Straight man of steel

Chapter 18 The Steel Is Made (Please recommend)

Zhang Yuan suddenly felt that the IQ of a modern person was insulted by the ancients, and he was still beating here with a blacksmith's hammer like a fool.

"The boy was negligent, please go and get it, Master."

The iron saw brought by the master can only saw two grooves on both sides of the iron plate, and it will be more laborious to saw it down.

A whole iron plate was directly drawn with ten lines by the iron saw. At this time, Zhang Yuan could already see the color of these grooves, but after comparing, it was found that the upper part was cast iron, while the lower part was still wrought iron.

To know whether it is successful or not, it depends on what color is in the middle.

Mad still has to knock, get on with it!
Asking these masters to press the anvil as before, Zhang Yuan raised the blacksmith's hammer with both hands and struck it hard.

"clang"

The aftershock made everyone's body numb, and Zhang Yuan's arms also felt soft.

But when he picked up the broken piece of iron, he saw a very obvious gradient from white to gray, and realized that he should have succeeded.

Zhang Yuan only poured pig iron once, and the effect of carbon penetration is not very obvious. If the number of smelting is increased, the effect will become more and more obvious. Next, Zhang Yuan does not intend to beat it. Now that this method has been proved to be feasible, wait until the future When necessary, it is more practical to move out and pour steel.

Who knows how long this system that wants to make me a blacksmith can be used, and whether the task of steel and iron bones I am doing now is the last one.

"Trouble you all."

Zhang Yuan put away the corner of iron in his hand, and thanked the master blacksmiths who came to help.

Before sunset that day, Zhang Yuan rushed back to the Zhuo Mansion, but he didn't dare to bring the piece of iron back and had to throw it in the warehouse as a scrap.

The New Year's atmosphere in Zhuo's Mansion was not full. Before Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty set the Spring Festival as January [-]st, the Spring Festival in the Han Dynasty happened to be the time when people were working.

Although Zhuo Mansion does not have its own fields, the smelting industry it controls is closely related to farming and mulberry.

Most of the farming tools in Shu County are still made of pig iron, which is extremely worn out. The output of wrought iron is not so high, and the price is higher than that of pig iron castings.

The operation of the restaurant is on the right track, what Zhang Yuan has to do is to decide when to open and when to close.

He didn't need to care about the ironworks until half a month later.

All of a sudden Zhang Yuan became the most leisurely person in the Zhuo Mansion.

Time quickly slipped through the fingers, and the weather became colder and colder with the rotation of the time gear.

Zhang Yuan has become reluctant to go out, no matter how bright the sun is outside, because the feeling of the wind under his butt is really uncomfortable.

"My lord, the mansion sent two pieces of Shu brocade and two fox furs, saying that the head of the family sent you to cut new clothes."

Zhang Yuan, who was lying on his side reading a book while hiding under the quilt, sat up and asked Xiao Qing.

"Is there any burlap?"

Xiao Qing froze for a moment in astonishment.

"If you want linen, Xiaoqing still has some, so I'll go get it for you."

"If you have needles and thread, bring some with you."

Zhang Yuan is working hard to improve his life little by little. When Xiaoqing brought needles and thread and a piece of coarse cloth, Zhang Yuan directly drove her out and closed the doors and windows. He didn't want to be naked. It also spread to Zhuo Wenjun's ears.

After a whole morning of hard work, Zhang Yuan's first pair of underwear was ready.

Compared to the degree of grinding his butt, Zhang Yuan still prefers this warm feeling.

Then put on those long tube socks, put on a robe and fox fur, and Zhang Yuan has become a standard playboy.

Armed with this equipment, Zhang Yuan pushed open his door and walked out.

It is also time to go to Zhuojia Restaurant to have a look.

Bringing Xiao Qing along, Zhang Yuan didn't take the carriage, Zhuojia Restaurant is located in the busiest area of ​​Linqiong, the speed of the carriage is not as fast as Zhang Yuan's legs, not to mention the distance is not far.

This time, Zhang Yuan wanted to check the accounts. Regardless of whether Zhuo Wangsun cared about the income of Zhuojia Restaurant, it was better not to have omissions that should not have occurred.

Although the business in the restaurant is not as booming as when it opened the door for the second time, it is still full of customers. Although it is not possible to make a fortune every day in Zhuojia Restaurant, it is almost the same if you make a fortune every month.

It has been in operation for nearly half a month, during which it was opened for a total of seven days, and the surplus on the book has already reached 250 three taels of good silver.

If the money is used to buy food, it is enough to buy five thousand shi. This benefit is already very scary. Although Linqiong is prosperous, the number of nobles is still far inferior to that of Chengdu, not to mention that anyone on the road like Chang'an may be a Hou. Grandfather's place.

There is another account book in the restaurant, which records the list of guests and the amount of some accounts.

As soon as Zhang Yuan opened it, he was stunned. He hadn't come for ten days, and Sima Xiangru took advantage of him.

Other people on the list, such as county magistrate Wang Jiyi or Zheng's family Zhang Yuan, don't feel that these people can't afford to pay back the money, but what capital do you, Sima Xiangru, owe the most.

15 taels of silver have already been charged for this product.

Zhang Yuan's complexion suddenly turned ugly, and he asked the accountant of the restaurant.

"What's going on here? My lord, I price each dish at only two renminbi. Even if Sima Xiangru comes here every day, can he eat so much?"

This accountant is a little old man transferred by Zhuo Wangsun from Zhuo's workshop. He knew that Zhuo's mansion hosted a banquet for Sima Xiangru before, and even the county magistrate Wang Ji went to invite Sima Xiangru with the head of the family. It made him think that this person's status was extremely noble.

"My lord, this nobleman not only ate food but also drank in the few days he came here, most of which was money for drinks.

Moreover, after eating the food, he would order some dishes to take away, so he was in arrears of 15 taels of silver.

But son, don't worry, this kind of nobleman will naturally not tarnish his family's face just because of these money. "

At this time, the nobles basically rely on self-consciousness to repay the money owed to merchants. If they insist on not repaying, even Zhuo Wangsun has no good way. Although the law is strict, there is no way for some people in the privileged class. What effect, apparently laws only come into effect when those in power don't like them.

"In the future, when this person comes again, he will say that the ingredients are gone. If he just ordered drinks, he will also say that there are no more. As for how to deal with it, I don't need to teach you how to do it."

The accountant nodded. From Zhang Yuan's tone, he knew that Sima Xiangru was not a big man. Thinking of his humble appearance of nodding and bowing to him before, the accountant also felt a little resentful.

"Young master, don't worry, the little old man knows how to do it."

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