"Wang Shilang, forgive us for being stupid, we really can't think of it."
The masters were so anxious that they scratched their heads, and Wang Mi could only give some advice.
"Have you ever made it three to five more times like this, and then let it cool down after seeing that the color of the steel block has completely stabilized?"
"Hit me!" Some masters refused to let go, but some masters gradually realized: "But the color of the steel blocks we made is indeed wrong."
"You see, we always make it once or twice. When we see that the weight of the steel block no longer changes, we end the process."
"As you can see from the cooled steel blocks, the color is not that translucent. It is incomparable to the steel blocks here now."
"I think what Shilang Wang means is that regardless of whether the weight of the steel block will change again, we must follow the rules and beat it repeatedly many times. Firstly, to ensure that the weight of the steel block will not change again, and secondly, we must
When the color of the steel block becomes completely pure, it is considered finished."
"Wang Shilang, I wonder if you are right?" A young craftsman who looks like the youngest has the fastest brain and a quick mind.
After listening to his words, Wang Mi nodded vigorously and praised: "This is the truth."
"You must pay attention to the number of times you make the steel block. You must not stop the operation just because the weight of the steel block no longer changes after one or two times. Instead, you must continue to operate. You will see that the color of the steel block has stabilized, and the weight is really unable to change.
If it is reduced again, it can be considered as a good piece of steel."
"Only steel like this can be used to make pistols!"
Under Wang Mi's repeated explanation, the rough Tuan Gang was finally transformed into "real steel." The next step was to make steel pipes.
Although there was no such precise unit of measurement in this era, craftsmen still had solutions.
In this era, the famous mathematician Zu Chongzhi was not born yet. Zu Chongzhi was from the Southern Dynasties. There was no way to help Wang Mi, a loser with poor mathematics, to make more accurate steel pipes.
Fortunately, the skilled craftsmen had already figured it out. Although they did not master the calculation method, they had a variety of molds in their hands. With these molds, they could mass-produce steel pipes that met Wang Mi's requirements.
Huan was busy at the blacksmith shop, and the other workshops were no less busy. Wang Mi walked gently on the path leading to the workshop, and soon came to the carpentry workshop.
"Master Yan, your carpentry work is so ingenious!"
Wang Mi came to him, and while approving, there was a sense of disbelief in his eyes.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Wang, for your compliment. I don't dare to boast about anything else, but my housekeeping skills are indeed the best in Jiankang City."
"Even if you go all over the city, you can't find anyone with better skills than me!"
Good craftsmanship!
This craftsmanship is really good!
However, it is too good.
I saw Master Yan picking up a very delicate wooden handle that had been drilled and blowing on it, and some tiny wood chips flew away.
"Master Yan, this wooden handle is used as a weapon. It only needs to be generally beautiful. It doesn't have to be particularly delicate."
"oh?"
"You don't need to look too good. I see. Why didn't Wang Shilang tell me earlier?" Master Yan drooped his eyes and sounded very unfriendly.
In front of him, the wooden handle made by Master Yan was held in his hand, and at his feet, there was another wooden handle that had already been made.
The two wooden handles are exactly the same in shape, and there is almost no difference visible to the naked eye, which is enough to prove Master Yan's ability.
But the pattern on the wooden handle gave Wang Mi a headache.
Master Yan has outstanding personal abilities and pursues perfection in his work. Obviously, there are no patterns on the handles of the wooden handles on the drawings given to him by Wang Mi. However, Master Yan took it upon himself to carve on each wooden handle.
pattern.
Although the decoration is very simple, just chrysanthemum and lotus patterns, such simple decoration is not allowed by Wang Mi!
"Master Yan, I'm not questioning your craftsmanship. I know that your craftsmanship is good and unparalleled in the entire Jiankang City. However, this wooden handle is to be decorated on new weapons. It is not just a decoration. It is
It needs to be done in practice and must be practical!”
"I know you mean well, but this kind of weapon needs to be produced in a large quantity like spears and swords. It's not hundreds, not thousands, it must be tens of thousands!"
"Good guy!"
"Ten thousand?"
"Then I, old man, can't finish it even if I die!" Master Yan jumped up, and his eyes suddenly became complicated when he looked at the delicate wooden handle in his hand.
He probably understood what Wang Mi meant.
"Not every craftsman has the skills of my old Yan!"
"No wonder!"
"No wonder!"
"Forget it, Wang Shilang waits just a moment longer, and I can make two more."
Wang Mi nodded and had to say that Master Yan's ability to understand was indeed outstanding. Although he did not mean to praise him, he still understood the meaning of this level by himself and immediately boasted about it.
A few sentences.
Wang Mi was not interested in his boasting, but it had to be said that Master Yan's subsequent words showed that he understood what Wang Mi meant.
Why can't the wooden handle of a pistol be decorated with patterns and can only be made with plain grain? It's all because of the need to maintain the consistency of the weapon format.
Pistols are for fighting, not for showing the ingenuity of craftsmen, and they are not like those specially used for collecting knives and arrows, which can be marked with personal marks.
The simpler it is, the more efficient it can be.
Master Yan was not a petty person, so he destroyed the two exquisite wooden handles that he had already made without waiting for Wang Mi's instructions.
It seems that it is right to come here today to do some inspections. Many times, seemingly simple tasks will give rise to various branches in the eyes of people who have never been in contact with them.
So much so that the slightest difference makes a huge difference, and things that appear to be exactly the same on the surface can actually be completely different and completely unrelated.
"Have you been busy with these things these past few days?"
It was not until after inspecting the carpentry workshop that Shen Suanzi finally spoke, bringing a rare breath of coolness to Wang Mi who was immersed in the pleasant atmosphere of labor.
"Yeah, do you think these things are boring?"
When she was either blacksmithing or whittling wood, everything was dirty and smelly. Even if Shen Suanzi boasted, she was still a little lady after all, and it was normal that she couldn't stand these things.
"I didn't say that, I thought it was interesting."
Shen Suanzi is a frank person and she almost never lies. Wang Mi does have a good vision. For his first trip, he brought her to the bustling Jiang Workshop, which was exactly what she wanted.
Although the workshop was busy, there was not much danger. Shen Suanzi, dressed in men's clothing, walked around the workshop and moved very freely.
Occasionally, some craftsmen would look at him strangely, but they would just take her as a handsome man from some family and look at her twice.
While Wang Mi was focusing on blacksmithing, Shen Suanzi had already wandered out.