Chapter five hundred and fifty-one thousand trials and hardships
Forging is definitely not such a simple thing. The so-called "thousands of times of hard work" refers to the process of forging real gold through fire.
The Tuan Steel forged by Master Wei and the others are not completely useless. After further processing and forging, these Tuan Steel can be forged into real steel.
However, due to technical limitations, this process is quite complicated and torturous.
While the steel is still hot, it needs to be beaten several times, and then weighed.
"Where's the steelyard?"
"Bring me a steelyard!"
The task of hammering is not difficult for blacksmiths. It is completely repetitive work and has no technical content.
Steelyard?
What do you want that thing for?
The craftsmen who were watching immediately panicked and started noisily trying to think of their own solutions, but Pu Chao, the commander-in-chief, still had some sense.
He immediately called the craftsman who made gold and silverware to him: "Don't you have a steelyard in your workshop?"
"Hurry up and get one!"
Pujiang Zuo is right!
How could I forget this!
Steelyards are the most equipped workshops, which are used to make gold and silverware. There is no other reason. Gold and silverware are generally very expensive, and the workmanship is exquisite. One, two, two, two, and every centimeter must be measured clearly.
, can’t be wrong at all.
Therefore, the steelyards in gold and silver workshops are the most complete, and they are available in various sizes.
The craftsman did his job well and quickly brought all the steel scales in the workshop, big and small, for you to choose.
Wang Mi picked a medium-sized one and began to weigh the iron block that had been tempered once.
"Eighty-two-three cents per catty."
"Master Wei, record this."
Although Master Wei is a craftsman, he still hangs around in the imperial court, so he doesn't know a single word.
In addition to their own names, they can both recognize and write characters such as weights and measures, year names, etc. that craftsmen must master.
"Come on, Master Wei, fight again."
Still fighting?
What else is there to fight for?
These are already wrought iron, and nothing can be made from them.
Wei Ning'er probably understood the intention of Wang Mi's instructions, although with their level of knowledge they would not understand what other elements were contained in the iron ore.
However, skilled craftsmen also understand that there are many impurities in the iron materials dug out from the soil. What exactly these impurities are, the craftsmen cannot explain, but they understand that they must try their best to remove these impurities.
By removing it, the iron produced will be purer and of better quality.
So, Wang Mi gave the instructions, and the craftsmen followed them honestly without any complaints.
"One pound and two taels."
"Very good, let's do it again." Wang Mi put down the scale and announced openly. The craftsmen were helpless.
When will he be satisfied?
"One pound!"
Wang Mi's face gradually showed a look of satisfaction. He became more and more happy, but the craftsmen became more and more tired.
The small hammer kept hammering on the iron block that was already too small to be any smaller, one after another, over and over again, as if it were a soulless blacksmithing robot.
"Eight taels!"
Very good!
Getting closer!
The scene became more and more lively, the blacksmith workshop was crowded with people, and more and more craftsmen came here from other workshops.
The crowd is a symbol of hope!
Wherever there is something new and new technology comes out, there will be the largest crowds of people!
People's eyes are gradually focused on the blacksmith workshop. No matter what job they were originally engaged in or their skills, now the focus of attention of all the craftsmen in the workshop, large and small, has become one.
That is, new steel is finally coming!
This young man in a girdle, dripping with sweat, a descendant of the famous Langya Wang family, and the most popular minister in the imperial court, was actually standing in the blacksmith shop like this. Although he did not strike the iron with his own hands, as long as the craftsman
If their technical movements were slightly out of shape, he would immediately stop them and make adjustments.
I don’t know if he is really knowledgeable or just pretending. All in all, what he said did play a key role in improving the blacksmithing craft.
During the operation, Pu Chao stood in front of the forging table and watched carefully, never leaving for a moment.
At first, he was on guard, lest Wang Mi suddenly come up with a bad move and cause some trouble.
But now, Pu Chao has completely fallen into curiosity about new things.
"Amazing!"
"You can actually become so small!"
Seeing that the iron block is getting smaller and smaller, and the color is getting brighter and brighter. Although Pu Chao has not yet figured out what the connection is, it is obvious that the steel block that was reforged after Wang Mi's guidance is, to the naked eye,
It can be seen that the quality is constantly improving.
"Wang Shilang, what's up? It's okay now."
In Pu Chao's opinion, the iron block was already too small to be smaller, and the color was clear and translucent, with a slight greenish black color. It can be concluded that if it was used to make a sword, it would definitely be cold and intimidating!
On the battlefield, if the enemy sees such a steel knife, they may not dare to get close!
"Not even close!"
"Just a little!"
"Brothers, do it again!"
In Wang Mi's eyes, blazing fire was burning, that was the light of the fire, that was the passion that ignited the technology tree!
As Wang Mi and Pu Chao gradually showed expressions of satisfaction, the craftsmen who had no enthusiasm finally began to regain their consciousness.
Their movements were crisper, more powerful, and the repetitive work made all the craftsmen dripping with sweat.
They didn't care much anymore, and all their shirts were thrown aside. Sweat dripped from their strong muscles and dripped onto the red-hot iron, immediately generating a stream of heat and evaporating away.
The scene of labor is the most beautiful scene.
At this moment, Wang Micai really had a deep sympathy with this sentence.
Another wave of blacksmithing is over, and the iron block has become so small that even the medium-sized steelyard cannot be used and can only be replaced with a small-sized one.
"Seven taels and eight dollars!"
"Seven taels and eight dollars!"
"Seven taels and eight dollars!"
As the same number was reported three times, the mark on the scale beam remained motionless, and Wang Mi shouted: "It's done!"
"It's finally done!"
In fact, it had already happened as early as the first time I shouted out seven or eight dollars.
The iron block, which originally looked like a little bit of impurity, turned into a blue-black color before people's eyes.
It becomes more and more translucent and the color becomes more and more correct.
This is the qualified steel that Wang Mi dreams of, one that can be used to make handguns!
However, he is not sure yet.
According to historical records and modern process principles, Tuan Steel must evolve into real steel with extremely low carbon content, and the mass of the iron block must be continuously reduced until it can no longer be reduced.
From just now, it can be seen from the repeated beating over and over again that the quality of the iron block has not changed much.
However, what Wang Mi needs is fine steel!
The kind of high-quality steel that can be used to make handguns must not be manipulated.