Now Rurik is more concerned about silver jewelry.
The next casting process is not complicated. Kawei first poured silver water into the semi-ellipsoid concave mold, and it began to gradually cool.
When Kawei felt that the cooling time was almost there, he pulled the still hot and soft silver ingot over, and a wonderful semi-ellipsoid silver ingot was born. He used it to forcefully press the ruby into the silver ingot. While the silver ingot was still soft enough, he began to tap it with a small hammer, as well as the edges and corners at the lower end. He knocked out a raised area and made a hole with an iron hammer. .
There is no doubt that this hole is used to string the string around the neck.
Klavasen was responsible for the remaining silver water, which was poured into the bracelet's mold and gradually became a larger silver ring.
Rurik was very interested in Kawei's technique of making a silver pendant. As the pendant gradually took shape, his eyes saw Klavasen making a bracelet.
It was still a surprise operation of the small hammer. The rough but soft silver bracelet, Klavasen did not dare to touch it directly with his hands. A small pliers clamped it, and the hammer in his hand knocked the edges and corners flat. It was such a fine workmanship that Rurik didn't know how long he could stop and watch it. He had to admire the blacksmith and silversmith in the ninth century AD. He actually underestimated the work of the Kravasen father and his son.
These professional blacksmiths are fully capable of precise processing. I am afraid that the obstacle that restricts them from further progress is the problem of smelting technology.
After the key hammering was completed, Clavarson personally used a mixture of fine iron sand and ordinary sand to polish the silver jewelry. The silver pendant and silver bracelet reflect an extremely beautiful metallic luster, especially the smooth and flat back of the silver pendant, which is completely like a mirror.
Although he was processing small items, Klavasen, who was tall and round and had an exaggerated beard, had smoke coming out of his hair and beard, and his face was also red. It wasn't that he was sweating too much because he was scorched by the fire, but that precise work required full concentration.
Klavasen finally sighed: "Ah! It's done here, great leader, and Rurik. You see, my son and I didn't spend too much time. I hope you like us. work."
The two fine ornaments had completely cooled down, and he presented them himself, especially to be examined by Rurik for a satisfactory answer.
"Kid, what do you think?"
"I think...it's okay." Rurik carefully played with the silver pendant. From the perspective of an accessory, it needed further polishing.
Its back is flat and smooth, and some text can be engraved here.
Rurik looked at Rumia and then at Karavasin: "Blacksmith, engrave some words on the silver jewelry for me."
"Yes, I can even engrave words on the bracelet. Now what do you want me to engrave?"
Yes, what should you engrave? For example, some words of blessing. After all, the two ornaments are gifts.
Seeing his son's hesitation, Otto took matters into his own hands: "Klavasen, you can engrave my son's name on him. This way, this little servant will remember it for a lifetime."
"Dad! Isn't this inappropriate?" Rurik felt something was wrong.
"It doesn't matter." A big hand covered his head: "Just listen to me. There are also some words engraved on the bracelet, which should be as beautiful as possible."
Rumia, she is not very happy to get two pieces of jewelry now. In fact, she still does not fully understand the value of silver. She only feels that if she wears a pendant around her neck, she may become better, at least the owner will retain it. Rick thinks so.
Before the sword could be forged, Klavassin had to complete the delicate work of engraving the silver.
He had a small iron awl and tapped it lightly with a small wooden board, leaving clear dents on the silver. His professional level was limited, the tools in his hands were rudimentary, and without the help of a magnifying glass, his aging eyes were unable to perform the most detailed carvings.
He tried his best to engrave the words "Rurik" and "Servant" in rune letters on the back of the silver jewelry, and engraved a so-called mantra on the bracelet that Otto himself told: "I am Rurik's servant." I will serve with my whole life.”
Otto insisted on making things very ritualistic today. In the blacksmith shop, he made Rumia kneel down on her knees and raised her head.
"Rurik, put it on your servant now."
"Okay...okay."
Rurik hesitated a little, and the pendant in his hand was polished again. The silver was like a mirror, and the ruby looked like red suet. It was originally a very happy thing, but it was turned into a ritual by my father.
but……
The short time left Rick with many things in his mind.
When a medieval monarch enthroned a vassal, he would make him kneel down, then tap the vassal's left and right shoulders with his sword. After that, the vassal would also kiss the monarch's right hand. This set of rituals is the conclusion of the power and obligation relationship between the monarch and his vassals. Moreover, vassals were indeed servants of the monarch.
Thinking of this, Rurik felt much better.
He gently bowed his low body, held the pendant in both hands, looked into the corners of Rumia's eyes, which was trembling with excitement, and brought the silver pendant up.
What about the bracelet? Rurik had some difficulty because Rumia was still too young and her wrists were too slender. Although some women wear anklets, her ankles are just as slender.
Rurik quickly thought of a brilliant trick. The hemp rope of Rumia's pendant was made into a buckle, which just happened to hold the entire silver bracelet.
The bracelet looks like a halo, and in the middle is the pendant inlaid with gems.
Including gems, the weight of this set of silver jewelry has exceeded fifty grams. It is worn around the neck of a thin little girl who is only ten years old. It cannot be said that she becomes more beautiful because of it, although she will definitely become more beautiful as she grows older.
Maybe it is like a spiritual shackles, and the words engraved on the silver jewelry are simply a label.
"Get up." Rurik ordered.
Rumia slowly stood up and couldn't help but touch her baby with her hands. She subconsciously approached Rurik and said thank you several times in Norse language.
"Okay, my son. In this way, your servant is no longer an ordinary servant. He is your personal servant and the most important servant. Are you satisfied now?" Otto asked loudly.
"Satisfied! Next..." Rurik couldn't help but look at the sky outside. He had spent a lot of time because of the silver jewelry. No, the sun was already setting impatiently.
He thought for a while, maybe the matter of making the iron sword should be pushed back?
No! I want a steel sword!
He quickly asked Klavason: "Wise blacksmith, are you feeling tired now?"
"Not tired at all! My child, do you think we are out of breath just because we are making silver jewelry? The work of silver jewelry is completely over, now I implore you to tell me how to make a hard and excellent best iron sword, the kind with beautiful patterns A sacred sword that can easily cut off ordinary iron swords!"
"Well, since you are very insistent. Before that, I want to see your skills and finally tell you how to make a good sword."
Klavason's beard was trembling, and his strong thirst for knowledge wanted to grab the child by the collar and ask him how to make a good sword. Finally, Klavason's reason prevailed, and even his beard was trembling.
"Since you want an ordinary iron sword, I have one ready-made here." He suppressed his excitement and told his son Kawei: "Go and take out one from the box."
"No!" Rurik refused directly.
"Why?"
"I am your buyer, and I want to see the ore turned into an ordinary iron sword. I don't want your ready-made goods!"
"But what difference does it make?"
"Of course there is a difference. I just want to see your work." Rurik said this very honestly. He must understand the entire iron smelting process of the Ross tribe so that he can improve it. He had another idea and said, "There is another reason!"
He put his left hand on his right arm and muttered regretfully: "Look, I'm just a child. I can't hold the iron sword used by adults at all. I need a short sword, as long as my forearm, and I want you to make it carefully." , and it should be inlaid with silver and precious stones. I will always carry such a sword with me and pass it on to my children."
Klavason couldn't help but think that this child was indeed different, and his words were so far-sighted.
The more he looked at Rurik's servants, the more he felt that his suspicions would turn out to be true. He must have deliberately upgraded his "close servant" to a real wife, otherwise he wouldn't have spent money making silver jewelry for a little girl. What's wrong with that? The sword is passed down to descendants.
This kind of thing is not impossible no matter how you think about it, just because the Ross tribe is too remote, but they don't know many brother tribes in the south. It is normal for powerful men there to have multiple wives and maids.
In comparison, the leader Otto is really loyal to his married wife!
Klavasen laughed boldly. "I understand! Come on then, kid. Stay here as long as you don't feel tired. My son and I will work all night, and I hope you can finish."
Rurik also smiled with satisfaction, "My servant and I can accept it. I even intend to stay at your house for one night, of course, if you can accept it."
"Ah?" Klavason was suddenly stunned, "I... my place is very simple."
"It doesn't matter, it's decided." Rurik turned his head deftly and looked at his father: "Dad, you won't object."
"That's okay. Since you insist, I agree."
Because this Klavasen is a trustworthy old guy, Otto has always been satisfied with the most gorgeous decoration this guy has made for his sword that has been passed down from generation to generation. Klavason's technology is excellent. The sword is inlaid with a large ruby about the size of a thumb. More than ten years later, it is still firmly stuck to the hilt.
The son could have more contact with the old blacksmith. As for the steel sword making technology that the son learned from Odin, it had better become a reality.
Steel, as it is known in Europe, was introduced to Europe along the Eastern commercial trade lines. In the ancient German region, that is, the central and northern region of the Frankish Kingdom in the ninth century, people here called imported steel "stakhlijan", which originally meant " "The hardest iron", this word evolved over a thousand years into modern English "steel".
Old Norse is part of the ancient Germanic language. This word for "hardest iron" is pronounced "stolla" when it comes to the Rus tribe.
So Rurik didn't think anything of it when he heard this word. As an old guy who had passed Level 6 in English before time travel, he also understood the changes in English to some extent and understood the languages of the Nordics and the British. In a sense, they are Germanic to each other. The dialect makes perfect sense.
Steel, it is indeed the "hardest iron", so hard that it can cut iron like mud.
At Rurik's urging, the Klavassins took a short break and began the so-called most primitive iron smelting operation.
Rurik and Rumia became spectators. They sat on the leather mats not far from the stove and watched the details of the blacksmiths' work.
I have to say, their manufacturing process is really primitive!
For a small stove made of mud, most of its structure has turned into hard pottery due to the high temperature of the charcoal.
The stove was small and primitive, and it at least already had a larger outlet, as well as a larger top feed opening. Directly above the feed port is a hollow facing the sky. A simple chimney made of clay was built around Tonklavason so that the thick smoke of combustion can be discharged, but the heat in the room is also easily lost.
The blacksmith doesn't care, because a series of blacksmithing processes involve sweating profusely, working around the boiler, and even on the coldest days, he is more willing to wear a linen tailor's undershirt and hammer.
There is only one outlet for the furnace. Obviously, Klavasen's furnace has not yet advanced enough to set up an additional slag outlet.
Go ahead and see what he does.
Rurik first saw Klavasen coming with a large amount of dark charcoal and putting it vertically into the furnace. Soon, his son Kawei picked up several stones piled together and threw them in with all his strength.
Those stones are iron ore! They are actually black ores!
Rurik had quick eyesight and quick hands. He stood up suddenly and rushed to the stove in a few quick steps. Regardless of the dirty charcoal, he hugged what looked like a small piece of ore with both hands and tried his best to take it out.
His efforts were simply in vain.
"What? You think it's weird? This is ore, and it's also a very strange ore. Small pieces of ore can actually stick together. An adult like me must be able to separate the two." Klavasen reminded him, and kindly put the Take out all the ores to satisfy children's curiosity.
Rurik's eyes were still wide open, observing the ore at such a close range and trying to separate it.
Finally, he called Rumia over and finally separated a small piece of ore.
"Is this a big magnet?!" He observed confidently and found that there were a lot of debris on the ore. He could easily remove the debris with his fingers. Just put the debris on the ground and hold the ore above it. , the debris is adsorbed again.
ah! This thing is a magnet! It's actually a magnet!
Now, it was Rurik's turn to be shocked. They actually used high-quality magnetite as raw material. Look at its overall black color and the crystal-clear reflective luster on its rough surface.
Rurik actually knew very well that Sweden produced the best quality iron ore in Europe, so historically Sweden quickly became the dominant country in Northern Europe by selling iron. Even in the ninth century AD, Sweden was still a huge tribal alliance. Sweden became the overlord, but the Russians did not get a share of this region.
However, there is no historical record at all. The early Russians were already using local high-quality iron ore.
Rurik even never expected that the so-called "highest quality iron ore" was actually magnetite. Among all iron ores, it has the highest iron content!
The truth was even crazier than what Rurik suddenly realized.
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Chapter 95 Servant’s Silver Jewelry and a Pile of Magnetite
