Wizard: I crush the legend with my martial arts

Chapter 59 The cement is burned out
  Mia understands very well that Alphonse now has firm beliefs and strong power of action.

This cannot be changed by acquiring a witchcraft inheritance.

Could he be the magical bard Edson himself? Just occupying Alphonse's body?

I actually think that this person is not bad?

"Mia, when you count the gold coins later, you can also try Baron Aldrich's method of weighing, which is much more convenient." Alphons had no idea that Mia secretly believed that he had been robbed, and was very interested. He said, "In addition, I will teach you a recording method later. This method is much easier to record."

"That bard Edson taught you again?"

"Uh-huh!"

Back in the castle, Mia took the Arabic numerals written by Alphonse and fell into deep thought again.

According to Alphonse, such numbers are indeed simpler and easier to remember. As long as you are familiar with them, accounting is indeed much easier.

But before Mia came to the Cold Wind Territory, she had been to the commercial country of Izmer. Even the people there had never seen them use such simple numbers.

It is possible that this is a type of writing that has never existed.

Could it be ancient writing?

Mia became more and more confused.

But Mia really didn't like the original Alphonse at all.

I still remember what Alphonse said indiscriminately when he went to pick up the drunken and troublemaking Alphonse in a pub, "Who do you think you are? You are just a decorated knight of our family, and you dare to interfere with my affairs. You are just a servant, know your identity clearly!"

He even wanted to do it to himself.

Of course he was the one who got beaten in the end.

This kind of person is extremely ridiculous, just relying on his status as the lord's son to act arrogantly and wantonly in the territory.

Not even respecting his mother.

He is a scumbag if he still speaks harsh words to Mrs. Mary despite showing concern for her.

Now he has completely changed. He knows how to care about his mother, and he has made great efforts for the territory.

He just acted a little more unscrupulously.

Maybe such a person is better?
  Mia thought, completely lost.

Alphonse followed Simon to the outside of the big kiln.

Several days have passed since Baron Aldrich was extorted for sewage bills.

Both kilns have been built.

Father Plancy wanted to take his apprentices to continue building the warehouse, but Alphonse asked them to wait.

If cement can be made, it will certainly be better than mortar.

At this time, several furnaces of bricks had been fired from the brick kiln nearby, and seven or eight civilians were busy outside, mixing mud to make brick embryos.

Thousands of bricks were neatly stacked around it.

Father Plancy and his apprentice were also waiting outside.

Seeing Alphonse arriving, everyone quickly stood up and bowed.

The cement will be fired later because it takes a lot of time for the gold-eating ants to transport their feces out of the nest and then hire people to transport it down the mountain.

Mia bought the accelerant in the city, and Alphonse checked on the flames when he turned on the furnace.

The combustion accelerant produced by the Alchemist's Guild is indeed effective. After adding the combustion accelerant, the flame ignited appears blue, which is a sign that it has reached an extremely high temperature. Of course Alphonse will not squat here, waiting for the cement to be fired, and he will be busy practicing.

You can't get a big top outside the castle, it's too weird, and there's too much interference from the outside world.

Just practicing the innate formless magic skill in their own castle made Mia, Taixi and others think that they were practicing witchcraft. If they practiced it outside, they didn't know how it would be spread.

Now, the flames in the kiln had been burning for four or five hours. The fire went out, and Simon sent soldiers to call Alphonse.

Alphonse stepped on the ashes and walked into the kiln, the heat wave still hitting his face.

The cement raw material formed by the excrement of gold-eating ants has been burned into clinker and is gray-black in color.

Alphonse bowed slightly, and with a thought, a faint black light appeared on his palms.

As soon as he reached out, he dug out a piece of solidified cement clinker.

Simon's face changed drastically as he came in, and he couldn't stop him.

He knew very well that the flames had just extinguished not long ago, and that the pile of mud-like things had been burning for such a long time, and the temperature was definitely very high.

"My lord."

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Alphonse waved his hand.

How could he not know this situation, use the Xuantian Black Gold Palm, and be protected by the true energy, forming a layer of protection. A little high temperature is not a big problem.

With a tight squeeze, the cement clinker in his hand immediately turned into powder, falling from between his fingers.

The cement clinker is burned to a crisp and easily crushed.

It doesn’t look too different from modern cement.

Alphonse patted the ashes on his hands, walked out of the kiln, and ordered Simon who was following him, "When it cools down, have these cement clinkers transported out, and then start burning the next furnace, and then look for Several people crushed the burned cement clinker into powder."

"Yes!" Simon nodded immediately in agreement, but he still had doubts in his heart.

He knew that these things that Alphonse called cement clinker were the droppings of gold-eating ants. Alphonse didn't hide it from him, but he didn't understand why he had to burn it for several hours.

"What's the use of these cements?"

"This is a good thing. It can be used for building houses and building roads." Alphonse replied calmly.

Father Plancy, who was waiting quietly outside the kiln, heard this and couldn't help but be a little surprised, "So this kiln is burning a new type of building material?"

"Yeah." Alphonse nodded, "After grinding it into powder, you need to mix three parts of ash powder with one part of sand, add water, and mix it into cement slurry. Then you can use cement slurry instead of mortar, and use red bricks. Warehouses are being built.”

Father Plancy really didn't understand why the lord would go to the trouble of firing this thing named cement to build a house. If he had to prepare mortar, he would have started work long ago.

But the lord said it, and he couldn't question it. He immediately said, "Lord, leave the job of crushing cement to us."

Anyway, we all have wages, so if we are idle, we will be idle.

Alphonse could tell from the look on Father Plancy's face that he had doubts, but he didn't dare to say it, "I can leave it to you. This cement is much easier to use than mortar. After it dries, it can withstand pressure." The strength is higher, and you don’t have to worry about being corroded by wind, frost, rain, and snow. You’ll understand after you try it.”

Father Plancy nodded repeatedly as if he understood. He hadn't tried it yet, so he couldn't be sure, but the lord's order must be carried out.

Alphonse thought for a moment and then added, "When crushing cement clinker, remember to wear a mask to prevent the dust from being too big and inhaled into the body, which may cause pneumoconiosis."

Father Plancy was stunned, "What is a mask?"

In this other world, have masks not been invented yet?

Alphonse was amazed.

(End of this chapter)