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Chapter 221 Ironworks

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    There has never been a shortage of iron ore near Jinyang. Daiguo did have several government-run iron smelting plants near Jinyang, and Liu Deng's destination today was the largest of them.

    "Young man, please see your Majesty!"

    Hearing that the king was coming, several petty officials from the ironworks hurried out to greet him.

    "Who is in charge here?"

    Liu Deng asked casually.

    Before coming here, he had probably read the records here. This iron smelting plant was under the name of the Internal Affairs Bureau. Since Chen Qi was still in Chang'an, Liu Deng came here on his own.

    "Reporting to your Majesty, the younger one is Yang Jie, the mine supervisor here. The younger one is in charge here for the time being"

    Yang Jie responded tremblingly, saying that he was just a low-ranking little mine supervisor. He never thought that he would have a chance to see the king today.

    "Then you can take me around. I'm here specifically today to see how iron is smelted here. You should go and do whatever you want. You don't have to stand here with me!"

    When Liu Deng came here today, he only brought Zhao Wengu and a few guards with him, in order not to attract too much attention.

    By the way, I also want to take a look at what the normal conditions in this iron smelting plant are like on weekdays.

    "No!"

    Although Yang Jie didn't know what the king meant by coming here, they were still a little uneasy. Although on the surface it seemed that the work in the mine was a hard and wind-exposed job, people who knew the business knew that  This fucking guy is actually a fat guy.

    Including Yang Jie, none of them have clean butts. Today, Liu Deng came in person, and their hearts are really like fifteen buckets fetching water, up and down

    "How much pig iron can you produce here every year?"

    Liu Deng asked casually while walking.

    "Report to the king, we can produce nearly 100,000 kilograms of iron every year!"

    One hundred thousand catties?

    Liu Deng was stunned by this figure. If calculated in this way, the annual output of this damn thing is only one hundred tons

    "How many people do you have here now?"

    Liu Deng has a toothache.

    "Back to your Majesty, there are more than 400 craftsmen recorded in the book. If you include the soldiers responsible for guarding and the hard laborers for transportation, the total number will be more than 900!"

    Liu Deng almost rolled his eyes. TND had nearly 1,000 people and produced less than 100 tons in the last year.

    Isn¡¯t this nonsense?  If this were placed in a small workshop with more than a dozen people in later generations, it would probably produce thousands of tons a year.

    A large factory with more than 1,000 people has already produced millions of tons of steel.

    As they walked closer to the factory, the sights he saw made Liu Deng¡¯s tooth ache more and more. There were no tall chimneys here, but only low factory buildings.

    The air in the factory was very dirty. The craftsmen stood shirtless inside, and they could already feel the heat wave before they even walked in.

    However, Liu Deng still endured the discomfort and walked in. He also wanted to see for himself how these craftsmen worked. Yang Jie was about to scold the craftsmen, but he was stopped by Liu Deng.

    In this day and age, the smelting of ore is still very difficult. They have not learned how to smelt iron in a blast furnace, nor how to blow oxygen. They just rely on increasing the time to increase the furnace temperature.

    Liu Deng came at the right time, just as a large bucket of molten iron had melted. The craftsmen shouted slogans, lifted the red-hot crucible, and guided it with iron ropes. As the steel splashed, the red-hot molten iron poured directly into the pot.  into the mold.

    The next step is to wait for it to cool down, and an iron ingot is cast.

    Yang Jie looked happy.  It seems that he did not embarrass himself this time, and no problems occurred. With his experience, he can already feel that the piece of iron produced this time is definitely a good piece of iron.

    "How many iron-making furnaces like this do you have here?"

    Liu Deng has a toothache. With such a technique, he can train 100,000 kilograms in a year, which is really a bit difficult for them.

    "Reporting to your Majesty, we have a total of nine furnaces like this here, and we are making iron day and night!"

    Seeing that the king didn¡¯t seem to want to check the accounts, Yang Jie seemed to feel a lot more relieved.

    "Okay, find a craftsman for me. You can go back first. Just go and do whatever you need to do. I will look around!"

    Liu Deng began to recall the lack of iron-making knowledge in his head.

    ??Even junior high school students of later generations know that the benefits of blast furnace ironmaking are that on the one hand it is convenient to increase the furnace temperature, on the other hand it can also greatly reduce energy consumption.

    "No! Ma Erbao, come here!"

    Ma Erbao seemed to be an honest man, about 30 years old, wearing a tattered linen clothes. When he saw Liu Deng, he was a little scared.

    "Who is this¡­¡­"

    "I'm just taking a look, you should go about your business!"

    Liu Deng directly interrupted Yang Jie and drove him away. He also wanted to see what these craftsmen thought.

    "I am a fool, otherwise you should call Mr. Yang here"

    Ma Erbao was obviously a little scared. Just looking at Liu Deng's clothes, he knew that Liu Deng's background was not simple.

    If this were to be seen in future generations, which industrial worker would not be a bully?

    How could there be such a vulgar and insignificant time?  If a leader came over for inspection and suddenly caught him from the construction site, he wouldn't be able to say anything about what he caught.

    "You don't have to be afraid, I'm just asking some random questions. Why do you all use firewood but are unwilling to use charcoal?"

    Liu Deng was not surprised by this. Near Jinyang, the largest open-pit coal mine in the entire Han Dynasty, there was no need to cut down trees to store these things. Liu Deng was really curious.

    "You don't know something, noble man. If you use charcoal to make iron, I'm afraid it will offend the God of Fire, and the iron you will make will be brittle and useless!"

    Hearing his explanation, Liu Deng probably understood. It seemed that the coal was not burned sufficiently. The carbon ions in it would react with the pig iron. Although the hardness increased, the steel would lose its toughness.

    As for the nonsense about the god of fire, Liu Deng has automatically blocked it. It seems that he really needs to put some thought into practicing iron. No wonder the Yellow River flooded in later generations.

    Since this time, these ancestors have spared no effort to cut down trees and destroy the environment.

    ¡°If I could popularize coke technology, I wonder if I would be regarded as the first person in environmental protection by future generations.

    "How do you think we can increase our production in the past two days?"

    Although Liu Deng already had an idea in his mind, he still wanted to hear the thoughts of these craftsmen. If he could find a few useful materials among them, wouldn't someone do the follow-up work?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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