Needless to say, Xiao Yu's combat effectiveness is needless to say, where will those Qiu Ba be his opponents, usually he can beat these reckless men to the ground without even moving his body.

This commotion, naturally, some people are not convinced, and the most capable of fighting in the big camp called is the senior brother who rushed to help Song Beiyun last time, but even he is not enough to fight Xiaoyu, and the ability of the master of the big interior is indeed a level higher than that of these people from the army.

However, Song Beiyun saw some clues when they competed, Xiaoyu's strength was actually not strong, his simple reaction was fast, he was not dominant in a competition like this, if he ate him a few times and then got close to him, he would definitely not be able to withstand it.

Of course, this is purely a trick, because Xiao Yu didn't let go of the fight at all, his road number is not fancy at all, just a simple life-seeking technique, and he must be a good hand at hidden weapons, because Song Beiyun found that Xiao Yu's eyes always stay at the waist, chest, and throat, and there will never be a fourth place, even when talking to people, it is the position of the carotid artery in the human neck.

Although he looks cute and lovable, his eyes are full of murder, and this terrifying look will be revealed inadvertently, like a poisonous snake after a sting, quietly waiting for the first meal since winter.

"Alright." Song Beiyun greeted: "Don't play, work." ”

This voice called everyone back, and Xiao Yu stood behind him like a shadow again, and the Qiu Ba who had been cleaned up by Xiao Yu have now become honest, and even work harder than before.

The soil that had been quickly burned by the furnace fire had now become hard mud cakes, but it had not yet become pottery, so Song Beiyun ordered people to re-crush these mud cakes with a mill, add water and mud again and put them in a bucket.

After Song Beiyun observed, he ordered someone to say that the wooden bodhisattva carved by a craftsman was carried over, and then began to paste thin mud on the wooden bodhisattva's body in the way of opening a mold.

Of course, this process can't be very smooth, after all, Song Beiyun doesn't know the mystery here, and those craftsmen who invited have never used such delicate soil to open the mold, and they have cracked due to improper operation after tossing several times.

But Song Beiyun has a good temper in this regard, and he doesn't blame anyone, after all, as a rigorous chemistry player, even if he is proficient in chemical preparation, there will be an error rate of no less than 20%, not to mention this brand new thing that everyone has never been exposed to.

Finally, when night fell, a mold was successfully demolded, but according to Song Beiyu's requirements, the accuracy of this mold must be tightly sealed, so a bunch of craftsmen sat there and began to manually reshape the mold.

"I don't ask for much, just three points. After the molten iron is poured in, the mold is not cracked, no blistering, and the size is accurate, if it does not meet these three requirements, don't blame me for being polite. Song Beiyun walked around the craftsmen with a stick in his hand: "If it is done, in the days to come, I will make you happy to the sky." ”

The craftsmen are actually cautious, they all hold their heads and faces with cloth, and only show a pair of eyes, for fear that a drop of sweat will destroy the fineness of the mold.

Although they didn't know why this adult used cast iron to make a Buddha statue, since he had made a request and given conditions that were difficult to refuse, they would do it.

Wood demoulding will naturally appear a lot of burr-like sticky, these craftsmen are like waiting for a new daughter-in-law, with a brush dipped in mud little by little to make up, and this repair is not the kind of conventional imaginary paste on the line, but to take into account the proportion of the mold dehydration, little by little repair, in this process can not see the sun, can not see the fire, and even the temperature on the hands must be careful and careful.

In short, these dozen or so people were like embroidery, and it was only in the second half of the night that the double-open mold was fitted.

In order to ensure that the mold would not be destroyed, they applied a layer of plaster on the outside, then tied it tightly with rattan, and finally put the only successful mold into the furnace, and the furnace temperature was cured by extremely fine temperature control method.

For this reason, Song Beiyun really spent a lot of money to buy a master master from the official kiln, and it is said that this master can see the temperature of the kiln as long as he spits a mouthful of spit when he fires the kiln. When there is no modern equipment, these people are treasures to Song Beiyun, treasures that cannot be changed.

"Lord Song, everything is in order, just wait for tomorrow morning to inject grout."

Song Beiyun was already sleepy, but he still sat there with a strong spirit: "The first time I cast such a delicate object, I was still a little panicked. ”

"Actually, adults don't have to panic, they leave it to heaven."

Ah, yes. These kiln-burning and mining masters are all staunch idealists, but Song Beiyun is not, he is a materialist, of course he will not hand over his future to God, how unreliable it is, but the craftsmen are also kind, and Song Beiyun had to smile and agree.

This casting, in fact, is mainly to calculate the shrinkage ratio of the mold, accuracy or something, in fact, it can be manually adjusted the day after tomorrow, but the reason why it is so strict is to let these craftsmen form a rigorous concept in their minds.

Although many people say that the ancient craftsmanship is great, but it really waited for Song Beiyun to come to this era before he found out that in fact, the real situation is not like this, in general, many details are not up to standard, as for the degree of fineness...... It depends on what kind of perspective you look at, and it can be roughly summarized that the lower the education, the better the ancient craftsmanship.

At night, Song Beiyun slept in the camp, although he likes to enjoy but he is not unable to cry, even if the conditions in the camp are very poor, but he still sleeps sweetly, and what is more powerful is Xiaoyu, he sat at the door of Song Beiyun's barracks, closed his eyes and rested for the night, and as long as there is any wind and grass within a radius of ten meters, he will immediately open his eyes and be vigilant like a snake.

When Song Beiyun got up, the craftsman had already taken out the mold and cooled it, and from the pair of half-open molds, you can see the fine patterns on it, even the hair is in the slightest, it is not an exaggeration to say that Song Beiyun can definitely stand at the peak of Seiko in this era.

But...... Yes, it's boring to go to the dwarf to get taller out of everything, and all his troubles now are for the future to be able to create the world's first "precision" water forging machine.

Xiao Yu is actually full of curiosity, he will also probe his brain to take a look at that thing in the gap between his duties, and Song Beiyun is a good show-off person, he will seize the opportunity to describe to Xiao Yu, a person who doesn't know anything, where this mold is.

"If it is carved by manpower, it will take at least half a year to achieve such a fine statue, but if it is carved by manpower, it will not take a moment to achieve."

"Yes...... I heard people say that this pouring technique has been in ancient times, and the palace ......" Xiao Yu suddenly stopped his mouth, pursed his mouth and lowered his head and stopped talking.

"You person, don't be so coaxed." Song Beiyun scratched his head vigorously: "This is an improvement of the ancient method...... Improve! ”

"Oh."

Xiao Yu responded softly, he raised his head and looked at Song Beiyun with crooked eyebrows, all innocent: "What Lord Song said is right." ”

"That's good." Song Beiyun patted Xiaoyu's head: "Now is the moment to witness the miracle!" ”

The mold was completely cold, and the craftsmen put the thing back together and tied it up again, dragged it on the cart and pulled it to the place that Song Beiyun called the quartermaster's office, where there was an iron-making furnace, which was used to repair the broken knives and arrows of the battalion, and it had not been opened for a long time.

But today it is blazing in the hearth, the bellows are whirring, and the iron crystal in the cauldron is shining, revealing a scorching breath.

Song Beiyun rubbed his hands, quietly waiting for the red molten iron to pour in from the grouting port on the top of the mold, this feeling is really only a man can experience the pleasure, it is really no less than queuing up on the side of the road to see the excavator, ordinary women can't understand.

Except for Zuo Rou, if she could see this scene, she would probably be happy for a week.

The molten iron slowly flowed down with the pouring of the cauldron and poured into the grouting port at a pre-adjusted angle, and a puff of green smoke rose from the mold, followed by the smell of fireworks.

After the molten iron was filled, Song Beiyun watched there for a long time with his feet on his feet, and the heat wave visible to the naked eye also came out of the mold.

"I'm looking forward to it...... Song Beiyun kept rubbing his hands and laughing: "If it happens today, Lao Tzu invites you to eat mutton and drink mutton soup in the evening!" ”

There were three or five hundred people in this camp, and when they heard this, everyone became excited, and they screamed and gathered around, watching with amazement as the mold for improving food was revealed.

Time passed minute by minute, and the temperature of the mold began to gradually decrease, but it was still very hot, and the hand could not touch it at all.

Song Beiyun couldn't sit still in a hurry next to him, he paced back and forth, and said in a forced mouth: "Lao Tzu has already let people lead the sheep, if it can be done today, all these twenty sheep will be slaughtered for you tonight." If not, Lao Tzu will slaughter you all. ”

His words made these Qiu Ba laugh for a while, and the atmosphere was not so tense, but Song Beiyun was still anxious, so anxious that he had a fever in his heart, and he was uncomfortably tight.

"Almost." The master craftsman who specializes in temperature control stepped forward and said to Song Beiyun: "Lord Song, it's time to open the mold." ”

"Wait!" Song Beiyun raised his hand and shouted, "Fetch me three sticks of incense!" ”

After that, he asked in a low voice: "What kind of gods do you worship when you float beams and burn porcelain?" ”

"The god of fire and the god of the kiln."

"Do you want to throw someone into the furnace and sacrifice it?"

"Morning ...... It's been a long time since I got that. ”

"Hmm." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "I thought I was going to sacrifice someone, but it's okay." ”

The master looked at Song Beiyun's serious expression, gasped, and said in a trembling voice: "Lord Song...... This is a work of art, and you must not blame the power for being confused. ”