The maddening wind forging machine is finally working stably. While constantly strengthening the strength of each component, the biggest secret of its success is to ...... and make the hammer smaller.

When Uncle Zhou originally designed it, he had in mind those super large forging machines with a forging capacity of tens of thousands of tons at every turn. In his mind, it must be too exaggerated to make tens of thousands of tons by himself, but if it is too small, it will be faceless.

At first, I thought that I would get a 500-kilogram forging hammer, but Uncle Zhou couldn't make such a large structural part at all, so he could only make a 70-kilogram one. In this way, he still felt very aggrieved - he had embarrassed the traverser.

But Uncle Zhou doesn't understand material mechanics and structural mechanics, so he takes it for granted that he draws a tiger out of the design drawing. It's this seventy-kilogram hammer that can make a lot of human and dwarven blacksmiths miserable.

Everyone thinks the principle is good, but the reliability just doesn't. All the tricks imaginable were exhausted, and at last the blacksmiths were desperate, and one of the apprentices said - why don't you make the hammer smaller?

Wonderful!

The blacksmiths 'turned dead horses into live horse doctors' and reduced the weight of the hammer to thirty kilograms. This weight can even be picked up and pounded twice by ordinary people. Everyone didn't dare to tell Zhou Qingfeng about this change, for fear that this ambitious uncle would be angry.

It was this small change that finally stopped the wind forging machine from falling apart. It can work non-stop under the chain of the windmill, forging the red-hot bar iron repeatedly. Under the sputtering spark is a stable increase in the quality of iron.

The forging capacity is small, but it can work stably. The high-quality steel, which used to be produced only by master blacksmiths repeatedly hammering for days, now flows out from under the forging machine like a sausage.

Although there are still problems of carbon content, crystal structure, and heat treatment that need to be improved, this step taken by the Harmony Village Forge is undoubtedly a big step in smelting technology - saving a lot of manpower and greatly reducing the technical requirements for blacksmiths.

In order to get a high salary, the gray dwarf artificial head worked hard to realize the forging machine that Zhou Qingfeng envisioned. When it first saw this machine, it thought that it must learn the essence of this thing and bring it to its own tribe.

With this kind of machine, the gray dwarves who are good at forging will definitely be able to gain the favor of the gods, and they have never become stronger and expand their power. But now the foreman was extremely depressed and terrified.

It takes decades for a dwarf to identify minerals, master the heat, control the strength, and accumulate a wealth of experience to become a master blacksmith.

But after the wind forging machine is built, any apprentice can make good iron. It doesn't take decades, it only takes a few days - how difficult is it to turn over the forging with iron tongs and remember how many times it needs to be forged?

"Are we dwarves going to be doomed in the future?" The gray dwarf artificial head sat at the door of the forging yard and asked Zhou Qingfeng, "With this kind of machinery, who would want us to strike iron?" Can we still be blacksmiths? ”

It is an inevitable fact that the progress of technology is always eliminating backward processes and types of work. For this bearded gray dwarf, Zhou Qingfeng could experience the gloom of his mood. So he sat down and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Bruno and I'm from the Rock Tooth Tribe. Of course, you don't know what the Rock Tooth tribe is. My hometown is in the Dark Regions, and my tribe is a slave to the Dark Elves. I escaped from the ground and walked a long way to get here. ”

"Bruno." Zhou Qingfeng patted the gray dwarf's broad shoulder, "I heard that your people are quite cunning. ”

Hahaha...... the gray dwarf artificial head laughed, "Having been enslaved by those black skins for tens of thousands of years, can you expect us to still be kind dwarves?" In fact, we are enslaved by psionics, even more evil creatures. ”

"The cunning gray dwarf will not worry about work. You won't need to use a hammer anymore, and that's a good thing. But there is more work to be done in this forge yard. For example, if you are looking for high-quality iron ore, can machinery replace you? ”

Bruno was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly laughed and said: "We gray dwarves live in the darkest underground, and we are the most powerful at prospecting and mining, and no one can compare to it. ”

"Isn't it worth studying how to build a better iron-making furnace, and how to distinguish between what is good and what is harmful in the ore? There is also quenching and tempering is also a technology. You can't do it, only you can. ”

"yes." Bruno slapped his thigh, "Why do I have to pick up the hammer?" It's hard and tired, and I can't make a few bucks. A master blacksmith should not only have strength, but brains. ”

The gray dwarf artificial head stood up suddenly, and Zhou Qingfeng was also very happy that his psychological counseling had worked. But when he thought that the other party would go back to the forge in a good mood to work hard, the stocky little man ran towards the tavern on his short legs.

"Hey, Bruno, where are you going?"

"I'm going to open it, I'm going to go to the tavern for a drink and celebrate."

"It's work time, so you don't have to leave early, and you don't need to drink. You are a foreman, and you should lead by example. ”

"I have an itchy throat now, and I'll die if I don't drink."

The little man ran away without a trace, and Zhou Qingfeng could only stare at him and scolded: "Bastard, you come back for me." Otherwise, Lao Tzu will deduct your wages. ”

Bruno pretended not to hear, and it seemed that he would not stop without getting drunk. Zhou Qingfeng could only enter the forging yard to inspect by himself, and there was no one to welcome him.

Hundreds of apprentice blacksmiths are busy, hand-crafting forged iron into weapons or tools. A dozen full-fledged blacksmiths are assembling a second wind forging machine. With the proven design of the first one, the follow-up is much simpler.

In addition, another windmill is being built, and the belt to transmit the power is being erected, which will provide more convenience for the forging yard.

Zhou Qingfeng called a human deputy foreman and asked in a low voice, "Now that our forging machine can be used, don't let outsiders contact it anymore." A separate forging workshop was set up, and only those who had undergone political examination could enter. ”

The deputy foreman nodded and said, "Your Excellency Hugo, you went to explore the elven ruins a month ago, and two blacksmiths escaped from the forge yard. However, they did not see the full version of the forging machine, and the technology they mastered was incomplete.

Later, some tried to escape or infiltrate, and all of them were secretly executed. Now all the people who operate the forging machine are the first people who follow you, and they are very reliable. ”

"Good." Zhou Qingfeng expressed his satisfaction with this, "How much equipment can the forging yard produce in a month now?" ”

"Eight thousand arrowheads, two hundred spearheads, a hundred long knives, and fifty iron shields. In addition, we also made iron tools, such as hoes, axes, iron pots, machetes, etc. We are all short of these things. ”

That's not a lot of production.

In addition to weapons, the lack of iron tools was also something that Zhou Qingfeng had known for a long time. In the Black Forest, there is really a poor home, a poor jingle. At the beginning of Kuonuma Village, the whole village could not find a few pots to boil hot water.

As the population of Harmony Village increases, construction continues, and tools are scarce than weapons. The human assistant complained, "We can build more things now, but there is only so much molten iron that can be produced in an ironmaking furnace." ”

"Then build another iron-making furnace."

"No, we're short of iron ore."

Zhou Qingfeng frowned, knowing what was wrong. There are obviously people in the Black Forest who are not convinced of him!