Chapter 157: The Furnace Iron Miraculous Technique Eats Mulberry Boiling (End)
The boring thing of iron smelting will also become a little romantic in the eyes of those young people who are full of spring.
Iron and oxygen are perfectly combined, but they are stuck sideways by the dark charcoal.
With the burning passion, finally the iron and oxygen Lao Yan flew apart, and the charcoal and oxygen combined in the red flame, turning into green smoke and drifting into the clouds, leaving only the lonely iron.
Maybe after a long time, iron will still like the taste of oxygen and join hands again. Fade its luster, slowly age, turn to powder, but now iron is lonely, sharp, free, and hard.
The oxygen that is blown into the furnace by the hydraulic bellows through the ventilation hole is first combined with the charcoal, which raises the temperature in the furnace, and the oxygen that is still nestled next to the iron declares that the combination with the charcoal is happier.
Trillions of such stories are staged in the furnace, clutching joys and sorrows.
This is a story that is appropriate for the ink writers, and it is suitable for his youthful age, and it is also suitable for the ink writers who listen to the story to the extent that they can understand.
The lime that is mixed in lowers the melting point of the slag, just as the salt sprinkled into the water makes the water freeze cooler.
The air that is blown in by the bellows also makes the temperature inside higher and the reaction is more violent.
Everything seemed to be going well, and the inkers who stood by and watched believed in the suitability, and the people who gathered around in the distance believed in the inkers.
They saw that their eyes were dry, their stomachs were swollen, and they wanted to relieve themselves, but they couldn't bear to leave, because they couldn't see what was going on in the furnace, and they were afraid that they would miss the most heartwarming scene if they left.
After a long wait, the red molten iron was finally allowed to flow out, and the casters, who had already been ready, picked up the long-handled stone containers, filled them with molten iron, stepped backwards on the mold below, and slowly poured the viscous red molten iron, which had a high carbon content, and whose melting point was much lower than that of wrought iron or pure iron, into the first batch of models made of red clay.
No one shouted the whole time, just stared at the red, stinging eyes of the molten iron that slowly flowed into the mold.
The weather is still winter, even if Pei County is southern, it is still a little cool.
It was not close to the iron furnace, but it was covered with sweat.
The high-level Moshi who was in the same column as him was also sweaty Cen Cen.
Gongzao Ye wiped his sweat, looked at his younger brother who was casting iron fan next to the iron smelting furnace, took a long breath, turned around to look at Shi who was also nervously covered with sweat, and quipped: "This furnace fire is really hot enough, you and I are so far away that we are covered in sweat." β
Shi Wenyan chuckled, gradually unable to control his emotions, and looked up to the sky and laughed.
His laughter infected the high-level of those ink scholars, as well as the surrounding onlookers, and laughter rang out.
Today, the quality of iron is not known, but those craftsmen who know how to make block iron are convinced, and this is the first time they have seen molten iron melted and cast.
Originally, iron smelting and copper smelting were not the same process, or even similar at all, but here they are surprisingly consistent.
They finally believed that these inkers could directly produce molten iron, and they finally believed that the ideas of the inkers were not ridiculous, but because they were ridiculous, they would think that the unfunny things were ridiculous.
Mozi also raised his head and laughed, laughing that this kind of thing that benefits the world can finally be promoted on a large scale, and laughing at many more mysterious things.
Since the furnace iron miracle is real and realized, why can't the more mysterious-sounding things be realized?
After laughing, Mozi glanced at Shi and nodded secretly, but didn't say anything.
There was only laughter, no cheers, and it seemed that people had forgotten about the cheers.
It wasn't until Gongzao and others carried the first batch of ironware to the annealing furnace with clay tablets to continue the slow, high-temperature annealing process for seven to ten days, that there were bursts of cheers around.
Pu in the crowd excitedly shook the reed next to him and kept saying, "See? Did you see that? That's iron! β
Reed just kept nodding his head, but didn't think about how ridiculous the question was, who could not see it?
In the eyes of the farmer, this is not just iron, but a better plow, a more convenient hoe, and a faster shovel. Again, this means that more land, more barren meadows can become land, and harder woods can be filled with crops......
and Pei County's own god of rain, drought and waterlogging: the canal that is said to be about to be excavated.
It will be the hands of every farmer who will shape this deity, and this deity will truly respond to requests.
As the Moji told the story, the Chao clan could not keep the rain from falling on the heads of the clansmen, but it could build houses to shelter them. The house is the god of the people who hope that it will not rain.
These farmers who originally believed in those witch blessings, after two years of subtle changes, have begun to believe in another kind of god - the god that the holy king Dayu who controlled the water was most familiar with, gathered the power of all the people, and originated from the cocoons of the palms and the pain of the legs and feet.
Slowly changing all this, as the radical of the Xuanyi Department of the Ink Scholar, he led the laughter and cheers of the crowd, and after the cheers, let the crowd quiet down.
He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.
The Ink Artist looked at him, hoping that he would be able to explain more truth.
The farmer looked at him and hoped he would paint more of the future.
However, Shi thought for a long time in the silence of everyone, and finally shouted loudly: "Before spring ploughing, every army in Pei County has an iron plow!" Before the summer harvest, every family in Pei County has an iron sickle! β
At this moment, this is more beautiful than any truth, and it is better than any future.
The crowd roared, and the people rushed to the front, lifted the inkers, and threw them high, expressing their feelings in this way.
Among the ink scholars not far away, the confession that had been concerned about Shi's nomination as the head of the Xuanyi Department recalled what Shi had just said, and sighed.
If it was me just now, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to say these two sentences.
Maybe what I said would sound better and make more sense, but ...... It's not the most popular thing to hear, at least not at this time.
He thought, perhaps, Shi can really ignite the passion of the people, and he is still a little worse after all.
After a long cheer, Gaozi walked up to Mozi and saluted, "Sir, I understand. β
He didn't say what he understood, but Mozi knew what Gaozi understood, so he nodded and said, "It's good to understand." β
Understanding does not mean doing, nor does it mean agreeing, nor does it mean being completely convinced, understanding is just understanding.
But for Mozi, the disciple can understand these things and solve the doubts in his heart, which is already an improvement.
When the crowd was quiet again, Shi Cai really began to talk about the future, reason, and the righteousness of those inkers, and the changes that those iron tools would bring.
Although it is not known what the quality of the first furnace of iron was, at least the iron was made, at least stronger than stone, and at least the ink man still had a lot of time to improve.
There is still some time before spring ploughing, and things like ploughshares can be made first.
With more time to go before the autumn harvest, farm tools such as sickles and hoes can be slowly made.
It may have taken longer to turn wrought iron into iron and then find a way to carburize it into steel as a weapon, but there are still bronze, and there are also great craftsmen who cast bronze such as Gongzaozhu, and many of the weapons of the ink can be replaced by bronze.
It may take longer for wrought iron to be rolled into a roll and then into a tube, but if you try it regardless of the cost, it will always appear in years or decades.
And enough iron tools will also bring Zhuxia's agricultural production to a new level, not only in Peixian, but in the whole of Kyushu.
Agriculture is the basis of handicrafts, Shi has always believed so.
When grain production increases dramatically and large areas of wasteland are reclaimed with iron tools, cheaper and cheaper food prices will give rise to a large number of "changers".
This is a problem that Guan Zhongqihuan has faced since the time, and it will be faced now.
It is no longer possible to merge with the Legalists who rewarded the cultivation and warfare and the Ink Scholars who gave birth to the handicraft burghers.
All countries and sons will adopt various means of change according to new forms and new things, and stimulate more and more radical ideological confrontations...... and after the promotion of agricultural products, more leisure class.
Some of the truths spoken by the Shihe Moshi require painstaking thinking to understand in the era of stone tools, bronze tools, and wells. However, in the era after the emergence of iron tools, ox farming, and private acres, it is concrete, which can make it easier for more people to understand on this material basis.
Because the world designed by the ink man, in the era of Yao Shun Dayu, it was a fantasy that did not work; But in the era of ironware, ox farming, papermaking, gunpowder, etc., it was surprisingly compatible.
Waving his arms, he spoke fiercely and bluntly about the future, gathered the hearts of the people, told the truths that he could understand a little at this time, and calculated the changes in the Warring States period after the popularization of iron tools.
And those who listened to him remembered most deeply everything that was closely related to them.
It is appropriate to say that the people of Pei County can go to the township pavilion to buy iron tools on credit with the life card of the straw silk, and they can pay it off in years like ploughing cattle and horses.
The people are very happy, and Shi is also very happy, anyway, iron tools are huge profits, and the liquidity and gold that the ink people need can be obtained from Taoyi and exchanged for it from other places.
As long as the capital turnover can be guaranteed and the huge profits can be monopolized, the sooner the people of Pei County can get iron tools and the sooner they can cultivate more land that can only be cultivated in the Iron Age, the more powerful the ink people will be.
It is said that those who have been rewarded, if they wish, can wait here and get their first iron tools.
Annealing takes seven or eight days, and with the exception of the first special tools, after a few days the iron fan is formed, and a steady stream of various agricultural tools can be produced.
At that time, those who complete the share task in advance can take their rewards and go home happily.
Those who completed the share task ahead of schedule are happy, the ink maker is happy, and those who don't complete it are also happy. The former got what they wanted, the latter got hope for the future, and the Moji got more trust.
It is hoped that those who have not yet been allocated to lease cattle and horses will prepare a large amount of hay and plant more legumes in advance after getting the iron tools, and do not wait for the time to miss the opportunity to divide cattle and horses because of insufficient forage preparation.
Shi also said that the strange currency that was common in Peixian could be bought with iron, and that all the village pavilions would henceforth be sold at a slightly lower price than copperβa price lower than the freight price of a small number of pottery transported by hawkers.
These are the questions that farmers are most eager to know and therefore remember most clearly.
As for the teachings that are appropriate, they may have understood them, or they may have heard them, but they are too busy fantasizing about the beauty of the future to remember.
But after this incident, they will be more willing to listen to the Mo people's reasoning.