Chapter 67： Steel plan, and amber return

Many times, Rebecca feels that he can't understand the ideas of his ancestors. However, the girl who has a head iron has the advantage that he will not force himself to understand things that he can't understand. Anyway, his ancestors always talk. If you are wrong, just do it.

Looking at the rejoicing and leading to leave, but even Rebecca, who did not inquire about burning the stone, Gao Wen could not help but feel the chin guilty: Sure enough, each person’s own talent points are limited, plus Doka Look at the scorpion less, Rebecca is probably a roll of math and brain filling, and the rest is all born to give birth...

But it doesn't matter, anyway, the drawings and the basic operation methods are all given to her, let her look at the toss. According to the actual case of the No. 1 project of Magic Net, this girl has an amazing talent in the field of mathematics and creativity, in addition to the idea that the girl has a low emotional intelligence and often owes a lot of money. This kind of talent is very talented. The player should throw it out and let her die hard. As long as she does not die, she usually has unexpected gains, and it is easy to limit the results by adding a lot of rules to her.

Besides, even Gao Wen himself is not sure how many of the soil laws he has restored through the memory of the earth can succeed...

After throwing the task of "burning stones" to Rebecca, Gao Wen went to the farmland and looked at the progress of the reclamation, and confirmed that the waterwheel had started to make, and then went to the blacksmith shop to design a new style. The furnace was thrown to the old blacksmith Hammer.

The old blacksmith expressed an unspeakable horror to the drawings from Gao Wenyu.

He is really surprised.

Hammer knows that the lord is paying attention to the new furnace, and he remembers that in the past few days, Gao Wen has collected some advice from him about making a new furnace, but in his concept, a nobleman has done things. This step is already the top of the day, then he will find a few craftsmen to help build a new stove, and then occasionally come over and check the progress of what - he never expected, Gao Wen actually took The drawings come.

When I heard the lord's lord say that the furnace drawings had been drawn, Hanmer's first reaction in addition to the horror was not a surprise, nor was it greatly touched, but it was nervous and headache.

Still, a duke, a big aristocrat, should be sitting in a castle with a golden rice bowl to eat, really know how to hit the iron, how to build a stove? Can the drawings that he himself toss out really work?

What can I do? Who dares to comment? But hard to use...who is it wrong?

The old blacksmith took a bit of a bitter face and took the drawings that Gao Wen had handed over. He secretly made up his mind: If the stove is too whimsical, then he must not say it. If he dares to nod, he should try to build a close look but There is a completely different stove inside. If the lord of the lord really finds a greasy question, he says that the illiterate apprentices and slaves are too stupid, and there is no way to build a new stove...

His idea continued until he saw the well-structured and well-designed design.

Gao Wen took Hanmer's reaction completely in his eyes and smiled.

He is not a blacksmith. To be honest, even in the experience of the previous life, there is no experience related to steel smelting or forging. But which of the keyboard powers who came from the information explosion era can not pull out a bunch of theoretical knowledge?

Of course, a keyboard powerhouse with only theoretical knowledge can't be used, but it doesn't matter. He also has the memory of Gao Wen Cecil.

Gao Wen Cecil is not a blacksmith, but the first generation of the Duke of the East is a blacksmith, and the Duke of the East invites everyone to drink the important material, which is the knowledge of steel smelting. Coupled with the close personal relationship, Gao Wen Cecil was dragged by the first generation of the Duke of the East to the furnace to practice hands many times, naturally know what a qualified furnace should be.

Combining the two knowledge, together with the suggestions given by Rebecca and Herti and the small losses on the hairline, it is ok to draw a drawing.

However, self-confidence is self-confident, and Gao Wen has not yet reached the level of blind arrogance. He is well versed in the shortcomings of lay leaders and knows his identity. It is easy for real experts in the territory to dare to mention when facing themselves. Opinions, so take the initiative to say: "This drawing is based on some of the furnaces in the Gangsui period. It is not necessarily suitable for the actual situation. It just gives you an idea. How to make this stove work, that is your business. - You can modify it at will, as long as it meets my requirements."

“No, no, this design is very reasonable,” Hanmer said hurriedly. “There should be no shortage of the structure of the furnace, and it can be well connected, and the idea of ​​continuous smelting... as long as it continues Put the ore into the ground and clean the slag, can it burn all the time?"

"Yes, it's continuous," Gao Wen nodded. "But in this way, the usual way of working with a blacksmith with a few apprentices around a melting pot is not suitable?"

Hanmer had obviously not thought of this before. He was still immersed in the wonderful idea of ​​the new furnace. At this time, Gao Wenyi reminded him that he suddenly realized that such a furnace with high efficiency and no need to turn off the fire meant anything.

As if it were some kind of professional-based intuition, he realized that there was a deep gap between the smashing blacksmith shop in the past and the furnace in front of him.

And think of the large yard that has a length and width of 100 meters and can hold dozens of furnaces. He widened his eyes and looked at Gao Wen: "Master..."

"Steel, steel is the basic of everything - of course, there are other strange kinds of metals here," Gao Wen said as he pulled out another thing from his arms to Hanmer. "I Inquired, you are literate, so you should be able to understand these things."

The blacksmith is the upper class among the civilians. Although they are still civilians, they have a similar status to the family warriors and even the trainers who hold the swords and whip, and the Hanmer family for generations. People are responsible for smelting steel and building weapons for the Cecil family, and their status is even more unusual, so Hanmer is literate--his father is enlightened in this respect.

And after taking the paper from Gao Wen, Hanmer just swept his eyes and surprised his eyes wide open.

"So... is this still a blacksmith shop?"

"No, this is the Cecil steel plant," Gao Wen looked at the old blacksmith's eyes. "I want a lot of steel, it will even exceed the sum of the steel you have seen in this life, the new furnace and the magic net No.1 They are just the foundation of the foundation, and these things need to have a matching, new production structure to support."

This is the transformation of the workshop to the factory. Even Gao Wen does not know what this hard, top-down reorganization will have, but he can't wait slowly.

He can't wait for this society to slowly develop into capital germination and industrial revolution. Life is that he is willing to wait, and the things in heaven are not necessarily willing to wait.

When you are burying your head and planting the base, they have not yet opened up. A wave of aliens is swiping on the face at the same time. Can you still play? !

The progress of Magic One made him see the opportunity for tremendous development of productivity - or, productivity, has reached a point where it can be greatly developed, but in this magical world, it is stuck in place. Magic Net One is the hope of liberating this imprisonment.

The defeat is also magic, and the magic is also.

Hammer fell into thought, but found that he couldn’t think of anything - it was beyond his worldview. He had been playing iron for the rest of his life. For the first time, he could not find his own place in steel: "Master. If you really plan like you, so many steel furnaces... How many blacksmiths can you use? There is only one blacksmith in the territory..."

"Smelting ore and steel processing will sooner or later be separated and become two parts. I have follow-up arrangements for these." Gao Wen looked at Hanmer. "After seeing the design of the new furnace, you should know me." It’s not a whimsical day.”

Hanmer had really had such a dangerous idea in his mind, but Gao Wen reminded him that he thought of the bold and reasonable furnace design.

After a few seconds of silence, Gao Wen deliberately spoke up uninterruptedly: "Do you think that I am a naive idea, all kinds of whimsy, but I don't know the actual stupid aristocracy at all?"

When Hanmelton came up with a cold sweat: "No, no, how can you be..."

"It is normal for you to have such an idea, because I see more than 90% of other nobles in this era are also this evaluation," Gao Wen laughed. "Living in the castle, high above, luxurious and innocent, do not know How did the grain grow out, and I don’t know how to hit the iron, build the house, or cut the wood, but I still like to make indiscriminate orders that are impossible to achieve, right?"

Hanmer looked at Gao Wen with a stunned look. For a long time, he did not say the word "sound".

The Duke’s lord seven hundred years ago commented on how the nobles would be so brilliant?

"You must be curious as to why I have judged why they are so brilliant, very simple - I am Gao Wen Cecil. When the land was still ridiculous seven hundred years ago, I led people to open up wasteland here." Gao Wen looked at Hanmer's eyes. "We didn't live in the castle at that time. To talk about working, many craftsmen on this territory are probably not my opponents."

Hanmer’s face changed slightly, and he slowly nodded.

Gao Wen put his hand on the shoulder of the old blacksmith: "So do what I said, the first step is to complete the construction of a new furnace."

In the corner of his eye, he saw Betty trotting all the way.

"Master!" The little maid still breathed a few breaths first, then bent awkwardly and exaggeratedly. "Miss Amber is back! With one...one..."

Betty thought hard and said aloud: "A dirty old man!"