The iron block, which was still glowing with a little bit of impurities, turned blue-black in front of people's eyes.

More and more translucent, more and more positive color.

This is the qualified steel Wang Mi dreamed of, capable of making handguns!
However, he wasn't sure yet.

According to historical records and the principles of modern technology, the evolution of Tuan Steel into a real steel must reach a very low carbon content, and the quality of the iron block must be continuously reduced until it can no longer be reduced.

From the beginning, it can be seen that the quality of the iron block has not changed much.

However, what Wang Mi needs is steel!
High quality, the kind of good steel that can make handguns, absolutely can't make do with it.

(End of this chapter)