"Do you still have that kind of fine iron? Can it be smelted again?"
Huang Yueying repeated Pu Yuan's question again.
"No more. The labor... manpower was wasted too much. I could only make so much. Seeing that I was running out of time, I signed the kiln's letter and went back to Jincheng with my things."
Making such a small thing almost overturned the foundation of Nanxiang, it was so painful!
"How many manpower do you need to smelt something like this? You have thousands of laborers... ahem, manpower, it's almost tens of thousands, right?"
Huang Yueying didn't believe it, and glanced at Feng Yong with contempt, "If you have it, take it out and take a look. I'm not trying to rob you."
"It's really gone!"
Feng Tuchel started to scratch his head again. I am an honest and reliable young man. Why don't you believe what I say?
"This iron is not easy to smelt. Hundreds of barbarian slaves died..."
With such a simple sentence, even the burly prime minister, who was stroking his beard with his hand and listening silently, was so frightened that his hands shook, and he pulled off a few beards, and then looked over sideways.
"You, you, you..." Pu Yuan was so frightened that he pointed at Feng Yong and said in a voiceless voice, "Did you use the method of sacrificing the furnace?"
"Sacrifice the furnace?" Feng Yong remembered what Li Yi and others said, and quickly shook his head and said, "No. It's just that there are some links that always have to be tried by someone to know if it works! I didn't expect it to be too dangerous, and I would die a little bit. too much……"
"Still sophistical! This method of sacrificing flesh and blood to the furnace is an evil technique. It is too harmful to Tianhe, so you are not afraid..."
When Pu Yuan said this, he looked at Huang Yueying again. Thinking of his junior sister's hidden illness, a look of shock and anger appeared on his face, "How can you be so vicious at such a young age?"
When Feng Yong heard what Pu Yuan said, he was immediately angry. He thought it was not your family that died, so what the hell does it have to do with you?
He has traveled so long and has seen quite a lot of things.
Not to mention whether Zhao Guang, Li Yi and others would normally treat those slaves as human beings, didn't the militia group organized by Zhuge Lao Yao grind the flesh and blood of slaves to enrich the land of Hanzhong, and then bring Hanzhong back to life?
Besides, it's not like he hasn't seen dead people in the past two years. The pretentiousness of pretending to be sick when he saw the prostitution contract has long been lost in some Javanese island.
"How can this iron-smelting technique not kill people? The blacksmith accidentally hammered his hand and broke it off! I have never used this master's secret method. How do I know whether it will work? Naturally, you have to use people first. Go and try it, you’ll know how to do it later!”
"Besides, apart from having to die when you first try it, once you understand it later, you won't need to kill people to fill it in."
From mining in the mine to smelting refined iron, it involves a series of processes such as civil engineering, metallurgical engineering, etc. Not only now, but also in future generations, in which year will no one die?
Feng Yong didn't believe that Pu Yuan didn't know the connection.
"You really didn't sacrifice your life to sacrifice the furnace?"
Pu Yuan looked at Feng Yong doubtfully and asked.
"Of course not. If the furnace is reopened now, as long as you are careful, it will naturally not..."
Feng Tubao was about to confirm his decision, but when he saw Zhuge Liang looking over, he had to change his words and said, "Of course there won't be so many people killed. This iron smelting technique will kill people after all."
"The late Emperor ordered people to quarry iron from Mount Taurus to make weapons. The craftsmen also suffered many casualties."
Huang Yueying said something like a relief from the side, and then looked at Feng Yong, "You just said that you can restart the kiln? Didn't you say that the kiln was closed?"
"If it's closed, it can be reopened."
Feng Yong said nonchalantly, "It's just that I don't think it's necessary. It's a waste of time, energy and materials, and it doesn't produce much refined iron..."
If you have time and labor to do this, you might as well get more cattle and sheep, and spin more woolen cloth.
Both safe and stable.
After all, woolen cloth is hard currency.
If he hadn't been worried about Zhao Guang and Wang Xun, he wouldn't have bothered.
This thing looks precious, but it cannot be freely circulated.
If he didn't have the identity of Hanzhong Metallurgical Supervisor, how could he dare to touch it?
Looking for death!
Salt and iron were a specialty of the imperial court.
Why would he produce something with such a low price/performance ratio? Enough support?
Even if it is handed over to the country...well, the court, there is still a question whether Zhuge Laoyao can find the coal mine.
Without coal mines and coke, how can we smelt refined iron?
Is it possible that Feng Yong wants to give away the mine that he has developed with great difficulty?
He's not stupid.
I repeat it emphatically, so much hard work has been done, and it hurts so much!
"Is necessary!"
Unexpectedly, the other three people did not agree with Feng Tubiao's values at all, and they immediately retorted in unison.
Look, I knew someone would say that.
Feng Tubiao sighed, "Prime Minister, this fine iron is not easy to handle!"
“It’s better to be hard to do than impossible.”
The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty doesn't care about any sexual comparisons, he just goes along with what the bumpkin says.
"Using this armor and weapons made of fine iron, a hundred people can be worth a thousand or even thousands of people. No matter what, it's not a loss."
There are still too few people in the Han Dynasty! It can't be compared with the Cao thieves in the north, so we can only think of ways from other places.
With such a good idea, how could he let it go?
"But this is your master's secret method. If you don't want to tell it, we won't force you." Huang Yueying took over the conversation again, looked at Feng Yong kindly, and said warmly, "But since you are willing to take it out, It seems that you don’t want to hide it for Erlang, right?”
Can I say it's wrong?
"There's nothing wrong with this secret technique, it's just that the required things are hard to find."
Anyway, the salt and iron of the big man are not allowed to be handled by private individuals. Unless you are planning to rebel, there is no use hiding it.
"If you need anything, tell me first."
Huang Yueying still asked kindly, "It's difficult for you to find, but it may not be difficult for a big man to find."
"I don't need to talk about the iron mine," Feng Yong said, clasping his fingers. "I don't need to talk about the labor. I'm afraid it's hard to find just the coal. Once you find it, you'll have to build a special mine. The kiln is used for burning, and the things burned can be used to smelt iron."
"Why is it charcoal again?"
Zhuge Liang frowned.
This thing is used for building Wubao, paving roads, and smelting iron?
What grudge does your sect have against this Shi Tan? Otherwise, why are you always having trouble with this person?
Thinking of this, the Han Prime Minister glanced at Feng Yong, his eyes were very meaningful.
If you continue to act like this, are you planning to force me to buy the coalfield from you?
"You can do it without charcoal, but you can probably do it with charcoal."
Feng Tubiao didn't know his last words and accidentally saved his coal mine.
Charcoal can also be used to burn coke, but the cost is too high.
Moreover, Feng Yong cannot guarantee whether the coke produced by charcoal can be compared with the coke produced by coal.
But according to the principle, it is definitely better than directly using charcoal to smelt iron.
"Charcoal will do."
Huang Yueying glanced at Zhuge Liang. As her pillow partner, she could sense her husband's psychology better than others.
For this big man, he is not even afraid of the emperor, so what else is he afraid of?
"Don't we all use charcoal to smelt iron now? Are we afraid there won't be enough?"
"What Madam said makes sense. Speaking of which, you can try it with charcoal."
Feng Yong knew that he had fallen into a misunderstanding again.
The main fuel for iron smelting now is charcoal - the amount of iron smelted in the entire Han Dynasty in a year is probably not comparable to the output of a small blast furnace randomly set up in later generations.
You can’t smelt much iron, and you’re still worried about not having enough fuel?
Think about it, the woods all over the mountains and plains are not afraid of you cutting them down, but they are afraid of them growing wildly.
No matter, anyway, if the forests on the land of China are cut down for more than a thousand years, won't the unfilial descendants of future generations still live well?
And they cut even harder.
Finally, the once-in-a-hundred-year flood that was encountered every year was eliminated, and then some restraint was achieved.
Since life is so hard, why should I worry about them?
