Since he couldn't find the iron kettle at night, Huo Guang had to give up and let Qiu Xiang go back to sleep, Qiu Xiang walked out of the door with red ears and red ears, and the evening breeze of the summer night blew, like a delicate red rose.

Early the next morning, when Huo Guang woke up, Ah Hao was already making salt, these days he was not there, it was Ah Hao making salt, before the people of the stick gang wanted to come to steal salt making, Ah Hao moved the salt making equipment to his home, anyway, he couldn't sell much salt a day, and he made salt at home every day and sold it.

"Brother Guang, when are you coming back?"

"Last night."

"How's business going these days?" Huo Guang asked simply.

"The daily sale of pearl salt is about half a stone, and the rest of the salt is about the same."

Now they don't buy salt from the stick gang, they go farther to the next county to buy salt and come back, buy more at a time and use it for many days, the stick gang was warned by Huo Zhongru, and now they don't dare to move.

But Huo Guangming blatantly broke the rules of the Stick Gang, which was unbearable for Zhu Youcai, and Zhu Youcai had provoked Huo Guang before, and he would not give up on this matter.

In Huo Guang's opinion, these things were just small things, a small gang, and he now had bigger things to do.

While Ah Hao was practicing salt, Huo Guang went out and pulled some iron pieces back, and the whole cart, pulled back, all of them were placed in the yard.

Huo Zhongru, who had just gotten up, looked at the pile of iron in the yard puzzled and said, "What are you doing when you just came back?" ”

Huo Zhongru had been puzzled by burning salt water before, but now that he had made a bunch of iron, he wanted to start teaching his son a lesson.

"Silly ......"

As soon as the words were about to be spoken, I thought that Huo Guang had boiled so much money by boiling salt water, so it was better to see if the situation was wrong before scolding.

Huo Guang pointed to a pile of iron and said, "Father, I know the manufacturing process of the steel war horse. ”

"Oh? Did Ganv teach you? ”

"No, Sang Jin told me, but she didn't know the details, and the little old man Ganfu hid it and refused to teach me."

"How can there be a stylist who will teach people casually, if you really want to learn, I will come to him and tell him, sell face, and pull the relationship."

Huo Guang smiled slightly: "Father, don't worry about it yet, I have other ideas." ”

Huo Zhongru obviously didn't know what Huo Guang thought.

Huo Guang saw Sang Jin's appearance before, and wrote down the words fire and iron, in order to avoid exposing that he could summon fire out of thin air, so he still lit a fire first.

Qi began to circulate, bypassing Huo Guang's body, fingers, and the tips of his eyebrows, and then to iron and fire.

The flames burned, and a pile of iron ore was suspended.

"Too much, a little less." Huo Guang accidentally manipulated too much iron, which was obviously difficult to melt into molten iron, so he slowly put it down and used a small piece.

A few maids walked out, looking at Huo Guang's appearance of controlling the flames, as if they had seen magic, and felt very magical.

Huo Zhongru felt the Qi attracted by Huo Guang, and proudly said to the widow Wang: "Look at my son's Qi Volume, it's really big, follow my Qi Volume." ”

The widow said shyly, "The old man is not serious, he talks like this in broad daylight, and how can a father discuss his son." ”

"I'm talking about Qi, not a device."

"What do you mean?" Widow Wang didn't understand why Huo Zhongru wanted to say the same word on both sides.

Huo Zhongru couldn't help it, Widow Wang didn't know a few big characters, and she couldn't explain it clearly.

Huo Guang controlled the iron with both hands, and controlled the fire with the other, and he fell down without paying attention to it all of a sudden, and the flames almost hit Ah Hao.

With two hearts, it was difficult for Huo Guang to concentrate, no wonder Sang Jinxiang was sweating that day, so tired.

Fortunately, Huo Guang has been practicing the art of fighting left and right for several years, and it is much better to try again.

needs to be used for two purposes, and Huo Guang himself used to often cut two screens, ready to switch between small movies and normal screens at any time to avoid being discovered, so he only needs to be familiar with it, and it can still be operated.

I saw that after a while, under Huo Guang's control, the flame continued to heat up, and I had experienced it personally, and I was more sure that as long as the temperature of the Qi flame was constantly added, it could continue to rise.

The iron began to melt visibly with the naked eye, and this magical scene filled Huo Guang with an unreal feeling, a feeling of being an iron smelter in the wind and clouds.

When he was a child, he watched Fengyun TV series, and he was very obsessed with the iron-smelting hands in it, and even when he was in the second middle school, he held the iron fence of the school and fantasized that he could use the iron-smelting hands to turn all the iron products into swords, guns and halberds, just one word, handsome.

Although this is not an iron-smelter now, it seems to feel like an iron-smelter when you think about it.

The hot and red molten iron slowly shaped in the air, and finally turned into a kettle, which was steadily lowered and fell to the ground.

Huo Zhongru ran over excitedly, picked up the kettle on the ground and saw that it was an ordinary iron kettle with dragon patterns, and said in great disappointment: "Ah Guang, what are you doing, how did you make a kettle, this iron kettle is not valuable." ”

"Father, I just practiced my hands, and for the first time, I didn't dare to do anything too complicated."

Huo Zhongru threw down the kettle and said, "I used to make money about the salt tax, and now I am refining the kettle, why do you like to play with water so much." ”

He didn't stay anymore, and went out to work in Shaofuyuan on his own.

Huo Guang took the kettle by himself and began to look at it, the first time he made it, it was mainly an attempt, and the iron kettle that was refined was what he imagined just now, and Qi seemed to change with his own ideas, and he could become whatever he wanted.

In the process of shaping just now, Huo Guang realized that what really controlled the shape of the molten iron was not the hands that he thought were in control of Qi, but his own brain, and he always thought that Sang Jin's appearance was controlled by his hands.

He is a bitter hand, his hands are clumsy to death, if it is operated with both hands, he has no confidence, but now that he finds that Qi is changing with the fantasy in his head, it is a little more relaxed.

It also means that the more carefully he thinks, the more refined the things he makes, and he also engraved a dragon pattern on the kettle, which is the practice of his previous ideas.

A simple kettle can be made, and Huo Guang plans to start making something a little more complicated, and he buys a lot of iron pieces back, all of which are used for practice.

Huo Guang rubbed his hands excitedly: "In this case, I feel that I can boil water." ”

Human civilization begins with boiling water, and China's strength begins with boiling water, discovering the truth of this world from the simplest things.

The principle that pushes human civilization forward is extremely simple, but the difficult thing is the process of discovery.

Just when Huo Guang was excited to start making a steam engine, someone from the Sang family came to the door.

"Huo Gongzi, our daughter-in-law invites you to go to the house for a talk."

"Oh? What's the matter? ”

Why did you miss me again early in the morning when you were separated last night? Is this the aura of charm as a traverser? Is it really sticking up?

"It's a matter of salt, and the old man sent back the news in Chang'an."