Chapter 65: A square-inch ravine is a microcosm of the world!

Under the scorching gazes of everyone, the bald dragon took the sword from Wu Tong's hand.

If in normal times, everyone looked at him expectantly, the bald dragon would still enjoy it. Accepting the worship of mortals, this is the daily life of the dragon, and it should be done when it deserves it.

But today, the bald dragon felt like he was on pins and needles. This was not an expectation. This was clearly because he wanted to see his Long Batian's jokes. He wondered how Long Batian had ever received such treatment.

The bald dragon was like a newly married "little daughter-in-law", stroking the sword coquettishly, then pouted and said proudly: "Not bad, it is indeed a really good sword, not much worse than the magic weapon!"

He said it calmly, but the bald dragon was not so calm in his heart. To be honest, he was very convinced of the sword in his palm. If it were normal, he would also boast about it, but...

Those who seek death will not die well, and even dragons are no exception. In the past, I kept saying that others were ignorant, but only when things happened did I realize that I was the one who was the most ignorant!

The bald dragon will not belittle someone against his will, but he will not boast too much either. If he does, he will slap himself in the face.

The craftsmen in the blacksmith workshop heard the Dragon Prince's praise. Although they did not praise as much as the second elder, they still recognized everyone's achievements, so they were overjoyed one by one and finally felt proud.

Seeing the embarrassment of the bald dragon, Yao Yun was extremely happy. He had heard the bald dragon's slightly mocking tone every day for the past few days, and his ears were getting calluses. Now he had recovered all his losses.

As the saying goes, just give up when you see fit. Yao Yun feels comfortable and will naturally not continue to embarrass the bald dragon. There is a scale for retaliation. A little counterattack will help establish his prestige as a king, but he can't do anything too extreme. After all, the bald dragon is

If his thighs run away in shame, wouldn't he cry to death!

"Okay, this sword is nothing. There is still room for improvement in the future, so take your time!"

Yao Yun's words suddenly attracted everyone's attention. Everyone stopped paying attention to the bald dragon and looked at their own king. Invisibly, the situation of the bald dragon was solved.

The bald dragon no longer dares to speak, for fear of being embarrassed again.

Wu Tong no longer had doubts, but said with a little surprise: "Can it be better?"

Yao Yun nodded confidently: "This is natural. A magic weapon can be made through hundreds of refinements. The more skilled the craftsmen are, the better the weapons they create will naturally be. There is no best in the world, only better!"

Wu Tong nodded appreciatively: "Your Majesty is absolutely right, but I have a question?"

Wu Tong's eyes flashed with anticipation when he asked, and he looked a little excited: "Swords like these that are comparable to divine weapons are really made of mortal iron and can be forged for a long time..."

Hearing this, the bald Long Ye looked at Yao Yun with his head buried in excitement.

Cang Man was no exception, looking at Yao Yun with burning eyes. If this was the case, wouldn't he also have a chance to obtain a battle ax comparable to a divine weapon?

As a powerful warrior, the weapon at hand is their second life. Cangman dare not think about the divine weapon for the time being. After all, the divine weapon is a rare thing. Many advanced Qi refiners have never owned it. He is a newbie in the practice.

There was no chance for anyone from the Qi Shi Gate to get involved, but the second elder in front of him, the Hundred-forged Iron Weapon that the Dragon King said was comparable to a divine weapon, made him inexplicably excited!

Yao Yun saw everyone looking at him with extremely fiery eyes, so he nodded and smiled softly: "Of course it is made of ordinary iron. If you can make the first one, you can also make the second one in the future. The craftsmen have

With experience and continuous improvement, the success rate will also increase in the future.”

Hearing this, everyone was overjoyed. The king is really powerful.

"But..."

Halfway through Yao Yun's words, he suddenly touched everyone's heartstrings, and countless pairs of resentful eyes looked at him.

The bald dragon glared angrily at Yao Yun, you bastard, half of your words, you deserve a beating like this!

"But what?"

Yao Yun continued with a smile: "However, refining weapons requires labor and iron, and the probability of success is not high. It is not suitable for mass production of weapons..."

During this process, Yao Yun briefly described the process of making steel.

Yao Yun's words were naturally a bit difficult to understand in everyone's ears, but Wu Tong understood them roughly and quickly said in disappointment: "It turns out that it is so difficult to make iron tools. Oh, it's a bit of a pity. That's right, such sharp weapons are not easy to make.

It’s normal…”

Wu Tong kept mumbling.

When Yao Yun heard this, he was surprised and said: "Second Elder, you are wrong."

Wu Tong: Your Majesty, what do you say?"

Yao Yun smiled and said, "Ordinary iron weapons and iron utensils don't have to be so troublesome at all. Only Bailian weapons require such complicated steps. The two iron swords you got before are actually not that labor-intensive to make."

Wu Tong's eyes lit up, and his eyes burned brightly as if he had thought of something.

Yao Yun smiled and said: "Bailian weapons are fine weapons, and their value can only be exerted in the hands of Qi refiners. Ordinary soldiers can use ordinary iron weapons. They are much more powerful than bronze weapons, and they are enough to completely

Replace bronze weapons and stone tools!"

Speaking of the rise, Yao Yun also became excited: "Not only that, many of the farm tools in our Xidu should also be replaced in the coming year. Stone tools are really too backward and affect spring plowing too much. In this winter, I will order people to build many

With iron farm tools, in the past, a farmer could only cultivate five or six acres of land after working day and night. But with a large number of iron farm tools, they have the strength to cultivate more land, and there is no problem with more than ten acres of land."

"Ten acres of land?"

Wu Tong exclaimed, even more excited than before.

"Exactly!"

Yao Yun said very confidently that one acre of land in this world is about the same as in his last life, about 660 square meters. He had lived in the countryside before. Before mechanization, a labor force could cultivate up to fifteen acres.

Each household cultivates about ten acres of land, which is double the amount compared with the era when tools were scarce.

Yao Yun understands why Wu Tong is so excited. The world is vast and sparsely populated. In fact, there is a lot of land. The only thing missing is labor. Large areas of wasteland can be reclaimed, but why don't farmers do it? The reason is very simple, that is, they have more than enough ambition.

But not enough!

Before there were advanced agricultural tools, a farmer would be busy from dawn to dusk, working hard to cultivate. Their limit was only five or six acres of land. However, with the help of iron plows, iron hoes and other agricultural tools, it became easier for them to cultivate.

, naturally more land can be planted.

More land can be cultivated, and more food can be harvested next year...

Wu Tong's eyes were slightly red. The human race walked out of the wilderness, from eating raw hair and drinking blood to walking out of the wilderness, slashing and burning, and carving out a world that belonged to the human race. The ancestors learned to use tools, from stone tools to bronze ware, and every new discovery was made.

All make the human race look completely new.

From eating raw materials and drinking blood, to not having enough food, to slash-and-burn farming, the capital city has risen, and every step is soaked in the blood and hard work of the ancestors. And now, with the birth of iron tools, a new era seems to be about to begin...

In a daze, Wu Tong couldn't help crying. The tears flowing down his old weather-beaten face seemed like a river running across the mountains and rivers, and the square ravines on his old face seemed to be a microcosm of this world.
Chapter completed!