The sun is shining brightly again, and the sky is clear.
Behind the main hall of Zhaoxuan Temple, various materials are piled up like a hill.
The most abundant ones are coal and charcoal, followed by clay and crucible mud.
Needless to say, the role of the former goes without saying, while the latter is used to bake refractory bricks, set up blast furnaces, and make crucibles.
Exactly these two are the most common in Jingzhou.
Huating County, more than a hundred miles to the southeast, was the largest producer of coal and clay in Gansu Province in later generations. It was known as the "Coal City and Porcelain Capital". Many mines were on the surface and had been mined in large quantities since the pre-Qin period. Zhaoxuan Temple has to make Buddha statues every year for the counties under its rule. In addition, most monks and households cannot afford iron tools and have to make pottery every year. Therefore, these two materials are readily available, and there is no need for Li Chengzhi to use Li Chengzhi to make them.
The coal and clay from Jiabao were transported to the mountains, so a lot of effort was saved.
The rest is iron, and there are everything, the most common being hoe and plow tip.
Two blacksmiths were rummaging through, and Li Chengzhi asked them to carefully separate pig iron and wrought iron...
Further to the north, in an open space more than ten feet away, nearly a hundred monks and strongmen were busy fucking.
Some of them are burning the ground, digging a layer after burning, and the other part is transporting the excavated soil to the side, and under the guidance of Li's potters and masons, they build a kiln for firing refractory bricks.
In the two courtyards next to it, there are a group of blacksmiths and carpenters, each discussing a blueprint in a low voice.
Without exception, these craftsmen all have the surname Li...
Speaking of which, we have to thank the "manor economy" unique to this era.
The explanation is a little complicated, but to put it simply, it is because of years of war, private industry and commerce have basically stagnated, and there is no place to buy things, so people have to find ways to be self-sufficient for all the necessities of life.
Every aristocratic family manor has to produce and solve everything from food to keep them hungry, clothes to keep out the cold, pickles to season and supplement nutrition, to pots and pans, to hoes, plowshares, bullock carts and other tools for farming and transportation.
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This also leads to the fact that big families like the Li family and the Song family have a variety of people.
They were all members of the clan, and Li Chengzhi didn’t even have to think about how to keep his mouth shut afterwards.
In this era, ancestral and family laws are more effective than imperial power.
If you dare to leak the secret, it doesn't matter whether you can survive. The big problem is whether the family can have a living mouth...
Afraid that Li Song would do something wrong behind his back, Li Chengzhi had to warn him in advance: "The craftsmen are also human beings, and they are also members of my Li clan. Even if you can't treat them equally, at least you can't treat them harshly...
I’m warning you, these people will be of great use to me in the future. If one day I find that one and a half are missing, you father and son will take over..."
When it comes to the last sentence, Li Chengzhi’s expression must be as serious as possible.
There is nothing that can be done about it. Hundreds of years of traditional concepts have been deeply ingrained. In Li Song's eyes, these untouchables cannot be regarded as tribesmen at all. If he doesn't explain, Li Song will definitely dare to make his own opinions, and then all of them will be silenced... "I remember!" Li Song responded respectfully.
Isn’t he a stupid young man like Li Xian?
Ever since he saw the wheelbarrow made by a carpenter, Li Song said it was magical.
If it's too complicated and he can't understand it, that's it. But the method is extremely simple. It just reduces the size of the two-wheeled carriage by half and changes it to one wheel, which makes it several times more useful.
Li Song personally tried it, loading a three hundred kilogram weight, and without much effort he pulled the wheelbarrow up the two-foot-high ice wall from the stairs. Li Chengzhi was so shocked that his eyes popped out.
It's more than just hills. If Li Songsan and his son drive each other, they can probably reach the Kongtong Mountain...
Since then, Li Song has been as if he has changed his nature. He is no longer like before, treating the craftsmen like cattle and horses.
Indeed, as Lang Jun said, these craftsmen are of great use...
Of course, his awe of Li Chengzhi also deepened.
If it weren't for the divine professor, how could Lang Jun suddenly master these magical arts that turn decay into magic?
"As for these monks, don't be too meddlesome. You just dug a hole and built a pottery kiln. It's not a top secret, so you won't be silenced!" Li Chengzhi was familiar with it again.
"I know!" Li Song responded, pointed to the big pit in the open space, and asked doubtfully, "Then what is the purpose of this pit?"
What else can it be used for, of course, it is for coking.
If you only require high temperatures, these coals can definitely achieve it.
The monks at Zhaoxuan Temple still use anthracite for heating, and the furnace temperature can reach 1,900 degrees. What is the melting point of steel?
The purpose of coking is actually to remove sulfur.
Iron with too high a content is not as hard as a thicker wooden board...
But this is too troublesome to explain, and Li Chengzhi really doesn’t have the time.
"I can't explain it to you, so don't ask so many questions, just do it!"
Li Chengzhi replied angrily, and then explained, "Of course, confidentiality must be kept. None of these tribesmen can put down the mountain before the armor is forged... Even in the future, they must keep an eye on it..."
Although each process is separate, those who burn refractory bricks, those who make furnaces, those who make coke, those who make iron, those who forge armor, and even the carpenters who make windmills are separated separately.
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But if someone connects in series and puts these processes together, Li Chengzhi's armor-making process can be completely restored...
If the Han family was prosperous and the country was peaceful and the people were safe, Li Chengzhi might reveal some of the skills in his mind.
But the problem is that troubled times are coming soon, and everything is the cost of saving life...
A hint of coldness suddenly appeared on Li Song's face: "Pu Xiao is so awesome!"
That's just a wheelbarrow. What's the concept of hundreds of forgeable steel armors this month?
Isn’t this a sign that God has blessed the Li family and that the Li family should be prosperous?
Who dares to reveal even a little bit, not to mention destroying his whole family, Li Song dares to dig up all his ancestral graves for him...
"Well, go and do your work!"
Hearing a commotion outside, he saw Li Bai leading two carriages into the yard with a dozen soldiers. Li Chengzhi told Li Song again, "With Li Bai helping me, don't worry about this place all the time. Take the time to train the soldiers!"
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It's useless to have sophisticated weapons and armor. Don't wait for the rebels to attack. If these thousand soldiers collapse without even daring to fight, that would be a big joke...
"Don't worry, Sir, I will definitely not slack off!" Li Song said decisively.
"Also, Song Lishen was told that the people of the people can work slower, but the time must not be shortened. They must work for at least five hours a day..."
Li Chengzhi has never been a soldier and doesn't know how to train, but at least he knows how to manage. There is one trick: that is, the soldiers must not be idle...