Wu Zheng was startled and looked back to see that Yang Er was standing behind him with a basket of coal on his back.

Look at the stick in his hand, if he doesn't agree to him, he will definitely hit the back of his head.

Now he heard his Lao Tzu's angry shout, so frightened that he hurriedly threw away the stick, and then knelt on the ground according to his Lao Tzu's instructions, and before he could say anything like meeting the young master, he buried his head in the coal pile as soon as he kowtowed to the basket of coal on his back.

The name Yang Er is not the second in the family, but his old son is called Yang Er, so the people in the village are half out of habit and half go out to ridicule him and call him Yang Er, Yang Er because he doesn't want to attract attention, after all, ordinary craftsmen can't have a serious name, so he acquiesced to his son's name.

Yang Er is almost thirty years old this year, older than Wu Zheng, it stands to reason that Wu Zheng has to call him brother, but now! Wu Zheng can call him whatever he wants, even if it is to call him a cat or a dog, the slave is a slave and the master gives him a name, if Wu Zheng is willing to change his surname, he has no place to care.

However, Wu Zheng feels that this kind of thing is a bit lacking in morality, so forget it.

But seeing Yang Er's tendon meat that he had practiced with his father, this arm was about to catch up with his thigh, and he still had his life when the rod was really pulled off just now?

So Yang Er became the Yang in Wu Zheng's mouth, and Yang Er became Lao Yang.

After Wu Zheng picked him up from the coal pile, he asked, "Yang! How have you learned this method of filling steel? ”

Yang Er shook his head when he heard this, and Wu Zheng said in surprise: "Why haven't you learned such a simple thing?" ”

This is Yang Er hurriedly answered: "Back to the young master's words, although the old slave covets this secret skill, but such a secret skill must be the young master's thing, before the young master did not hand over this secret skill to the old slave, how dare the old slave show it to others." ”

Wu Zheng smiled: "Then what if I didn't give it back then?" ”

Yang Er said secretly: "If the young master doesn't give it, then the old slave can only bring it into the coffin." ”

Wu Zheng smiled slightly, he didn't know if he was true or not, so he just took it as if his was true! At least then I will feel better about having a faithful servant.

Now that the wood has been completed, Wu Zheng simply said generously: "It's okay, you can teach this steel filling method to Yang now!" In this way, the progress of the two of them working together is better than one Rao. ”

"Thank you, young master."

"Thank you, thank you, this will be your old Yang family from now on, and I don't care who you like to pass on in the future. By the way, Lao Yang, how much can you refine this kind of steel now? ”

Yang Er pondered for a moment and said: "If the young master wants to cast the method of the knife, it will not be a problem to produce twenty horizontal knives at a time, and if there is one help to Kaifeng, he should be able to make sixty." ”

"And what if it's a pickaxe?"

"Pickaxe?"

Seeing Yang Er's stunned expression, it was obvious that this old man had never seen a pickaxe at all.

So Wu Zheng took a piece of coal and drew it on the ground, one end pointed and the other flat, with a hole in the middle and a stick, which was very simple to finish with three strokes and two strokes.

Yang Er's father and son stared at the crane-beaked pickaxe drawn by Wu Zheng on the ground for a long time, and Yang Er asked, "I don't know what use this thing is for the young master?" ”

"Digging the ground, the stones on the mountain are mostly used with the current hoe, and you can't dig a few acres of land, so I will get something new and let everyone try it."

"Young master, are you a hoe for this thing?" Yang Er said with a look of surprise.

"That's right! Why not? ”

"Young master, isn't it a bit too wasteful to use a hundred steels to make hoes? Aren't you afraid of the old thunder smashing on our stockade? ”

"Old Yang, if you do this, we will be punished?"

Yang Er hurriedly bowed down and said, "The old slave doesn't dare." ”

Wu Zheng patted Yang Er's shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, we made this thing for farming, the land is the biggest, and now the emperor has to go to the field to make a show every year during spring ploughing, so you can do it with peace of mind, if you really want to thunder, it won't hit our heads." ”

Yang Er smiled bitterly: "Since this is the case, then the old slave will try to make it for my uncle, I don't know how many uncles will do?" There aren't many iron ingots in our stockade now. ”

"Fight for a handful, you don't have to worry about the iron ingot, I will ask the big boss to order someone to buy it." By the way, it's okay for you to always think about your ideal steel, but you have to get the kind of steel I want first. ”

Yang Er arched his hand and said, "I don't know what kind of steel the young master wants?" ”

Wu Zheng said with a smile: "I use this kind of steel to make my arm, as for what requirements you have, you are always an expert in this area, you can just watch it yourself." ”

"Steel?" Yang Er lost his voice.

"That's right! Is there anything wrong? ”

Yang Er came back to his senses and said excitedly: "There is nothing wrong, but it is...... On the contrary, it is too proper, and there is nothing more proper. I think that my Yang family has been a master craftsman in the ordnance supervision for generations, why have I never seen people think of using stainless steel to make arms, you must know that the arms made of wood and the strings made of ox tendons are most afraid of moisture, because once the bow is damp, it will lose its elasticity and lose its strength, and the sergeant who is fighting outside will not encounter rain?

But if you use steel as a bow and steel wire as a string, all this will be solved, and not only will you no longer have to worry about moisture, but you can use it even in the rain.

In addition, the steel can also greatly shorten the time to make a donkey, in the past, it took less than three years to make a usable steel on the arm, but now the young master's steel filling method smelts the steel, and the arm is only one or two hours at most.

Therefore, what the young master did is really too proper, and there is nothing more appropriate than this. But the old slave didn't understand, why couldn't the predecessors think of such a good thing. ”

Wu Zheng smiled slightly, this Yang Er is really a pure craftsman, the use of stainless steel is not unthinkable, but before the emergence of this steel filling method, if you want to make a qualified steel part, you have to temper it thousands of times, so it's okay to do one or two, once you want to mass produce it, it won't tire people to death? And it's also not cost-effective in terms of cost.

So even if someone thought of such a thing, no one would agree to equip the army with steel stalks.

Yang Er looked at him with emotion on his face, as if he couldn't bear to bother, but he arched his hand towards Wu Zheng and asked, "I don't know how many stones the young master is going to make?" ”

Wu Zheng said with a smile: "You can count the few stones yourself, but my requirement is that you can shoot people two hundred and forty steps away, and you can wear heavy armor one hundred steps away." ”

"With such a heavy donkey, why do you ask the young master whether he uses it alone or two people?"

"Solo use, of course."

"Single-person use? Where could that one have so much strength? ”

Wu Zheng smiled: "Stupid! If we don't have so much effort, can't we install organs to save effort? Anyway, you can make the arm I want first, and I'll have my own way when the mechanism comes. Oh yes! Get a little steel of average quality out. ”

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