The beauty is charming and strong, and the cold Buddhist son is deified

Chapter 55: Thousands of tempers
Song Qingwan was so happy that she went crazy and couldn't control herself at all. Of course, she never wanted to restrain her nature and true feelings, especially when the object was a beautiful monk.

The beautiful monk's face turned slightly hot, "Well, pay attention to your image." Didn't she see that her childhood sweetheart next door was scared silly?

"Hehehe, I'm so happy. Let me tell you, Li Minghe, I can make not only horseshoes, but also three-piece sets, five-piece sets, and seven-piece sets of horse harness.

I have seen the war horses of the army that marched triumphantly into the capital, and found that there was nothing on them except a horse head cover and reins.

In this case, firstly, the horses could not be protected and the losses were huge; secondly, it was very costly to train a knight, so the cavalry of the Yuan Dynasty was small and not as strong as that in the northern border.

But if harnesses are used, war horses will be durable, and even ordinary people can learn to ride horses in a very short time, so training cavalry will definitely be twice the result with half the effort."

Song Qingwan still has this confidence, and she can make all those tools. If she has the opportunity, she will definitely be able to raise the military strength of the Yuan Dynasty to another level.

Li Minghe was surprised. He didn't expect Song Qingwan to know so much. If she really did it, then...
"Let's give it a try." It has been a long time since I felt this passionate. Cavalry has always been his goal, the invincible kind.

At this time, Lord Wan just brought the iron and the transferred house deed, and Li Minghe had someone put the iron on his carriage.

The two of them walked out of the Jingji Government Office together, and Hu Jin followed them, one step deep and one step shallow. What happened today, oh no, it should be Song Qingwan who refreshed his cognition and three views.

Song Qingwan got on Li Minghe's carriage, and Hu Jin followed Shengtie and got on another carriage.

In the carriage, Song Qingwan explained to Li Minghe the appearance and function of the harness set.

I didn't expect that in addition to being ambiguous, the two of them could also get along in a very businesslike manner, and this way of getting along makes people feel more secure and comfortable.

Song Qingwan passed by the Song family but did not enter. They went directly to the Hu family. Lao Tietou had already returned and of course sold Song Qingwan's Feng Shui ornaments.

Nowadays, good products will never have to worry about not being able to sell.

But they didn't expect that Song Qingwan would bring home a handsome young man. How could they afford to offend such a person?

There were already quite a few neighbors outside, looking in. When Hu Jin came in, Lao Tietou closed the gate and asked impatiently, "Daya, what are you doing?"

What a big scene! It’s the first time that the Hu family has guards guarding the door.

"Grandpa Hu, this is Li Minghe. We are now making horseshoes, which are horseshoes made of crescent-shaped covers and nails. We need to make them in three sizes, so we'll have to trouble you to take care of it.

This is our first business, the payment is 10,000 taels, of course if we fail we will have to pay 20,000 taels, and time is running out, so we have to start now."

After Song Qingwan finished speaking, she took out charcoal pencils and paper from her small bag and started drawing the blueprint on the spot.

As for the other things, of course, Hu Jin explained them to his grandfather.

After hearing this, Lao Tietou felt that Song Qingwan's method was feasible. He did not think that ten thousand taels was too expensive. If this thing could be really made, its value would be far more than that. This was the power of an old expert.

"I see. Jinzi, ask Mr. Li to sit down and light a fire for me. I'll process the pig iron first."

After Lao Tietou handed the silver note worth one hundred taels to Song Qingwan, he wiped his hands on his clothes and carried a bag of pig iron from the yard into the house.

"Wait a minute, Grandpa, let me see if your furnace needs improvement." The key is to burn the iron furnace, otherwise it will not only waste firewood, but also waste iron materials. The old man never thought that Song Qingwan, a little girl, was really knowledgeable. Maybe she read more books. He was not an inflexible person, otherwise he would not entrust everything of his family to the Song family.

"Okay, come and take a look." He moved Tiequan into the house and turned back to watch Song Qingwan painting. Li Minghe was also watching, but he did not sit down.

Maybe, because he disliked the dirty chairs in the Hu family, Hu Jin became nervous whenever he got close to Mr. Li. He really wanted to ask Song Qingwan and her grandfather how they could be so relaxed?
It didn't take much time to draw the blueprint. After handing the blueprint to Lao Tietou, Song Qingwan went into the house to check out the iron stove. Li Minghe followed closely, not caring at all about the dirt and mess in the house.

"There's a leak here, and that place needs to be raised a little bit. Let's go directly to the river and dig some clay." Song Qingwan said, pointing to two places on the iron furnace.

Her actions were quite puzzling, but Li Minghe just watched quietly without interfering, "I'll have someone do it."

Lao Tietou couldn't understand the impact of these details. Anyway, he had been a blacksmith all his life and had never found anything wrong.

Song Qingwan was very serious. After the guards brought back the yellow mud clay, she repaired the iron stove herself and used the clay to make some crescent-shaped molds.

Lao Tietou processed the raw iron as usual, with the help of Song Qingwan. She was very strong, and the two of them quickly made fine iron. When he wanted to make a horseshoe shape next,

Song Qingwan said that she wanted to melt the refined iron directly. Old Ironhead was shocked, "Daya, do you want to cast it? I'm afraid it won't work because the temperature can't be reached."

Song Qingwan smiled confidently, "So I repaired the furnace, and now it's well sealed. Wait, I'm sure I can melt the iron slurry.

But after the iron parts are cast, Grandpa Hu still needs to polish them.”

After hearing her say this, Lao Tietou went straight to take out the sanding board and waited for polishing.

Song Qingwan is working very hard. Whether she can become rich in the future depends on this battle.

But there is no beauty in working. The sweat from busy work has already wet her hair, and her face and hands have turned black without her noticing.

But like a tireless bee, she is not afraid of difficulties and obstacles and runs towards her goal.

Li Minghe stood aside with his hands behind his back, watching quietly. She was really different from the women nowadays. Whatever Song Qingwan wanted, she would work hard to create it with her own hands. She was independent and self-reliant.

But nowadays, every woman lives a life of luxury. Embroidering and cooking are the most important tasks for girls from ordinary families, right?

Regarding some people's livelihood issues, Li Minghe is in charge of a huge government, so of course he understands them.

Needless to say, girls from wealthy families have always had everything provided for them, and the most important thing they have done is probably to serve their husbands.

These, of course, were what his mother nagged him about, in order to warn him against being fooled by women. However, he was too cautious and has remained single ever since.

And Song Qingwan, even though she was burned by the fire and had blisters, she was determined to become a royal merchant and build iron-blooded cavalry for him. It was hard for such a woman not to attract his attention.

And Li Minghe is also looking forward to how far Song Qingwan can go.
Grow up, only when she becomes stronger, the distance between the two of them can get closer.

The firelight illuminated Song Qingwan's face red, she looked like she was being tempered by thousands of hammers, she was reborn like a phoenix, she was reborn from the ashes, she swam upwards, soared into the sky, and looked down on the dragon.
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