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The iron powder was indeed useful. The next day, the cement that had just come out of the kiln was fired. Geralt came to the brick kiln and took over the cement produced in different proportions from the person in charge of the brick kiln. The cement produced by adding 20% ​​iron powder is the best quality.

"Let's burn it according to this ratio in the future."

After finishing the strength test, Geralt said to the person in charge of the brick kiln.

"Understood, but my lord, wouldn't it be too much work if you keep using iron powder to burn?"

"After all, iron powder is difficult to produce."

"Aren't we doing some experiments to directly use iron ore to burn cement?"

The person in charge of the brick kiln pondered and respectfully raised his opinion to Geralt.

"It seems that you are more thoughtful, so let's do as you say."

Geralt patted the head of the brick kiln on the shoulder with relief. Everyone hopes that this territory will become stronger and work hard for it. This is a wonderful feeling.

In the end, after twenty days of experiments by the person in charge of the brick kiln, Geralt finally had a convenient and mature cement production formula on his territory.

The brick kiln can process one kiln's cement every day for the construction of the city wall, and on the blast furnace side, the two master blacksmiths finally found the final answer to the proportion of carbon powder through constant exploration and experimentation.

On this day, the blast furnace that had been smoking hot in Geralt's territory finally produced the first batch of steel.

The success of blast furnace steelmaking has once again improved the quality of the weapons and equipment of the soldiers in White Wolf Town.

Under the lime-tanned hides, thick leather shields and leather-inlaid armors were also produced.

The use of steel, cement, and lime has made the development of White Wolf Town even faster. In this thriving development, time has quietly passed.

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Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the warm sun turned into a scorching sun, scorching every hard-working person on the earth.

The quiet wind blew the treetops, the leaves rattled, and the chirping of insects and birds was particularly beautiful in the summer. The hard-working people also smiled and enjoyed this moment of joy. The wind was blowing. Ripe winter wheat brings up flakes of wheat waves, and the golden waves are like the most beautiful page in the world.

The balcony on the second floor of the conference hall.

The weather was too hot, and Geralt, who had just finished practicing Qi in the martial arts field, took a cold shower and lay down in a single shirt on the sun lounger on the balcony protected by the shadow of the eaves, enjoying the coolness brought by the wind.

The little maid next to her, Qianxi, was also too hot. When the wind blew into the balcony, she narrowed her eyes comfortably. In the bowl in her hand, there were still wild fruits that had been frozen in the well. He picked one from the middle of the pack, picked up one with his soft little hand, and fed a long sound of "Ah~" into Geralt's mouth.

Geralt didn't bother to move, opened his mouth, and ate the wild fruit that Qianxi had fed.

Smashed, smashed his mouth, and continued to squinting and enjoying the coolness of the wind blowing through his body.

The cicadas that used to be noisy in the past also turned into hypnotic notes at this moment.

After the little maid Qianxi next to him fed Geralt a wild fruit, she also quietly grabbed one and stuffed it into her mouth. West shook his head happily.

Thinking of her agreement with the lord, Qianxi quickly grabbed another one, and fed it into Geralt's mouth with a sound of "ah~", with a smile on her bright little face, "Hey, sir, eat four more, and I will You can eat one."

"Okay, little gluttons, let's eat them all." Geralt took a wild fruit, glanced at Qianxi's greedy appearance, and let Qianxi enjoy these summer snacks with a smile.

"Hehe, thank you for the reward, sir." Sissi thanked Geralt with a playful smile.

Geralt said, "Yeah." With his hands resting on his head and squinting his eyes, he lay drowsy on the reclining chair, while the little maid Sissi was holding a small bowl and sat on the low stool to accompany Geralt , both the master and the servant are enjoying the rare summer breeze at this moment.

Gradually, the sun became tired, and it slowly sank to the back of the mountain, the moon was hanging high, and the day passed.

Early the next morning, Qianxi knocked on Geralt's door early and waited for the Lord to get up and change his clothes.

The dazed Geralt put on his fancy clothes under Sisi's manipulation, and came to his senses under the washing of water.

"It's so early today? It's flag-raising day again?"

"Yes, sir, you said that the ceremony of raising the white wolf flag will be held every Monday."

"Grumble." Geralt spat out the water he used to clean his mouth.

"Are they all here?"

"Yes, my lord, Harry has already organized the townspeople, so I'll be waiting for you."

"Then let's go."

Geralt stood up, walked out of the bedroom door, came to the hall on the second floor, and pushed open the balcony door.

As soon as the door was opened, the slightly damp air in the early morning penetrated into Geralt's nose~www.readwn.com~ under the balcony, the townspeople gathered and saw Geralt appearing on the balcony on the second floor , all bowed respectfully.

Right below the balcony, a flagpole stood on a square platform made of cement. The flagpole was very high, higher than the council hall. Below the square platform was a wide street, more than enough to accommodate more than a thousand people.

After the townspeople saluted Geralt, they stood solemnly on the street, listening to Harry's words of loyalty and faith.

The flag-raising ceremony every Monday was a request from Geralt in order to increase the townspeople's sense of belonging to the territory. At the beginning, the townspeople were not very used to it, and they didn't know what it meant, but it was the task of adults. , they can only obey.

But gradually, before the flag is raised, Harry, the governor of White Wolf Town, will explain to everyone the hard work everyone has made in the past week, and what kind of life these efforts will bring to everyone in the future. Slowly, the townspeople All began to feel proud and hopeful, and this hope was guided by Harry to faith and loyalty.

Raising the flag has gradually become a solemn and recognized ceremony in the hearts of the townspeople.

Harry finished his reading and cleared his throat: "Finally, let us pay the highest respect to the great and merciful Lord Lord!"

"Raise! White Wolf Flag!"

There was a sound of "woo woo" from the thick horns, and the flag of the white wolf was raised above the flagpole in the hands of the soldiers. All the residents and soldiers in the town solemnly watched the rising of the white wolf flag.

When the flag was raised to the top, there was no sound from the horns. The townspeople and soldiers put their hands on their chests at the same time and said in unison.

"May the glory of the white wolf bless me forever."