The production of the waterwheel finally began in all kinds of words that Yao Ran could understand and what he couldn't understand. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The four apprentices, each in groups of two, led six or seven slaves and began to trim, polish, and cut the wood according to the size of the rope given by Yao Ran.

In the process of working, Yao Ran deeply realized that without iron tools, the efficiency of using only stone tools is too slow, if Yao Ran is also very distressed, and when the sky is gradually darkening and the sky is already a red cloud, the pulley team led by Wei Mu rushed over.

Yao Ran then remembered that he asked Wei Mu to dig siderite for himself, looking at the three pulleys that were transported, it seemed that the excavation was very smooth. Yao Ran laughed, I was really sleepy, someone sent a pillow. I am worried that I don't have basic tools to use, so I can try to make some small tools by sifting through these iron ores, and I can also make some iron hoops that fix the connections of waterwheels and other things.

Just do it, Yao Ran left the four apprentices and ran to the side of the pulley by himself, but found that only Wei Dian came over, and Wei Mu did not come.

Yao Ran saw that Wei Mu didn't come over, so he asked, "Why didn't Wei Mu come over?" ”

"I was too tired to fall asleep, so I told us before going to bed and pulled it over when I filled three carts." Wei Dian's eyes were also red and swollen with tiredness.

Yao Ran, who was a little annoyed, scolded lightly, "This bastard, nonsense!" ”

When his eyes stopped on Wei Dian, Yao Ran hurriedly said, "You don't need to unload the car, rest immediately, sleep first, and eat when you wake up." Rest here tonight. ”

After saying goodbye to Wei Dian, Yao Ran called the sedan chair man. But this time Yao Ran did not sit on the sedan chair by himself, but filled two large baskets full of siderite. After loading, Yao Ran took the four palanquin men to the camp where the refractory bricks were fired.

After observing the firing of the resistant bricks, Yao Ran put the selected siderite and a pile of charcoal together, and then found a cooking stove and put the mixture of ore and charcoal into the clay pot, and the whole pot was put into the stove and began to heat. Yao Ran himself ran to the place where he was digging the clay and pinched the mud.

Pinched until the sky was already dark, and only then did a square mud trough appear in his hand, the size of a child's head, and a round mud pillar was inserted in the middle of the mud trough.

After it was done, Yao Ran put the kneading mud trough into the brick kiln where the refractory bricks were fired. The rest is left to wait for the mold to burn and the iron to melt. Yao Ran prepared another basket of quicklime. When the iron ore is melted, it is used as a slag discharge agent to remove waste residue.

Yao Ran, who was busy for a day and was scared by the brute girl, had already fallen asleep in the sedan chair on the way back to Yao Village.

When he entered the village, he made a joke, Yao Ran tilted his head and lowered his hands, Yao Shi also thought that Yao Ran was seriously injured and unconscious, or that something had happened to him, and he had already died. made Yao Shi nervously rush forward, and the four barbarian slave sedan chairmen did not explain, and Yao Shi simply did not give them a chance to explain.

It wasn't until Yao Ran woke up from being shaken by Yao Shi that he was sleepy-eyed, looking at Yao Shi, whose nerves were tense and his eyes were red.

When eating, Yao Ran couldn't help but laugh. Said it to his four wives, but Xiaoyu and Xiaoya just smiled reluctantly, and the other two wives were heartless when they laughed.

Seeing Xiaoyu and Xiaoya's expressions, Yao Ran suddenly felt a kind of warmth that can only be found by the side of parents. Does this feel like home? I guess it's not like that.

At home, I am very casual, but in Yaozhai, I always feel that I have to hold a shelf. Some are not like Yao Ran in the past, or they are in the previous world.

Yao Ran was really tired today, and under the service of several wives, he snored early.

At noon the next day, it was the sun in the sky, and Yao Ran was shirtless. Standing on the edge of a small stove, poking something with a bamboo pole. Constantly asking the people around me for the crumbs of limestone.

A body of sweat, shining in the midday sun. patted the lime powder on his hand Yao Ran withdrew from the range of heat emitted by the stove, and the wind around him was cool. Comfortably made Yao Ran want to moan out.

After resting for more than ten minutes, Yao Ran walked to the second stove. Repeating the same action, it turned out that Yao Ran requisitioned all the original four stoves by the river beach.

All four small stoves are refining iron ore, for the simple reason that according to the retina system, a clay pot filled with iron ore and charcoal is only enough to make pig iron for a hammer.

Yao Ran also made a huge clay beaker in the interval, which was used to hold the molten iron and pour it into the mold. The beaker has three square holes into which a wooden crowbar can be tucked into which it can be used to lift the large, rectangular beaker the size of a water tank. The back of the crowbar can be raised to pour the molten iron into the mold like a finished mold.

It does not take a long time for molten iron to condense into a solid shape, and as long as the temperature drops, it will naturally solidify into the shape designed in the mold.

Because the temperature of the stove is very slow to reach the melting point of iron ore, the molten iron in the first furnace does not slowly melt until the afternoon of the third furnace.

Yao Ran has been nailed to this hot construction site for the past two days, not to say how busy everyone is, but it is really hot here, and it is a brick kiln for refractory bricks, a semi-buried kiln for charcoal burning, and a stove for ironmaking around the clock.

It wasn't until midnight that Yao Ran took out the first furnace of molten iron with two handfuls of fire tongs or clay tongs that had just been baked this morning, and the dark red molten iron was like magma when it was taken out.

Yao Ran commanded two slaves with fire tongs to lower the position of the clay pot before pouring the molten iron into the huge beaker little by little, and after pouring a third of the clay pot, the black-gray waste residue that had reacted with the limestone appeared, and Yao Ran shouted to stop. This was the first hammer of primitive society. You can't be careless and mix it with dregs, this hammer will be retained after retirement.

Yao Ran already held the first clay-fired seal in his hand, as long as the molten iron was poured into the mold and waited for a few minutes, he could stamp it and prove its identity.

Yao Ran's mood at the moment was a little excited, a little excited.

After the three slaves lifted the crowbar. Yao Ran put the mold on the ground, and put a pillow-shaped four-flat stable wooden square in front of the slave holding a crowbar behind the rectangular beaker, and the three of them took a step forward, this series of actions has just been practiced several times under Yao Ran's command, and now it is repeated again Everyone is familiar with it. Only this time the square box beaker has weight and heat.

The slave standing behind with a crowbar in his hand slowly lifted the beaker, Yao Ran used fire tongs to adjust the position of the mold slightly, and the molten iron was poured into the mold little by little. (To be continued.) )