Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 38
When I was a child, I kept a set of [-] whys in a leather version at home, and it came in handy at this time. Early the next morning, I tried to recall it for half the night. The next day, Wang Hou tossed the cobbler and carpenter in the house again. , which can be regarded as adding the last missing part.

bellows.

A large box was disassembled, two pull rods were inserted, and a piece of large cowhide was pasted inside, and the thing was ready. The completed iron-making furnace was opened with a hole, and a ventilation channel was built with bricks and cement. Regardless of whether the cement is dry or not, Wang Hou can't wait to order the furnace to start refining iron ore.

Those big coals that had just been dry-burned for a day yesterday came in handy. The big coals that had become dirty were moved to the stove one by one under Wang Hou's yelling. The ore was also thrown in, and then lime was sprinkled in as a reaction medium, but before Wang Hou gave the order to ignite the fire with great interest, he kept pinching his chin and frowning as he watched the blacksmith's head sent by Mr. Cao's order. Suddenly, he clasped his fist heavily on the side.

"Patriarch wait a minute!"

"Oh?"

His eyes fell on the muscles that had been formed on this guy's face from years of hard work, and Wang Hou asked in astonishment.

Obviously a little nervous. After all, even a petty official like Wang Hou has a far different status from him as a house slave, but this guy has a good craftsman spirit, so he still clasped his fists and asked.

"I don't know if the master opened the furnace to make farm tools or weapons? If it is to make farm tools, charcoal refining is enough, but if it is to make weapons, the villain has used coal to refine many batches, and every time it is too brittle. Please Patriarch Mingjian."

This guy knows a lot. After giving him a high look, Wang Hou smiled casually and said, "It's okay, just make some farm tools."

Obviously showing some disappointment, but the muscular blacksmith didn't say much, and bowed back with fists folded.

This time it wasn't the briquettes that ignited, but the red-hot, high-quality charcoal lumps that were thrown in. Even so, it took a long time to ignite, but when the fire came together, the advantages of coal were fully displayed, and the hot temperature was blazing. All of a sudden, it came out along the mouth of the furnace. The charcoal fire can reach a thousand degrees at most, but the coal fire can reach more than two thousand degrees. A piece of iron ore of uneven quality cracked rapidly and scattered crackling.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Gufeng!!!"

Let's say that the leaders are always swearing at others!Without eyesight, Wang Hou shouted speechlessly when he saw Wang Ganzi standing there and watching, but this sentence made them even more at a loss. In desperation, Wang Hou personally grabbed the simple bellows handle and wheezed The inside is full of strong winds, and the sufficient amount of offerings goes in, and the already strong flames are steaming up. People who are hot can't even stand at the mouth of the furnace, and those who are forced can only retreat.

Seeing Wang Hou pushing the bellows profusely, the blacksmith's head, whose face was full of muscles just now, was a sight to behold. He followed with two strides, and also took the second blast furnace and pushed it inward. Once again, the fire was bright. At this moment, Wang Ganzi just woke up like a dream, and took over the bellows pusher in Wang Hou's hand. The two blast furnaces were blazing together, and Wang Hou could finally take a step back.

He pinched his chin and stroked the mustache that had grown so hard. Looking at the black smoke from the blast furnace in front of him, Wang Hou's eyes glowed golden again, and he kept rubbing his hands together.

The fuel is not good, the head office of steel products, right?The days of eating steamed buns and throwing away ones, and drinking bowls of soy milk all depend on this iron lump!

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Initially, this furnace needs two processes for ironmaking. The first step is the block smelting method. After the first furnace was fired for several hours, the non-metallic stones almost collapsed in the blazing heat. Pull out the hot ashes, Under the anoxic burning of coal, a large amount of carbon monoxide is produced to reduce the iron element in the iron ore, and the irregular pieces of pig iron with slag on the outside have appeared in the slag ash in large and small sizes.

At first, he thought nothing of pulling out iron from the slag ash, but two pieces of pig iron, which were still hot to the touch, collided with each other twice, and the blacksmith head, whose face was full of muscles, immediately showed surprise on his face, holding the seductive pig iron in his hands inconceivably. After looking at the pieces for a long time, they suddenly went crazy, and threw them into the basket one by one in a hurry.

At the same time in the west, at this time, charcoal was still used to burn the sponge iron full of honeycomb pores and impurities at a low temperature of less than 300 degrees, and then the sponge iron was hammered repeatedly with a blacksmith's hammer to remove the impurities. The processing of ironware is indeed a rising star. After the Renaissance, in just two or three hundred years, the evolution of smelting technology from the Han Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty in 2000 was completed, and industrialization was completed shortly thereafter, completely surpassing the East.

Fortunately, now that there is Wang Hou, the smelting industry of the Han Dynasty has been improved accordingly.

Let the blast furnace start to cool down, and Wang Hou, who got a pile of pig iron, was not busy continuing to smelt the iron. Instead, he directed the workers to continue to get busy, taking advantage of the current heat of the blast furnace to roast the frozen soil around it, He, the old man, turned to the shovel himself, and hastily dug two square grooves two meters long, wide and half a meter deep next to the two blast furnaces.

The bottom of the pit was completely leveled, but Wang Hou was still not satisfied, so he asked someone to move the bricks and build a layer of cement on top, just like two small swimming pools. Only then was he satisfied.

But after all this was done, it was getting dark, and the cement would have to dry for a while. After the coal stove was lit nearby, the day would come to an end.

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Later generations, Wang Hou, who didn’t sleep until the early hours of the morning, had no mobile phone, no computer, and no TV set at the end of the Han Dynasty. He was forced to quit Internet addiction, and developed a habit of going to bed early and getting up early, and finished eating at five o’clock. Strolling around, I went to sleep when it was completely dark around six o'clock, and it was only after five o'clock in the morning of the next day, and I was already full of sleep and got up.

But there is someone who is more active than him. In the early morning, Wang Ganzi, who was still yawning, waited for a dozen strong men in the mansion. When they arrived at the iron furnace at the end of this coal mining area, the muscular blacksmith's head had already arrived there. With his jaw down and his brows furrowed, he could not stop studying the two gourd-like blast furnaces. He was fascinated by it, until Wang Hou patted him hard from behind, and then he woke up.

"Ah! The villain pays homage to the Patriarch!"

"What's your name?"

They are all his own employees, and they don’t even know their names. Wang Hou is also a little embarrassed. Fortunately, he is a master, so he is reasonable. He pretends to be thirteen and puts his hands on his back. He waved there, regardless of how tall this blacksmith is 1.8 meters, he had to clap his fists in a hurry, and replied respectfully: "Master Hui, the villain Pu..., the villain Wang Yuan, the ancestral home of Shu County Gong..."

"Okay, Wang Yuan, get ready to start work!"

Where is the name of the ancient place he mentioned, Wang Hou couldn't match it, so he simply swung his sleeves again, turned around and went to the stove mouth again.This hand, the big blacksmith with a thick face was almost choked to death, his face was full of embarrassment, but when he turned around and looked at the cool blast furnace in the morning light, there appeared in his pupils Here comes the frenzy.

Half of the pig iron smelted yesterday was taken out and put into the blast furnace together with almost sponge iron, but this time it was more than doubled the amount of roasted black coal and reducing agent. Wang Hou waved his hand in satisfaction as he watched the blast furnace filled with lime powder, and Wang Ganzi threw another handful of firewood in. Once again, the extremely hot flames steamed up.

This time the burning time was longer, watching the blacksmiths busy for two hours, and it was noon, Wang Hou's stomach began to growl with hunger.

There is too little oil and water in this day and age, and Wang Hou, who will be blessed with cat food in later generations, also cannot suffer from hunger. He unscrupulously abandons Wang Ganzi, who is even hot and sweaty, and he is looking for a big stove to eat in the back. No, it doesn’t need much labor, and the tenants who gathered together to watch the fun also dispersed. It’s time to go home to eat, go home to eat, and dig coal to continue exchanging steamed buns.

Among the group of people, the only one who is dedicated to work is the blacksmith head Wang Yuan whose face is full of muscles. He really works as hard as chicken blood. His outer robe was thrown aside, exposing his strong chest muscles, and his body was covered with sweat, but his pair of copper bell-like leopard eyes were shining brightly, panting and pulling the bellows non-stop.

Gusts of gusts of wind blew into the fiery hearth, and the coal fires flickered even more fiercely. The bricks inside the hearth even burned red and seemed to be crystallized. After burning for several hours, Wang Yuan suddenly With a yelling and a hammer, a piece protruding from the middle of the furnace was smashed, and hot molten iron was spurted out along the left hole in an instant.

This is the steel frying method that belongs to the technology of this era. Even if Wang Hou is not around, Wang Hammer and Wang Yuan can complete it like ducks in water. They are each holding a large wooden pole, and they are not afraid of the heat. , stirring in the pool regularly every few seconds, each time stirring, the wooden stick was burned, and after stirring for about ten minutes, the molten iron gradually solidified, and the red surface was densely covered with A layer of scarred impurities like volcanic ash has solidified.

Taking advantage of the last few moments when the metal was still soft, Wang Yuan divided the pool into nine grids like scratching chocolate with a big stick. After waiting for a few minutes for the metal to cool down directly, he did not hesitate to give the bricks on the edge of the pool. After smashing it, and then smashing off the previous layer of impurities, the slightly dark inside, but also the wrought iron with a metallic silver luster was immediately revealed, and part of the wrought iron package was made of steel!

This Wang Houzheng is holding a steamed bun and putting a pickle in his belly!Unexpectedly, Wang Yuan was like a lunatic, holding dozens of catties of heavy wrought iron products, excitedly rushed in, threw the heavy thing to Wang Hou's feet with a bang, dancing and shouting.

"Master! You have practiced it! The villain has never seen such a good iron material in his ancestors!"

But he was so excited that he almost missed Wang Hou's feet, and Wang Hou was so frightened that he choked his throat with a mouthful of steamed buns, rolled his eyes so much, his old face turned from yellow to blue, and finally fell to the ground with a thump, suffocating Death.

A generation of great traversers choked to death on the steamed buns he brought, and passed away forever.

Uh... that's impossible!

(End of this chapter)