Liu Zhigao narrowed his eyes: "Li Buyi is getting up again in the court."
Li Buyi, the head of the Li family and Li Shihan’s father.
The Liu and Li families have been friends for many years, until the Li family fell into trouble.
"Father has a sharp eye!"
Liu Jianye nodded and chuckled: "Your Majesty sent me a letter a while ago. Uncle Buyi is a close friend and has become the Left Prime Minister of the DPRK. The emperor supports the left prime minister and fights with the right minister, and he has the potential to replace him. If the left prime minister has the power, Uncle Buyi will surely prosper.
, as long as I become the son-in-law of the Li family, the Liu family will be able to rise above the elite and become a prominent family in the county, or even a noble family."
"Is the news reliable?"
Liu Zhigao paced with his hands behind his back: "Li Buyi has been in office for many years, with ups and downs. He has never lasted three years. How long can he last this time? If there is another raid on the family, the Liu family will be wiped out.
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Liu Jianye had an ambitious look on his face: "Father, wealth can only be gained through risk. You want to lead the Liu family to become the county magistrate. How can a wealthy family not take risks at all?"
Liu Zhigao sighed: "The Li family has suffered several catastrophes, and the Liu family has drawn a clear line. The friendship between family members has long been exhausted. You used this strategy to get Shihan first, and the Li family loves him. How could you not?"
I admit you. If I just deal with that kid, will Shihan agree? If she was willing to come back, the Li family would have taken her back long ago."
"She was unwilling at the time, but she has definitely changed her mind now!"
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"That's it!"
Liu Zhigao looked cold and stern: "You are the reading seed of the Liu family. You must cherish feathers. Don't touch such dirty things in the future. Someone in the family will do it for you."
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For three days in a row, the door of Zhao's blacksmith shop was closed tightly, and there were banging, crackling, and grinding sounds coming from inside. No one knew what was going on.
Snapped!
Wang Jian smashed a ball of clay onto the stone slab!
"Wang Yuan, I spent one day and thirty guan to buy you a load of teff stone, a load of clay, a load of quartz, a jar of sand, and a load of yellow wax stone; my father spent five loads of coal,
It took two days to help you burn yellow wax stone and quartz; Erhu helped you push and grind for three days, and his tired tongue hung out before grinding all these materials into powder; you actually have them to play with mud, you are worthy of us
Is it hard for three people to work for three days, you prodigal cousin!"
Zhao Qinghe had his hands on his small waist, a pair of undulating peaks, his oval face was flushed, and his big eyes looked fiercely at Wang Yuan who was playing in the mud.
Uncle Zhao Dachui said with a straight face: "Qinghe, why are you talking to your cousin? Yuan'er must have his reasons for playing in the mud, don't disturb him!"
Ever since Wang Yuan poured yellow mud into brown sugar to get white sugar, he felt that there was a hidden meaning in every move of his nephew.
Erhu, who had worked the hardest in the past three days, was also advising: "Sister Qinghe, we have to believe in Brother Yuan, he must be different from others when he plays in the mud!"
"It's different. Others don't spend money to play with mud. He added all the ingredients, not counting labor, and spent nearly fifty dollars!"
Zhao Qinghe's little mouth was so pouty that it could hang a teapot.
After grinding the five ingredients into powder, she thought Wang Yuan was going to make something!
As a result, Wang Yuan was just wrestling with mud and playing here for almost a day.
Spending fifty pounds playing in the mud makes my cousin even more prodigal than before.
Wang Yuan explained: "I am making a small furnace for refining molten iron!"
Zhao Qinghe hummed: "You need a blast furnace to refining molten iron. If you use this mud to make a small furnace that can melt molten iron, I can do whatever you want me to do in the future!"
"Then I remember it!"
Wang Yuan chuckled.
After leaving the county government that night, he didn't go anywhere else and went directly to his uncle's house.
After encountering a thief and having a grudge against the powerful Liu family, Wang Yuan felt vaguely uneasy.
Reminds me of the scene when Dahu uses a jujube stick and his combat effectiveness soars!
Wang Yuan is preparing to forge a sharp blade to increase the combat effectiveness of the three of them as much as possible.
As a result, when I asked my uncle, the iron smelting technology in this world is extremely poor, and even steel has not been refined yet!
You can make ordinary weapons, but you can't make a sharp blade that can cut through iron like mud!
There is no other choice but to make steel.
Steelmaking requires molten iron, and the blacksmith shop does not have a blast furnace, so it needs to make a 'graphite clay crucible'.
Fortunately, the recipe is not complicated, and Wang Yuan knows what these ingredients were called in ancient times.
Graphite, thrush.
Silica, clay.
Borax, Borax.
Silica, quartz.
Waxstone has the same name in ancient and modern times.
Purchasing the materials is only the first step. The difficult part is to bake the materials, grind them into powder, and mix them into mud!
You also need to take the clay to the porcelain kiln, and ask a master porcelain maker to pull it out and dry it in the shade.
The follow-up work will take at least ten days to produce the graphite clay crucible.
Fortunately, the remaining work only needed to be paid. Wang Yuan left it to his cousin and uncle, and dragged his exhausted body away from the Zhao family's blacksmith shop!