Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three People's Hearts Are Sinister and Suddenly Changed
Chen Lin gave a simple example.
Anyway, what kind of chemical reactions are, the level of carbon content?
To put it, people in this era are like listening to the heavenly books and cannot understand them at all.
"Have you been through the paste?"
Master Mao nodded in confusion.
"What's the matter with this...?"
Chen Lin chuckled and said, "Not only has it, but it also has a great connection!"
"One method is understood, hundreds of methods are understood!"
He pointed at his head.
"A man cannot do things based on experience alone."
"You have to use your brain, watch and think more."
"Many seemingly unrelated things actually have the same principles."
"That's how I can create a lot of new technologies."
"The idiots behind you can only try their best to take advantage of the situation."
What Chen Lin didn't expect was.
Master Mao was actually worried.
He nodded and said, "It makes sense."
"The country's power of the Great Zhou Dynasty is declining, and it has a lot to do with those idiots."
"I don't want to use my brain to mess with new technologies."
"I don't want to spend money to support people who can torture new technologies."
"Haha, I'll point at everything to grab it? Can our Great Zhou rob the Liao people?"
The old guy covered his mouth.
Oh, I accidentally let it go.
"Boy, don't mess with me."
"Say the point!"
Chen Lin was sure in his heart.
Old guy, let you be cunning and you have to drink my master's foot wash.
The person behind you?
No need to guess.
Damn, this breaks the Great Zhou.
It is unreasonable not to perish.
Except for the Great Zhou Imperial City Department?
Who can still be buried in a ten-year stake?
Who can make Master Mao Ding Po like this, an experienced veteran who is very capable?
Stay at your post for ten years.
Not easy!
You really want to be honest, won’t you just need to write the next official document?
Ten or twenty, I can sell it openly, right?
Do you have to use this despicable means to kidnap and extort?
So what if you get the technology over?
Do you have the high-quality iron mountain like the Gushan Village?
Chen Lin has studied maps a lot in this mountain and river in his spare time.
In fact, it is not much different from the Central Plains in my previous life.
It's just that the names in the ground are different.
If Chen Lin's guess is not out of Chen Lin's guess, there may be little difference underground.
The whole country is a perfect mine area.
Even if there are occasional high-grade iron ore.
Either it is buried in the mountains, it is difficult to mine and it is inconvenient to transport.
Or it's hidden deep underground, and it's still a little bit to find it.
"Okay, let's continue talking about paste."
"Do you want to stir well? Can you pour it in all the time when adding flour?"
"The paste that comes out is full of bubbles, can it work?"
"The same is true for smelting, pig iron, similar to a non-qualified paste."
Master Mao's eyes were shining.
He slapped his thigh.
"Yes!"
"It's really a blind eye, I can't see Mount Tai!"
"So, this is how cooked iron is made?"
"No, how high is the temperature of the iron furnace? How do you stir it?"
"Do you still need to add iron ore powder slowly?"
Chen Lin smiled.
"Of course, you can't stir it directly."
"Who can hold on with such a high temperature?"
"This requires the use of the lever principle and a mixing equipment is set up on the top of the furnace."
"Do you have paper and pen? I will show you the drawings."
“Of course there are differences.”
"You have to burn most of the furnace of pig iron first, and then slowly sprinkle it with high-grade ore powder."
"Whisk slowly and let them melt together with each other."
Master Mao has everything.
He actually took out a small brush from his pocket.
Even the inkstone, pine and ink, and paper were prepared in advance.
Chen Lin also looked like he was completely unreserved.
Pull the pen and draw.
"Look, this...this..."
"Just stand in the distance and push this leverage."
"The main component is made of fine iron, but the stirring fan blades underneath must be made of ceramic."
"The melting point of ceramics is much higher than that of iron!"
...
Master Mao nodded repeatedly.
He was sure that Chen Lin had no reservations.
Because every device this guy draws and every word he says is indecisive.
It is absolutely lie to him, a master who has worked in the iron smelting room for three years.
But Chen Lin didn't even mention the special bellows he invented.
There is also the structure of the earth blast furnace.
These are very different from ordinary iron smelting workshops.
Details determine success or failure.
There is not enough wind and oxygen.
If the iron ore grade is higher, there is no problem with ten iron smelting.
But if you refine the essence and iron for twenty years, it depends on luck.
The two of them communicated for half an hour.
Chen Lin stuffed a stack of paper with rich pictures and texts to Master Mao, patted his butt and stood up.
"Okay, you're an expert."
"You know whether what I said is true or not."
"Now, fulfill your promise!"
Master Mao carefully sorted out the stack of technical information and put it in his close-fitting underwear pocket.
The old guy also patted his butt and stood up.
"Old woman, send the little lady here."
Liu Chu'er cried with pear blossoms in the rain.
As soon as he saw Chen Lin, he threw himself into his arms.
"My husband, how...how can you..."
"How much is my life worth in my family?"
"If you die, die!"
Chen Lin's eyes were wet and he deliberately blamed him.
"What nonsense?"
"We both have to live well!"
"Don't talk about life and death easily, do you understand?"
Liu Chu'er raised her tears in her eyes.
"My husband, but..."
"What if they were spies from Liao?"
"Let's hand over the fine iron technology to him..."
"That big Zhou... is over!"
"The Central Plains cannot be miserable..."
this……
Chen Lin is hard to say, your husband racked his brains and tried tirelessly.
We have confirmed that they are from the Great Zhou.
Is he the largest spy agency in our Great Zhou?
The group of evil things in the Imperial City Department that eats people and does not spit bones.
At this time, Ding Po said with a smile.
"Little Madam, I can't say anything else!"
"But, my husband and I promise."
"This technology will never fall into the hands of the Liao people, that's it."
"You...can leave!"
What's the meaning?
Liu Chu'er Bingxue was smart, and she was immediately anxious and angry.
The little face was full of fear.
"Part Ding, Master Mao, can I leave?"
"What about our husband?"
Chen Lin didn't expect that the two old guys would do this.
Or I am too young.
Not thoughtful!
I am for fish and people are for the sword.
I really don’t have much capital to bid.
unless.
The fish is dead.
"Master Mao, Po Ding, you two..."
"It's too much!"
The two old guys exchanged their eyes, and the tacit understanding for many years.
Even if you don’t speak, you can understand what each other thinks.
Master Mao smiled.
"Sorry, I changed my mind temporarily."
"Mr. Shen, we still have no malice."
"I just want you to go with us and just burn a stove of fine iron."
Liu Chu'er didn't know the technical information given by Chen Lin.
It's a semi-finished product.
She blurted out.
"That's not simple? Just go to my workshop to have a look, isn't it enough?"
What a joke?
Since we dared to play kidnapping in front of hundreds of elite cavalry soldiers, we were still chatting and laughing.
Isn't it just relying on your own skills?
Add to this complex terrain of the weed beach?
This chapter has been completed!