Chapter 172: The Melting Pot
When Mu Qingli heard this, she lowered her head and pondered, she remembered that her father had said in her previous life that in ancient times, since the Spring and Autumn Period, they gradually began to use the melting pot to make iron, and perhaps, they could also use this method.
How was large-scale ironmaking and steel making carried out in ancient times?
An inquiry sounded in his mind, and after five seconds of stinging, Goldfinger gave a detailed three-way plan.
Mu Qingli hooked her lips and smiled, and said to Han Xianglin: "The laborious military division has summoned the blacksmiths over, and I have a way to refine and expand the scale." ”
Han Xianglin's white face showed an expression of "sure enough", and then he waved his hand, and seven or eight people suddenly rushed up behind the thatched hut, "I knew that you must have a way." The tone was firm.
Mu Qingli smiled, if there was no golden finger, in fact, she wouldn't, but she believed that as long as they were given time to ponder, they would be able to figure it out in less than three or five years, she just advanced this time.
After gathering all the people, Mu Qingli said the scale of ironmaking in his mind in detail one by one, and those blacksmiths, the more they listened, the brighter their expressions became, and they looked at Mu Qingli's eyes, and they were already worshipping abnormally.
After a dry mouth, he finally finished: "What, but there is still something I don't understand?" ”
Everyone shook their heads, and Mu Qingli bowed his head, "That's good." Thinking of the object he wanted to create, he asked, "May I ask you, big brothers, which one here has the best craftsmanship?" ”
When everyone heard this, they all looked at the oldest middle-aged uncle in the field, and the uncle was not modest, and smiled heartily: "When the old man was young, his home was an iron shop, but unfortunately the Hu people entered the customs, and the iron shop could not be maintained, so he was in the army." ”
Mu Qingli smiled brightly, and she asked Han Xianglin: "Strategist, I want to delay this blacksmith uncle for some time and create some small objects for me, I don't know if it's okay?" ”
Having solved a big problem, Han Xianglin was in a good mood, "What's so difficult about this?" Just do it. ”
Mu Qingli was really unceremonious, pulling the uncle to the side and muttering.
After discussing with his uncle, Mu Qingli returned to Fangcheng at dusk under the escort of the soldiers arranged by Han Xianglin, while he stayed at the iron mine and began to build a large foundry in full swing.
From a distance, Mu Qingli saw that her camp tent was full of people, and she led Fuji Buha forward suspiciously, only to find out that it was someone from the training camp.
"Instructor!" When the people in the training camp saw Mu Qingli approaching, they quickly saluted as a team, causing a burst of envy from the soldiers passing by, they really wanted to be so imposing!
Mu Qingli bowed lightly, and asked Yang Fan, who was taking the lead, "But is there something?" ”
Yang Fan scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "Today, the general told us that let's go to the various garrisons of the Zhendong Army and be responsible for training, but instructor, we feel that we can't do it yet......"
Mu Qingli interrupted Yang Fan's words, looked at everyone seriously, and said in a cold tone: "You are the elite group brought out by my Mu Qing, if you all say that you can't do it, who else can do it?" Don't be presumptuous, have you forgotten what I told you, soldiers, you must not be afraid of difficulties and move forward bravely! Even if you don't believe in yourselves, who else can trust you? If anyone dares to say that they can't do it before they do it, from now on, they are not allowed to say that they have trained under my Mu Qing, I am ashamed. ”
At the same time, he was proud of being an elite group.
Mu Qingli asked viciously, "Now, tell me if I can do it?" ”
"Yes!" Powerful and powerful!