"Okay, okay, I'll just talk casually. What do you say, I don't care. Now you go with me to see the charcoal and iron materials. I'll start tomorrow to start. I have to see what we're missing. Prepare quickly, otherwise it's too late tomorrow." Song Bo said, and didn't care about the reactions of the three blacksmiths. He pulled a son and walked towards the southern mattress used as the warehouse. When Zhang, Shi, Wang and the three blacksmiths saw that the boss didn't look at anything, they felt relieved and followed him to the south wing room (usually called the South Hall). They saw what their new owner could see and whether they were a big expert. This was actually an idea that ordinary workers had. See how much their boss knew. However, they valued this more technical work, because it directly related to whether they could fool them or whether they could make some private money.

In fact, this southern house is most suitable for metal, and of course it is not a sharp weapon. The ancients believed that the five virtues of the south are fire, and fire overcomes metal. Therefore, there will be no accidents in the south, and it will not be easy to cause accidents. However, if it really catches fire, metal will not be easy to ignite. For the rest, it will be fine. However, from the perspective of Feng Shui, this house is really problematic. The White Tiger in the West is the main body of the gold and the killing. This shop is the west. To put it bluntly, the owner will be unfavorable. Fortunately, Song Bo has received modern education and does not believe this, but this verifies from another aspect that Song Bo is expensive to buy a house. Of course, there is another advantage that the southern house is generally not very humid and hot. Therefore, as a place where metal is placed, metal is easier to store.

Six people walked into the southern parlor room one after another, and saw that the southern parlor room was filled with half of the iron material, that is, pig iron. Of course, the charcoal was not placed here. Because of superstition, they put charcoal and other fire-induced objects in the east wing room. The east belongs to water. In fact, Song Bo had not seen these irons, but it seemed that he had been excited before and had not looked carefully at all, and knew what was going on in these goods. It was just that before that he saw the iron bars covered with rust and bright red. It was right to grab some of them and the iron that was oxidized. That was all. He never thought of breaking the iron, looking at the broken mouth, and looking at the inside.

What is the iron on the surface? But today Song Bo walked into his warehouse and had to check the quality of the iron bars. Because tomorrow he, Song Dajiang, will start the furnace and smash the iron bars. If the iron material is not up to standard, then tomorrow is basically a joke. You can't use the iron material that is not up to standard and break it with a hammer. So he grabbed an iron bar and twitched hard towards the shelf where the iron bars were piled. With a "bang", the iron bars were broken into several sections. Song Bo picked up a piece of broken iron and walked to the door and took a closer look, taking a breath of cold air. Then he frowned his rarely frown.

The pig iron here is all in the shape of iron strips. But this is not the reason why Song Bo frowned. The reason why he frowned was that the quality of these irons was poor. It was not ordinary, but too bad. It definitely exceeded the range of knowledge he had learned in modern times before. At the same time, Song Bo also gave him a great insight. Song Bo estimated a little and found that the slag content of this pig iron was almost more than 10%. This is completely the scrap material left over from steelmaking. If you use this steelmaking knife, it would be less than ten days and a half months to think about steel.

The tmd monopoly is indeed very powerful. If you don’t sell good things, you will add scraps to you. You can’t do anything, because you have no place to reason, and the place you make sense is the monopoly, so no matter what the scrap iron is, you can only accept it. The so-called iron must be refined to make steel and then forged. In other words, the so-called iron here is actually equivalent to some iron ore. ‘Why don’t the government sell ore directly?’ Song Bo was so angry.

In fact, after all, even two percent of the good pig iron containing carbon is not suitable for forging. If you want to use it, you have to make steel. But you don’t have to make iron anymore. Song Bo is worried. How did the blacksmith in the past live? Could it be that he just swung big iron hammers every day? No wonder the blacksmith I saw in this era had a larger arm than the other arm. It turned out that they swung iron hammers every day, and made iron. It was really reasonable to say that the ancients used to make steel after hundreds of times. It is said that there were devices similar to blast furnaces in the Song Dynasty in China. Perhaps the period when the labor of blacksmiths was really reduced was after the Song Dynasty. However, the blacksmiths of this era were really powerful.

The Tang swords were all smashed by hammers. Of course, the technology must be good. Otherwise, the Japanese would not be able to create a world-famous good knife. But the iron in front of Song Bo is indeed a virtue. You must know that this thing is completely iron ore that has never been refined in the West. How much coal is needed to be used to make it better again? Besides, whether there are coal sellers now is still a bit of a word. If it is charcoal, it can only be used to use white charcoal (pure charcoal), which is very expensive. There is no way, maybe he can only build a small blast furnace. These irons are simply refined with their own stoves and fire halls. It’s a waste of money. No wonder the world always has anti-monopoly. Monopoly is really a waste of money. No, monopoly is not just a waste of money, but even grandpa is a waste of money.

Song Bo’s two sons didn’t have so many ideas. They were already shocked when they saw so many iron sticks.

"Wow, so much iron. If I could sell it, how many sesame cakes would I buy." Without asking, the second son of the Song family, Song Bingshou, the foodie.

"It's true that a lot, Dad, do these irons be used as knives?" Song Bingyan became much more steady.

"Ah? Ah, yes, it's used to make knives, but are you sure these are iron?" Song Bo said the last sentence to Zhang Blacksmith and others. He had to find an expert of this era, otherwise he would be worried. But it was obvious that Song Bo was going to be disappointed.

"Go back to the boss, that's right, this is iron, the quality can only be average. Forty kilograms can be used to make one kilogram of steel. Compared to those that can only make one kilogram of steel, it's much better than those that can make one kilogram of steel. It seems that the ex-blacks have a little good thing." This time, Song Bo was completely depressed. These waste residues are still very good. (Author: As for what iron in ancient China looks like, I don't know. But I decided to belittle them and raise Song Bo a lot.) If this were later generations, it would be possible to fill the river directly. Who would use him?

"Okay, you guys, let me see. These so-called iron, and we in the Song family cannot be called iron, but can only be called waste. Do you understand? Do you see the fracture of this waste? There are many smooth surfaces, and the smooth surfaces of the two are a bit glazed, which means that there is a lot of waste in this section. Normal pig iron is divided into three types, the first type is called white iron, and the fracture is white. This pig iron is hard and brittle, and is generally used as raw materials for steelmaking.

The break of the second type of pig iron is gray, usually called gray iron. Because the impurities inside are soft and lubricating, this pig iron has good cutting, wear resistance and casting properties. However, its impact resistance is not enough, so it cannot be forged and rolled. It can only be used to make various castings, such as casting various iron windows, iron pipes, etc.

The third type of pig iron is called spherical pig iron. Its cross-section is spherical. Its hardness and properties are closer to steel. It has excellent casting, cutting and wear resistance and has certain elasticity. It can be cast in key parts of general mechanisms.

And now the iron in front of you cannot be called iron at all. Pig iron usually has 94% to 98% of iron. The rest are impurities, and the things in front of you are just the same as the ore that has not been refined. Do you two remember it?" Song Bo taught his two sons a little pig iron knowledge, and those two children, Song Bingyan, remembered his father's words. And that foodie Song Bingshou was eating and nodding. Who knows if he ate the knowledge with cakes!

Song Bo turned his head and said to the three blacksmiths who were stunned and said, "These waste residue is still good iron? This... Forget it, you should take me to see the charcoal." Song Bo was extremely disappointed with his iron, so he decided to look at his charcoal. Maybe charcoal could give him some good hope. In this era, few people used iron with coal, and basically they used charcoal, because in this era, there was no coking, and the combustion temperature of coal was not as high as that of charcoal. Moreover, there were many impurities in the coal, especially sulfur, and a large amount of sulfur filled the coal, and the iron made of such coal was even more impractical. You should know that sulfur is the poison of iron.

Song Bo had already judged from his iron bars just now. At this time, the government still used coal to smelite, which is also charcoal. Because the iron content of sulfur and charcoal is extremely high. Song Bo is thinking about blast furnaces now. Yes, it is a blast furnace and a earth blast furnace. The reason why he thinks about earth blast furnaces is mainly because he has no strength and ability to build a useful blast furnace. Because tomorrow is going to ignite iron, it is too late to do anything else, but it is still possible to use earth to ram a soil blast furnace. To ignite tomorrow, what can be done today is to ask Liba to come home, use wet earth blast furnace in the yard, and practice the iron that can be used to smel the steel.

Song Bo lowered his head and thought that his career had encountered such great difficulties at the beginning, and was worried (Author: Who told you not to prepare first? You have the face to go to Chengjiaxian). He shook his head and came to the East Accessory Room. His two sons didn't understand what Song Bo meant, but saw that he was unhappy, so he didn't say anything and followed Song Bo to the East Accessory Room. Fortunately, the situation of the East Accessory Room made Song Bo feel much better. The quality of the charcoal here is quite good.

Song Dandan's words were quite good. Song Bo picked up two pieces of black charcoal, looked at them and pinched them with his hands, then held the corners and collided with the two pieces of charcoal. After the impact, there was a sound of metal and stone. The weight was a little bit too much, and the color was ink black. It was obvious that this was charcoal with a very high purity. In other words, this was white charcoal. Only a small amount of white ash was left after burning. However, such charcoal was also an advantage and disadvantage. Its only disadvantage was that it was a little less.

"Well, this is not bad. The quality of these charcoals is really good. But it's a little less, so it's not enough to make iron." Song Bo wants to set up a soil blast furnace in the yard, of course, there is more charcoal, but the main reason is not this. If I only refine iron for one or two days, this little charcoal will be enough. Yes, the charcoal here is only enough for Song Bo to use for one or two days, because before moving, most of the charcoal was moved to the new home by those servants. After all, all the whole family has to use charcoal, and the amount of charcoal is very high (now it's very cold in the twelfth lunar month). The charcoal here is not enough. Basically, if Song Bo's soil blast furnace is built, the charcoal will be used up tomorrow. Song Bo frowned and decided to go out and buy some charcoal by the way. By the way, if there is any coal sold. After getting some, it's too expensive to refine some charcoal outside the city. Compared with it, the charcoal is not as expensive as the combustion temperature is higher.

Song Bo came out and said that the charcoal was not bad and didn't say anything outside, and he didn't take a closer look. He walked into the yard and looked at the yard. The area inside the yard was quite large. He drew a circle in the place he was more satisfied with. Then he shouted loudly:

"Ada, Ada" As the butler in this small family, Ada usually follows Song Bo.

"Mr. I'll tell you."

"Go and find a few bricklayers. Build a stove here, don't have straight ones, but you should have fine ones on top, thick ones on top, and leave it more than two feet thick. Three people are tall, use clay and water to directly tamp it. The largest part of the furnace should be five feet round. The outer wall of the furnace should be two feet thick (used to isolate the temperature, otherwise the iron is half a piece, and the stove is burned out). The thicker it can be outside the east and north sides, and the south outlet can be used for it. By the way, there is no white paste mud, make more. Spread a few inches into the furnace. Okay, go and do it. These are enough for you to be busy for a while. Oh, Master Zhang, you and Master Shi and Master Wang, you three will break the iron bars, and they will all be broken into pieces, waiting for tomorrow to be used. And the charcoal will be broken. I'll go out later, and you will do it now. Tonight

It should be done." Song Bo briefly explained the iron-smelting furnace. The main reason is that the conditions are too simple. At this time, don't mention that Song Bo, an ordinary person, can't even make a blast furnace under the existing conditions. He can only learn from the Great Leap Forward. He can only make a stove at random. However, this stove will not last long. However, according to Song Bo's requirements, the money will definitely be spent. Clay, white paste and clay, and craftsmen are all costs. After the practice is finished, the export must be made (high temperature resistant), otherwise there will definitely be problems with the iron outlet. You have to buy a large porcelain piece. Of course, the work of buying porcelain piece is left to Ada for making. If it really doesn't work, just use white paste and clay to stick a few porcelain pieces. Anyway, it won't take long here. Maybe after refining iron once, the stove will crack.

Song Bo rubbed his head and walked out. His two sons followed his butt with question marks. They were both surprised that Song Bo said he had something to do, but after coming to the blacksmith shop, he took a look and left. There was no way to let him be his father. He could only go with him. But the three of them were really stunned. This was the first time that the three of them had heard of an iron smelting stove. At this time, the iron smelting stoves were all from the official family. None of the blacksmiths had ever seen it. Generally, blacksmiths used the cast iron forged mature iron, or used crucibles to make steel. There were not many people using stoves. There were also Song Bo's previous description of the three types of pig iron, which was exactly the same as his own experience. It can be seen that this boss is definitely an expert or a big expert.

Walking on the streets of Dongshi, Song Bo is strolling and is in a better mood now. His two sons are following closely behind his butt. The eldest brother is watching what Song Bo is doing without blinking, while the second brother is holding the corner of the eldest brother Song Bingyan's clothes with one hand, holding a large meat cake or a rouxyaki mousse in the other hand, and his little mouth is still whispering. His little face is blushing and so cute. He is just looking at his own roujiamo with two eyes (this foodie is so cute). And this east city is still crowded with people coming and going, and hawking sounds are coming one after another. Those who are fighting for the show, those who sell Dali Pills, those who speak vernacular stories, and those who preach.

Coal is generally sold in a fixed market. The east and west markets of Chang'an City are very large. It can almost be said that it is the largest among the two largest private shops outside the place where high-ranking officials gather near the palace, and there is also a lake flowing. Of course, the lake is a little far from Song Bo's blacksmith shop. The charcoal sells also is a little far from Song Bo's blacksmith shop.

When Song Bo was about to leave Dongshifangmen, he saw a charcoal seller. However, the car was full of Dangdang, but it was not the charcoal commonly used now, but coal. Yes, it was real coal. Song Bo also said that he couldn't find the place to sell charcoal, but in front of the door, he saw what he wanted most, coal. Song Bo suspected that he was really God's illegitimate son. Because he had whatever he wanted. For example, if he wanted money, he easily defrauded the restaurant of a large sum of money. He thought that Chang'an would be able to discuss with the Magistrate Lu to come to Chang'an.

Moreover, County Magistrate Lu did not say that he killed him because he was a businessman and he was a commendation. A few days ago, he fell in love with Cheng Huaibi at first sight, but after he arrived at the Cheng family, he was praised by the Cheng family's parents. All the good luck must be God behind all this. But what he didn't know was that some people helped him, but it was not God. Of course, someone did not arrange to buy coal this time. Because he met a person with good luck like himself. However, this person with good luck is not good now. Now this guy who sells coal is completely unlucky.

"How do you sell this coal? Let's make a price." Song Bo pretended to be careless and came to the side of the cart. While flipping through the coal blocks, he talked to the coal boss randomly. Song Bo's two sons looked at his current father strangely.

"No? I didn't sell it very much. Such good charcoal cannot be sold. Really, you know that my charcoal is better than charcoal. This is serious white smoke charcoal. But I just 'I didn't sell it very much'." It was obvious that the coal boss misunderstood Song Bo's words.

"Oh..." The depressed person in the end must be Song Bo. Because he didn't know whether coal is called coal or charcoal now, so he made a big joke.

"Dad, do you want to buy charcoal?" It's still my son's effect at the critical moment. Song Bingyan saw charcoal very strange. These things that are not easy to use, so what does Song Bo want it? Could it be that this guy is using his own home to smelify iron? Don't joke. This thing can smelify iron. Then I can practice a good knife with my branches.

"Carbonite? Oh, it's carbonite. Merchants, how do you sell carbonite?" Song Bo replied, and then he realized that this coal was called carbonite in ancient times.

"Ah, you want to buy charcoal. That's great. This charcoal is 100 cents a carton. I'll sell it if you give it to me. If it's not enough, I'll have it at home." The unlucky guy happily sold a large carton of charcoal to Song Bo at a low price. The process was relatively simple, and Song Bo fired the price of 60 cents. Originally, Song Bo thought the other party would bargain, but unexpectedly, the other party agreed directly. This made Song Bo feel that he was at a disadvantage. If he had negotiated ten cents, it would be two buckets of grain. Song Bo covered his heart.
Chapter completed!