Chapter 73 Workaholics

There are also two shops in Dongshi under the name of King Zheng, which are relatively small and are used to sell soap.

As the flagship store of Yixiangtang, this one of the largest shops in the West Market only sells soap, with private seats and private rooms, which not only provide alcohol, but also can chat in it until the market closes.

At this moment, it is not yet time to close the market.

In order to be able to rush back to Xiahe Village on the same day, Gao Sheng could no longer wait for the results of the two shops selling soap in the East Market, and after resigning from Li Mingyue and Yang Miaoer, he led Gao Yue to rush out of Chang'an City before the drum sounded at the end of the market, and returned to Xiahe Village all the way.

Gao Sheng drove home, and the housekeeper Sun Youfu hurriedly came forward, helped him and Gao Yue get out of the carriage, and then pulled the carriage to the backyard.

As soon as he entered his yard, he saw Cheng Chubi and Li Jingye lying on the recliner in the yard, with Erlang's legs crossed, enjoying the afternoon sunshine like pigs, with a comfortable face.

The small life in Xiahe Village was a miserable and sour life.

Gao Sheng smiled: "The two of you are really interested. ”

Seeing that it was him, Cheng Chubi and Li Jingye hurriedly got up from the recliner and stepped forward with a smile on their faces, as if they had no awareness of this kind of life like eating and living in vain and living like pigs.

Cheng Chubi said: "Third brother, how is the situation in Chang'an City?" ”

Gao Shengming replied: "The sales of soap and soap are good, but the Wuhou on the street is full of strange and scary, as if he is catching some thief." ”

When Cheng Chubi and Li Jingye heard him say this, they glanced at each other, and their faces suddenly became panicked, and even the suitability that was hanging on their faces just now dissipated and became invisible.

Seeing the changes in the faces of the two, Gao Sheng suddenly understood in his heart that there were many more Wuhou patrolling the streets in Chang'an City than usual, and they might have come for these two goods.

It's no wonder that one of the descendants of the Lu State Mansion and the other is the eldest grandson of the British Mansion disappeared without a trace for four days, and it is strange that the parents of the two are not in a hurry.

The Wuhou in charge of each square is the left and right street envoys, just a petty official of Sesame Mung Bean, the descendants of the two Guogong Mansion disappeared for four days, and as soon as the pressure from above came, they naturally launched the whole city Wuhou to find the whereabouts of the two.

Seeing that the faces of the two were ugly, he said again: "Hey, the thief doesn't know where to hide, if he hides in the people's homes, I'm afraid that the people who harbor the thieves will have a lot of trouble." ”

The two of them changed color on their faces again, their faces were dead, and they all looked at Gao Sheng with an expression that made Yu Xin unbearable.

Seeing that the two still didn't speak, Gao Sheng was too lazy to have a regular meeting, so he asked the housekeeper Sun Youfu to bring the gift he brought back from Chang'an to the second elder, and then took Gao Yue's little hand and entered the house.

Seeing Gao Sheng enter the room, Li Jingye frowned, and said to Cheng Chubi, who was still silent: "Lao Chen, what the third brother said is true, if the two Yamas in our family are found, we will be smoking, and the third brother will be unlucky with the hot temper of the two Yamas in our family." ”

Cheng Chubi's expression froze, as if he had figured out the knot in his heart, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "One person does things and one person is responsible, is it my Cheng Chubi's style to harm others?" ”

Li Jingye nodded, and also said: "It's not my Li Jingye's style!" ”

Cheng Chubi smiled with relief, raised his hand and patted Li Jingye's shoulder, and said: "Grandma is a bear, anyway, it is a knife to stretch out and shrink your head, and the city gate is about to close at this moment, tomorrow morning, you and I will return to Chang'an together." ”

Li Jingye laughed and said: "This is what we do in the style of our Chang'an little overlord!" ”

Cheng Chubi also laughed.

Gao Sheng heard the two of them laughing in the courtyard, and he didn't know why, so he rolled his eyes, thinking in his heart how to squeeze some money out of the two or two goods to compensate for the cost of eating and living for nothing these days.

After dinner, Gao Sheng went straight to the studio.

After closing the door, he continued his research on new carbon steel.

He ignited the charcoal in the furnace and used a push-pull blower to make the charcoal burn quickly, and when the fire was sufficient, he was satisfied, so he lit a stick of incense to keep track of the time, and finally threw the steel bar into the charcoal fire to quench it.

When the steel bar softened, he first snuffed out the incense to record the time, and then took out the red steel with an iron clamp, forged it repeatedly with a sledgehammer, and finally stuffed the steel bar into cold water to cool.

I tested the hardness of the cooled steel bar with a hammer, felt that the hardness was satisfied, and lit an incense stick to record the time, and then threw the steel bar into the charcoal fire for tempering.

Although it has been fruitless for four days, at least the first process of quenching has been able to quench the hardness of the steel bar he wants.

Therefore, the first process of quenching, he is already familiar with it, and what he is poor about is the tempering of the second process, so that the carbon steel can maintain its hardness while maximizing its toughness.

It's a pity that after tossing for a long time, the second process is tempered, and it still does not meet the ideal in his heart.

This made him want to give up for a while, but thinking about this era, he felt that he should experiment with a good carbon steel like Uzi steel, which can be forged with simple tools.

So, Gao Sheng rested for a while and continued the second experiment.

It was already the season of late autumn and early winter, and the temperature difference between day and night was large, but fortunately he was busy by the furnace, and he did not feel cold, but the temperature of the cooling water placed in the house slowly became colder and colder as the night wore on.

After countless failed experiments, Gao Sheng didn't know how much time had passed, and estimated that Yin's time had come, and he shook his sore arm that should have been forged, so he decided to do it again, and if he failed, he went back to his room to sleep.

If it weren't for the fact that the walls of the studio were made of multi-layered wooden planks and the cotton wool was added in the middle, I am afraid that the tinkling sound of carbon steel forging in the studio would have awakened everyone living in the villa.

The first process was completed quickly, and when the steel bar was cooled and the steel bar was put into the charcoal fire for tempering, Gao Sheng felt that he was too tired, so he directly dragged a chair and sat next to the fire, waiting for the tempering time to be recorded by burning incense.

I got up early in the morning during the day, took Gao Yue to the village school to ask for leave, and hurried to Chang'an.

The crowd was so strong that he had to hug Gao Yue to prevent the crowd from crowding his baby daughter.

In the end, he hurried back to Xiahe Village, and after dinner, he was busy in the studio, and his iron body couldn't withstand it.

A wave of fatigue hit, and Gao Sheng lay on the chair in a daze and dozed off.

Time passed minute by minute, the incense inserted in the incense burner burned little by little, and finally burned clean, he suddenly opened his eyes, his body bounced up from the chair, and exclaimed: "Oh no, Lao Tzu's tempering!" ”

Turning his head to look at the incense that had just burned out, he hurriedly took out the red steel from the fire, looked at the soft steel bar, and wailed: "It's over, it's over......"

This time, the tempering time of the steel bar almost exceeded the quenching time, which made him sad......