"You, what kind of drug did you pour him?"

Nahachu really couldn't understand Zatai's transformation, and his words were full of anger.

"Song Guogong, the old man is obedient to the Ming Dynasty, you promised to treat the old man's subordinates well, but today you act like this, it is inevitable that people will feel cold!"

Feng Sheng squinted at the sky, the old man was too lazy to take care of him, this matter was caused by the juniors, and the old man had no reason to help you wipe your ass!

Lan Yu said very politely: "Naha, are you blind?" We didn't beat or scold, they are willing to learn skills, can you manage it! ”

"Nonsense! It's clearly difficult for you strong people! ”

At this time, Liu Chun smiled, "You are the late Yuan Taiwei Naha, right?" We are indeed treating your subordinates well...... I want to ask you, after returning to the Ming Dynasty, do you want the Ming Dynasty to pay money and food to raise you? ”

"This ...... We have hands and feet, we can herd horses and sheep, and we don't bother the court! ”

"Wrong!"

Liu Chun said: "If you continue to graze for a living, in case of natural disasters, won't you have to go south to loot?" When the time comes, who will be responsible? ”

"You talk nonsense! We are faithful and can swear to the heavens......"

"I vow not to eat it as food!" Liu Chun interrupted him, "I am teaching your ministry to survive, and when they learn it, they will naturally be able to live and work in peace and contentment, be rich and healthy, and they don't have to make a living by looting...... In this way, I can feel at ease, and your department can live a good life, which is the real best of both worlds! ”

"You're a fool!" Naha's eyes were red, and no matter how he looked, he was using his subordinates as coolies. And he couldn't guess what Da Ming's idea was.

Is it your turn to clean up these people?

If that's the case, it's better to fight and die!

His eyes rolled wildly, and he exhaled like an ox.

Liu Chun smiled dumbly, "Naha, if you don't believe it, please watch it here!" ”

Liu Chun led the way in front, and the others followed, coming to the iron-making blast furnace area.

At this moment, there are many people around him, and Zatai is stretching his neck and looking inside, his eyes are full of eager light!

The master in charge of ironmaking stared at the blast furnace and suddenly said in a muffled voice: "Iron!" ”

After this voice, someone poked open the tap hole under the blast furnace, and orange-red molten iron gushed out of it, very thick, and there were some black impurities on it.

The blast furnace is made of pig iron, which needs to be turned into steel before it can be made into weapons and the like, but today it is not so troublesome.

Because Yoo Chun is only going to cast a pig iron pot!

On the side, an iron pot mold has been prepared.

The so-called iron pot mold is a concave pot shape made of fine sand and gravel, and the worker master injects molten iron into it according to the amount of material used in the iron pot.

On the top of the mold, there is a round forging hammer that is slightly smaller than the iron pot, when the color of the molten iron begins to fade and the temperature drops, the forging hammer is squeezed downward, and a hot iron pot is produced.

When the temperature continues to drop, the forging hammer is raised, and a master uses tongs to take the pot aside to cool...... Then it is handed over to a specialist to polish and smooth.

By the way, when the iron is soft, drill holes, press the handle, and a cast iron pot is made.

It's troublesome to say, but it's fast to do, more than 100 molds, more than 60 workers, divided into ten groups, and they are busy.

Soon, there was a lot of iron pots piled up next to it!

Those Mongolian nobles gradually straightened their eyes, especially Zhatai, and when he saw the workers put out the first finished product, he couldn't wait to hold it in his arms, ignoring the residual heat of the iron pot.

Even if your hands are hot and red, you don't want to let go!

He flicked his fingers, then put his ear close to him, and listened to the crisp echo, and almost felt the urge to cry!

This is the iron pot!

It's that simple!

These days, he constantly carries iron ore and watches the workers turn iron ore into pig iron and cast pig iron into iron pots! It's like a trick, it's amazing!

"Good pot, really good pot!"

Zatai grinned, and suddenly he looked at Liu Chun and said excitedly: "I, can I learn?" ”

Liu Chun nodded, "Of course you can learn, but there are conditions, you can't be allowed to learn the ironmaking technique, turn around, come and fight Daming!" ”

"No!"

Zatai actually knelt down on both knees, and knelt in front of Liu Chun with the most humble posture.

"Please teach me to make iron, I am willing to be loyal to the Ming Dynasty forever!"

Nahachu was so angry that he smoked.

"Zatai, you are a warrior under the old man, a piece of iron pot, does it make you forget who you are?"

He got up from the ground and raised the pot high.

"Lord Taiwei, do you know why I want to take refuge in you?"

"For ...... Why? Naha was puzzled.

"Just to grab an iron pot for my mother!"

Zha Tai burst into tears, he was in his twenties this year, and by the time he was sensible, Dayuan had already perished. Zhu Yuanzhang imposed strict trade sanctions on the remnants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, especially forbidding ironware, tea, and salt to flow into the grasslands.

It must be said that this sanction has been fruitful.

The loss of the Central Plains and the loss of material supplies are equivalent to falling from heaven to hell all at once.

Zha Tai had never seen an iron pot since he was a child, but he had heard his parents mention it, and when he was eight years old, he broke the only casserole in the family, and from then on, the family used hollowed-out wood to cook beef, or old cowhide to boil meat...... Just imagine, where can cowhide and wood compare to the pot, and the Zatai family often eats half-cooked meat with a bite of blood.

Owning an iron pot has become the only dream of a young Zatai.

When he grew up a little, he became a subordinate of Naha, constantly fighting and fighting, he made a lot of contributions, and also robbed a lot of things, which were far more valuable than the iron pot.

But in his heart, grabbing the iron pot is his original intention!

"I'm fighting for you, just for an iron pot!" Zatai bit his lip and said.

Naha snorted coldly: "I gave it to you, not only the iron pot, my reward is enough for you to use the silver pot and the gold pot!" ”

"No!"

Zatai suddenly had blood in his pupils and roared angrily: "You gave it to me, but my two younger brothers also died in battle!" ”

"That's their bad luck!"

"That's not right! If there is no war, there will be no death! Zatai roared madly, "I have two younger brothers who have died, two younger brothers who are jumping around, and Uncle Han has died three sons, and he has no descendants...... Why? Just for a pot! Is it worth it? ”

Zatai roared again and again...... His words hit the nail on the head of many people, and everyone bowed their heads in contemplation.

The glory of the Yuan Dynasty has passed, and all that remains is a group of poor people struggling to survive.

Ask yourself, how useful can gold and silver be in the grassland?

Many people looted just for food, for pots and pans, for cloth and tea...... It's ridiculous to lose countless lives and rivers of blood just for such a thing!

When Yoo Chun told Zatai that he could exchange everything for his labor, and showed it to him, Zatai completely changed his mind.

He wants to learn technology and skills...... Maybe one day, instead of looting, he can rely on his hand to give every family a sturdy big iron pot!

This is his dream, very simple and great!

A person who is committed to making pots will never threaten Daming.

Of course...... Out of a hundred, there is only one Zatai!

In other words, nine out of ten people are still unwilling, they are only obedient on the surface, but they are still unconvinced in their hearts.

But what does it matter?

Liu Chun smiled and walked in front of Naha.

"Have you seen it, such a blast furnace can smelt 4,000 catties of pig iron a day, and I have three blast furnaces, which is 12,000 catties a day! I can use iron to forge pots and pans, and I can turn them into murderous weapons! ”

"A day of iron can make thousands of weapons, but what if it is a year? How much? Liu Chun smiled and looked at Naha!

A year? How much?

In front of Naha's eyes, a million heroes appeared......