"Bang bang bang..."In a low-lying area of the Hpakant Iron Mine, a group of new miners are watching the execution of their predecessors.

The people who were shot in the head with flintlock pistols were all miners who had participated in the riots a few months earlier, and they were largely routed after two or three days. However, due to the lack of strength of the Ming army in Burma, the last group of fugitive miners was captured until a few days ago.

Of course, because of this, the scene of this execution was far less horrific than before--- because most of the people had already died in the rout. The newcomers who watched not far away didn't feel much of the blood on the ground, just stared blankly at the rows of scrawny primates lying in pools of blood. Some people with a little physical strength can even find happy expressions on their faces, and in a place where there is no labor protection except for the rags on their bodies, watching others be executed is a rare rest time other than sleeping.

Looking at the thin monkey miners who were still panting for breath after sitting on the ground for a long time, Zhu Jiao had no sympathy in his heart. The Burmese believe in Buddhism, and according to the orthodox Buddhist view, these miners should be permanently in the animal path of the six realms of reincarnation, and they should not be reborn forever. Although Zhu Jiao didn't believe it very much, he also thought that these miners should go back to the trees to join the monkeys, if it wasn't for Ava's desperate urging for iron ore, Zhu Jiao even wanted to secretly kill the heinous miners under him.

Thinking about it, Zhu Jiao's gaze fell on the three people. The "fat man" who was the most nutritious and not skinny at the head exercised the "right of first night" to the yellow flower girl of more than 20 tenant families according to the villagers' complaints, and the girl with a little appearance was directly left in his house until he had enough fun. "Those who have a good daughter-in-law plant good land, those who have a bad daughter-in-law plant rotten land, and those who don't have a daughter-in-law have no land" is what this fat-headed and big-eared thing is openly clamoring for. The mountains and rivers of northern Myanmar are crisscrossed, and the arable land is as insufficient as in China, and to hold the land is to hold the lifeblood of the tenants.

It's not that there are no tenants who want to reclaim new land, but the dog-legged beast in this scourge is not for fun--- the other two two-legged beasts with their vertebrae exposed are his two dog-legged leaders, one of whom spreads his legs as a seeder, specializing in picking up the broken shoes of the dog owner to play, and the other is an ice lover...

Zhu Jiao stared at the three of them and became more and more angry, resisting the urge to go up and kill them, and comforted himself that they couldn't get out of this mine anyway.

Seeing the Ming garrison withdrawing, Zhu Ji raised his whip and picked up the three people in the middle of the team to slap their heads and faces, "Hurry up, are you waiting for the lazy to be born?" ”

A group of miners were driven into the mine like sheep being driven by shepherds, and Zhu Jiao's whip still hit the three of them without stopping...... The three of them did not dare to make a sound, and endured the severe pain, picked out the ore with a mine hoe and put it into the basket.

While thousands of miners in the Hpakant Iron Mine were digging for the ore with blood, a blast furnace on the outskirts of Ava City was steaming hot, and a surging red molten iron flowed out.

The molten iron was rolled into long strips of iron sheets by the iron rolling mill, and after cooling, it was quickly thrown onto a heavily loaded wagon with improved wheels by the gloved workers. As soon as the carriage is full, the handlebar type is activated.

Unlike usual, the handlebar style was followed by a few brocade guards in plain clothes. The iron sheet on the carriage was the wooden track used to wrap the carriage track, and as the predecessor of the train railway, Zhu Youlang would attend this important opening ceremony.

A bright yellow carriage quickly enlarged and disappeared in the handlebar-like field of vision, and the few plainclothes he hadn't noticed were gone.

According to the project plan, this "railway" will be built from Ava City to Kunming. Of course, when can be repaired to Kunming God knows, the current finalized section of the road is from Ava City to Zhongxing City, connecting the two only large-scale handicraft cities under the rule of the small imperial court--- in fact, this time is also God knows, only the north gate of Ava City to the ironworks section of the laying time--- this section of the two-mile long iron track can be built on the same day, the land has long been explored and leveled, the rest of the thing is to lay the track and sleepers that have been produced.

Sections of tracks and sleepers are constantly passed in the hands of the workers, so that the long dragon-like tracks are rapidly stretched on the ground. Since the Ming army entered the city, these laborers with heavy physical labor have been able to eat some oily meat every day, although it is often inferior meat such as water meat, but it has also increased their strength a lot.

"Half an hour in advance, each person will be given an extra penny, and if it is postponed, one penny will be deducted as usual!" The foreman, who was standing on the sidelines, saw that the workers had slowed down, and re-emphasized the bonus method.

One penny of silver was enough for the workers to improve their food for several days, and the thought of the shiny fried rice with lard made the workers suddenly have the strength to endure the pain in their arms and keep moving down.

Seeing that the speed was restored as before, the foreman breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but feel distressed at the same time, a penny of silver is a worker's salary for a few days, if it weren't for the emperor's car in front of him, who would be willing to throw the silver into the water? However, I heard that the new owner of Ava City has always been generous, maybe he can make up for it himself?

When the two contradictory psychology of the foreman were constantly clashing, Zhu Youlang's carriage had reached the end. Helping up the steward who knelt at the door, Zhu Youlang entered the factory to experience the sprout of industry.

The blast furnace in the iron factory is not much more advanced than this era, and the impression of the same factory character in Zhu Youlang is very different. Not to mention the automatic feeding and beneficiation of later generations, there was no steel shell of the small blast furnace eliminated in later generations, only the novelty of the iron rolling machine barely made his eyes light up.

Rolling mills had already appeared in Europe at this time, but they were not widely used, and the rolling mills were used in China until the Westernization Movement. The emergence of the rolling mill makes all kinds of iron products no longer need to be beaten by blacksmiths, and the output has greatly increased.

As a liberal arts student, Zhu Youlang just walked out of the production workshop after a casual look, and said a few nonsense words such as increasing production and ensuring safety. It's not so much a factory as a small workshop with machines. But it was this small workshop that produced iron that changed the lives of the farmers around Ava... The cheap farming tools made of white iron made every peasant household could afford a set of iron farming tools, and the efficiency of cultivating the land was greatly improved. After a war, much of the land around Ava was left unused, and it was reclaimed by the peasants who had lost their landlords.

Since it can produce iron sheets wrapped in wooden tracks, it is natural to be able to produce the barrel of the flintlock pistol, and most of the bird guns in the Ming Dynasty use wrought iron to roll the barrel, and the main difference between the flintlock pistol and the arquebus is the mechanical structure near the chamber, rather than the barrel itself. Also thanks to this blast furnace, all the arquebuses that the Ming army was once equipped with have been returned to the furnace to make steel.

Looking back, blood-red molten iron could be faintly seen. This scorching light, like a life-saving straw, made Zhu Youlang want to hold on tightly.