Chapter 360 It's better to be difficult than impossible

   "Do you still have that kind of refined iron? Can it be smelted again?"

  Huang Yueying repeated Pu Yuan's question again.

   "It's gone. Labor...manpower consumption is too great. I only make this little. Seeing that I don't have time, I will send a letter to the kiln and go back to Jincheng directly with my things."

   Doing such a little thing almost overturned Nanxiang's old bottom, it hurts to death!

   "How many people do you need to make this thing? You have several thousand labors in your hand... Cough cough, what about the manpower, it's almost tens of thousands?"

  Huang Yueying didn't believe it, and looked at Feng Yong contemptuously, "Take it out if you have it, and I'm not trying to steal you."

   "It's really gone!"

  Feng Tubie started scratching his head again, I am an honest and reliable young man, why don't you believe what I say?

   "This iron is not easy to smelt, and hundreds of Hu slaves died..."

   With a simple sentence, even the prime minister who was patronizing the silent man with his hand stroking his beard was so frightened that his hands trembled, he tore off a few beards, and then squinted over.

   "You, you, you..." Pu Yuan pointed at Feng Yong in fright, and lost his voice, "Did you use the method of sacrificial furnace?"

"Sacrificing furnace?" Feng Yong thought of what Li Yi and others said, and quickly shook his head, "No. It's just that some links always need someone to try to know if it works! I didn't expect it to be too dangerous, and I was a bit dead too much…"

   "Still sophistry! This method of flesh and blood sacrifice furnace is an evil art, too harmful to heaven, you are not afraid..."

   Having said this, Pu Yuan glanced at Huang Yueying again, thinking of his younger sister's unmentionable illness, a startled and angry expression appeared on his face, "Why are you so vicious at such a young age?"

  Feng Yong was also annoyed when he heard what Pu Yuan said, thinking that it's not your family that died, so it's none of your business?

  He has traveled for so long, and he has seen quite a few things.

  Not to mention whether Zhao Guang, Li Yi and others would normally treat those slaves as human beings, but the militia organized by the old monster Zhuge, didn’t they grind the flesh and blood of the slaves and enrich the land of Hanzhong, which brought Hanzhong back to life?

   Besides, it’s not that he hasn’t seen dead people in the past two years. He pretended to be sick when he saw the deed of life, and he didn’t know which Java island he lost.

"How can this iron smelting technique be immortal? The blacksmith accidentally hammered his hand, and it can break his hand! I have never used this master's secret method, so how do I know if it will work? Naturally, people must first use it." Go try it, try it, you will know how to do it later!"

   "Besides, in addition to the fact that you will die when you try it at the beginning, when you understand it later, you will naturally not need to fill it with human life."

  From mining in the mine to smelting refined iron, it involves a series of processes such as civil engineering, metallurgical engineering, etc., not to mention the present, but the future generations. In what year will no one die?

  Feng Yong did not believe that Pu Yuan did not know the joints.

   "You really didn't use your life to sacrifice to the furnace?"

  Pu Yuan looked at Feng Yong dubiously and asked.

   "Of course not. If we restart the furnace now, as long as we are careful, we won't..."

  Feng Tubie was about to make a promise, but when he saw Zhuge Liang was also looking at him, he had no choice but to change his mind and said, "Of course so many people won't die. This art of iron smelting will always kill people."

   "The first emperor ordered people to mine the iron from Jinniu mountain to make weapons, and the craftsmen also suffered many casualties."

  Huang Yueying said something like a rescue from the side, and then looked at Feng Yong, "You just said that the furnace can be reopened? Didn't you say that the kiln was sealed?"

   "It's closed, can it be reopened."

  Feng Yongman said indifferently, "It's just that I don't think it's necessary. It's time-consuming, labor-intensive, and not much refined iron can be produced..."

  If you have time and labor to do this, you might as well get more cattle and sheep, and spin more woolen cloth.

   Both safe and stable.

   After all, wool is hard currency.

  If he wasn't worried about Zhao Guang and Wang Xun, he wouldn't bother.

   This thing looks precious, but it cannot circulate freely.

  If he didn't have the identity of Hanzhong Metallurgical Supervisor, how dare he touch it?

   Fuck you!

  Salt and iron is a monopoly of the imperial court.

   Why does he produce something with such a low price ratio? Enough support?

  Even if it is handed over to the country... Well, the imperial court, it is still a question of whether the old monster Zhuge can find the coal mine.

  Without coal mines, coke cannot be smelted, how to smelt refined iron?

   Could it be that Feng Yong wants to give away the mine he developed with great difficulty?

  He is not stupid.

   I repeat emphatically, so much labor died, and my heart aches to death!

"Is necessary!"

   Unexpectedly, the other three people did not agree with Feng Tubie's values ​​at all, so they retorted with one voice.

  Look, I knew someone would say that.

  Feng Tubie sighed, "Prime Minister, this fine iron is not easy to handle!"

  “It’s better to be difficult than impossible.”

  The Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty did not care about any sexual comparisons, and just followed the words of the local turtle to "do" it.

   "Using this armor weapon made of fine iron, a hundred people can be worth a thousand people, or even thousands of people. No matter what, it is not a loss."

   There are still too few people in the Han Dynasty! It is incomparable with the Cao thief in the north, so I can only find a way from other places.

  With such a good idea, how could you let it go?

"But this is your master's secret method. If you don't want to say it, we won't force you." Huang Yueying took over the conversation from the side again, looked at Feng Yong kindly, and said in a gentle voice, "But since you are willing to show it To Erlang, it seems that he doesn't want to hide it, right?"

   Can I say wrong?

   "There's nothing wrong with this secret method, it's just that the things you need are more difficult to find."

  Anyway, the big man’s salt and iron are not allowed to be privately obtained. Unless you are planning to rebel, it is useless to hide this.

   "What do you need, tell me first."

  Huang Yueying still asked kindly, "It's difficult for you to find, but it may not be difficult for a big man."

"I don't need to talk about the iron mine," Feng Yong said, "I don't need to talk about the labor. I'm afraid it's hard to find the coal alone. After finding it, I need to build a special mine." The kiln is used to burn, and the things that are fired can be used to smelt iron."

   "Why is it coal again?"

  Zhuge Liang frowned.

   This thing is needed for Gaiwubao, for paving roads, and for iron smelting?

   What kind of enmity do you have with this charcoal? Otherwise, why do you always follow others?

  Thinking of this, Prime Minister Dahan glanced at Feng Yong, his eyes were very meaningful.

  If you continue to act like this, are you planning to force me to buy the charcoal field in your hand?

   "It's okay to use charcoal, and it should be barely enough to use charcoal, but I'm afraid it's a bit too much."

  Feng Tubie didn't know his last sentence, and accidentally saved his coal mine.

  Charcoal can also be fired to produce good iron, and even used in later generations to make steel, but the cost is too high.

  The key lies in the temperature that can be reached when the two burn, coke is higher than charcoal.

   Later generations have the technology to engage in charcoal steelmaking, but under the current conditions, the iron smelted with charcoal is not very good, and he has coal mines in his hands, so Feng Yong must choose coke!

   "Charcoal will do."

  Huang Yueying glanced at Zhuge Liang, as the person next to her pillow, she was more aware of her husband's psychology than others.

  For this big man, he is not even afraid of the emperor, so what else is he afraid of?

   "Doesn't charcoal be used in iron smelting now? Are you afraid it won't be enough?"

   "Madam's words are reasonable. Speaking of which, you can try it with charcoal."

  Feng Yong knew that he had fallen into a misunderstanding again.

  Now the main fuel for iron smelting is charcoal—the annual amount of iron smelting in the entire Han Dynasty is probably not comparable to the output of a small blast furnace that was randomly built in later generations.

   Can't smelt much iron, are you afraid of not enough fuel?

  Think about it too, now the forests all over the mountains are not afraid of you cutting them down, but they are afraid of them growing wildly.

  Never mind, anyway, if the forests on the land of China are cut down for more than a thousand years, won’t the unfilial descendants of later generations still live well?

   And cut even more vigorously.

  Finally cut out the once-in-a-hundred-year flood that is encountered every year, and this has restrained itself.

  Since fate is so hard, why should I worry about them?

  (end of this chapter)