The iron cooked came out. In the late Han Dynasty, steel smelting was coming to an end. What remains was the blacksmith slowly carburized, constantly forging the iron cooked into steel, making it into a steel knife, steel gun, long halberd, sword, and a single iron was flattened in the carbon fire, folded it, and then continued to forge. This is the method of refining a hundred times, and this is how it comes to refining a hundred times.

But this is too long. It takes more than ten days to refine a good knife for a hundred years. Even if ordinary soldiers use more than ten or twenty swords and long halberds, a skilled blacksmith can't beat a few in a day. The manpower and material resources required for equipping a hundred thousand troops are simply astronomical figures.

Wang Hou couldn't wait for so long and could not afford to spend the food, so he cheated.

The third time, these refined cast iron cooked iron were put into the furnace again, but this time they were very skillful in matching. Just like a bun, a piece of cast iron lump was wrapped with cracked iron beaten into pieces.

While Wang Chuangzi and others were looking at each other in surprise, Wang Yuan followed Wang Hou's step-by-step instructions, holding the wrapped "buns" with tongs, constantly moving.

It is not easy to practice steel. Those black charcoal blocks with strong temperatures seemed to be burnt in their eyebrows. In the strong heat, pig iron first melted into iron liquid, and then merged with the semi-melted cooked iron. Wang Yuan changed the place for these iron blocks. On the other side, under the blowing of the bellows, a large amount of oxygen was combined with these iron blocks, and a little impurities contained in the steel were oxidized and untangled on the surface.

Once in one hour, more than twenty pieces of twenty pieces were not regular in size, but dark and shiny, emitting metallic luster. The heavy steel blocks were placed in front of Wang Hou's table. Wang Yuan was still rubbing his hands like he saw a peerless beauty. Wang Hou himself sat there in disappointment and humming. This rash man has the spirit of craftsmanship, but he was so whispering that he almost choked me to death!

Just like comforting a lover, the rough hands passed by these iron eggs. After a long time, Wang Yuan suddenly clasped his fists with great excitement.

"The head of the family, these fine steels must be left to the villain to take a photo. The villain is confident of making a magic weapon that is comparable to Moye Longyuan!"

However, looking at his big leopard eyes full of anticipation, Wang Hou shook his head leisurely.

"no!"

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The rapid sound of horse hooves simply rang on the narrow path leading to the mountain. More than a dozen knights walked along the way with Xiaoxue lightly. However, when they reached the middle of the mountain, the heroic female knight in front suddenly pulled the reins and stopped in surprise.

If it were later generations, Wang Hou's mine would definitely be a typical example of being banned. It was only a month and a half. He had been harmed by a small, flat valley that was not like it. The snow was white elsewhere, and the snow was black here, and it was covered with coal. To the west, the coal exposed on the ground had been hollowed out. A spiral-shaped deep pit was plunged into the mountains. There were also many rustled tenants carrying willow baskets bought from the market and transporting coal outwards. On another small hill to the east, there were rows of small houses lined up like chessboards, and people were constantly burning bricks to build houses.

To the north, tenants drove cattle and stole wood from the deep mountains. They came back to support various buildings. To the south, they were a shed with a shed. One was a woman and an elderly man made honeycomb coal with mud, and the other was simply converted into a blacksmith shop. The sound of banging and the black smoke from the iron furnace continued to simmer.

One word to describe it! That is dirty and messy!

What's even more strange is that the blacksmith shop here was thrusting irons, and there were still loud cries coming from the blacksmith shop. He tilted his head in surprise and looked at the coal mine valley that had not come for more than ten days and was a little messy. Then Cao Hongjie turned over and got off the horse in a neat manner, threw the reins back, and ran towards the nearest blacksmith shop with great enthusiasm.

"Where is that wasteful man Wang Hou? I heard that he had obtained a lot of good iron materials, so I quickly asked him to come out and create a few weapons for me!"

He doesn't like red dress and armed! Cao Hongjie has received no one else's education. As soon as he entered the blacksmith shop, she slapped the table and shouted, but listening to her yelling, the muscle blacksmith who was crying while taking the hammer was listless and wiped her tears, pointing inside, and then she continued to cry while talking about the hammer. Every hammer was as miserable as if she had smashed her hand.

He was full of heart and thought of playing a few good swords. He collared and armored. He glanced curiously. Cao Hongjie ran into the inside lightly again. He said that curiously killed the cat, and said that women were like cats! This girl was really unqualified as a woman, but Guo Jia, who followed behind, was qualified as a woman. The old boy was even more curious than a cat. He was wrapped in a thick down jacket robbed by Wang Hou. He looked at this muscular man who was almost 1.9 meters tall and cried like a child of 190 kilograms. He was curious as he built the steel block in his hand into a hoe, put it on the new grinding stone he stepped on to polish the sharp blade, and then hung it on the wall.

There were already a lot of hoes built by the wall, and the workers were installing the hoe handles in an orderly manner. Curiously, Guo Jia also took a handful, weighed the weight in his hand, and tested the sharp blade of the grinded hoe at the belly of his fingers. In an instant, he understood that Wang Yuan, the great man of Ang Zang, cried loudly for Mao. When he slapped his thigh, he also shouted sadly.

"It's a waste of resources!"

Flipping his sleeves, the number one genius under Cao Cao also hurried into the coal mine with a sad face.

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In the evil feudal society, others lived in small houses, so Wang Hou took the privilege to build a large tile house, indoor kitchen, indoor bathroom, and windows with paper stickers, leaning against the window. Wang Hou was drinking Chen Deng and finally got it from Nanfang Tao. It was not too popular in this era. For the first time, Cao Hongjie sat obediently on the edge of the kang like a good baby, listening to his slow speech and making his little head straight.

"Wang Tuqiu! Wang Tuqiu! You are a waste of resources! Let your people stop immediately and stop hitting hoes! You are! The sword steel mouth I bought for hundreds of cents is not as good as yours. You don't use such a good steel mouth to make weapons, but you actually use it to make agricultural tools! I! I wish I could kick you twice!"

Those who are close to pigs are fat, and those who are close to women are fake! Although Wang Hou is not a sissy, after living with him for a long time, Guo Jia also became vulgar and said to me.

However, it is no wonder that he was angry and heartbroken. Most of the time have been smelting with charcoal in the past few years. After studying chemistry at junior high school, they know that the higher the temperature, the stronger the chemical reaction. With a furnace temperature of less than a thousand degrees, many non-metallic impurities covered in iron ore cannot be separated. These things reduce the strength of the sword in a good sword. There is a normal situation where the knife is cut off, and it also requires punches and feet to be mixed.

There is no lack of coal iron smelting now. Coal does raise the furnace temperature, but coal is not a problem. It is buried underground all year round, and most coal contains sulfides. These sulfides are burned with metal and enter the metal, which also makes the metal harder and brittle. It is even better than the quality of the sword that uses the hundred-refining method to forge and remove impurities after low-temperature smelting.

Guo Jia carried this big sword that was so handsome with him was a product of this awkward situation. The famous blacksmith forged him for 49 days, and it was a complete hundred-smelting sword, but the quality was about medium carbon steel. He spent more than 100 pieces, almost losing everything. Good guy, the iron material was not as good as Wang Hou's hoe.

Guo Jia's feelings are like Wang Hou riding an electric bike in later generations, watching others pour paint into the Porsche fuel tank, and testing whether they can leave that feeling. To sum up one word, that is so fucking prodigal!

However, Guo Jia shouted a lot in anger, but Wang Hou didn't even blink his eyelids, slowly shaking the hot tea in his hand.

"Brother Guo! I, Wang Tuqiu, is loyal to the prime minister, which makes many great figures in Xudu dislike me. I have some manure stored here and there, and a group of people impeach me and destroy Feng Shui. If I start building swords, I will not impeach me and want to rebel? Brother Guo, I don't seem to be pushed to the execution ground and lose my head!"

"You..., alas..."

This is reasonable. Even the genius Guo Jia was speechless and shook his head. He could only look at the blacksmith shop outside the window in pain. After a while, he became angry and shouted so miserably.

"What's wrong with asking me to leave the city? It's not that it depends on your spendthrift?"

"Of course not!"

Speaking of this, Wang Hou immediately did not dare to pretend to be thirteen. He quickly poured another cup of tea for Guo Jijiu, and served it respectfully and asked with a smile: "Brother Guo is chivalrous and loyal, and he has a wide range of friendships in Xu, and he has all the friendships in the capital. I admire him very much!"

"Speak and say something, and you can't help but let go!"

It was Wang Hou’s own catchphrase. Guo Jia sat down with a tea bowl and crossed his legs. He took the words of scolding Wang Ganzi and fell back to his head. Wang Hou almost vomited blood, and was full of sadness. With a bitter face, Wang Hou had to hold his fist again.

"Do you know Fang Ke, a sorcerer who knows how to practice alchemy magic?"

"Oh? You, Wang Tuqiu, actually believed in the words of alchemists like Dongfang Shuo?"

Guo Jia couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked unexpectedly, but then, a slight cunning emerged on Guo Guicai's face again.

"Introduce it to you, what are the benefits of Guo?"

"Brother Guo, I just praised you for being so anxious to be loyal to you..."

"Don't do this! No matter how those Confucian scholars are chewing, you can use the best steel, give me ten big swords, and give me two spears. If you want armor all over your body, don't use a breastplate to fool me Lao Guo!"

"Don't interfere! Robbery!"

When Wang Hou heard this, his face turned even more like bitter gourd, and he bowed with great tragic silence. Unfortunately, who is Guo Jia? He doesn't even take his tricks!

"Brother Wang, in Xu's capital, there are only Guo and Xun Lingzhong! By the way! Dong Cheng, Dong Taishi, Yang Xiu and Yang Lingguan, and you, the Wang family in Jinyang, have friends with the alchemist, why don't you ask them?"

Wang Hou almost didn't even sip of old blood. Xun Yu was barely his enemy, but he belonged to the gentry and didn't like him. The remaining few people probably introduced him to the alchemist, and he didn't dare to ask for it. When they turned around, they could go to Mr. Cao to report it. No matter how much he defeated or witchcraft cursed, they could knock on his forehead. At no cost, Wang Hou held a middle finger with contempt.

"Brother Guo is righteous, Yuntian, Wang is grateful!"

"What does Brother Wang mean?"

"Oh! We are close to Hu Realm in Jinyang, and erecting this finger is to express our gratitude!"

"So that's it! I've been taught!"

He had no idea that he had been fooled by Wang Hou and had taken advantage of him for half a day. Only then did Guo Jia return with satisfaction and full load. Tonight, Cao Hongjie stayed here and refused to leave, leaving him to return to Xudu.

However, when passing by the blacksmith shop, he saw Wang Yuan crying again and hang it on the wall, and he reached out to pick a hoe, waved it on the ground, and with a click, the sharp hoe blade was easily nailed to the ground. Looking at the hoe that was not damaged at all, Guo Jia couldn't help but sigh to the sky again.

"Superbinger!!!"
Chapter completed!