In the legend, the Chiyou tribe did have many strange people and beasts to help, but in the end they still lost. Wang Xika told the poor and poor the stories he told with Qiuqiu on the snowy mountain word for word, but the poor did not believe it.

For this arrogant primitive man, it was completely impossible to lose to a dwarf craftsman. As for what crossing, what atomic bomb, nuclear weapons, it's complete nonsense.

Wang Xika understood that his mouth alone could not convince a wild man like Poor and Poor, who had never been educated, but for a while he could not come up with any convincing evidence, so he had to ask Poor and Poor: "If you are so powerful, your mammoth, velociraptor rex, that is, the fleas you are talking about, and these ankylosaurs—I don't know what name you gave them, so invincible, then why haven't you conquered the craftsman tribe?"

"Those craftsmen can't beat us, they're just more cunning, hiding behind and firing rockets, and the animals are afraid of fire." If they can't set fire when it rains, it's as easy to beat them as if they were pinching an ant to death. ”

"What if suddenly the rain stops while you are fighting? Why can't you learn the craftsmen's methods and shoot them with rockets? They have iron weapons, and your weapons are stones and sticks. ”

Poor and poor were furious: "Are you saying that our weapons are not good? Our weapons are the best in the world! As soon as the axe goes down, the craftsman's head will bloom!" he said and brandished the giant stone axe in his hand.

Xiucai met Bing, and he couldn't explain it clearly. In the face of people like the poor, Wang Xijia didn't want to talk anymore, but out of respect for Qiuqiu, he still said everything he wanted to say: "Metal is more advanced than stone, you should be like a craftsman to find copper ore, iron ore, and then make better weapons." With stones, you can't win with iron. ”

The poor sneered: "Have you ever been on the battlefield? It's better if you use your iron tools and some atomic bomb, I'll use my axe, and let's have a good fight. ”

Having said that, Wang Xijia knew that there was no point in saying anything. The so-called summer insects are indescribable, and primitive people who have not seen the power of advanced weapons will not understand the huge difference between the Stone Age and the Iron Age. So he got up and said goodbye: "Since that's the case, then I'll go first." Thank you for your hospitality and good luck on the battlefield. ”

Meng Jianniang, Peng Lianhu and Lang Naduo also left. Several people went to the Maoren camp for the first time, and persuaded Wang Xijia: "Don't reason with these Maoren, and they will only understand what a small pot is made of iron when they suffer losses." ”

Wang Xijia understood that the battle between the Maomen and the craftsmen would lead to the extinction of the clan, and their tall bodies covered with long hair, as well as their mammoth war elephants, would be wiped out because of the defeat in the war. This is what history is destined to happen, just as Macondo, who has been lonely for a hundred years, is destined to disappear from the world. I once wanted to use thousands of years of knowledge to change this outcome, but when I encountered poverty, no effort was useless.

When he left, Qiuqiu did not stay, this person who is suspected to be Chiyou, was once moved by Wang Xijia on the snow mountain, agreed to develop science and technology, and did not take the initiative to seek war with craftsmen. But when he came to the black-haired camp and saw the strength of his reinforcements, he seemed to be suspicious of Wang Xijia's words, and his heart to start a war was ready to move.

Now Wang Xika doesn't care about Qiuqiu and the war between the poor and the craftsmen, he just hopes that those mammoths and dinosaurs will not become extinct. Maybe when you come back from traveling around the world, you can also get some animals to raise in Shanghekou Village. At this moment, he just wanted to go back to Peach Blossom Town to find Yuan Qingniu and talk about the things he didn't talk about last time.

Seeing that it was almost time to reach Peach Blossom Town, the soil on the ground suddenly shook again, and when I looked back, it turned out that Zack was riding a mammoth and rushed over.

"I believe what you say, iron is better than stone, can you teach me to strike iron?" Zach asked.

Zach's physical fitness is just ordinary in Maoren, and he is not as strong as Qiuqiu and Poor. Because he doesn't have such a big physical advantage, he trusts weapons more.

Wang Xijia likes Zack very much, Zack is the kind closest to ordinary humans in the Mao people, usually goes to Peach Blossom Town to buy salt and wine, and he is the one who does the fur business, and the degree of civilization is very high.

"Okay, I'll teach you, but I have to visit that Yuan Zhenren again. ”

Wang Xijia rode a velociraptor straight to the third floor of the casino and found that the door was closed. asked the casino owner Yuan Zhenren where he went, and the boss said that after chatting with Wang Xijia last time, Yuan Zhenren went to travel all over the world, and he didn't know what to do. Yuan Zhenren would disappear for a while from time to time, and when he came back, he would bring a lot of powerful things with him.

Wang Xijia thought to himself that this Yuan Qingniu might go somewhere to buy it, his remote control devices, and those sneakers must not have been made by himself. Either there is a group of modern people somewhere in this world, and Yuan Qingniu went to them to buy goods. Either that, Yuan Qingniu has mastered the method of freely traveling through time and space, and can bring modern goods to ancient times. But now that Yuan Qingniu can't be found, Wang Xika can't verify his idea, so he has to take Zack to learn how to make ironware first.

A few people still came to the blacksmith shop in Peach Blossom Town, this boss is also surnamed Liu, older than Carpenter Liu in Shanghekou, Wang Xijia called him Mr. Liu. Of course, this Boss Liu didn't understand the meaning of "total" in "Mr. Liu", but he knew in his heart that it was a good word, and he didn't object to Wang Xijia calling him so.

I don't know why the carpenters and blacksmiths and other people that Wang Xijia knows are surnamed Liu, maybe Carpenter Liu in Shanghekou Village and Liu in Taohua Town are always relatives, or in this era, those who are engaged in the blacksmith business are surnamed Liu.

Mr. Liu was very happy to see Wang Xijia, who was the biggest customer since the opening of the blacksmith shop. Last time, in order to verify the power of the ball, Wang Xijia bought all the iron here.

"How many people, what do you want to buy this time?" asked Mr. Liu diligently.

"You're busy, I'll see. "Wang Xijia didn't want to buy anything this time, mainly because he wanted to learn ancient smelting techniques. But I was worried about the feudal thinking of the ancients of "learning apprentices and starving masters", so I pretended to come to buy things.

"Well, you can look at whatever you want, just tell me what you like, and I'll give you a cheaper. Mr. Liu didn't realize that Wang Xijia, an old customer, had become a commercial spy.

Wang Xika nodded noncommittally and looked around.

In fact, there is nothing to learn about the ancient smelting technology, it is very simple, Wang Xijia is a modern person who learns it at a casual glance: use clay to make a blast furnace, put charcoal at the bottom, and iron ore on top. Then use a skin bag as a blower to heat, melt the iron ore, pour it into the abrasive tool to cool, and then beat it repeatedly to remove the impurities as much as possible.

Wang Xijia understands that most of the iron obtained by this soil smelting method is pig iron, which has too high carbon content and is relatively brittle, so he can only make some iron pots, iron tripods and other things, and cannot make too cutting-edge swords, let alone make seamless steel pipes for guns. But it was this kind of technical means that was enough for the craftsmen to be much ahead of the Maoren who used stone tools in technology.

Compared with Mr. Liu's smelting technology, which has just entered the Iron Age, Wang Xijia is more concerned about his raw materials - that is, where the iron ore comes from. Wang Xijia picked up a piece of iron ore casually, and it was indeed the most widely distributed hematite.

"I see that there are a lot of your ore around the town, and the purchase price should not be high, right?" Wang Xijia asked tentatively, ostensibly wanting to lower the price, but actually wanting to inquire about the source of this iron ore.

"Where is there a mine around our town? Even if there is, it will not be used, these are all good mines transported back from the mines 50 miles outside the town, and it will take several days for the Mato people to carry them. Mr. Liu really took the bait, and easily revealed the ore origin information that Wang Xijia was most concerned about.

Wang Xijia stared at the ore in his hand, thinking that this ore could be thrown directly into the furnace to make iron, which could be regarded as a blast furnace bonanza, and it was in good condition. This kind of high-grade iron ore is only available in large mining areas. He secretly recalled the geographical knowledge he learned in junior high school, and vaguely remembered that the iron ore mining areas in ancient China were Anshan, Benxi, Liaoning, and Panzhihua, Sichuan. In fact, there are also iron mines in Hainan and Inner Mongolia, but the ancients didn't know about it.

"Okay, you give me ten iron rods, all of which cost 100 pounds, and I will get them in 10 days. The price you open. Wang Xika said naturally with a piece of iron ore in his clothes.

"You're a regular customer, and I don't want to make more money from you. Each iron rod charges you 5 taels of silver, a total of 50 taels, what do you think?"

"That's it. I'll give you a deposit of 30 taels and a ready-made iron rod. The rest will be delivered when the time comes, what do you think?" After speaking, Wang Xika took an iron rod from the store, and this iron rod is not a hundred catties, but only 20 catties.

"It's all up to you. Mr. Liu received another huge sum of money and smiled.