Many times, Rebecca felt that she couldn't understand her ancestor's train of thought - but the girl with the iron had the advantage that she wouldn't force herself to understand what she couldn't understand, anyway, the ancestor would never be wrong when he spoke, just do it.

Looking at Rebecca, who happily took the order to leave, but didn't even ask why he wanted to burn the stone, Gawain couldn't help but touch his chin and muttered: Sure enough, everyone's talent points are limited, plus more and less depends on the dice, Rebecca is probably rolling a handful of math and brain holes, and the rest is all 1 and is born......

But it doesn't matter, anyway, the drawings and basic operation methods are stuffed to her, just let her watch and toss by herself. After the actual case of the No. 1 project of the magic network, it has been proved that this girl has an amazing talent in mathematics and the field that requires creativity, in addition to the idea of low emotional intelligence and often appearing in the field of underdrawing, this kind of talented player should be thrown out and let her work hard to die, as long as she does not die, there will usually be unexpected gains, and adding a lot of rules and regulations to her is easy to limit the results.

Besides, even Gawain himself wasn't sure how many of the earth methods he had restored through the memory of the earth would succeed......

After throwing the task of "burning the stone" to Rebecca, Gawain went to the farmland to check the progress of the reclamation and confirm that the waterwheel had started to be made, and then went to the blacksmith shop and threw the new furnace he designed to the old blacksmith Hammer.

The old blacksmith expressed his undisguised astonishment at the drawings Gawain had pulled out.

He was really surprised.

Hammer knew that the lord was concerned about the new furnace, and he remembered that Gawain had collected some suggestions from him a few days ago on making a new furnace, but in his concept, a noble lord had already done it this far, and then he would at most find a few craftsmen to come over and help him build a new furnace together, and then occasionally come over to check the progress or something—he never expected that Gawain would come directly with the drawings.

When he heard the lord say that the furnace blueprints had been drawn, Hammer's first reaction was not surprise or emotion, but nervousness and headache.

Or is it the same sentence, a duke, a big nobleman, a character who should sit in the castle and eat with a golden rice bowl, really know how to strike iron and how to build a stove? Can the drawings he tossed out by himself really work?

What should I do if it doesn't work? Who would dare to give an opinion? But if you use it...... Who's to blame if something happens?

The old blacksmith took the drawings handed over by Gawain with a sad face, and secretly made up his mind in his heart: if this furnace is too whimsical, then he must not say it, the big deal is to nod his head first, and then try to build a furnace that is similar in appearance but completely different inside......

His thoughts continued until he saw the elaborate and well-laid out blueprints.

Gawain took Hammer's reaction in full sight and smiled.

He is not a blacksmith, to be honest, even if he has no experience related to steel smelting or forging in his previous life, but who has come from the era of information explosion who can't pull out a bunch of theoretical knowledge?

Of course, a keyboard powerhouse with only theoretical knowledge is actually useless, but it doesn't matter, he still has the memory of Gawain Cecil.

Gawain Cecil was not a blacksmith, but the first Duke of the East was a blacksmith, and the important material for the Duke of the East when he invited everyone to drink was the knowledge of steel smelting. Coupled with his close personal relationship, Gawain Cecil was dragged by the original Duke of the East to practice next to the furnace many times, so he naturally knew what structure a qualified furnace should be.

The combination of two layers of knowledge, combined with the advice given by Rebecca and Hetty and the small loss of the hairline, it is still possible to draw a drawing.

However, self-confidence is self-confidence, Gawain has not yet reached the level of blind arrogance, he is well versed in the disadvantages of laymen leading insiders, and knows that his identity is easy for the real experts in the territory to dare not open their mouths to give their opinions when facing themselves, so he took the initiative to say: "This drawing is based on some furnaces in the Gondor period, it is not necessarily suitable for the actual situation, it just gives you an idea, how to make this furnace work, that's your business - you can transform it at will, As long as it meets my requirements. ”

"No, no, no, this design is already very reasonable," said Hammer hurriedly, "and there is no shortage of structures in the furnace, and they can all be connected well, and this idea of continuous smelting is ...... As long as the ore is continuously put in and the slag is removed, can it keep burning? ”

"Yes, it's continuous," Gawain nodded, "but then, the usual way of working with a blacksmith with a few apprentices around a furnace is probably not suitable, right?" ”

Hammer had clearly not expected this, and he was still immersed in the wonderful idea of a new furnace, when he was reminded by Gawain, and he suddenly realized what such an extremely efficient furnace that did not need to be extinguished.

As if by some kind of profession-based intuition, he realized that there was a deep gulf between the clanging blacksmith of the past and the furnace in front of him.

Thinking of the large courtyard with a length and width of 100 meters and the ability to place dozens of sets of furnaces, he stared at Gawain with wide eyes: "Master......"

"Steel, steel is the foundation of everything—and all the other strange metals have to be counted here, of course," Gawain said, pulling something else out of his bosom and giving it to Hammer, "I've inquired, you're literate, so you should be able to understand these things." ”

Blacksmiths were the upper class of the commoners, and although they were still commoners, they had a similar status to the family warriors and even trainee knights who wielded swords and whips, and the Hammer family had been responsible for smelting steel and crafting weapons for the Cecil family for generations, so Hammer was literate and numeracy - his father was very enlightened in this regard.

Accepting the paper from Gawain, Hammer's eyes widened in surprise after he only roughly glanced at it.

"That's ...... Is this still a blacksmith's shop? ”

"No, this is Cecil Steelworks," Gawain looked into the old blacksmith's eyes, "I want a lot of steel, that's even more than you've ever seen in your life, and the new furnace and the magic net number one are just the foundation of the foundation, and all of these things need to have a matching, new production structure to support it." ”

This was the transformation of the workshop into a factory, and even Gawain himself had no idea what the effect of such a rigid, top-down reorganization would be, but he really couldn't wait for it to take a long time.

He could not wait for this society to slowly develop into the budding of capital and industrial revolution. Fate—even if he's willing to wait, the thing in the sky may not be willing to wait.

When you're immersed in farming and the sub-base hasn't even opened, a wave of aliens and a wave of magic waves are brushed on your face at the same time, can you still play?!

The progress of Magic Net One made him see the opportunity for the great development of productivity - or rather, the productivity has reached a point where it can be greatly developed, but in this world where magic exists, it is just stuck in place, and Magic Net One is the hope of liberating this confinement.

Defeat is magic, success is magic.

Hammer fell into thought, but found that he could not think of anything - this was beyond his worldview, and for the first time he could not find his place in the steel: "Master, if it is really according to your plan, so many steel furnaces...... How many blacksmiths do you need to use it? I'm the only blacksmith in the territory now......"

"Sooner or later, smelting ore and steel processing will be separated and become two parts, and I have follow-up arrangements for these," Gawain glanced at Hammer, "After seeing the blueprints of the new furnace, you should know that I am not whimsical." ”

Such a dangerous thought had really popped into Hammer's mind just now, but Gawain's reminder reminded him of the bold and reasonable furnace design.

After a few seconds of silence, Gawain deliberately spoke unhurriedly: "Do you think I am a stupid aristocrat full of naïve ideas and all kinds of whimsy, but I don't understand the reality at all? ”

Hammer suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "No, no, no, how can you be ......"

"It's normal for you to think like this, because I think more than 90 percent of the other nobles of this era are also in this way," Gawain laughed, "living in a castle, high up, luxurious and naïve, not knowing how grain grows, and not knowing the doorway to make iron, build houses, or cut wood, but he also likes to give random orders that are impossible to fulfill, right?" ”

Hammer looked at Gawain dumbfounded, and was stunned for a long time before he said the word "bosom friend".

How could this duke of 700 years ago evaluate the nobility so incisively?

"You must wonder why I have such a brilliant evaluation of them, it's very simple - I am Gawain Cecil, and I led the people to clear the land here seven hundred years ago when it was still a barren land," Gawain looked into Hammer's eyes, "We didn't live in a castle at that time, and when it comes to work, many of the craftsmen in this territory are probably no match for me." ”

Hammer's face changed slightly, and he nodded slowly.

Gawain put his hand on the old blacksmith's shoulder, "So do as I say, the first step is to complete the construction of a new furnace." ”

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Betty trotting all the way.

"Sir!" The little maid still took a few breaths, then bent clumsily and exaggeratedly, "Miss Amber is back!" And with a ...... A ......"

Betty thought hard and said aloud, "A dirty old man! ”