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Chapter 50 Iron Head

In the iron house, Wei Xiaobai suddenly shouted: "Tietou."

In the corner, an old blacksmith stood up slowly. He was taken in by the Princess's Mansion since childhood and followed the blacksmith in the mansion as an apprentice. Decades have passed, and he has become the chief manager of the blacksmith of the Princess' Mansion.

He doesn't care about people or affairs, he only knows how to make irons.

I am older and sleep less. Every day, whenever I wake up, I will sit in the corner of Tiefang and listen and look at every work station.

Wei Xiaobai arrived just now and he saw it.

Wei Xiaobai didn't speak, and he didn't plan to go over and salute.

At this time, Wei Xiaobai was calling him, and he got up and came to Wei Xiaobai and bowed.

A knife appeared in Wei Xiaobai's hand, and Wei Xiaobai waved it gently, and a wooden stick leaning against the wall was cut off. The wooden stick was only an inch thick.

The iron head's eyes lit up when it came to this chop.

Wei Xiaobai's knife skills were second-rate, but the knife was cut on the wooden stick but he didn't see the wooden stick shaking at all, which could only prove that the knife was good.

Wei Xiaobai handed the knife to Qingxia: "Qingxia, cut off the four-inch wooden pillar."

Four inches can be said to be the ultimate good knife, and it is only possible to have first-class knife skills in hand.

After Qingxia slashed with a diagonal knife, she picked up the knife with surprise and looked at it. It was so easy just now that the wooden pillar was broken before it could be fully exerted.

Judging from the feeling in Qingxia's hand, she believed that five inches could be possible.

Another hand appeared in Wei Xiaobai's hand: "Qingxia, six inches."

Before Qingxia could take the knife, she had time to cut it. The third knife appeared in Wei Xiaobai's hand: "Qingxia, nine inches."

Nine-inch wooden pillars.

Qingxia dared not doubt it, but she couldn't believe it. Maybe General Yuchi can do it, but can she do it herself? Even if she has a good knife.

But I saw Tietou snatch the third knife that Wei Xiaobai handed to Qingxia, and shouted and pulled out the knife and slashed it on a pillar in the workshop.

A corner of the workshop collapsed.

Tietou knelt on the ground, holding the knife in both hands, tears falling like rain.

Wei Xiaobai threw a bamboo tube over: "Iron Head, learn the method inside the bamboo tube. I will give you the second bamboo tube after you have finished it. The knife in your hand is the knife prepared by this prince-consort for His Royal Highness, don't mess it up."

After Wei Xiaobai said that, he turned around and left.

Qingxia quickly took a step forward, took back the knife from Tietou's hand, and then stuffed the second knife that Wei Xiaobai handed to him into Tietou's hand.

Since it is His Highness's sword, it is absolutely impossible to stay in Tiefang for them to study, and it is absolutely not possible.

After Wei Xiaobai left, Tietou knelt on the ground and posed the knife left by Qingxia. He opened the bamboo tube with trembling hands. After reading the contents inside, Tietou held up the token of the Blacksmith Manager of the Princess' Mansion. This was the first time Tietou used this token in his life.

Tietou shouted: "This manager ordered the master scrambler to stop work."

Wei Xiaobai gave the method of coking.

The average temperature of charcoal is 700 degrees, the limit temperature of a good furnace is 1,000 degrees. The coal is about 1,700 degrees, and the coke is 2,300 degrees.

Iron head knows literacy, but I don’t know much about what Wei Xiaobai wrote.

But he understood one sentence: coke is made of charcoal, which can reach twice the furnace temperature of charcoal and three times the coke.

With just three times the furnace temperature, I will understand that the iron yard needs to be changed a lot after I have been hitting the iron head for a lifetime. This three times the furnace temperature is a miracle for the blacksmith.

And this is just the first bamboo tube, and there is one next.

The master craftsman who was originally working, and the master craftsman who had just gotten up to take over the work, gathered beside Tietou.

Tietou said: "The prince-consort can produce 10,000 salt per day. Today it is our Tiefang turn, and the furnace temperature is three times. This is just the first time that the prince-consort has given guidance. The prince-consort said that there are other teachings to learn this. Do you know what you are going to do?"

The coking process was read three times by the Tiefang civil servant.

Everyone nodded and immediately dispersed to prepare. Coking was not difficult for these people.

Wei Xiaobai returned to the wooden house and it was almost dawn.

In the bedroom, Wei Xiaobai heard Li Zhaoning crying in his sleep. Wei Xiaobai sat next to Li Zhaoning's bed for half an hour, not thinking about how to do it, but how much it should do it.

Wei Xiaobai gently stroked Li Zhaoning's hair and whispered: "A great man once said: It's not scary to have strong winds and waves. They stole your Linjiang, and I will take back the land of the two states for you. They stole the property of your loyal ministers and servants, and I will seek justice for them."

"By the way, girl, you should feel lucky that there are so many people around you who have fought for your life, and they are much more precious than the land of the mansion."

After saying this, Wei Xiaobai stood up and walked out.

It's dawn.

When Li Zhaoning woke up, he felt tears still on his face that were still dry.

Qingxia came to Li Zhaoning: "Your Highness, the prince consort didn't sleep all night last night. He went out for a walk and arrived at Tiefang. There was a peerless treasure knife. Also, the prince consort came back and sat by His Highness's bed for a long time, whispering to himself, I couldn't hear what he was saying."

knife?

Li Zhaoning took the knife given by Qingxia and recognized it at a glance.

The word Zhaoning with flying white body is the word "天" on the blade.

Qingxia said: "This knife cuts a wooden pillar like cutting tofu."

Cutting tofu is just a first-class knife technique that is qualified to say. If Wei Xiaobai says that he can't even cut four inches.

This knife.

Li Zhaoning met him, but this was the first time he looked at it seriously. The fine ripples on the blade were dark white but not reflective, and the blade had a hint of chill.

Qingxia said again: "There are two more hands left, one left in the workshop. I thought it could inspire the craftsmen, and there was one left in my husband's consort who had not been taken back, and it was still left in my place."

The other one, which can only be said to be a high-quality steel knife. Although it is also made of three layers of steel, it can be made with special craftsmanship and material formulas, and it took hundreds of thousands of dollars a year to build it.

Li Zhaoning didn't say anything, handed both knives to Qingxia, put on her clothes and walked out.

In the restaurant, I saw Wei Xiaobai's hair cut into short hair, and then he wore a flower shirt and a pair of big beach shorts that Li Zhaoning didn't know, to the length of his knees.

"Madam, come here to have breakfast together."

"What is breakfast?" Li Zhaoning didn't understand much.

The Tang Dynasty had two meals, the morning meal was 10 o'clock, and the complementary food was 4 o'clock in the afternoon. If you were hungry at night, add midnight snacks. There was no such thing as breakfast.

Although Wei Xiaobai sometimes had to eat something when he woke up in the morning, this was the first time Li Zhaoning heard the word breakfast.

Wei Xiaobai said while placing a small bowl and a small plate, "I eat three meals a day. The first meal I wake up in the morning, the second meal at noon, and the third meal at the end of Youth. I don't eat it easily at night, and I can easily gain weight after eating at night."

When Wei Xiaobai was speaking, he had already arranged the small bowls and plates.
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