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Chapter 128

Chapter 128

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 good to have 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.

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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!

Especially a few days ago, he asked the fish sales team to send soap, and after taking a bath, his body was white and fragrant!

When I went to the street and asked about it, I found that this kind of soap sells for three guan a piece, and only ladies and ladies from wealthy families can afford it!


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