High-grade iron ore has high hardness and is not easy to crush. Of course, it is more difficult to sinter than ordinary iron ore.
You don’t have a special bellows, and you have two knives. You can smelt it in a small shop, so it’s strange that it can be burned!
Shen Lin had no intention of hiding this majestic and simple man.
He pulled Liang Zizhong into the corner.
"Take it, of course!"
"Old Liang, I guess your Mangshan Village is going to be destroyed."
"It's definitely more profitable than farming. It's such a big fortune!"
"But you'd better go back quickly and look for it in different locations along the entire mountain."
"Get more samples and show them to me first!"
"If I'm not wrong, it should be a high-grade iron ore."
"It's more valuable than the ore I have on hand."
Seeing Shen Lin's serious expression, Liang Zizhong's expression changed, and he ran away without caring about etiquette, running as fast as a rabbit.
There is no reason why the chief would lie to me.
He said if you can make money, you must get rich!
Just after going to the other side, Luo Ding, the village chief of Aung San, came back to take a look after finishing discussions with several village elders.
"Huh? Why is this guy Lao Liang running away? His butt is on fire?"
Shen Lin laughed.
"Nothing, I'm happy today. He said he wanted to go back and get some prey to drink with."
Luo Ding asked quickly when he saw Sang Hong and Shen Zhongping staring at him eagerly.
"How long is the area? How's the cement output? We all want to build canals."
It is actually better to have multiple water towers to store water.
But how many people asked for thousands of kilograms of steel bars to make the skeleton?
Then forget it!
What a waste.
Shen Lin has already made arrangements.
He asked Shen Zhu to summon the hired workers who were building the water tower this time to form a raw material collection team.
Thirty people went to the back mountain to dig limestone and gypsum and grind them into powder.
Twenty people are responsible for burning charcoal, which is needed for iron making and cement burning anyway.
Of course, coking is better.
But there is no news of coal nearby.
"Don't worry, I can provide three thousand kilograms of cement every day, which is enough for several of our villages!"
"Just distribute it equally among everyone. There is no need to take it back and keep it for future use. This thing is not waterproof."
"As for the price, it is tentatively set at one copper per catty. This is the internal price, so don't go out and talk nonsense!"
Of course no one will talk nonsense.
It’s only equivalent to one-tenth of the price of wheat.
The price is so low that it exceeds everyone’s imagination.
Wu Qi also asked Shen Lin privately.
A kiln of cement only costs three taels of silver. How much do you make?
It's better to smelt more iron.
But how did Master Qi know that cement is a basic building material.
Once on the market, demand is endless.
This thing is all about volume.
Now it is just a small-scale firing and is in the experimental stage.
Fifty workers quarrying, burning charcoal, grinding, and transporting rocks.
All costs, including food and accommodation, are less than five taels of silver.
And Shen Lin has now started building his second regular cement kiln.
In the future, the daily output will reach more than 10,000 kilograms.
In other words, just cement alone.
Shen Lin can make a net profit of 150 taels of silver in one month.
This is just the beginning stage.
The next step is to install the hydraulic forging press.
It took two days of work to erect the tall solid wood shelf.
Five wooden gears of different sizes also mesh together.
The strong rope made of cowhide has been soaked in vegetable oil.
It is tied to the top and fixed with the winch below.
Two large hammers that were poured in advance are placed on the ground.
One weighs 600 pounds.
Two hundred pounds each.
The biggest hammer was fixed first.
As the only outsider, the old carpenter was allowed to stay and visit.
Shen Zhonggui pinched his white beard and muttered to himself.
"Can you lift a 600-pound hammer just by relying on large and small gears and hydraulic impact?"
Shen Lin pointed at the long balance lever and smiled.
"Uncle, you can hold down the other end of any 200-pound weight without water power."
"That's for using manpower to crush the ore."
"It is definitely countless times lighter than swinging a hammer directly."
"It's the principle of leverage. With a fulcrum, you can actually lift a 600-jin hammer, or even a heavier one, without using water!"
"The only drawback is that we don't have such a long lever and can't swing it!!"
The water tower is not just prepared for hydraulic forging.
It does so much.
The height is sufficient.
The Li family compound already has iron pipe tap water, but there are not so many original faucets.
Grinding, pouring, and crafting weapons all use a lot of water.
Are you going to die from exhaustion just by relying on others?
Now it only takes two cows to take turns pumping water for a day, which is enough for the workshop to operate day and night.
Shen Lin personally stood at the winch and released the wooden handle.
"Shuanzi, release the water!"
At the top, there is a large wooden water tank that runs through the water tower.
Li Shuan opened the closed baffle.
"brush!"
Hundreds of kilograms of water suddenly fell.
The iron plate at the end of the lever is pressed to the bottom.
"Turn off the water!"
"call out!"
The big hammer on the other side was pulled to the top two feet by the rope and hung motionless!
At the same time, Li Yi quickly turned the winch.
Then, he pressed the wooden handle again.
"boom!"
Everyone felt that Nuo Da's forging room was shaken.
The big hammer fell with a crash.
On the grinding table, a piece of red-hot wrought iron was just placed.
Just like dough, smashed into a thin large flatbread!
"Release the water!"
"receive!"
The big hammer continued to lift the ceiling, and Shen Lin fixed the wooden handle of the switch.
Several people gathered around the dark red, steaming steel plate in amazement.
The second uncle used tongs and a small hammer to roll up the four sides.
A "bread" as big as a wooden basin was formed.
Wu Qi immediately admired him.
"Brother Lin, Master Qi understands. It looks like a 600-pound sledgehammer fell from a height of two feet."
"This strength has already exceeded two thousand kilograms, right?"
"Not to mention, up and down, it's not much slower than a blacksmith swinging a hammer!"
"In other words, it takes a blacksmith three years, but here, it may only take one month."
"Can you forge hundreds of refined steel?"
"It's fifty pounds once it comes out, for God's sake!"
You don't understand this.
It is said that steel can be made into steel.
It is through high-temperature forging to better integrate the iron elements and carbon elements.
Unnecessary impurities will also slowly precipitate and evaporate.
The stronger the forging, the better the effect will be.
This process is amazing.
You must not use conventional addition and subtraction to judge time.
"Master Qi, let's make a bet. Brother, I think it won't take that long."
"If we don't work at night, we won't stop working during the day. Maybe five days, or three days will be enough!"
Everyone was shocked by Shen Lin's assertion.
Surprisingly, no one objected.
Even the most naughty Master Qi curled his lips.
"I won't bet with you."
"Who would have thought? You have so many fantastic ideas?"
"We don't understand anything. If you say yes, then it's almost the same."