Chapter 359 Lived on the vegetable dog

  Seeing that Huang Yueying still wanted to ask, Pu Yuan next to her hurriedly interjected, "Don't worry, let me ask."

   "Excuse me, sir."

  Feng Yong said respectfully.

   This is a national-level technician. Looking at Quan Dahan, there are not many people who can compare with him.

  According to the rules of later generations, his hands have to pay insurance premiums.

   "Let me ask you, the weapons and protective gear I saw you took out that day were all made of refined iron. Where did you find so much refined iron?"

   "I am from Hanzhongye."

   "Impossible! Hanzhong Metallurgy, isn't that in Hanzhong?"

  Pu Yuan raised his voice in disbelief, "Where did they use water?"

   "Where is the water in what?"

  Feng Yong repeated it blankly.

   "I'm asking you which river's water is used to smelt such refined iron?"

  Pu Yuan asked a little frantically, seeing Feng Yong's ignorant appearance, he couldn't help but doubt in his heart, this fine iron was really made by this man named Hanzhongye?

   "There is a tributary of the Han River in the place where iron is smelted, so it can be regarded as the Han River."

  While Feng Yong was answering, he was also muttering in his heart, isn't the water for forging iron... still water? Both are H2O, what's the difference?

  Pu Yuan said dissatisfiedly, "All of you here are people who have connections with the sect. If what I asked violated your sect's taboo, let's just say it. Why do you need to hide your secrets and fool people like this?"

   "Senior, if you want to talk nonsense, when did I hide my secrets and fool people?"

  Seeing that Zhuge Liang and Huang Yueying looked over with suspicion, Feng Yong called out his grievances, and at the same time, he also doubted in his heart, could this Pu Yuan be a vain name?

  Passing attention to making iron and water, and those so-called artists in later generations who must wear ponytails to pretend to be masculine?

   "Tiantian has its own wildness, and the earth forms itself. The Han River is blunt and weak, so it can't be quenched. The Shujiang River is strong, it is the essence of the great gold, and it is the best way to quench it. What do you think?"

  Pu Yuan flaunted a few elegant words, and then looked at Feng Yong with an obvious question in his eyes, meaning that you think this sentence is right?

  At the same time, I was thinking in my heart that I have traveled all over the mountains and rivers of Sichuan, just to find mines that can smelt refined iron, and at the same time try to find out which place's water is most suitable for iron smelting.

   Over the years, I have found a place called Jinniu Mountain. I worked hard to smelt only a little fine iron, and finally cast eight swords for Liu Bei.

   What is left is just ordinary iron. Fifty thousand knives have been hollowed out for the big man a few years ago.

  Now the kid in front of him can have so many armor weapons made of refined iron, either he has already stockpiled refined iron, or he has found a mine that can smelt refined iron.

  The former possibility has been rejected by the younger sister, so only the latter possibility remains.

  Pu Yuan has been looking for something that he hasn't found for so many years, and this kid in front of him probably has it in his hand, which only makes him feel that there are hundreds of claws in his stomach scratching his heart.

  It's a pity that Feng Tubie is semi-literate. Even if he has a good understanding, he probably puts it all in Guan Ji's place. How could he be interested in the debate expressed by a bearded man?

Pu Yuan stared at him for a long time, but he didn't hear Tubie pick up the topic. Instead, he saw him glance at Huang Yueying in a daze, then at Zhuge Liang, and finally at himself, and then asked cautiously, "Senior, what's the matter?" What do you mean?"

Huang Yueying let out a "flutter" and directly sprayed out the water she just drank into her mouth. She quickly covered her face with her sleeves and couldn't put it down for a long time. She only heard a few violent coughs from behind her sleeves, and then her shoulders shook again. Live twitching.

  Although part of Pu Yuan's face was blocked by the beard, the exposed part was clearly swollen into a maroon.

  You don't want to say it, but you just say it bluntly. You are all from the mountain gate, so it is understandable.

  Why do you have to do this? Bullying me? !

  Feng Yong felt a little apprehensive when he saw Pu Yuan's cannibalistic eyes.

At this moment, Huang Yueying finally stepped forward to save the situation at the last moment, "Why are you so stunned? Brother thinks that the water quality of the Han River and the Shu River are different. In terms of iron smelting alone, the Han River is no match for the Shu River. Do you agree? "

   "Oh, senior is asking me this?" Feng Tubie scratched his head and said, "I don't understand, I think it's pretty much the same."

  After hearing this, Pu Yuan almost ran away on the spot.

You do not understand? Still about the same? !

  The problem is that if you don’t understand, how did you smelt such refined iron?

   "Those armor weapons, were you really the ones who made them?"

  If it wasn't for the junior sister to guarantee that this son is a disciple of the mountain sect and possesses unique knowledge, I'm afraid that Pu Yuan would "pooh" a liar on the spot.

  Doesn’t pretend to be anything like that, even if he doesn’t know anything, how dare he say in front of him that he can smelt refined iron?

  It is so easy to smelt refined iron, then he has lived most of his life on the body of a vegetable dog?

   "What did the senior say? This fine iron is hard to find, and you don't know it. I didn't ask someone to make it. Is there anyone in the big man who would be so generous and give me fine iron?"

   It’s not that he blows it. Although such iron is very common in later generations, in ancient times, especially in times of war, who could have so much refined iron?

   Unless it is a well-established old family, and it has to be the kind of business related to iron.

  If someone wears this kind of armor made of fine iron, holds this kind of weapon made of fine iron in their hands, as long as they face each other with a knife, they will be almost invincible in this era.

  Because based on the level of iron smelting in this era, it is most normal for ordinary weapons to be cut on this kind of armor.

  Even if the arrow feather is shot on it, it will also be bounced off.

  As for this kind of weapon made of fine iron, ordinary swords may not be its opponent.

   Just look at what happened to Zhao Yun's sword.

  So if anyone has this grade of fine iron in their hands, who will take it out until the last moment?

  Liu Bei became the emperor, and he had to be careful with this kind of refined iron. In the end, he could only cast eight swords, and even the Ma family and the Huang family did not get any.

   Li Yi and others and Zhao Guang are now considered brothers, and they will be jealous when they see that they have given such thirty sets of armor and weapons to Zhao Guang.

   It is conceivable that it is precious.

  If this thing is so easy to obtain, why would I spend hundreds of lives to fill it out?

   "Where did you smelt the iron ore? Is there any leftover refined iron?"

  Pu Yuan leaned towards Feng Yong as much as possible according to the table, trembling.

  He felt that he really lived on a vegetable dog. He ran in Hanzhong more than once, how could he not find such a mine?

   "It's just ordinary iron ore!"

   Feng Yong looked inexplicably at Pu Yuan, who had obvious epileptic symptoms, "It's just that the method of smelting iron is not the same as the common one."

   "The secret method of the master?"

  Pu Yuan felt that he finally understood.

   "I guess."

  Don't talk about iron smelting, even steelmaking, it is recorded in the textbooks of later generations, there is no shortage of reaction schematic diagrams, and the reaction formulas have to be memorized!

   "No wonder..."

  Pu Yuan murmured, and sat back in his seat dejectedly, "There is such a secret method in the Sanjia Mountain Gate? Can you even ignore the division of heaven? Isn't this going against the sky?"

  It turns out that I lived in a vegetable dog is not an illusion, it turns out to be true.

  Huang Yueying saw her senior brother's deeply shocked appearance, and then heard him say this, feeling sorry for her.

  I forgot to tell my brother, this kid's school is dedicated to doing things that go against the sky.

  (end of this chapter)