Xianggui

Chapter 144 Persuasion
Ding Xiang’s reason is, “If you want to do it, you have to do the best. Look at Jiulu Weaving and Embroidery Pavilion. You invest a lot in the early stage, and you earn a lot later. Even people from the capital and the south of the Yangtze River come to buy goods. Baotie will do it in the future. Well, the ironware produced will be sold all over the country, and more people will be recruited to expand the scale..."

Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao's blood boiled when Ding Xiang looked forward to the future.They didn't dare to think about such a good thing, but they were happy in their hearts. Twenty mu of wasteland was only 50 taels of silver, so they readily agreed.

Covering an area of ​​more than [-] mu, it can be regarded as a medium-sized enterprise.

Ding Xiang was just satisfied.

The foundry was extremely messy and messy.Casting is dirty work, but the mess is uncomfortable.

Ding Xiang wrinkled her nose and said, "Look at this place, if his family is not ruined, whoever's will be. It's like the grandpa's house. It's dirty, messy and not cleaned up. It's not as easy as our family and the third grandpa's house."

The most simple language contains profound philosophy.

Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao thought so.

Several people stopped and went, planning how to renovate and expand "Bao Tie".

Ding Xiang worked in a steel company in her previous life, and occasionally went to the workshop to handle errands. She recalled the scene at that time and offered suggestions.

When I came to a large room, there were many large barrels with a mouth on the edge of the barrels.

Ding Xiang knew that these barrel-like containers were called ladles in previous lives, and they were specially used to hold boiled molten iron.It is built with refractory bricks, and a layer of refractory mud is pasted on the outside.

Ding Zhao said that these were ladles, which were used to cast ironware.

This life is also called ladle.

Ding Xiang's expression became exaggerated, her eyes were wide open, her small mouth was half-opened, looking incredible.

Ding Zhuang asked in surprise, "What's wrong with Xiangxiang, what's the matter?"

Ding Xiang glanced at the craftsman next to her, shook her head and said, "It's nothing."

Both Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao could see how insincere what Ding Xiang said, and they thought about something to say when they went home.

Unknowingly, at noon, Shitou and Liangzi went to the town to buy some food and wine, and they continued to discuss after eating.

Ding Xiang suggested, "Jiulu Weaving and Embroidery Pavilion invests a lot and earns more. Baotie is finished, and it is more profitable than the Weaving and Embroidery Pavilion. Don't feel bad about money, you must spend what should be spent."

In two months, Zhixiu Pavilion made a net profit of more than 3000 taels of silver, which is considered to be making a lot of money every day.The ability to earn so much is mainly due to the accumulation in the early stage and the novelty of deduction.

With other families making buckles, the income of Weaving and Embroidery Pavilion will definitely be greatly reduced.But the reputation has already been established, and the business can still be better than other embroidery workshops.

Ding Zhuang and his son like iron lumps, and they are willing to spend money in them.

At the end of the hour, Ding Zhuang carried Ding Xiang, who was asleep, into the mule cart to go home.

After dinner, Ding Xiang had a secret conversation with Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao.

She took out the piece of rare crystal soil and said, "Grandpa, Dad, I always feel that Feifei took me to the rare crystal soil, which has a deep meaning. It's like it brought our red apple in its mouth and attracted me to Jitoufeng , where I found Ganoderma lucidum and Mizhixiang, which saved my grandfather’s life and made our family rich.”

Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao nodded.It was indeed Feifei who brought the red apples home, and then attracted Xiangxiang to them.

Ding Zhao asked, "What do you mean girl?"

Ding Xiang said, "I think about the benefits of this piece of soil every day, and why Feifei took me there. I think about it every day, and dream about it at night. One day I really dreamed of rare crystal soil."

Ding Zhuang was very surprised, "What did Xiangxiang dream about?"

Ding Xiang said, "I dreamed of a vat with a mouth covered in mud, a bit like the ladles seen in foundries today. There is a small pit surrounded by mud at the bottom of the vat, and these A rare crystal earth, covered with a thin iron sheet.

"When the bright red molten iron is poured in, the molten iron inside explodes immediately, which is as beautiful as fireworks during the New Year. After it calms down, it is poured into molds to form things of different shapes... Later, these things are put into the kiln Furnace, heat until cherry red, then turn off the heat, and wait until the thing is dark brown before pulling it out."

She can't say that molten iron and rare earth have a spheroidizing reaction, and the cooled iron structure becomes nodular cast iron, and then annealing heat treatment is carried out to further optimize the matrix structure of nodular iron.

Ding Xiang's eyes were full of confusion, "I have dreamed twice, and the scenes in the two dreams are exactly the same. It's strange."

Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao looked at each other.They all remembered that when Xiangxiang was more than one year old, she dreamed that Hao Shi stabbed her with a needle, and later Hao Shi really put the needle on her body.

Ding Zhuang felt that this dream must have been entrusted to Xiangxiang by An An, and it must be accurate.

Ding Zhao felt that this dream must have been entrusted to Xiangxiang by his mother and second aunt, and it must be true.

Both of them looked serious.

Ding Xiang said again, "I just thought about it. When I thought of Grandpa saying that the rare crystal soil was added in the kiln to increase the hardness, would adding rare crystal soil to the molten iron also increase the hardness? Why does the color of the molten iron change? I can't even think about it... I have a headache thinking about it, so I dare not think about it anymore."

When it comes to the back, the mouth is pouted.

Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao's eyes lit up.

Yes, adding rare crystal earth to ceramics can increase hardness, and adding rare crystal earth to molten iron may also increase hardness.As for why ironware changes color, there is always a reason.

Ding Zhuang said again, "Xiangxiang say it again."

Ding Xiang thought about it and said it again.

Ding Zhao was still afraid of forgetting, so he took out a paper and wrote it down.

Ding Zhuang picked up Ding Xiang and said, "Good granddaughter, don't think about it when you have a headache. Leave this matter to grandpa and father." Then he said to Ding Zhao, "You can deal with the expansion of the workshop and the relocation of the iron shop." Do it, I will lead people to cast ironware with rare crystal earth added. Don't be afraid to spend more money, if this is done, our ironware will definitely sell well."

Ding Zhao said with a smile, "It's not just that ironware can sell well, maybe it can be used for a long time."

His face was flushed with excitement, and even his nose was a little red.When the ironware is ready, it is not only the agricultural tools and knives for civilian use, but also has too many uses.

Ding Xiang happily held Ding Zhuang's big black face and gave a "baji".Grandpa is a top craftsman. Although he is not a foundry craftsman, he has worked with ironware all his life and has the spirit of research. He will definitely succeed in trial production.

Daddy is right, it takes thousands of years to make a good iron tool.

When ductile iron was produced and the quality of civilian knives and agricultural tools produced by "Bao Tie" was greatly improved, it was proposed to improve firearms and cold weapons, and then find a way to make steel.

The next day, Ding Zhuang took Li Maigao and the old scalper into the mountains, stayed at Grandpa Zhang's house for one night, and came back in the afternoon of the next day.He and Li Maigao each carried a basket of rare crystal earth, and the old scalper carried four large baskets.

I also agreed with Grandpa Zhang that I would spend money to find someone to carry five baskets of rare crystal soil every ten days.

Afterwards, Ding Zhuang often chatted with craftsmen who knew about casting, and even went to Wan's foundry a hundred miles away to hire a craftsman with a high salary.

The high-end iron research team was formally established.

(End of this chapter)