Straight man of steel

Chapter 17 Teaching (recommendation ticket requested)
Zhang Yuan had already seen Uncle Li, who was in charge outside the gate of the workshop, and when he went in to say hello, he found that Uncle Li had disappeared.

This is because he still holds grudges against me. His temperament is not good even when he is old. Hmm, this is a short-lived sign.

The smelting workshop consumes the most fuel instead of iron ore. In order to have sufficient fuel, there is a green bar forest behind the workshop, which stretches all the way to the distant mountains.

There is no need to worry about the materials used to build the house. Zhang Yuan led a hundred servants straight in from the workshop, and then went out through the back door to the green bar forest.

Zhang Yuan could not change the fate of these servants, but he could tell them their fate, even if some people already knew what the outcome would be after knowing that the destination was the smelting workshop.

"Everyone, most of you probably already know what to do when you come to the workshop, but you were brought by me, Zhang Yuan, and I will be responsible for you.

These days, you can cut down green bar trees here to build houses. This is where you will live in the future. I will give you half a month.

As long as you don't build a palace here in this half month, I can accept the rest. But once this half month is over, you will only have hard work every day.

Let you have a better rest every night, this is the only thing I, Zhang Yuan, can do for you.

I won’t say anything else, there must be a steward among you, let him lead you to build your own residence, I will come again in half a month. "

When it came to the construction of the palace, the worries on these people's faces began to loosen.

After simply saying these words, Zhang Yuan left here. There were not many other things in the smelting workshop. These tools must be enough. Zhang Yuan couldn't draw a drawing and let them follow it.

Arriving at the place where the blacksmiths were working, Zhang Yuan saw the steward, Uncle Li, who was leading more than 50 blacksmiths around a workbench, apparently waiting for Zhang Yuan's arrival.

"Uncle Li, I'm here, kid."

Regardless of any conflicts between the two, Zhang Yuan's low profile as soon as he came up still made Uncle Li very comfortable.

"Master Zhang, according to the instructions of the master of the family, I have gathered all the blacksmiths in the workshop here and asked the master to teach them new skills."

Seeing a pile of wrought iron plates and cast iron plates on one side, Zhang Yuan smiled sincerely at Uncle Li.

He finally understood why Zhuo Wenjun respected this middle-aged man so much. Even if the other person was dissatisfied with him, he could still let go of everything in the face of big rights and wrongs.

"Boy thanked Uncle Li."

After thanking him, Zhang Yuan went over and picked out the thinnest piece of wrought iron plate, and then picked another iron plate with a thickness suitable for making an iron pot.

"Masters, we only need wrought iron to make iron pots, because wrought iron has better toughness.

The thickness of this piece is more suitable for making an iron pot.

The kid is just demonstrating it for everyone today, so I will use this relatively thin demonstration. "

You can't teach it just by talking, so Zhang Yuan put the wrought iron plate on the stove and burned it red, then picked up the blacksmith's hammer and started beating on the anvil.

It wasn't until Zhang Yuan's shadow overlapped with his whole body that this exhibit was considered complete.

The craftsmanship is not very difficult. The blacksmiths only need to create a rough embryo, and then the servants brought by Zhang Yuan should be polished and derusted.

Zhuo Wangsun hired a special carpenter to carve the wooden handle, in order to engrave the four characters Linqiong Zhuo on it.

"Do you have any questions, masters? If you don't have any questions, let's leave. You all have to stop other work and start making iron pots."

The people present were all master craftsmen who had been immersed in making iron tools for more than ten years. After watching it all morning, I naturally felt that I could definitely make it.

No one asked questions, that's fine.

Zhang Yuan let out a breath. As for the mistakes they made later in the building process and the loss of wrought iron was not reimbursed by Zhang Yuan, he naturally would not worry about Zhuo Wangsun.

Teaching these blacksmiths how to make iron pots is only one of Zhang Yuan's goals. He has to complete the things he forgot last time when he comes this time.

Experiment with pouring steel techniques.

The manager, Uncle Li, had long since disappeared. Zhang Yuan took the thickest wrought iron plate from his table and returned to the high-temperature furnace for smelting iron ore.

Right now, Zhang Yuan's status can no longer be compared with before. If he does some weird behaviors, no one will complain to Uncle Li.

Even if someone files a complaint, will Uncle Li whip him?joke.

The mold holding the liquid pig iron was replaced with this wrought iron plate, and the servant on the side opened the yellow mud plug that closed the molten iron outlet. A stream of dark red pig iron flowed down and poured onto the wrought iron plate.

Zhang Yuan used the wooden stick in his hand to push the wrought iron plate, trying to pour the molten iron evenly on the wrought iron plate. When the molten pig iron completely covered the wrought iron plate, Zhang Yuan waved his hand and asked the servant to block the exit again.

The next thing to do was to wait for the iron plate to cool down. As the iron plate gradually cooled down, Zhang Yuan suddenly realized something.

It seems that he doesn't know how to judge the difference between steel and iron. He only knows that the proportion of carbon is different, but he cannot observe it with the naked eye.

This is a big problem for Zhang Yuan. Fortunately, there are more than 50 blacksmiths in this building complex.

"Master, do you know how to distinguish a piece of steel?"

The master Zhang Yuan asked was drawing a circle on a wrought iron board. When he heard someone ask him, he looked up and found that it was Zhang Yuan, and immediately replied respectfully.

"Master Zhang, what do you want to know?"

The master had just focused his attention on the wrought iron plate and did not hear Zhang Yuan's question clearly.

"I wonder how you usually tell the difference between steel and wrought iron."

Although the method of frying steel has not yet appeared in Linqiong, most of these master blacksmiths have mastered the steelmaking skills.

"If a piece of material is silver-white when fractured, it is steel.

There are broken pieces of cast iron and wrought iron here, sir. You can take a look. "

Zhang Yuan took the two pieces of iron material that the blacksmith handed him, and began to observe. It was indeed different in color as he said.

Fortunately, the method of distinguishing steel is not very difficult. You can tell the difference by taking these two pieces of iron and comparing it with your own piece of iron.

"Thank you master."

He took out a penny from his bosom, and Zhang Yuan handed it to the blacksmith. The blacksmith just nodded gratefully and looked around.

He probably was afraid that others would discover this little property. Although the status of these blacksmiths was slightly higher than that of the handymen outside, they were still slaves of the Zhuo family. No matter how much they worked, they still didn't get a penny.

Zhang Yuan dragged his piece of iron material back to the previous workbench, called a few people to help clamp the iron plate in the middle with two anvils, and began hammering with all his strength. When knocking down, the iron plate just bends instead of being broken when knocking on the edge. Zhang Yuan can only move the position of the iron plate and keep knocking inside.

"Young master, do you want to see the color of the fracture?"

The blacksmith who had been pressing down on the anvil was numb from the shock, and asked with an uneasy face.

"correct."

Zhang Yuan nodded.

"Your piece should be made of wrought iron. It will be easier if I help you cut it with a saw, and then smash it. Or you can just look at the color of the saw mark, which is actually the same as the fracture."

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