Guo Liang and Guo Qiang glanced at their elder brother, and they lowered their heads and remained silent!

"No, it's okay!"

Guo Cang blushed and said: "My mother is not in good health, we are going to ask a doctor!"

Wang Yuan asked with concern: "What does the doctor say? Is the condition serious?"

This society lacks medical treatment and medicine, and even a cold may kill someone!

Guo Cang lowered his head and stammered: "No, it's not serious. The doctor said it will be fine after taking a few doses of medicine!"

Wang Yuan warned: "The old lady is weak. Give her something good to eat every day. Eggs, fish, and pork are all fine. If someone has cows and sheep giving birth, go squeeze some cows and goats' milk, boil it and give it to your mother to drink. It is good for the body."

It’s good! Don’t try to save money, otherwise when the old man’s health breaks down, he won’t be able to get it back no matter how much money he spends!”

People in this era are generally lacking in protein.

Although the three brothers earned a lot of money, their family was used to hard times and they did not dare to eat or drink too much.

At most, I had a full meal and cooked the fish shared by the fishing team with some oil and salt.

However, these fish are basically for children to eat, and adults can only drink some soup!

"Yes, Master!"

The three brothers' eyes turned red when they heard this.

Wang Yuan said again: "Let me know if you have anything to say in the future, otherwise everyone will worry about you!"

"Um!"

The three brothers felt warm in their hearts and felt that what they did yesterday was worth it!

After destroying Sanhu Village, Uncle Shanshan sent them to drive the carriage for their benefactor!

Not everyone can drive this carriage. In the past, only big tigers and two tigers could drive it!

Whoever can drive a car for a benefactor is a status symbol in Dawang Village!

Now that the Liu family was destroyed, Uncle Shanshan was worried about Wang Yuan's safety, so he asked the three of them to come too!

Erhu, who was driving the car, couldn't help but said: "Brother Yuan, you were so majestic the day before yesterday, but you didn't even go to the county seat! Now that the matter is over, why are you still here?"

Wang Yuan said: "Go to my uncle's house. What we made last time has been finished!"

Yesterday, my uncle sent the fishing team back with a message, and the graphite chariot earth crucible was burned.

"drive!"

The two tigers waved their riding whips excitedly.

Last time I worked hard for three days, and I still had to bear the stigma of going to Goulan and playing in the mud with Brother Yuan.

Now he really wants to know what Brother Yuan made with that pile of mud!

At noon, the five people came to the Zhao family's blacksmith shop in the county town, and were greeted by their uncle Zhao Dachui and cousin Zhao Qinghe.

"Yuan'er, you really destroyed the Sanhu Village and captured the Black Heart Tiger!"

Uncle Zhao Dachui couldn't believe it. This matter has been spread throughout the county for the past two days.

Zhao Qinghe raised his head: "Dad, he is definitely not my cousin. He has not practiced martial arts, so how can he fight bandits!"

Wang Yuan chuckled and nodded without saying much.

"Dad, look at it!"

Zhao Qinghe raised his head proudly, glanced at the carriage and the horses and said: "Cousin, you are wasting your money. It is not enough to buy one carriage, but you also bought three horses. Raising four horses will cost you at least two thousand dollars a month!"

"Sister Qinghe, Brother Yuan didn't buy the horse, we captured it from Sanhu Village!"

Erhu couldn't help but said: "Also, although Brother Yuan doesn't know how to fight, our defeat of Sanhu Village was all led by Brother Yuan from behind!"

"ah!"

Zhao Qinghe froze on the spot, looking at Wang Yuan blankly, his pretty face flushed!

Commanding a group of villagers to defeat a group of ruthless bandits is a skill that only generals in dramas have!

When did my prodigal cousin become so capable!

"It's actually Yuan'er who is in command!"

My uncle was very happy when he heard this: "Qinghe, go buy food and wine quickly, daddy wants to celebrate your cousin!"

"Dad, if you want to drink, just say so. Why are you dragging him along? He doesn't drink!"

Zhao Qinghe rolled her beautiful eyes and pulled Wang Yuan into the room: "You won a great victory. This is worthy of celebration, but I want to tell you about this!"

Wang Yuan followed behind in confusion, not knowing what this little abacus was going to say!

Zhao Qinghe pointed to the three jars in the yard: "According to the way you said, my father and I found a master who fired porcelain, made more than 20 pots of various sizes, and opened three kilns to bake them. It cost a total of

For fifty guan, we can burn these three broken jars! In total, we have spent a hundred guan!"

"so much!"

Looking at the three dusty jars, which were no different from the ones with dozens of coins on the street, Erhu felt so distressed that he wanted to cry.

He worked tirelessly for three days and was burdened with the stigma of going to the check-bar, so he came up with these three things.

Could it be that Brother Yuan is really wasting his fortune?

"There are three, it's already worth it!"

Picking up the graphite clay crucible, Wang Yuan knocked on it and listened to the sound, feeling very happy.

I thought it would be great if I could produce just one, but I ended up with three good ones!

This is not because there is a problem with the ingredients, but because it is difficult to control the heat in this era.

There are three of them, which is beyond expectations!

Zhao Qinghe put his hands on his hips and his pretty face flushed with anger: "I spent a hundred dollars on this piece of shit, and you still tell me it's worth it. What a waste of money!"

The uncle made a serious face: "Qinghe, why are you talking to your cousin?"

"You spent a hundred dollars to get three broken jars, and you still spoil him!"

Zhao Qinghe pouted his lips, walked past Wang Yuan and said: "If you can't heat the molten iron later, I will settle the score with you even though you are my cousin!"

Wang Yuan raised his eyebrows: "What if it's burned out? What did you say last time?"

"It's burned out. Whatever you ask me to do, I'll do it for you!"

Zhao Qinghe raised his little head, picked up the vegetable basket and went out, flicking his braid.

"This girl has such a stubborn temper, she doesn't know who she can marry in the future!"

The uncle looked at Zhao Qinghe and shook his head!

Wang Yuan chuckled: "Uncle, let's start by boiling a furnace of molten iron first!"

The uncle was doubtful: "Yuan'er, this thing can really melt iron into molten iron!"

He has been a blacksmith for many years and knows that the government's blast furnace cannot produce molten iron.

At most, the pig iron is half melted!

"can!"

Wang Yuan chuckled and nodded.

In ancient societies without technology, steelmaking was a high technology!

Due to limited temperature, molten iron cannot be melted directly. Ancient steelmaking went through four stages: block-making method, steel-making method, steel-frying method, and steel-filling method.

I learned through my uncle that Daye’s steelmaking technology is still in the steel-frying stage!

And he wants to go beyond the steel filling method and use a graphite clay crucible to melt the iron directly.

Get high quality high carbon steel!

The biggest technical difficulty here lies in the production of graphite clay crucible!

Now that the hardest part is over, just tell your uncle what to do for the rest!

Convert the blacksmith's furnace into a crucible furnace and enlarge the blast channel.

This alone took me a whole afternoon to work on, and it wasn’t until night that I started boiling molten iron!

Uncle, Dahu, and Guocang brothers stood around the drying boiler without blinking an eye!

A crucible costing more than 30 yuan a piece, I am really afraid that it will be burned out by using coal like this.

But Wang Yuan was in the backyard, setting up a gun stake, and stood in rapt attention!

Zhao Qinghe was sitting on a small bench, holding her cheeks on her knees with both hands, looking at Wang Yuan in a daze, her big eyes flashing and her pretty face flushed!

This cousin is becoming more and more different now, and he actually looks a little better.

He used to be very petty, very arrogant and liked to look down on others!

Now these problems are gone, and I still often have weird ideas in my head!
To be continued...