This process would have been slow before, but now with such things as hydraulic hammers, it is much faster.

Those Mongolian nobles looked straight in the eyes, they had never seen a real iron pot casting, they didn't expect it to be so simple, and it would take about a month to cast?

And those Mongolian people watching by the blast furnace, although it is not the first time to see the grand occasion of blast furnace ironmaking, no matter which time they see it, they feel that this is like a miracle!

Suddenly, Bart on the side knelt down, walked to He Qiu, kissed his shoes, and said with some sobs.

"Great Hou Ye, can I learn how to make iron?"

Bart is not a fool, he has been working in the workshop for these days, and he has figured out that the method of making iron in the blast furnace is made by the very young marquis in front of him.

He Qiu looked at Bart with interest, nodded and said.

"That's natural, but if you really learn these techniques, I'm afraid you won't be able to do without the workshop for the rest of your life."

"In the final analysis, these techniques still have to be kept secret, and you can't let you learn them and help others to beat me Daming."

As for which others to help, the meaning of saying this here is self-evident.

Bart grinned and said excitedly.

"No, it won't. I swear to the Immortal Heaven that I will be loyal to the Ming Dynasty forever! ”

He Qiu waved his hand, "Forget about eternity, I only look at your performance, not your oaths, the oaths are hollow." ”

Aslan on the side scolded angrily.

"Bart, you're the warrior of my tribe! How could you betray your ancestors like this? ”

Bart stood up and said to Aslan.

"These iron pots let me see that Mongolia is already over, and the dream of the Mongolians should also wake up, it is best to be loyal in Daming with peace of mind, otherwise, you will die an ugly death!"

At this time, Bart was angry, not only that, but the other Mongolian nobles also scolded him.

After all, the group of people in front of them is a diehard among the Mongols, and there are some facts that they are afraid they are unwilling to admit.

He Qiu thought so in his heart, and Bart's criticism of the life in the Mongolian tribe back then had also come to an end.

"An iron pot, a few lives, why can't I be loyal to Daming because of this?"

The nearby Mongolian people nodded one after another, isn't it, life in the world, food, clothing, housing and transportation, in Daming, which is not much stronger than the grassland.

Even the great Mongolian nobles couldn't deny this.

You must know that since Meng Yuan fled to the grassland, Zhu Yuanzhang has implemented a policy of restricting trade, strictly prohibiting ironware, tea and other things from flowing into the grassland.

In this way, the price of iron on the grassland has skyrocketed, and an iron pot and a pair of iron armor can be exchanged for many slaves.

It was they, the nobles of the upper class of Mongolia, who brought a lot of gold and silver with them when they fled, and it was useless.

Even the trade is cut off, and no matter how much gold and silver there is, it's useless!

In the steppe, can these things buy food?

More people went south to loot, not for gold and silver, but for food, especially in disaster years, the Mongols went south, in order to be a mouthful of life-saving food.

Now there is no need to loot, no need to sell your life to get enough food, and a strong iron pot, these Mongols are not born murderers, why bother to work for the top again?

Aslan on the side wanted to say something, but He Qiu directly stood up to interrupt him, pointing to the blast furnace and said.

"Just this workshop, tens of thousands of catties of pig iron every day, is made into weapons, and that is also massive."

He Qiu's words were somewhat meaningful, and they directly sobered up this group of Mongolian nobles.

When they looked at the blast furnace again, their eyes were full of fear.

Yes, the pig iron output of such a furnace exceeds 10,000, how many swords can be made from these things? How much armor can be made?

That's just a day's amount, but what if it's a year?

These Mongol nobles were a little desperate, and they wailed in their hearts, "Immortal God, why do you want to bring such a calamity to your Mongol people in the world?"

This group of Mongolian nobles is not stupid, they were lucky and a little cautious before, that is, they also felt that the Ming Dynasty could not do without their group of people.

But now, the steel output of this workshop alone can be done, armed with millions of heroes, such a powerful force, even when Dayuan is strong, it may not be able to deal with it, let alone now?

The so-called preferential treatment for them can only exist when the strength of the Ming Dynasty is not enough to fully control the grassland, but now?

The population of the Ming Dynasty is nearly 10,000,000, and the grassland is no more than a million; There are also countless elite soldiers, plus countless steel swords and armor.

If you continue to go against Daming, won't you have to be directly crushed by this bit of your own family background?

The gap between the two sides is simply too great.

The Mongolian nobles who traveled with them, all the careful thoughts in their hearts faded, and they kept praising the strength of the Ming Dynasty, and they had a great look of not letting me be a dog of the Ming Dynasty, and I would die to show you.

He Qiu smiled on the side and said nothing, there were actually some problems with what he said just now.

This blast furnace can indeed produce 10,000 catties of pig iron per day, but he can't open it every day.

At present, the most limited thing about these blast furnaces is the lack of raw materials, and it is not so easy for iron ore and coal mines to be transported to Beiping from other places.

Otherwise, it is really possible to easily arm a million-strong army and push all the way.

In the evening, the Mongolian nobles, who had been so shocked today, gathered together again to discuss today's affairs.

In the end of the discussion, they all gave up, resigned themselves to the court, gave up their right to rule over the tribes, and handed over all the people of these tribes to He Qiu to deal with.

It's really bleeding.

The Mongol princes still had a strong right to rule over the tribes, and even in later generations, some tribesmen still recognized the Mongol nobles more.

It's not easy for them to put down such a large piece of power.

In this way, as the days passed, the court's reprimand for Fang Xiaoru also arrived, and Fang Xiaoru's whole person received a great blow and became depressed.

Seeing that everyone was about to die, He Qiu started to use his crooked brains and put Fang Xiaoru on the construction site to teach the Mongolians benevolence, righteousness and morality.

This errand is also more in line with the way of education in Fang Xiaoru's mind, so it is still the next step of grinding.

Lan Yu also left Beiping with a large number of generals, and the official reward has been agreed, and it is set as "Liangguo Gong".

There are a lot of things scattered around, but none of these can affect He Qiu's fiery mood now, because Zhu Yuying is about to give birth!

Counting his fingers, He Qiu has been in the camp in Miyun for more than half a year, and he has been staring at the settlement of the Mongolian descendants, and it is difficult to get out.

But now that there is such an upright reason, He Qiu naturally handed over all the work to Huang Zicheng and Zhu Gaochi.

He himself hurried back to Beiping City, happily waiting for his first child to be born.