Behind the low grass and wood houses, rough polished granite bricks are cemented to form a round-arched stone furnace. A man-tall chimney was swollen with dark smoke, and the smelted steel was forged into tools and loaded into wooden crates with the sound of metal pounding.

"The iron ore in the warehouse is running out, and the remaining stock is only enough to maintain half a month's production at most." Darkened fingers rubbed over the leather apron, and Oliver glanced at the supplies on the list, "There's charcoal, and there's not much in stock, so we'll have to bring some more from Port Servit." ”

"It's enough, we've already completed half a year's production in a week." The wooden box full of steel tools was placed heavily on the table, and the young man with the deer hunting hat next to him wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Father, what is the wizard trying to do with so many tools?" ”

"I don't know, I just know that it's not a good thing to talk about wizards behind your back," scribbled a few lines on the list with a quill, Oliver shoved it to the boy in front of him who looked like a merchant's apprentice, and after sending him away, he looked at the granite blast furnace outside the window, and grinned, "If there is such a blast furnace in Bainville, there is no need for the Viscount to flee to the royal capital." ”

However, the blacksmith next to him showed a disapproving expression, and while slamming the hammer on the red-hot iron, he said disdainfully, "A coward is always a coward, even if he holds the holy sword given by Father Julian, he will only keep it at home as a burning stick." ”

Oliver looked at him and didn't say anything.

Saranwade's son died at the hands of the rebels, and his daughter-in-law and youngest daughter were captured and sent to the army. prostitutes, and Prince William's rebels were able to take Banville bloodlessly, thanks to Viscount Cameron's policy of non-resistance.

However, Oliver didn't want to hate the Viscount, even though everyone here didn't have any good feelings for the Viscount. Even more damned are Prince William and the rebels who aided in the abuse. Oliver could think of no more words to describe the young warlike prince than to be selfish and brutal for the sake of a crown.

The blacksmith shop was full of enthusiasm, whether it was the people, the atmosphere or the temperature.

Far away, Jiang Feng heard the sound of striking iron floating from inside.

Several of the refugees from Baanville were blacksmiths working on the Viscount's estate, and it was obviously overkill to keep such aboriginal talents working on the plantations.

After the blast furnace for steelmaking was built, Jiang Feng asked Captain Calf to send the blacksmiths over.

In the past, he was a little embarrassed to use the frigates in the colonial port as his own transport ships, but now that he uses them more, he has lost that feeling of embarrassment.

The sailors were also very happy to help him, and when they had nothing to do, they were idle in the harbor anyway, and they would not only get a reward of a few silver coins for their work, but also be a point of conversation in the tavern for bragging rights.

At first, the refugees who came to the South Island were still worried about their fate, especially after seeing those Samons who looked like monkeys, and thought that they would be sent to cooperate with the wizard to carry out some unfriendly experiments, but in the end they found out that they were just employed, and even had dozens of silver coins as salaries, and they lived here with peace of mind.

When he pushed the wooden door open, a dry smell of soot came to his face.

Seeing Jiang Feng who appeared at the door, the craftsmen in the blacksmith shop stopped their movements one after another, and looked at the door with surprise and a hint of awe in their eyes.

"Dear Wizard, we didn't know you ......were coming," Oliver glanced at his surroundings with some embarrassment.

"It's okay, I'm just here to take a look around and check on the progress of your work." Jiang Feng looked at the environment here, then looked at the distance between the blast furnace and the forging room, pointed to the wall next to him and said, "Open two windows on the wall over here." ”

This blast furnace produces a large amount of carbon monoxide for the reduction reaction during ironmaking, and although the design of the direct connection between the discharge port and the forging chamber improves the work efficiency, it also increases the risk of carbon monoxide poisoning, and if you do not pay attention to ventilation, it is very likely that something will happen.

"Yes, my lord, we'll do it early tomorrow morning." Oliver nodded.

Jiang Feng didn't say why he did this, and the blacksmiths didn't ask. Having worked in the aristocratic manor, he was accustomed to this kind of work mode between master and servant, and they only needed to follow the orders given by Jiang Feng, as for the rest, there was no need to ask.

Walking with Jiang Feng to the trailer in the backyard of the blacksmith shop, Oliver pointed to the wooden box on the trailer. There are twenty or thirty tools stacked there, many of which are new products that have just been baked for a short time, and you can even feel a trace of moisture when you touch them.

"These are all new products that have just been created, and the batch created in the morning has been transported to the warehouse by trailer, do you want me to take you to see it?"

"No, I'm just going to take a look." Jiang Feng shook his head and said.

Just now, he had used his brain to roughly scan the iron products in the wooden box, and the results of the scan were barely satisfactory to him.

This simple blast furnace does not have any technical content, the iron ore used is not very high, and the quality of the steel is naturally not very good, so his own expectations are not very high. But even so, this backward technology was enough for these natives to use the first industrial leather. life, and even more distant in the electric age.

Under the leadership of Oliver, Jiang Feng circled around the blacksmith shop,

"I have a drawing here," took out a drawing from his arms, Jiang Feng handed it to Oliver, "See if you can follow the steps drawn on the drawing and make this thing." ”

Firing abrasives?

It's not too difficult for Oliver.

Metal round pipes?

Scratching the stubble on his chin, Oliver frowned and looked at the drawings. It was not difficult for him to read and understand the words on the drawings, he had studied words and arithmetic when he was working at the estate of Lord Viscount Cameron, and what puzzled him was what was drawn in the center of the drawings, and he really couldn't see the usefulness of it.

"We can try," Oliver said hesitantly, putting the drawings into his arms, "but the iron ore stocks in the warehouse have bottomed out, and we may not have enough iron ore to build this thing described in the drawings." ”

"You don't have to worry about the iron ore," Jiang Feng smiled slightly, and said, "Two kilometers east of Xishitan, there is a mine, where the iron ore reserves are quite abundant, and the taste is quite passable. In a few days, I will build a mine there, and soon the problem of iron ore supply will be solved. During this time, you can study how to cast molds. ”

Oliver had a look of surprise on his face.

He had heard a little bit of a story about those pointy ears in the tavern of Port Sevit, and if he remembered correctly, those pointy ears never let humans into their territory, but why did the wizard should?

He couldn't figure it out.

"Any questions?" Seeing that Oliver still seemed to have something to say on his face, Jiang Feng asked casually

"No, no." Oliver shook his head, the expression on his face regaining the servant's respect for his master, "We will finish casting the mold as soon as possible." ”

"There's no hurry, you have enough time to complete this work," Jiang Feng smiled slightly and said, "In addition, I hope that you can ponder more about this thing in your spare time, maybe you can understand interesting things from it when you make these gadgets." ”