The pottery glazing experiment was successful, but Tang Ge couldn't be idle, because there was still a very important thing for him to do, that is, ironmaking. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When firing porcelain, Tang Ge added a crucible to the kiln. From beginning to end, the iron ore in the crucible showed no signs of melting. Thankfully, I made two preparations. Otherwise, you'll have to get busy again.

Under Tang Ge's arrangement, the iron ore and charcoal had been crushed. The clay furnace and bladder bellows for ironmaking were also prepared. Everything is ready, just wait for Tang Ge to start work.

With the foundation for the glaze of the pottery, Tang Ge was full of confidence this time. Due to the poor conditions, Tang Ge could only use the most primitive method to smelt iron, which was a piece of iron, which was commonly known as pig iron, and then after repeated tempering, it became the legendary hundred steel. The famous Japanese katana also used this most primitive steelmaking method, but they used another name: Yugang.

The day after the porcelain was successfully fired, Tang Ge came to the highest place of the tribe. Due to Tang Ge's repeated demands that the iron-making process be kept secret, spacious straw huts have been erected here, and walls have been made of logs and bamboo. Tang Ge named this place Jianlu.

In order to prepare for the iron-making, the tribe's hunting party was reduced to two, and more than 20 people had to maintain all the living needs of the tribe.

In a large row of furnaces and bellows, one of each is chosen. Then make a fire, mix the toner and mineral powder, put it into the furnace, blow it hard, and add the charcoal powder at any time. It's as simple as that.

This fire will burn for three days and three nights, and Tang Ge vaguely remembers that this time is right. Thanks to a few buddies who were addicted to all-hand knife enthusiasts in their last life. I used to be annoyed to hear them brag about these things, but now I have helped me a lot.

Tang Ge didn't leave this place from the moment he stepped into the Sword House. Even he himself is a new hand. The eldest girl got on the sedan chair for the first time, and she was really relieved not to watch it herself.

The big stone came back and brought back copper ore to Tang Ge, the quantity is not much, and it is still being crushed.

Da Shi came back in a very tight time this time, and only stayed with Tang Ge in the sword house for one day before setting off again. There are only two hunting parties left, and now they have to rotate in succession to supply the daily consumption of the upper tribe.

The affairs in the sword house must be kept strictly secret, not to mention the slaves, and even some clansmen are not allowed to come to watch. Even the meals were delivered by Aoyama himself.

During the smelting process, the fat witch also ran here several times. After listening to Tang Ge explain what he had to do, Fat Wu's face turned red with excitement every time he came, and he was reluctant to leave the furnace for a single step. Tang Ge secretly despised that she hadn't seen the world, so what could she look good with a stove of fire. Thinking about it, when Tang Ge himself saw the high flames in the furnace, his heartbeat couldn't help but be a little faster.

For three days and three nights, the hands kept changing, and the charcoal kept being added. In just three days, four bellows were broken. Except for Tang Ge in the sword house, everyone was tired enough. Although Tang Ge said that he didn't have to work, he still had a lot to worry about, and his eyes were red after three days.

The furnace was about to be opened for inspection, and everyone was breathing heavily with excitement. In the past three days, Tang Ge has been bragging about iron weapons. And the sword described by Tang Ge is so attractive that as long as a man can't stand the temptation of these sharp weapons.

The fat witch danced as usual. This time, I don't know if it's because of the lack of people or because of other reasons, I can't find the feeling of resonance at the last sacrifice, watching the fat witch jumping around, Tang Ge didn't have a trace of waves in his heart. This also made Tang Ge scold the fat witch in his heart, this fat woman is a magic stick.

The most critical moment has arrived.

The fat witch's face was red with excitement, Qingshan clenched his fists, staring at a pair of eyes, waiting for Tang Ge to smash the furnace. On the other hand, the clansmen working in the sword house did not have any excited expressions. In the past three days, including after the fire was extinguished, everyone looked inside, and there was only a big black bump in the stove, and they really couldn't understand what was so magical about this black bump.

Tang Ge smiled narrowly, and in the expectant eyes of Fat Wu and Qingshan, he picked up the stone hammer in his hand and smashed it heavily on the furnace. In a few clicks, the furnace was smashed, and Tang Ge pulled out a piece of pig iron from it.

Fat Wu and Qingshan were dumbfounded as they looked at the black, dirty, hole-ridden, sponge-like piece of pig iron in front of them, and they couldn't speak for a long time.

Tang Ge struck the pig iron with the stone hammer in his hand, and the pig iron made a "bell" sound. Tang Ge nodded with satisfaction. Perhaps the iron ore is very high in iron, so the pig iron lump does not have a hint of crispiness. The stone hammer is struck up, giving it a solid texture.

The fat witch came back to his senses first, and asked Tang Ge in disbelief: "Little stone, this is the artifact you are talking about?" This thing... This thing doesn't look very good. ”

Tang Ge glanced at Fat Wu with contempt, and said arrogantly: "This is just the first step, and it is still far from the finished product." What are you in a hurry? ”

The fat witch choked up, and immediately made up his mind to ask more.

The iron furnace was fired, the pig iron was smashed into small pieces, divided into different categories according to the difference of soft and hard, five pieces of higher hardness were selected and thrown into the furnace to burn red, and a clansman carefully put the red-hot iron on a stone platform next to it with simple pottery tongs.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! "The sound of percussion kept coming. The stone axe smashed against the red-hot iron, sparks shot out, and large beads of sweat rolled across his bare chest. Mars, muscles, and crashing sounds form a spectacular picture of strength and beauty.

Tang Ge watched with satisfaction as the two clansmen quickly took turns striking the iron block, the man who focused on his work was the most attractive, and when he showed his muscles and strength at the same time, he always gave people a sense of masculinity. Tang Ge appreciated this kind of artistic picture very much, and even if he could paint, he would definitely paint this scene of labor in full swing.

Looking at the developed muscles of the clansmen, looking at their slender limbs and slightly bulging little belly, Tang Ge sighed helplessly. Although he has worked very hard, he is still far from the "standard" figure of the clansmen, and now he can only look at other people's muscles and sigh.

The iron gradually cooled, the eyes darkened, and the striking became more laborious. Before the iron had cooled completely, it was thrown back into the fire, and another piece of reddish iron was picked up and placed on the stone platform. "Bell! Clang! Clang! The sound of percussion came again, and the sparks flew far away. Pieces of iron were smashed into pieces of iron. During the forging process, layers of black material are formed on the surface of the iron sheet and fall off. These are the impurities contained in pig iron.

Tang Ge didn't need to do anything in the whole process, he only needed to supervise and guide, even if he was asked to do it, his small physique couldn't do it. So Tang Ge, who was holding a glass of water, continued to lazily enjoy the masculine picture in the grass shed, and was in the mood to glance at the fat witch next to him with bright eyes, and muttered and scolded: "Stinky and shameless!" ”

Forging, forging, and forging.

Once, twice, three times...

Fold, fold, fold again...

Once, twice, three times...

When the iron was folded and forged to the tenth time, Tang Ge commanded the clansmen to knock the five pieces of iron in the furnace together. At this time, the work is already very difficult, and the larger the iron block, the more difficult it is to strike. The hardness of the stone hammer and the stone platform is not enough, and three stone countertops have been violently skinned. The stone hammer has also been replaced several times.

After striking again and again, returning to the furnace again and again, and forging to the twentieth time, this piece of iron was finally knocked into a thick steel plate. If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. Tang Ge originally wanted to make an anvil first, but there was too little ore to waste enough, so he had to make a quick iron plate first, without this thing, no number of stone platforms would be enough.

"Quench!" Tang Ge gave an order, and the red-hot iron plate was once again clamped and thrown into the water. There was a "snort", a puff of white smoke bubbled up, and the water made a gurgling sound similar to the opening of water. This is done twice, and the iron plate is completely formed.

The iron plate was fixed, and five pieces of pig iron were again thrown into the furnace, this time with a hammer. Or repeated boring forging, folding, shaping. Eventually, the hammer was made.

The days went on like this, in the blink of an eye, more than a month passed. The team that went to trade had bad news: the caravan that had traded iron ore last time had not returned, and there were no new iron ore on the market.

Fat Wu and Qingshan had an awkward quarrel with Tang Ge. The reason is simple. After seeing the hardness of iron plates and hammers, the two could fully imagine the power of these metals as weapons. But what did Tang Ge do? Anvils, sledgehammers and tongs, these things can be completely replaced by stone tools, even if the stone tools are not durable, it is a big deal that everyone works hard and makes more. You must know that Tang Ge calculated, this time the ore can be refined into a total of more than 100 catties of steel, just for these few things, seeing that almost half of the raw materials have gone in, and not even a weapon advocated by Tang Ge has been seen, it is really a big waste.

These things are easy to say, but Tang Ge made more than a dozen small hammers and chisels, and they collapsed, the hammers were hard, the chisels were sharp, and the characteristics of metal were vividly expressed, but when they saw these two things, Fat Wu and Qingshan wanted to vomit blood. What's the use of these things? Could it be that when you are fighting and hunting, you wield a small hammer and a short chisel and rush upwards? What about the knives that were said to be good? What about the sword? Why haven't you seen any of them? That's half steel! Just made this bunch of useless stuff.

The truth that science and technology are the primary productive forces, Tang Ge couldn't explain it to the two of them. The importance of copper mining to the tribe is only regarded as a sword that they do not understand, crying and crying about the sword they have never seen. Tang Ge had no choice but to go his own way, stalk his neck, and do it according to his own reasoning. Every time he faced the accusations of Fat Wu and Qingshan, Tang Ge only had one sentence: "I made things out, and I have my own reasons for how to do them." Don't meddle until you come yourself. A word choked them half to death.