Daqin: After marrying a vegetative princess, I went crazy with joy

Chapter 67 Iron turns into water, isn't it good?

A moment later, under the leadership of Fusu, the crowd came to the river behind the mountain.

Looking at the towering stove in front of him, Li Si asked with surprise on his face.

"Is this a smelting furnace?"

"Yup!"

Turning to look at the silver-gray lumpy objects piled aside, Li Si asked again.

"Then what are these?"

"These are cokes made from stone nirvana... By the way, father, I'm afraid we will need a lot of stone nirvana in the future. I wonder if there is any stone nirvana mine in our family?"

Wang Jian and Li Si were stunned when they heard his words.

I won’t talk about flattering, even our family has been sorted out.

Otherwise, don't repair the city wall, and use your shame to block it, the effect will probably be better!
Ying Zheng didn't care about his words, "Go to Sima Chang as much as you need, and let him send it to you."

"Thank you, Father!"

While saying thanks, I muttered in my heart.

Isn't Sima Chang a salt official?When did the salt official still care about Shi Nie?
Seeing them coming, the people in Junfang hurriedly bowed to see them.

After complimenting everyone, Ying Zheng asked Liu Bai to start smelting iron.

He had been looking forward to this new iron for a long time.

Several people sat at a stone table not far away, and the servants served tea and waited while drinking.

Liu Bai put the iron ore into the furnace and told everyone.

"You guys, pull the bellows hard, don't be lazy!"

Everyone said, His Majesty is here, who would dare to be lazy?
Pulling the bellows vigorously, the blue flame gradually rose.

Heizi, who was watching from the side, was a little anxious, and asked through gritted teeth.

"My son-in-law, didn't you say last time that the first furnace of iron should be smelted by me?"

"Yeah, it's not time yet! Prepare the molds I told you to make earlier, and wait!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Bai walked slowly to the stone table, poured a glass of water and drank it down.

Wang Jian couldn't hold back anymore, he cupped his fists and said.

"Your Majesty, the old minister wants to go and have a look, and I hope you will allow me."

Ying Zheng waved his hand, "The old general doesn't need to be too polite, just do whatever you want!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Naturally, he couldn't see what was going on inside the blast furnace.

But he could see the mold that Heizi made!

I took a closer look at one, and the shape should be a horseshoe, and the one next to it should be a stirrup...

Hey, what is the semicircle for?
Looking at the neatly placed molds of knives, swords, daggers, etc., Wang Jian fell into deep thought.

As he was often in the army, he naturally knew that it would take an old blacksmith two or three days at the fastest to make a single weapon, and he had to be a very skilled craftsman.

For the size of weapons, there are strict requirements.

After the building is completed, the name of the craftsman needs to be engraved, in case something goes wrong, it will be easy to find and pursue responsibility in the future.

If the method of the son-in-law's mold is feasible, it will be much simpler.

but……

After thinking for a long time, the old Wang didn't understand.

How to put iron ore the size of a fist into this mold?

Not only must it be put in, but it must also follow the shape of the mold. This is iron, not water, how can it be possible?

Wang Jian, perplexed, looked up at Heizi.

"Let me ask you, did the son-in-law say how the iron was put into the mold?"

Heizi froze for a moment, staring blankly at the mold in his hand.

That's right, how do you put it in?

"Reporting to the general, the son-in-law and the son-in-law didn't say anything!"

Waving his hand, Wang Jian didn't ask any more questions, and signaled him to get busy.

Looking at the mold again, he suddenly remembered a conversation between His Majesty and him.

At that time, he was supervising the production of horseshoes, just like the iron swords made in the past, they would break with a little force.

While thinking about a way to break through, His Majesty sent someone to stop him and summon him into the palace.

When he asked the reason, His Majesty directly threw him a brocade silk.

The new art of ironmaking is detailed above.

Among them, he remembered very clearly that this method can melt iron into liquid.

I still remember that His Majesty asked him at that time, "Does the old general think it is credible?"

At that time, he didn't answer, but looking at this posture now, it is probably believable.

Looking back at the few people who were talking happily, Wang Jian thought to himself.

It seems that His Majesty came here today to see if the iron can be turned into molten iron!

……

While everyone was waiting, Yuhuatian came to report, and Hu Hai passed out.

Liu Bai secretly thought it was bad, and stole a glance at Ying Zheng, seeing that his expression hadn't changed, so he was relieved.

Shaking his head pretentiously, he sighed.

"Oh, the eighteenth son's body is too weak. He fainted after running for a few times. You need to practice more in the future! Send him back home first!"

Before Yuhuatian could agree, Ying Zheng spoke.

"Don't send him back to the residence. Let him live on the mountain in the future. Except for Xiumu, he is not allowed to go down the mountain."

Liu Bai was a little surprised.

How did Hu Hai offend you for being old?Actually threw him directly on the mountain.

"Yes, my son obeys!"

Seeing this, Yu Huatian flew away, found a room for Hu Hai, and ordered someone to carry him in.

A small episode did not affect everyone's mood at all.

An hour later, Liu Bai said 'It's done'.

Ying Zheng and the others hurriedly got up and walked towards the blast furnace.

When he was two feet away from the blast furnace, he was stopped by Liu Bai.

"Father, you can just watch here, this distance can not only see clearly, but also is safer!"

Several people nodded and stopped, watching Liu Bai walk towards the blast furnace.

After pulling a rocker, the furnace cover opened, and light yellow molten iron flowed out along the outlet.

There was a small iron bucket under it, and when it was full, he called Heizi.

"Quickly, pour evenly on the mould!"

Holding the long handle on the small iron bucket with both hands, Heizi hurriedly poured it into the mould.

His master Zhao Qiu stared at him nervously, afraid that he might accidentally make a mistake.

One mold after another, after the molten iron is used up, go back to pick it up.

After a while, all the molds on site were filled.

Zhao Qiu and Heizi cooperated tacitly, he poured one and Zhao Qiugai the other.

Although Wang Jian and others on the side have not seen the finished product, they are already stunned by everything in front of them.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the son-in-law, he, he, he burned iron into molten iron..."

The imaginative Li Si never imagined that iron could really turn into water.

In his opinion, this matter is beyond common sense.

Wang Jian stroked his beard, now he was only concerned about whether the horseshoe and stirrup could be made well.

As the lord of a country, Ying Zheng had too much to think about.

Iron can turn water, so the production efficiency of weapons must be greatly improved.

Daqin already has the world's top skilled craftsmen, and with this new method of smelting iron, it is like a miracle.

In this way, it is only a matter of time before the Huns are taken down.

If the world is really as the son-in-law said, it is not only as big as what you see in front of you...

Rubbing his sleeves, Ying Zheng seemed to be responding to Li Si, but also seemed to be asking him.

"Turn into molten iron, isn't it good?"

Li Si thought to himself, it's naturally good.

Just about to answer, when I looked up, I was shocked on the spot.

At this moment, Ying Zheng looked calm.

In the eyes looking at the world with disdain, there seems to be stars flowing.

All over the body, exuding an aura of giving up.

This momentum is so similar to when it swept the six countries back then!
Lowering his head, Li Si thought to himself.

Huns, I'm afraid they won't last long in this world...

(End of this chapter)