Chapter 11 Zezhou

The two were talking, and Ge Chengze boasted about the difference between Jinyang, Luoyang, and Chang'an.

And the eldest grandson is absent-mindedly coping.

"Childe, you're back." The person who came to report the news did not pay attention to the situation in the hall, and came in with a poke and a poke.

"What's going on? Who's back? Ge Chengze asked.

"Oh, young master, you're coming. It was the retinue of the eldest grandson who returned. When the visitor saw Ge Chengze, he quickly replied.

"Do you say Zhang Zhong? When I went home, I saw him waiting for someone at the gate of the village, so I knew you were coming. Ge Chengze said with some puzzlement.

"No, it's another entourage of the eldest grandson, the one-armed hero Wang Zhuangshi." This yesterday's deeds soon spread throughout the house, and in an era when there was basically no entertainment, gossip was perhaps one of the few pastimes.

"One-armed hero?" Ge Chengze was even more puzzled.

"That's the ......," explained Ge Chengze, who was confused.

However, the eldest grandson didn't want to listen to it, and rushed out without saying hello, at this time Ge Chengze's parents had already left, and there was really no need to say hello to Ge Chengze.

As soon as he went out of the door, he saw Wang Tie Dan suddenly appear after the wall.

"Why did you go for so long?" The eldest grandson had a lot of things to ask, but some were inconvenient to ask, some couldn't be asked, and some were not necessary, so there was only one sentence.

"Haha, when I arrived in this urn city, I saw that their donkey meat was good, so I bought some and walked while eating." Wang Tiedan is also a rough man.

"Oh, what happened yesterday?"

"I was afraid that they would follow, so I went east first, then turned north, and came back from the west in a big circle."

"Oh, that's good." After figuring out the problem, I put all my heart down.

"Is there water? Your donkey meat is delicious to eat, but don't you have salt and money here, why is it so salty? Xu felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and Wang Tie Dan said a joke that was not funny. These are also one of the few jokes he has made. It is estimated that if he becomes famous, the fifth joke in Chang'an City will be "Wang Tiedang's joke".

"Yes, yes, the strong man is so majestic." Changsun Tang and Wang Tie have been messing around for a long time, and they are not very sensitive to these things, but this Ge Chengze is indeed different.

"Huh." It was rare to be praised, and this Wang Tie had no choice but to touch his nose, which was also learned from the eldest grandson.

The three of them entered the hall and sat down, and their own servants brought the prepared tea.

"Poof." Wang Tie took a big gulp, but soon squirted out.

"This tea is not good, but this is the best tea I can get." Ge Chengze was a little helpless.

"Tell me when you run out of tea in the future." Changsun Tang didn't drink tea, but just looked at the reddish-brown tea soup and knew that the tea was not good, saying that the black tea had obviously not been fermented, and that it was green tea but it was a little moldy.

"This tea is run by your family? You've said it early. ”

"How is my brother?" The woman surnamed Wang didn't let others help her, and jumped in with a limp and asked Wang Tiedan.

At this moment, the eyes of the eldest grandson and Ge Chengze lit up at the same time, and their skin was like condensation, peerless.

"Your brother?" Wang Tieqi has some abnormal brain circuits.

"Oh, that's the ......," Changsun explained what he had heard yesterday.

"I didn't drink the gang's contact with the bandits yesterday, and I didn't see your brother......" Wang Tie Dan came yesterday's events one by one, originally Wang Tie Dan was a little cold, but in the face of beautiful women, this cold had to be melted, but Wang Tie Dan quickly recovered. Beauty, in his eyes, is just a pink skeleton.

The woman surnamed Wang didn't say much, he knew that these people who couldn't complain about the people sitting in the living room, but they were a little concerned.

"Didn't you say you were going to Jinyang? Maybe your brother will go to Jinyang to wait for you after getting rid of the enemy. At this time, separation is likely to be a farewell, that is, a separation of heavens.

"That's all there is to it, so when are we leaving?" The eyes of the woman surnamed Wang quickly lit up, and quickly dimmed, and the greater the hope for some things, the greater the disappointment.

"No, it hurts?" The eldest grandson hesitated.

"That's right, I'm going to Jinyang too, but I have to go to Zezhou to turn north, I don't know if you can go with me, we have a carriage." It seems that this Ge Chengze is also working hard.

"Do you have anything to do with Jinyang?" The eldest grandson was a little suspicious, and he couldn't figure out whether Ge Chengze really had something to do or if he had other plans.

"I heard that the imperial court is now allowed to sell salt to the grassland, so I'll go and see if I can have a share of my Ge family." Jinyang in the Tang Dynasty was an authentic companion capital, as Li Yuan's place of military mobilization, this place has received great policy care, and is one of the three largest cities in the country.

"Oh." The eldest grandson didn't say much.

"This trip to Zezhou is to send some salt to Zezhou on the way." Ge Chengze is also a person who can't pretend.

"Alright then!" The woman didn't hesitate, and saw that the eldest grandson acquiesced, so she agreed.

After all, the eldest grandson is not Zhou Papi, so he didn't let Ge Chengze, who had just arrived at home, set off on the same day.

It's just that the group was ready to set off and set off early in the morning.

Watching the huge convoy marching on the rammed road of loess, Changsun Tang felt that there was a feeling of chariots and horses, but the convoy composed of more than a dozen carriages still had a visual impact.

At noon the next day, the group finally arrived in Zezhou.

Listening to the clanging blows in most of the city of Zezhou, Changsun Tang knew that this was a city about iron and fire.

Wandering around the joint with Zhang Zhong in Zezhou, I have seen the scene of blacksmith shop striking iron, but I have not seen the scene of smelting iron from iron ore.

For a tech nerd, any technology has a fatal allure for him.

It is not as backward as imagined, at this time, Zezhou's iron-smelting technology has the emergence of the steel-filling method, and the converter iron-making in later generations has been very similar, but it is subject to the level of manpower and temperature, and cannot be done in one step, it needs to be carried out many times, and it cannot be produced on a large scale.

It can be said that the metallurgical level of Datang at this time has reached the advanced stage of handicraft workshops, and it is only a step away from large-scale industrial production.

However, for various reasons, it will take 1,200 years in China to make up for this period with Western technology.

The passage of thousands of years has taught us a truth: if we are backward, we will be beaten.

It's just that we know that the injuries we have suffered due to the beatings have not fully healed now.

Since I'm here, I'll make up for it. The eldest grandson secretly made up his mind.