Chapter 121: The blacksmith shop, the troublesome old man
"By the way, Shi Gaofeng, I forgot to bring the liquor when I came here. You go buy some jars tomorrow." Jiang Yang casually ordered: "If we want to buy the liquor produced in Mi County, we must not buy the wrong one."
Although he was deeply unhappy, Shi Gaofeng still nodded.
The next day, Jiang Yang didn't sleep in and wandered around the county town early in the morning.
This candied haws cannot be improved, this snack? Hmm... I wonder if you are willing to eat snail noodles and stinky tofu. I will study it when I get back.
Soon Jiang Yang came to the door of a cloth shop.
When I walked in and took a look, the fabric inside was average at best and unsightly at worst.
They are all made of coarse fabrics, and the best satins have average feel and texture.
Jiang Yang wondered if he could build another textile factory in Xiami County, which would free up the female labor force in this county.
I arranged to go to a textile factory to build a fully automatic loom to speed up production.
Get some fine silk and dyes.
Jiang Yang smiled knowingly. Along the way, Jiang Yang saw many industries.
Clothing, food, housing, and transportation are the four things necessary for human survival. I will start with these industries first. In Xiami County, there is a long way to go, and there is still a long way to go.
While walking, Jiang Yang was suddenly noticed by a commotion.
"This old man cheats and kidnaps people all the time, and he even says he is a big shot."
"It's just, it's really disrespectful to have a drink."
"Why don't the government arrest this guy for cheating him out of food and drink?"
Jiang Yang squeezed through the crowd and looked inside. The place surrounded by people was a blacksmith shop.
The shop floor is quite clean, and there is no fire or forging area inside. There are only some iron farm tools and workers making a living here.
"I'm telling you, boy, you guys are not good at iron. Give me a pot... no... a jar of wine, and I will tell you how to forge it."
The person who said this was an old man. He didn't seem to have much flesh on his arms and legs, his hair was messy, and he smelled of alcohol.
Pointing to a rake that looked like a weeding rake in front of him, he said, "You are wasting iron by doing this. It is folded back and forth twice, and it is not strong enough! This thing will break when it touches a stone a few times."
The guys at the blacksmith shop looked at each other in confusion, wondering why this old guy was targeting his family.
If you cause trouble here, won't you lose your business?
"Old sir, all rakes nowadays are like this. They are tools after all. If they break, just keep buying them." The clerk in this store was quite polite.
He whispered: "Old sir, we are only in charge of selling and not manufacturing. It's useless for you to tell us. Besides, the shopkeeper of our shop is not here, and we can't give you drinks. Why don't you go look elsewhere."
The people watching were also discussing in low voices.
"The old gentleman is right, but now everyone's rake breaks down after being used a few times. Aren't we all used to it?"
"Yes, the rakes from all the blacksmith shops are like this. The ones from this one are pretty good right now."
"Isn't this just looking for trouble?"
"I think he just deliberately cheated him into drinking."
People are always very vigilant and skeptical about things beyond their own knowledge, and they don't believe it in their hearts. This is human nature.
When the old man heard this, his eyes suddenly glowed red, he stood up and waved his fist and said: "Nonsense, I have spent my whole life forging iron, this kind of thing is garbage! The rake I made is enough for you to use for two or three years.
Not bad!”
"It won't be bad for two or three years? Are you bragging?"
"It's really disrespectful to say such nonsense."
"that is."
The productivity of contemporary science and technology is very low. Not to mention farm tools, even the armor worn by soldiers in the army can be smashed to pieces by a strong man with a kitchen knife.
Even if the archer was shot, even if he was wearing armor, he would still die.
Jiang Yang frowned and looked at the old man carefully.
As he spoke, he gestured with his hands. Jiang Yang took a look and saw that the old man's palms and jaws were covered with calluses, and his movements even contained some muscle memory formed by years of hammer swinging.
Jiang Yang's intuition told him that the old man in front of him should be more than just talking.
But he still retained a suspicion in his heart. Jiang Yang had an idea in his mind and took a step forward with a smile: "Old sir, can you just say that if you want to drink? Why are you saying these unwarranted words."
"Isn't it true? The rake I built is strong and durable and will not break down for two years. Do you think I am just blowing it?" The old man blew his beard and stared, his eyebrows almost flying.
"I didn't say that." Jiang Yang quickly waved his hand and said, "But there is no rake in this world that can last for two years. What do you think, old man?"
"Let your mother's stinky zucchini fart." The old man scolded his mother, and he jumped a little, looking left and right.
He directly picked up the rake placed at the door of the blacksmith shop and threw it to the ground without saying a word.
"Crack!" The rake broke into two pieces with a sound.
This was not broken from the pole, but split directly from the iron part of the rake.
"This crappy thing was beaten twice without any care. Do you think this thing will last as long as it is as thin as paper?"
"Also, it has never been used in cold water. It is extremely thin and cannot be used at all."
"I'm telling you, hit this thing over and over again more than a dozen times. Once the iron has a pattern, rinse it in cold water and hit it repeatedly. Although it will be thin, it will be of better quality than this thing."
"Boy, if you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. I was back then..." The old man suddenly stopped talking and snorted coldly: "You want to deceive me of my forging skills, right? It's impossible? Take it.
Wine in exchange!"
This, I really like drinking.
But Jiang Yang's eyes lit up, and he repeatedly forged and passed cold water. Although people nowadays don't know what the scientific basis is, Jiang Yang understood.
If our own steel could be of this quality, the quality could be improved a bit.
It seems that this old gentleman is not in vain.
But right now he is still in trouble.
Because he broke a rake.
The waiter's eyes widened and he pointed to the rake on the ground and said, "Old sir, this thing costs ten cents."
"?" The old gentleman was stunned. The red-faced and quarrelsome look he had just shown disappeared instantly, and he muttered: "No money."
"You can't do it without money. If you don't give me money, I will arrest you and send you to the police." The waiter in the shop was also speechless. Why did he meet such a strange person.
"Okay, okay." Jiang Yang stepped forward to smooth things over and said, "I gave you the money. Doesn't the old gentleman want to drink? It's fate that we met today. I'll treat you to a jar of wine."
"real?"
"A gentleman's words are hard to follow." Jiang Yang quickly handed over the money and left with the old gentleman.
The waiter at the shop took the money and shouted: "It's time to go, it's all gone. It's time to go."