But the sense of crisis is still serious in my heart. He, a powerful family in the end of the Han Dynasty, was worried about the time traveler. Now, let alone compare them, there is only a side hall of the Wang family in Taiyuan. Prince Xu Du was subdued, with tens of thousands of fertile land and tens of thousands of slaves. Wang Hou was all a small ant.

Now he lives comfortably because of the word "useful". If he doesn't find a way to be strong quickly, if he doesn't have any use, God knows whether Mr. Cao will kill grain officials to stabilize the morale of the army and use his own head to calm the resentment of the aristocrats.

Another one is Cao Hongjie. Is she the adopted daughter of Mr. Cao? The niece of a relative? Or something? She didn't say anything about her. Lushui and his wife did it. After a few times, Cao Cao still had no intention of marrying her to him.

The relationship between the two is not particularly strong, but when he wants this silly girl to marry someone else, Wang Hou knows that he will definitely be very unhappy, so Mr. Cao's attitude makes him feel fifteen buckets in his heart, and he has to improve his identity to be worthy of this girl.

But, how to improve?

Liu Bei relies on his own signature of the emperor's uncle, and the young-faced Guo Jia relies on his bad intentions. Guan Yu and the second master Guan are favored by Mr. Cao, half of the martial arts skills and half of the loyalty and righteous ethics. Why does Wang Hou rise up?

As he walked hard, he walked to the large pile of coal mountains again without realizing it. The coal surfaces were picked out to make honeycomb coal, and shiny large coal pieces were left there.

His eyes were straightened to look at the shiny coals, and suddenly, Wang Hou slapped his thighs suddenly.

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In the evil feudal era, feudal landlords opened their mouths and slaves below ran away. Wang Hou had a whim and said Wang Ganzi and Wang Ni were so busy that they started to hit the back of their heads again.

Not to mention, the construction level of the large earth stove in the royal palace is getting higher and higher through hard work. The bricks inside and cement outside are built, and a large flat-mouthed gourd emerged in Wanghou’s mountain manor in one afternoon.

But the servants added materials to them, and Wang Ganzi was speechless. Isn’t his master so idle?

The entire furnace was isolated from two parts, and the coal dug out and thrown to the side was thrown into pieces one by one. At the bottom, there were newly trained honeycomb coal and some large coal blocks, which were laid in a thick layer.

Coal and ironmaking, this era has come, coal and coal? It is really unheard of. Is it enough to be full if I am not full? Seeing Wang Hou still commanding the filling with interest, this brain cell may not be as heavy as the biceps, and the servant Half-Lai Zhong couldn't help but muttered beside him.

"Master, why are you trying to do this again? Can the charcoal blocks below burn up, and can it still burn the charcoal on the top?"

"This thing can't be hit by a big knife!"

"I don't know!"

Seeing this guy lit his head straight like a curious baby, Wang Hou was proudly holding him in a silence.

"This is why I am the master! You are the captain of the servant!"

yeah???

Wang Ganzi was even more confused in one sentence. If it weren’t for Chen Deng and Duke Chen, his father and son could have transformed from the housekeeper of the Chen family to the housekeeper of the royal family? Could it be that this thing can burn Chen Gong?

But no matter how curious Wang Ganzi was, under Wang Hou's order, a lit firewood was stuffed into the furnace below. Suddenly, in the dim evening, the coal fire burned out the beating red flames.

This burn took a night, and a scent of sulphide breath spewed out along the mountain wind, making people cry. If the environmental protection organizations in later generations saw this scene, they would probably have stamped a big red seal on Wang Hou's forehead.

Early the next morning, the thick coal seams were burned into slag ashes. Wang Hou, who was sleeping in the leeward, was comfortable in the kang for a night, and walked out with his own legs like a bunch of his legs. Looking at the stove like a big termite nest, Wang Hou waved forward happily.

"Come on! It's demolished!"

He was full of curiosity to see if he could make a Chen Gong. Wang Ganzi was excited to put up the ladder and was the first to pull down the kiln bricks that were still hot. The remaining strong men in his palace also followed him down with all their hands and feet. There were many people and powerful forces. In the sound of a scattered sound, most of the big furnace was stripped off in less than a few minutes. However, what disappointed Wang Ganzi was that the large coal blocks piled up like sweet potatoes seemed to have nothing to change except for the fact that they were burned and lost their luster.

Before Wang Ganzi could recover from his disappointment, Wang Hou waved his hand that made him vomit blood again: "Where is the blacksmith! Come on! Build two iron smelting stoves for the head of the family next to him!"

Trouble!

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Later generations Xuchang was a major mineral province, especially iron ore, which is the most reserved mineral in the earth's crust. Not far from the fiefdom in Wanghou, a small iron ore was found. A cliff was directly black and red, and the iron content seemed to be quite rich.

The only thing is bad, this thing is so damn strong! I took a quick look at a gap, and Wang Ganzi inserted a shovel in it. With a click, the iron ore did not fall off, and the pig iron shovel with a lot of impurities was the first to fold it first.

Wang Hou never worked in the mine in his later years, but when he was a child, he watched the fun and watched the mountain bombing. Looking at the strong-faced mine, Wang Hou grinned miserably.

"How great would it be if there was a bunch of explosives!"

"Master, what kind of medicine is explosive?"

Wang Ganzi asked for advice with humility, but was directly ignored by an unscrupulous head of the family. He looked around listlessly and pointed to the slope of the cliff wrapped in thick snow. This guy waved his hand with a leader again.

"Come on! Scan this land for me and let Wang Tiechhui move all the iron-containing ore to me!"

The leader spoke out, and the employee ran off his legs! Seeing Wang Hou walking back with a narrow sleeve on his back, he looked at the pile of rocks at the bottom of the cliff with a few centimeters frozen in the snow and snow. Wang Ganzi almost vomited blood again.

"Trouble!"

Unfortunately, I worked for someone to get a job. No matter how unreasonable the leader’s orders were, I had to go and execute them. When I went back, I called more than 100 people and moved back a large iron ore to give a reward of a white-floured steamed bun. A group of men gritted their teeth and held a stick and crowbar and slapped under the iron ore cliff. It was ten days later, and finally got Wang Hou back hundreds of kilograms of iron ore.

When he built this carbonite mine, in order to allow Wang Hou to form a army, General Cao also gave him ten official slaves and blacksmiths of the Smelting Department under the command of the Ba Mansion. Now it was handy. In a group of five people, he recruited dozens of strong men to help. In one day, the two iron smelting furnaces that Wang Hou wanted were also built. The iron smelting technology of ancient China was quite good. The two iron smelting furnaces that were more than three meters high were almost the same as the small blast furnaces in the ****** years later. They were also majestic when standing there.

But in the anxiety of Wang Chaizi, the chief blacksmith of the royal palace, his master grinned and kept spinning around the stove, as if he was extremely dissatisfied.
Chapter completed!