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Since Yangzhou Town opened this ordnance bureau in Xixiting, because it is a military agency, it is heavily guarded on weekdays, and if you are not the workers inside, you can't enter at all. Even if you work in it, the scope is limited, and you can't 'mess around' without a license

。 Therefore, for Zhou Zhongying, a local, this is also a mystery.

This time he was able to enter the depths of the Ordnance Bureau, everything was so magical, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The first thing I passed was an iron factory, but in front of me was a large tall building made of blue bricks, about 10 meters high and 100 meters wide, like a huge dock fort. There were several surprisingly large stoves inside, and workers were busy carrying long iron skewers inside.

The snow 'flowers' were flying outside, but inside was the red molten iron rushing down, only passing by the side, and the scorching hot 'waves' inside made Zhou Zhongying sweat.

Looking at the craftsmen inside, they are all wearing linen clothes and calf-nosed shorts that have been burned by sparks.

There was an ingot of pig iron in the clearing, which had just come out of the furnace before it took shape. As soon as the snow 'flakes' fall on it, it instantly melts into water, and then turns into steam.

The whirring wind and the red molten iron formed a strange picture, and in a trance, the furnace had transformed into an evil dragon spewing flames, which made Zhou Zhongying's heart chill, and his legs were so soft that he couldn't do it.

After all, he is a reader, and after reading books for decades, he has cultivated some calm in his heart after all. At this time, he still subconsciously calculated, according to the speed of iron production in this iron factory, how could it be that thousands of catties of pig iron must be produced every day, maybe more...... Who knows! A military town can produce so much iron every year, how many weapons and armor can it make, and how many troops can it equip itself?

Zhou Zhongying was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and the young man seemed to be deliberately taking him around to visit. After passing through the ironworks, we came to a large factory area through which a river was flowing. Yangzhou Town has built a lot of pools on the river, and built a lot of waterwheels by taking advantage of the height difference of the water flow.

The young man took him into one of the work visits, Zhou Zhongying thought that his wife was working here, and when he saw the house, he used his best to look at it, but he didn't want to see all the 'fine' craftsmen in front of him, but he couldn't see Gao's.

When a steward-like craftsman saw the young man come in, he stepped forward and threw up his hand, wanting to speak.

Young man: "Don't be polite, I'll see it difficult for you to be busy with yourself." ”

The steward, apparently not a talkative man, nodded respectfully and stepped back.

There was a stove in the house, and in it were red-hot pig iron ingots

。

The two craftsmen placed a large piece of iron ingot, which had been softened, on a piece of iron felt, and they did not know what mechanism had been moved. I saw that as soon as I was overhead, the huge hammer head fell rhythmically and smashed on the iron ingot.

For a moment, the room was filled with the sound of thumping. The sound was so loud that it sent dust pouring down the beams. Zhou Zhongying only felt that his bones were shaken by the repeated knocking sound, and his brain was buzzing.

After looking at it for a while, the young man didn't seem to be able to stand the noise, so he pulled Zhou Zhongying and retreated.

After leaving the house, Zhou Zhongying felt better, and glanced at the whirling waterwheel paddle on the river, and immediately woke up: "It turns out that the hammer is pushed by water power to repeatedly beat the pig iron, and Yangzhou Town is going to make hundreds of steel!" ”

The young man looked at him with some surprise: "Mr. Zhou also knows about Hundred Steel?" ”

Zhou Zhongying: "After reading books all my life, I still know some miscellaneous studies." ”

"It's good to read, an army without culture is a stupid army, and science and technology are the primary productive forces." The young man sighed with emotion: "The iron ore and coal of our Ming Dynasty are actually of poor quality, phosphorus and sulfur exceed the standard, and the steel smelted is not successful. Therefore, after smelting raw iron with coking coal, charcoal needs to be used to re-furnace, but the furnace temperature of charcoal is not so easy to rise, and the manufacture of refractory bricks also has certain technical difficulties. However, repeated beating of the iron billet will always separate the impurities from it. ”

He talked for a long time, but Zhou Zhongying didn't understand a word, and he wasn't interested, so he only asked: "Where is the metalworking workshop?" ”

The young man was a little embarrassed: "Mr. Zhou, Fang Caimou only cared about checking around, but it was delayed, sorry, embarrassed, it was time to go to the metalworking workshop after a few steps." ”

As he spoke, two more people who looked like factory stewards hurriedly came over, and when they saw the young man, their faces changed drastically, and they fell to the ground.

The young man didn't wait for them to speak, waved his hand, motioned for them to get up, and said with a smile: "The industrial and mining land is important, so you don't need to be so vain. When you see someone, you will give gifts, and you will stop working, so get busy! ”

The two hurriedly said "yes", turned around and walked away cautiously.

Zhou Zhongying realized that something was wrong, and asked carefully: "Dare to ask Brother Taizun's surname, it seems that you have a lot of status in Yangzhou Town." ”

The young man smiled: "Pingshui meets, why use the name of the report, I am indeed from Yangzhou Town, and I have arrived."

。 ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the building in front of him and walked in first.

The houses in this building are very strange, unlike ordinary wooden houses, they are all blue brick walls, and there is only a green tile roof on top of them.

Zhou Zhongying was able to enter the inside, it was spacious, and the scale was several times larger than the examiner's lobby when he took the college exam, and it didn't feel crowded with two or three hundred people inside.

It was full of strange objects, and there were about ten large tables made of wrought iron, which were not enough to describe their size, but should be a large 'bed'.

This large iron 'bed' looked to weigh at least 1,000 catties, and it was also equipped with a large wheel, and at one end of the wheel was a large clamp, and a steel rod was worn on it.

On the other side of the big wheel is a fixed platform with an iron pipe sandwiched on it, which looks a bit like the barrel of a gun.

There seemed to be a transmission under the wheel, and a craftsman sat on the edge of the iron bed, pressing the pedals with his feet.

Every time I stepped on it, the wheel on the iron 'bed' spun rapidly.

The craftsman pushed the wheel with his hand so that the steel rod clamped to one end slowly reached into the barrel, and a piercing screech was heard, and large clusters of sparks flew out of the barrel.

Look at the other iron 'beds', other craftsmen are also doing the same thing, for a while, the room is full of sparks, and they are all sharp and sharp 'goose' bumps.

Zhou Zhongying didn't feel a burst of tooth soreness, and almost couldn't help but reach out to plug his ears.

The young man smiled and pointed to the iron 'bed' and said, "This is the 'lathe', which is used to cut wrought iron." ”

As he was talking, a blond-haired, blue-eyed, lion-like man walked up to the young man with two steward-like people, and bowed slightly: "You are here, my lord." "Although the Chinese language is stiff, it can still be understood, and the accent should be Beijing official dialect.

The two stewards were also blonde and blue-eyed, and their arms were covered with gold and long hair at the rolled up sleeves.

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