Chapter 122: Making Glass
Mu Qingli's question had just come to mind when a familiar stinging pain hit his head again!
"Ahh
Mu Qingli was stabbed by the sudden pain and covered her head, in great pain!
"A-Qing, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Ziyang, who was the first to notice the abnormality, hurriedly got up and came behind Mu Qingli, and worriedly put his arm on her shoulder.
Mu Qingli clenched her teeth and couldn't speak, this sudden pain seemed to tear her head, although it only lasted for five seconds, it made her feel like falling into hell.
Su Xiang and Su Qi, who were sitting on the side, got up in a panic and surrounded Mu Qingli, Su Qi took Mu Qingli's hand and wanted to take the pulse.
Fortunately, Mu Qingli woke up in time, hurriedly pulled out his wrist, and avoided Su Qi's pulse: "I'm fine, but I suddenly had a headache, now it's okay, thank you." ”
Zhao Ziyang's two big hands stroked Mu Qingli's temples and massaged them gently, but his mouth was dissatisfied: "You suddenly came like this, it's scary, you don't know how white your face was just now." ”
Zhao Ziyang's fingertips massaged, revealing a warmth, slowly soothed Mu Qingli's discomfort, she said apologetically: "I'm sorry to worry you, but I know how to make glass." ”
"What?!"
Zhao Ziyang and the three of them screamed at the same time.
At this time, Mu Qingli was in turmoil.
She actually didn't, but as soon as she asked how to make glass in her mind, a strong sting followed, and when it faded, the method of making glass was firmly imprinted in her mind. Such a scene also appeared once when he offered a plan to attack the ancient city!
She's what's wrong?
Looking at the three people who were staring at her in disbelief, Mu Qingli had no choice but to put this problem behind her, study it in the future, and solve the current matter first.
"Where did you come from, how can you do anything?" Zhao Ziyang stopped massaging and looked at Mu Qingli strangely.
Su Qi nodded in agreement, and Su Xiang's eyes became even hotter.
Mu Qingli rolled her eyes and said angrily: "I said that I am an immortal in the sky, and I have come down to the mortal tribulation, do you believe it?" ”
Zhao Ziyang and the three of them nodded wildly, only making Mu Qingli laugh: "Okay, I'm joking, let's get back to business." ”
It's not hard to make glass.
According to the method in his mind, Mu Qingli ordered people to prepare quartz sand, various ores, and special boilers, and demonstrated them in the courtyard of his residence the next morning when the things were ready.
The courtyard was densely packed with a bunch of people, Zhao Ziyang wanted to coax the crowd away, but Mu Qingli stopped it, it was not a particularly confidential thing, just look at it, and she also had another thought, so Zhao Ziyang gave up.
Mu Qingli commanded Zhao Ziyang and Yang Lei, who were in charge, to heat the boiler according to the steps, shovel the quartz sand and ore into the boiler, and forge them back and forth at high temperatures.
The eyes of the crowd widened, and the audience was in an uproar!
Zhao Ziyang and Yang Lei, their hands trembled: "This is, the glass that sells for thousands of taels?" ”
Mu Qingli put the crucible on the shelf with iron tongs, and after the liquid cooled down slightly, he picked up an iron rod and picked up a cloud of half-melted liquid, and slowly kneaded it with tongs.
Half a salary, when the liquid on the iron rod was completely cooled, Mu Qingli also pinched it, and a crystal clear glass apple appeared in Mu Qingli's hand: "Yes, there are few impurities, it is quite successful, if you can reduce the impurities to the minimum, it will be almost." ”