The days when my female colleague and I survived in the wilderness

I don't understand this kind of technology at all, after all, this is not what I am good at.

And Yang Rui, who has always been very excited, is silent now. I think maybe Yang Rui doesn't know how to practice iron at all.

But in this situation, we have found this rough iron stone. If we can't turn it into a tool, then our troubles these days will be in vain.

Everyone was frowning, and finally I thought that this ironmaking is nothing more than the effect of high temperature.

It should be fine as long as it is burned.

So we processed the clay kiln again, and sealed almost all the places that could leak, leaving only one opening, and then put all the iron blocks in the clay pot that we had burned before. , we have been guarding outside.

Because we didn't know the time, we set five hours.

For five hours, at this stage, I really had a very difficult time.

But I knew success or failure depended on one action, Wang Ping and Chen Jian didn't have the heart to do anything else, they followed me and stayed by the kiln.

Bai Wei and the others found some dry branches in the nearby woods again.

At night, Wang Xiaoxiao and the others made a special effort to clean up the ones we caught earlier and stew a big pot of soup.

After the meal, the time finally came. We took out the clay pot and found that the rough iron blocks in it finally showed some signs of melting, but there was still something missing.

Chen Jian had a terrible headache, frowned, and kept circling beside me.

"Brother Sihai, what's going on? Why doesn't this thing melt?"

Wang Ping also scratched his hair: "I haven't touched this thing before, but I don't think this iron making can be so simple, just throw the original into it, and it will melt by itself? Will it need to be re-smelted?" Add something else?"

I have a splitting headache because I really don't understand anything about this.

At this time, there is no way to obtain evidence at all.

But at this moment a foreigner with a big beard came over, looked at us and said something babbled, I couldn't understand, so he called **helping to translate** and said, the bearded man told us that this is indeed To add something, but what needs to be added is lime powder.

But where is there any lime powder in this place?

And I think if it was in ancient times, there would be no lime powder at that time, right?

After thinking about it, I think it may be because we don't have enough time, or the temperature inside is not enough.

I looked at Wang Ping: "Go, bring all the dry firewood we had before, I still don't believe that these iron lumps can never be melted into iron slurry?"

Wang Ping nodded, followed by Chen Jian and brought almost all of our dry firewood, and then continued to add firewood.

After waiting for more than three hours, it was already dark, Wang Ping was a little sleepy, and Chen Jian had already gone back to accompany Liu Jiaojiao and Miracle.

Watching the moon rise and the snowflakes starting to fall outside again, I took a deep breath and patted Wang Ping: "Let's open it up and see what's inside."

Wang Ping nodded. When we took out the clay stove, I couldn't help but be delighted, because it had always been lumpy, but now it finally melted, and it was all fiery red.

Wang Ping was very excited. After taking it out, he poured it directly on the stone wall beside him. The molten iron formed a shape along the stone wall. Wang Ping was even more excited and couldn't help crying out.

"Four Seas! Are we done?"

I nodded, but it was still because the temperature was not high enough.

Looking at it now, this does require a high temperature, but if you think about it this way, you need more dry wood.

In addition to finding these iron ores, we also need to collect more firewood.

The days to come are likely to be even busier.

Sure enough, for the next twenty days or so, we had no time to rest at all. Except for taking turns guarding the camp, almost all the rest of the people went out to search for dry firewood and iron ore.

Fortunately, with our unremitting efforts, we finally made a long knife.

Although the shape of this knife is rather weird, it is still very sharp after cutting the blade.

Wang Ping took the knife and turned it around in front of my eyes happily. He waved his hand and chopped down the tree trunk next to him.

The tree trunk snapped, and people around me cheered at the same time. Bai Wei was so happy that he kept circling beside me.

"Zhao Sihai, can you give me a long gun? I used to like Zhao Zilong the most. I thought it was cool for him to hold a gun. This long gun is practical and can protect itself! Is that okay?"

It's been a long time since Bai Wei smiled like this with me, and I'm in a particularly good mood now, so I nodded without hesitation.

Next, our ironmaking technology began to gradually become more perfect.

At the beginning, it was all pig iron, but it gradually became stronger through forging, and it has begun to be tempered, but no matter what, there is no way to turn it into mature iron.

Speaking of it, it is because our craftsmanship is too crude, but with these things, it is finally much better than before.

Wang Ping and I also made a big pot. This time we finally didn’t need those clay pots, and this big iron pot was enough for all the people to make a meal.

These female colleagues can finally relax.

And the ones we kept in the warehouse where we ate before.The spiders also picked up a lot of silk, all of which were carefully put away by Xiao Qiang and the others. Wang Xiaoxiao knew how to knit a sweater, and used the spider silk to make a small dress.

After putting Miracle on, it actually fits really well, and it is very soft and not easy to break.

The only troublesome thing is that the number of this kind of spiders is too small. After finding these, there will be no others.

Moreover, these spiders are resistant to cold and heat, and they are easy to survive, but they cannot reproduce. Otherwise, we will basically solve the problem of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Not long after it stopped, there was not much dry firewood left, and the air leakage in the house became more and more obvious.

Because these wooden gaps can't block the cold wind after all, I finally decided to take the big guys out to find the kind of mud that can be burned into a mud stove.

More than a month has passed like this, and the days are flying fast, but the snow outside shows no sign of stopping at all.

Chen Jian had nothing to do, so he picked up the leaves that we could use to soak in water before, and stir-fried them in an iron pot. A burst of fragrance came out, and the taste was really no worse than tea after being boiled in the pot.

That afternoon, we were sitting and chatting in the warehouse where we were eating, but there was a sudden commotion outside. I ran out of the warehouse door and saw heavy snow falling outside, and a large herd of wild boars ran out of the woods like crazy. Skip our camp and leave without looking back to see them running for their lives!

But after these wild boars ran past, there were no other animals in the woods, so what are these wild boars afraid of?