Zhang Yuan suddenly felt that his IQ as a modern person had been insulted by the ancients, and he was still holding a blacksmith hammer here like a fool.

"It's the kid's negligence, please go get it, master."

The iron saw brought by the master could only sawn out two grooves on both sides of the iron plate, and it would be more laborious to saw.

A whole iron plate was directly drawn by the iron saw on ten lines, at this time Zhang Yuan could already see the color of these grooves, but a comparison found that the top was pig iron, and the bottom was still wrought iron.

To know whether there is success or not, it depends on what color is in the middle.

Made, you still have to knock, keep going!

Let these masters press the anvil as they did just now, Zhang Yuan raised the blacksmith's hammer with both hands and slammed it down.

"Bell..."

The aftershocks made everyone's whole body numb, and Zhang Yuan's arms also felt soft.

But when he picked up the broken corner of iron, he saw a very obvious gradient from white to gray, and realized that he should have succeeded.

Zhang Yuan only poured a pig iron liquid, the effect of carbon penetration is not very obvious, if you add more smelting times, the effect will become more and more obvious, and then Zhang Yuan does not plan to beat, since it has proved that this method is feasible, it is more practical to move out of the steel filling method when needed in the future.

The devil knows how long this system that wants to make himself a blacksmith will be used, and whether this steel and iron mission he is doing now will be the last one.

"I'm sorry for you."

Zhang Yuan put away the corner of iron in his hand and thanked the blacksmiths who came to help.

Before sunset that day, Zhang Yuan rushed back to Zhuo's mansion, and he didn't dare to bring back the piece of iron, so he could only throw it in the warehouse as scrap.

The atmosphere of the New Year in Zhuo's mansion was not very sufficient, and before Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty did not set the Spring Festival as the first day of the first month, the Spring Festival of the Han Dynasty happened to be the time when people were working.

Although Zhuofu does not have its own land, the smelting industry controlled by it is closely related to agriculture.

Most of the agricultural tools used in Shu County are still made of pig iron, and the loss is particularly serious, and the output of wrought iron is not so high, and the price is higher than that of pig iron castings.

The operation of the restaurant is on the right track, and all Zhang Yuan has to do is decide when to open and when to close.

It took half a month for him to care about the affairs of the iron-smelting workshop.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuan became the most idle person in Zhuo's Mansion.

Time slipped through his fingers quickly, and the weather grew colder and colder as the gears of time turned.

Zhang Yuan has become disinclined to go out, no matter how bright the sun is outside, because the feeling of wind under his ass is really uncomfortable.

"Childe, the house sent two Shu brocade and two fox furs, saying that the head of the house sent them for you to cut new clothes."

Zhang Yuan, who was hiding in the quilt and lying on his side reading a book, sat up and asked Xiaoqing.

"Is there any burlap?"

Xiao Qing was stunned for a moment.

"If you want sackcloth, Xiaoqing has some left, so I'll get it for you."

"If you have a needle and thread, bring some with you."

Zhang Yuan was trying to improve his life little by little, and when Xiaoqing brought a needle and thread and a piece of coarse cloth, Zhang Yuan directly drove her out and closed the doors and windows, he didn't want his bare ass to reach Zhuo Wenjun's ears.

After working hard all morning, Zhang Yuan's first pair of underwear has been ready.

Compared with the degree of grinding his buttocks, Zhang Yuan still prefers this warm feeling.

Put on the pair of long stockings, put on the robe and put on the fox fur, Zhang Yuan became a standard gentleman.

With this equipment, Zhang Yuan pushed open his door and walked out.

It's also time to go to Zhuojia Restaurant to have a look.

With Xiaoqing, Zhang Yuan did not take the carriage, the location of Zhuojia Restaurant is in the most lively area of Linqiong, and the speed of the carriage is not as fast as Zhang Yuan's legs, not to mention that the distance is not far.

This time, Zhang Yuan wanted to check the accounts, no matter whether Zhuo Wangsun cared about the income of Zhuo's restaurant, it was better not to have any omissions.

Although the business in the restaurant is not as hot as when it opens for the second time, it is still full of customers.

It has been in operation for nearly half a month, during which it has been open for a total of seven days, and the surplus on the books has been 253 taels of good silver.

If this money is used to buy food, it is enough to buy 5,000 stones, this benefit is already very scary, although Linqiong is prosperous, the number of nobles is still far inferior to Chengdu, not to mention that any person on the road in Chang'an may be the son of the Hou family.

The restaurant also has another account book, which records the list of guests and the amount of some accounts.

Zhang Yuan was stunned as soon as he opened it, he just didn't come for ten days, and he was caught in a loophole by Sima Xiangru.

The other people on the list, such as the county magistrate Wang Ji or the Zheng family, Zhang Yuan, don't think that these people can afford to pay back the money, but what capital do you Sima Xiangru owe the most.

This goods have been hung up for fifteen taels of good silver.

Zhang Yuan's face suddenly turned ugly, and he asked the account room of the restaurant.

"What's going on? Childe, I only set a price for two dollars of silver per dish, Sima Xiangru can eat so much even if he comes every day? ”

This account room is a little old man transferred by Zhuo Wangsun from the Zhuo family's workshop, he knows about the previous banquet of Sima Xiangru in Zhuo's mansion, and even the county commander Wang Ji and the head of the family went to invite Sima Xiangru in person, which made him think that this person's status was extremely noble.

"Childe, this noble man not only eats food but also drinks for a few days here, most of which is wine money.

And after he had eaten the food, he would also order some more dishes to take away, so he owed fifteen taels of good silver.

But don't worry, Childe, such nobles will naturally not lose their face because of these coins. ”

At this time, the nobles went to repay the money owed to the merchants, basically all by consciousness, if they insisted on not paying it back, even Zhuo Wangsun had no good way, although the law was strict, but it had no effect on some people in the privileged class, and it was obvious that the law would only take effect when the people in power did not like them.

"When this person comes back in the future, he will say that the ingredients are gone, and if he just orders the drink, he will say that there is no more, and as for how to deal with it, you don't need me to teach you how to do it."

The bookkeeper nodded, from Zhang Yuan's tone, he already knew that this Sima Xiangru was not a big person, and remembered the humble appearance of nodding to him before, and the bookkeeper also had a little resentment in his heart.

"Childe, don't worry, the little old man knows how to do it."

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