For the next few days, Hua Xi stayed in the city to accompany the elders, people, and others to deal with grain collection matters. On this day, when Hua Xi just walked to the north gate, he suddenly found four or five guards holding a man in disarray.
As a limping guard walked in, he heard moans of pain, causing pedestrians on the road to look sideways.
"What happened?" Hua Xi thought something big had happened, so she quickly stepped forward and asked.
"Chief, he accidentally fell off while patrolling on horseback and injured his leg!" A guard in front quickly replied.
"Then send him to the priest's ancestral temple for treatment quickly!" Hua Xi heard that someone was injured, and her heart seemed to be pulled by something.
"yes!"
A group of people supported the wounded soldier and walked towards the ancestral temple.
Doctors and pharmacists are two important professions in society. The seemingly prosperous tribe is still very lacking in talents in this field. Now the only people in the tribe who have the ability to heal are a few priests in the ancestral temple, and they can only treat some minor injuries.
, they can’t treat serious internal and external injuries at all.
This is why human lifespan in primitive societies is so short. A person is likely to die from an ordinary high fever. At present, the only way to deal with a high fever is to drink more salt water to allow the body to automatically detoxify. If the high fever does not go away, then the person will basically die.
At this age, for example, if the soldier just fell down on his leg, 90% of the time he would be left with a disability and become a cripple.
It is necessary to find some herbal medicines that can deal with common injuries as soon as possible, but the time and material resources required in this process are hard to imagine. Hua Xi is also very helpless. Who said that he was not a traditional Chinese medicine doctor before traveling through time?
Unable to figure out what to do, Hua Xi could only put aside this annoying matter for the time being and focus entirely on the matter of collecting grains. After nearly a month of hard work and review, everything was so important that he could not fill his stomach.
Under the leadership of Hua Xi and his people, the harvest of more than 800 acres of land was completed.
The people followed Hua Xi's instructions and put part of the harvested grass directly on the fields and burned it as fertilizer; the remaining dry grass was taken directly to the feeding pens to feed the livestock. The grass contained a large amount of organic nutrients.
, which is very effective in supplementing the body nutrition of livestock. The harvested rice is crushed by the tribesmen with stones to break open the chaff, and then they use some dustpans made of bamboo strips to filter out the rice separated from the chaff.
Just after the busy farming season, the people of the Baishi tribe used wooden sticks to carry bags of tin ore wrapped in animal skins. The leader of the team was Bai Chui, one of Bai Jiang's brothers. There were many people carrying tin ore.
There were more than 200 people, and a total of more than 10,000 kilograms of tin ore was traded. Hua Xi and others were so happy when they saw such a huge transaction volume. They saw that the tin ore was of good quality. More than 10,000 kilograms of tin ore had been calcined and refined.
Later it was estimated that it weighed at least three thousand kilograms.
The person in charge of this transaction was Great Elder Hua'an. Hua'an readily paid more than 1,300 Chinese coins to Baichui based on the price agreed last time.
As soon as he handed over the Chinese coins, Bai Zhui couldn't wait to lead his tribe to the city's market area to buy ceramics and copper products. For the first time, he held a large amount of currency that could be exchanged for items. Bai Zhui's heart beat very fast.
The mood at this moment is probably the same as when we grew up and spent tens of thousands of dollars for the first time.
Almost all the original merchants who set up stalls to sell things were drooling at this group of foreigners who had huge sums of money, and their eyes were shining. Except for the White Wolf tribe who often came and went, they had never seen any foreigners with such courage, and they swept around like crazy.
As a result, shouts and flattery arose everywhere. Bai Chui, who was originally reckless and brainless, was flattered and praised by others, and his pockets were opened wide.
After an afternoon of crazy shopping, Bai Zhui finally bought all the goods that his brother told him to buy, and he took the people to play in the city for another night before reluctantly leaving Chinatown and returning to the tribe.
After exchanging the tin ore that he had never obtained, Hua Xi immediately rushed to a copper-making workshop in the south of the city with the tin ore and the priest who studied the ore. Hua Xi personally calcined the tin ore to make bronze. The melting point and boiling point of the tin ore were both
It's very low. With a little heating, you can see that the originally solid white ore slowly softens and deforms, and then a white liquid flows out.
Use a copper spoon to pour the tin water into the boiling copper water that has been prepared. Hua Xi doesn't care much about the ratio of tin to copper, because the ratio of tin to copper is different for bronzes with different uses. All he has to do now is
Does the fusion of copper and tin really become bronze? Although the known scientific knowledge of later generations is that copper and tin combine to form bronze, after all, people who have not been exposed to the metallurgical industry, who is full of food and rushes to verify this thing?
After stirring, calcining, and cooling, the utensils pulled out of the water were obviously very different from the previous bronze utensils. The surface was no longer as red as the copper products, but light red with some obvious cyan. Hua Xi picked up the bronze utensil and slammed it on the stone.
As soon as the ground hit, a crisp sound of gold and iron sounded.
"Haha, bronze ware, our tribe has bronze ware, haha..." Hua Xi, who was so surprised, got carried away for a moment and shouted to everyone
Perhaps due to Hua Xi's influence, many people saw with their own eyes that the copperware hit on the stone had no obvious damage. It was indeed much harder than the previous copperware.
Not long afterward, Hua Xi immediately summoned the relevant priests and craftsmen to discuss matters in the palace.
"In the future, you must carefully study and explore the uses of bronzes made with different ratios of tin and copper. What I want to tell you is that bronzes are used for different purposes, and the proportions of copper and tin are also different. For example: a sword, a sword
The ratio of copper to tin in the body and the blade will be different. If there is too much tin, it will be hard but easy to break, especially some long weapons. You must find out the best ratio for different purposes."
"Yes." Several people who were called answered in unison.
"I wrote a handbook, which roughly records some rough proportions for casting bronze utensils for different purposes. Of course, you still need to explore the specific proportions. It does not mean that the things in my handbook are absolutely correct." Hua Xi
After saying that, he clapped his hands, and a tribesman standing nearby put a rolled-up animal skin manuscript into the priest's hand.
As soon as the priest received the code, he couldn't wait to open it and read it in an obscure voice. Then he read the simplified Chinese characters and Arabic numerals written in charcoal in the code in an obscure voice: "The ratio of copper to tin is 5:1 to make a bell and tripod; 4:
1: The body of an ax can be made; 3:1 the head of a spear can be made; 3:1 the blade of a sword can be made; 5:2 the blade can be made of cutting blades: half copper and tin can be made, chisels and hoes can be made.
"Patriarch, how did you know this ratio?" The priest took a long time to finish reading with the obscure Chinese characters he had just learned, and asked in surprise.
Shit, I can’t tell you that I have traveled through time. Some of the knowledge I come into contact with every day and what I have estimated. Hua Xi thought for a moment, and suddenly said solemnly: “This is the specific method of proportion given by the gods in my dream last night.
You still need to explore the ratio. This is just a rough ratio, you know?"
"yes!"
After the priest and several tribal casters retreated, Hua Xi silently walked to a side courtyard in the palace and looked in the direction of the Baishi tribe in the distance for a long time. He whispered something, but no one knew what he said.