Chapter 366 Ying Zheng: Collude with alien races, kill if you should [please subscribe]

Author: Wang Shushu

Chapter 366 Ying Zheng: Collude with alien races, kill if you should [please subscribe]

"Report to the General, there is a strange movement in the direction of the Huns!"

Meng Tian, ​​who was watching the blast furnace steelmaking, suddenly heard a report from a distance, and couldn't help frowning: "They didn't take the initiative to attack them, they came first!"

"Haha, can you look at our towering black smoke and treat it as wolf smoke?"

Fusu smiled slightly, then raised his leg and pointed at the square.

Meng Tian was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but laugh: "Those barbarians are really vigilant!"

"Isn't that right? Anyway, we plan to open the way for Zhongxian and the others, and by the way, we will use a trick to mistake Black Smoke for the signal that they are about to launch an attack."

Fusu said thoughtfully: "In the future, they will be even more tense when they make steel. When they are no longer tense, they will give them a fatal blow!"

"It's amazing!"

When Meng Tian heard this, his eyes suddenly shone with his brilliance and said with a whisper, "Young Master's brilliant plan, the old minister admires it!"

"Haha, then General Lao Meng will deal with them!"

"Don't worry, my elder brother, then go and meet them!"

Meng Tian said, and immediately sent a commander to Sima Dao; "Tell him to his generals and beat the drums to gather the generals!"

"Here!"

The commander Sima Yingnuo said, and went to pass the commander without stopping.

Soon, tens of thousands of troops gathered outside the city in an orderly manner and slowly advanced towards the direction of the Huns.

During the period when he came to the east, Meng Tian commanded the army to fight several times with the Huns, and there were wins and losses, and there were no large casualties.

Fusu, Zeyue, supervises the refining of steel overnight.

About half a month later, the steelmaking square opened separately was filled with five-meter-long steel rails.

Fusu walked to the rails and stretched out his legs to knock them. The crisp clanging sound was particularly pleasant.

Not only was Fusu satisfied, but the craftsmen around him also showed joyful smiles.

It is obvious that they finally succeeded in the blast furnace steelmaking.

It seemed a little worried, and Fusu carefully measured the size of the rails. Except for some flaws on the edges, the other parts were exactly the same as the marks on the drawings.

After all, if the mold is poured out in a unified mold, there are fewer errors.

Of course, even if there is a slightly larger error, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, the east side of the rail is very much cushioned. Then adjust the height and the height should be used.

After checking the rails, Fusu patted the dust on his legs, then stood up with satisfaction and said to the craftsman beside him, "Huang Zhonghou, thank you for your hard work during that period, those rails are good, which is exactly in line with his request!"

"Young Master, please be polite. If the old minister has nothing to do, since it is up to the old minister's request, the old minister will be relieved!"

Huang Zhonghou smiled and bowed to Fusu modestly, then said with emotion: "The old minister has been in the Shaofu for decades and has never heard of this method of making steel. That steel is really a good thing!"

As a master craftsman in the army, Huang Zhonghou was in charge of military equipment production and incorrectly smelting iron and copper, and had high attainments.

Is that steel a first time seeing it?

Moreover, he never thought that one day he would witness the birth of a new material.

The material melts into molten iron like iron, then flows out of the furnace, pours into the mold, and after cooling, steel is formed.

After the first rail was cooled, Huang Zhonghou carefully studied the legs. The steel made in this way was better than bronze, regardless of whether it was of quality or hardness.

"Sometimes, old ministers are wondering whether they are old or not, and they can no longer serve the Qin Dynasty. Without innovative Qin military weapons, where should they go in the future?"

"Huang Zhonghou is thinking too much. I am less than fifty years old and have been working for Daqin for a long time. Although the steel has been made, we need to make steel weapons!"

Seeing that Huang Zhonghou was a little melancholy, Fusu patted his shoulder in front and comforted him with a smile.

Although steel can be shaped by molds, steel weapons need to be polished and forged.

Therefore, those craftsmen who make bronze weapons still demand very much.

Huang Zhonghou’s thoughts are purely worrying about the innocence.

"Fifty is not old? How old is it to be considered old?"

Huang Zhonghou thought Fusu was teasing him and asked a little unhappy.

After all, the longevity of that era was only around fifty years old, and there were usually very few people in their sixties and seventies.

But no, Fusu did not intend to tie the red with Huang Zhonghou, and directly changed the topic: "For the laying of rails, he planned to lay a transportation route from the ore vein there first. It requires about 800 pieces. How long will it take to get it done?"

"perhaps."

Huang Zhonghou thought for a while and said, "It takes about five or six days. If the eldest son is anxious, they can do it in the morning. There should be no problem in four days!"

"We have just started to make steel for blast furnaces. Many details are not very familiar. There is no problem with Hongtian, and the morning is too dangerous!"

Fusu shook his head and said seriously: "If someone accidentally falls into the stove, it will be more than worth the loss. Brother Hao said that craftsmen should not waste any of them if they do not have the future of the Qin Dynasty. That way, six days will be six days, protect the lives of craftsmen!"

"The eldest son Rende"

Huang Zhonghou was moved and went to Fusu to give a big gift. He looked up at Fusu, feeling grateful.

In the past, he had never encountered an official who was so kind to the craftsman.

Even some craftsmen were injured, and those in the office didn't even look at them.

Most of the time, craftsmen will suffer grievances, knock their teeth down and swallow their stomachs, and think they are unlucky.

It’s not like Fusu, they don’t even take any danger.

The rumored eldest son is benevolent and indeed well-known.

Just when Huang Zhonghou was full of gratitude, Fusu continued: "Since the rails have been cast, the road leading to the mine vein should also be cleaned;

Including the stones in the river, you also need to be crushed and laid foundations so that more iron ore can be pulled over to make steel!”

"Don't worry, the old minister is making arrangements"

Huang Zhonghou bowed his legs and suddenly remembered something, and said with a look of difficulty: "Buluo."

"What's the pirate?"

Fusu, who was in a good mood, frowned when he heard Huang Zhonghou's embarrassing words.

But Huang Zhonghou explained: "Return to the eldest son, is that like that? There were many military service in the city that built the Great Wall. Later, the eldest son asked for mining, so General Meng sent them to mine. Later, when he built a blast furnace, he needed people, so General Meng transferred some military service in the county;

Nowadays, people need people to mine iron ore, and people need people to mine stone carbon ore, and people still need people to use blast furnaces. If the railway tracks are laid, I am afraid that people will have some shortcomings."

When he said that, he said tentatively, "According to the old minister's opinion, do you want to stop the stone carbon mine from the east? Use charcoal instead. Anyway, there is a lot of charcoal in our city."

"Charcoal is not available, so it is left to spend the winter for the people and army in Jiuyuan. The stone carbon mining cannot be stopped. What should I burn when the blast furnace is stopped?"

Fusu shook his head and refused, but it made sense to deny Huang Zhonghou's words.

At present, people are needed everywhere, and he cannot report to Ying Zheng and request additional military service.

With a lot of thought, Fusu suddenly turned his eyes to a Qin army. His eyes lit up and said with a smile, "Stone carbon mining cannot be stopped, iron ore mining cannot be stopped, nothing can be stopped, but no, he has a way, I think it can be done?"

"Please say, eldest son!"

"No, at present, our Jiuyuan has implemented a military farming system. Many soldiers who did not participate in the war are clearing land and farming. He wants to use them to lay the railway tracks;

Anyway, the spring plowing has ended, and they have just had some time to spare, so they can simply use them and lay the rails for us!"

"That"

When Huang Zhonghou heard Fusu's words, his mouth twitched slightly, and he thought to himself, "Young Master, you have changed."

He praised me for being kind, but why did he become so treacherous now?

Could that be my nature?

"When the eldest son, whether that method is good or not, is the military soldiers who have no experience in laying the rails, and they are afraid that they will mess up the matter."

"I don't have to worry about that. I'll send a few craftsmen to watch it, so I can guarantee that everything will be foolproof!"

"Can you?"

Huang Zhonghou hesitated and said, "Whether the harvest of land reclamation and farming requires tax payments, how should we deal with laying railway tracks?"

Fusu thought for a while and said, "How about calculating wages?"

"With the young master's opinion, how much is the right salary?"

"He doesn't know that either"

Fusu asked curiously: "How much does it cost per day to hire workers to work in the civilian community?"

“That price varies depending on the place.”

Huang Zhonghou explained: "Generally, among the people, such as Fu, who works in Xianyang, hires a laborer at least thirty yuan a day. If Fu, there are other places, it is usually twenty yuan or more. "

When Fusu heard this, he thought for a while and said, "The military soldiers do not deny the workers. It is not good to give too much, and it is not good to give less. He saw that, we would not give more, so we would give forty dollars a day, and add another meal of meat. Anyway, the length of laying the railway tracks is not long, and it won't take long!"

"OK!"
To be continued...