Penke opened it and took a look. After confirming that it was correct, he nodded and said, "I'll take care of it now."
Han Du smiled and nodded slightly, but stopped Peng Ke: "Wait a minute."
"Sir, do you have any other instructions?" Penke quickly bowed and asked.
"Where is Heizi? Take me with you." Han Du straightened his back and said seriously.
Having solved the problem of revolvers and bullets, there is one more problem to solve.
If you want to completely eliminate Meng Yuan on the way to the charge, you need powerful firepower. A revolver alone is not enough, you also need a cannon. However, the cannons do not need to be allocated by the Ordnance Bureau. Anyway, it seems that the navy can't help much this time. Then the cannons on the warships can be simply removed and used.
In addition to the cannon, Han Du also needs to prepare a semi-melee weapon, which requires Heizi's help.
When Peng Ke heard Han Du's words, he smiled awkwardly, and after hesitation he replied: "Sir, you are talking about Lin Mo, right?"
Lin Mo? who is it?
Han Du suddenly raised his head and looked at Penke with a puzzled expression.
Peng Ke immediately understood that Han Du still didn't know Heizi's name, and quickly explained: "In order to let you know, the 'Heizi' in your mouth was originally named Lin. After he was awarded the official title, he gave himself a single name. ,ink."
With this explanation, Han Du understood what was going on. He touched his chin twice, savored the name carefully, and said with a smile: "Lin Mo? This is a good name. Where is he now, please take me there."
"Lin Mo is at the blast furnace right now. I will take you there right now."
Han Du followed Penk to the blast furnace to look for Heizi.
Lao Zhu's demand for revolvers and cannons is increasing every year, and the Ordnance Bureau's demand for steel is huge every year. More than a dozen blast furnaces are erected in this small area. As soon as you get close, you feel that the temperature here is higher than other places.
As soon as Peng Ke came in, he grabbed a random person and asked, "Where are you, Mr. Lin?"
"Back to Mr. Peng, furnace No. 6 is about to tap out steel. Mr. Lin is watching over there." The man quickly replied and looked up at Han Du, but he didn't recognize him, so he could only stand there and look at Han Du blankly. , said nothing.
Peng Ke suddenly waved his sleeves and cursed angrily: "I'm blinding you. This is Han Du, the head of our Arms Bureau, Mr. Han."
Tough luck! Why don’t you even know your immediate boss? The man was immediately trembling with fear, and sweat was about to break out on his forehead.
He quickly knelt down towards Han Du and said, "I am blind and have offended my lord. Please forgive me."
"It's okay." Han Du waved his hand lightly, "Get up and go do your business."
He knew that this was the reason why he hadn't come to the Arms Bureau for too long, which was why the people below didn't recognize him, and Han Du had no intention of pursuing him.
"Thank you, sir. Thank you so much, sir." He stood up and quickly bowed to Han Du with profuse gratitude before carefully retreating.
Han Du arrived at No. 6 Blast Furnace. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Heizi standing in front of the blast furnace with his back to him.
"Hei..." Han Du originally wanted to call him Heizi directly, but then he remembered that he had a famous name now, and it seemed inappropriate to call him Heizi again.
Then he changed his voice and shouted: "Lin Mo."
Lin Mo turned around and saw that it was Han Du. A heartfelt smile suddenly appeared on his originally solemn face. He stepped forward in three steps and bowed to Han Du: "Heizi pays homage to you, sir."
"I'll see you later..."
Han Du quickly helped Heizi up and said to the others: "No need to be polite, just go and get busy."
The molten steel from the blast furnace was about to come out, and no step could be ignored. Han Du did not want to interfere with their arrival and cause trouble.
These craftsmen also know the seriousness of the matter. The most important thing now is the molten steel in the blast furnace. The reason why I said hello to Han Du just now was because Han Du treated them well. If it were another Shangguan who didn't want to see them, these craftsmen would not pay attention to him at all.
Han Du comforted the craftsman, then lowered his head and looked at Heizi carefully.
Compared with the impression, his appearance has not changed much, but strangely, his skin is darker.
Lin Mo smiled, revealing two rows of exceptionally white teeth against his dark skin.
"My lord, you should call me Heizi. I only took this name because I wanted to be an official. It sounds quite awkward."
Han Du stood there, looking at the shyness on Lin Mo's face, and nodded approvingly: "No, no, you chose this name very well. Did you really choose it yourself?"
The word "ink" is very charming. It can not only reflect his personal characteristics to a certain extent, but also refer to ink, which can be imbued with some scholarly atmosphere.
"I took it casually, but you should call me Heizi. It feels more cordial." Lin Mo scratched his hair even more embarrassedly.
Han Du nodded, agreeing to him.
The two briefly reminisced about old times, and Han Du was about to tell him the purpose of coming to him. But when he looked up, he saw that the craftsmen had already begun to open the valve, and he said, "You should do the things in front of you first. When you finish working here, I will come to you if I have anything to do."
"Okay, sir. I'm here very quickly. It won't be long. Please wait for a moment." After Heizi finished speaking, he quickly turned around to give instructions.
The hot molten steel quickly flows out of the cast iron tank and flows into the mold that has been prepared. Dozens of craftsmen put the molds one after another under the iron trough like running water.
After everything was over, Heizi came over wiping the sweat from his head.
"Sir, do you have any instructions?"
When the molten steel is tapped from the blast furnace, the temperature is extremely high. Even if you rely on iron tongs to stay as far away from the molten steel as possible, you will still be exposed to high-temperature radiation. Heizi's face is getting darker and darker, maybe it has something to do with this.
Han Du stood here and felt a wave of heat coming over him. Frowning in discomfort, he replied, "Let's change places. This is not the place to talk."
Seeing this, Heizi opened his mouth and nodded in agreement, "Okay, then please condescend me and sit in your subordinate's room."
Han Du smiled and nodded silently.
Heizi took Han Du outside a house, turned around and introduced to Han Du: "Sir, this is my subordinate's house."
Having said this, Heizi smiled sheepishly and apologized, and said hesitantly: "It's just that this room is a bit messy. Please don't dislike it."
Han Du originally thought that Heizi was just being polite. Unexpectedly, after opening the door and seeing the scene inside the house, Han Du suddenly realized that it was not Heizi who was being modest just now, and even what he just said was too understated.
There is no chaos here, this is simply a pig's nest!
The room was filled with paper balls and waste paper, stretching from the table to the floor. The floor was covered with dense ink ideas. Han Du wanted to go in, but found that there was no place to set foot.
Heizi walked in first without hesitation. When he found that Han Du had not followed, he turned around and waved to Han Du, "Sir, please come in. There are all unimportant things on the ground. I haven't had time yet." Organize it. But it doesn’t matter, you can step on it as you like.”
Han Du took a deep breath and walked in with some difficulty. Although Heizi said that the paper on the ground was not important and could be stepped on casually, Han Du still tried his best to avoid stepping on it. If he couldn't avoid it, he had no choice but to step on it.
Heizi walked to two chairs, quickly grabbed the papers scattered on the chairs with both hands, wiped them briefly, and said to Handu embarrassedly: "Sir, please take a seat."
You can stay in the abalone house for a long time without smelling the smell.
When Han Du stood at the door just now, he couldn't even put his foot down. Now that I walked into the house, I was able to sit down on the chair calmly.
This change made Heizi on the side a little surprised.
After looking around, I realized that I didn't even have a pot of tea here. Heizi smiled awkwardly and said, "Sir, please take care of me. I will bring you a pot of tea right now."
Han Du waved his hand to stop Heizi, shook his head and said, "No, I just drank it when I came here, and I don't want to drink it now."
Kuroko had no choice but to sit down again.
At the same time, Han Du opened his mouth and asked with a slight sigh: "You are also an eighth-grade official. You are too busy to take care of it. You can find two scribes to help you take care of this, right?"
Han Du gestured with his finger towards the papers scattered all over the room.
Heizi was slightly surprised and asked: "Sir, these are all left over from my subordinates' daily attempts to experiment with formulas. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for others to know about them. Didn't I ask my subordinates to keep them under strict supervision and never leak them?" "
Han Du didn't expect that this was related to him. According to what Heizi said, these things really couldn't be seen by outsiders, let alone be sorted out by others. Heizi can only slowly put these things away by himself.
"Okay, I forgot about this, so you can take your time to clean it up." Han Du smiled and cursed, turned to look at Heizi and said, "I came to you this time because I need your help with something."
"My lord, just give me your orders, and my subordinates will never give up." Heizi said immediately without any hesitation.
Han Du shook his head gently and reassured: "Don't be nervous, it's not as serious as you said. I just want you to help me make something, it's not complicated."
"Oh? May I ask, sir, what kind of thing is it?" Heizi's eyes suddenly lit up, but he knew that as long as Han Du made it himself, none of it would be simple.
This is true for cement, and it is also true for blast furnaces. Even the more exquisite revolvers and bullets were made by Han Du without asking him for help.
In Heizi's opinion, being able to attack Han Du is an extremely rare opportunity. As for hard work, as long as he can see Han Du's unpredictable skills, he doesn't know what hard work is.
Han Du suddenly realized that he hadn't even drawn a single picture. How could he explain this to Heizi?
