"Master Zhao, please find some pig iron and wrought iron, and I'll make the iron!"

"Erhu, hurry up and find pig iron and wrought iron for Miss Ye!" Blacksmith Zhao immediately ordered after hearing Ye Qingge's words.

If yesterday, Blacksmith Zhao had some admiration for the eldest lady of the Ye family, who was wearing ordinary clothes and had a birthmark on her face, then after seeing the picture of the shaft furnace today, Blacksmith Zhao was definitely impressed by Ye Qingge, and the same was true of Ye Qingge's instructions.

Words, words, deeds.

Seeing Erhu bring over pig iron and wrought iron, Ye Qingge first distributed the two types of iron according to the proportion. Using wrought iron as the feed iron, he put it into the furnace first, then placed the pig iron plate on the furnace mouth. When the temperature of the furnace rose,

High, when the pig iron plate began to melt, Ye Qingge used tongs to clamp the pig iron plate and move it left and right, and constantly turned the iron material to allow the iron material to be evenly poured into the pig iron liquid.

It was approaching noon, and there were more and more people on the West Street. Zhao Blacksmith's shop was in a good location, and people coming and going would pass by. Ye Qingge was wearing a curtain hat and Tsing Yi standing in front of the blast furnace. Although he was young, he was

The aura exuded made everyone stop and watch unconsciously. Soon, many people came to watch.

Ye Qingge was focused on smelting, but he didn't notice that there were many people standing next to him.

"Erhu, what is this girl doing? Why did your shop accept female apprentices?" a man in the crowd asked curiously.

"This is Miss Ye. Yesterday she made an appointment with the master to teach us smelting techniques," Erhu said as he poked his head out.

"This little girl is teaching you smelting techniques. Are you kidding me?" A man dressed in dark silk satin laughed jokingly, with two boys following him.

"Yes, little brother, this is the first time I've heard that a little girl can actually know how to smelt." There was a lot of discussion among the crowd. They wanted to see how capable this little girl is!

"Master Zhao, it's almost ready, you come and forge it." After more than an hour of repeated smelting, the iron was finally poured out evenly, and Ye Qingge's green clothes were almost soaked with sweat.

"Okay!" Hearing the sound, Blacksmith Zhao immediately stepped forward and took the pliers from Ye Qingge's hand. He took out the poured iron and placed it on the forging table, beating it hard. Ye Qingge held the

Erhu handed over the water and drank it while sitting and watching Blacksmith Zhao forge, and taught Blacksmith Zhao how to quench and hammer from time to time.

"This piece of iron looks different from usual. Could this girl really know how to make iron?" Some knowledgeable people in the crowd would say something from time to time.

At noon, the sun is blazing, but more and more people are watching. The occasional breeze is refreshing.

Blacksmith Zhao kept waving the tools in his hands to forge and quench, and a piece of high-quality steel slowly emerged.

"Miss Ye, can you take a look at this?" After an hour of forging, the forging was finally completed. Blacksmith Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked Ye Qingge.

"Well, not bad, it's better than I expected." Ye Qingge put down the tea cup in his hand, approached the forging table, and looked at the forged iron. The quality was very good, and it seemed to be a success.

"It's fine iron. They actually made fine iron." Surprised shouts came from the crowd.

"Only the great blacksmiths of the Tang Sect can forge fine iron, and it takes a long time. How can a little girl like her forge fine iron in such a short time? Are you kidding me?" Wearing dark silk satin.

The man waved his fan and said again.

"Hey, look, isn't this Young Master Yang Yang Lian? His uncle is a blacksmith at the Tang Sect branch in Beijing." Someone in the crowd recognized the man wearing dark silk satin.

The man known as Mr. Yang shook his fan proudly after hearing these words. His uncle is indeed a blacksmith at the Tangmen branch in Beijing. He is here today to help his uncle purchase pig iron. In two days

It was the day when the Tang Sect held its annual blacksmithing competition, and his uncle also wanted to participate. If he could enter the top ten, he would hopefully become a great blacksmith.

"Mr. Yang, please help everyone see if this piece is fine iron." Someone in the crowd made a suggestion.

"Of course not!" Mr. Yang blurted out after being recognized without even looking at the forged iron.

But it was useless for him to look at it, because he had never seen high-quality fine iron, and his uncle couldn't make it, and he couldn't get what he could make. But he didn't know it, and others certainly didn't know it.

"This is fine iron!" I saw a young man walking out of the crowd. Although he was wearing gray linen and satin, his mature, steady, cheerful and solemn temperament was eye-catching.

"Miss, can I take a look at the iron you made?" The young man stepped forward and asked Ye Qingge with his hands in his hands.

"Please!" Ye Qingge saw that the man had a good attitude and immediately stepped aside.

After receiving permission, the young man immediately stepped forward and picked up the newly forged iron, rubbed it, took out a knife and scratched it twice, and made a sound of admiration from time to time. In the end, he directly picked up the iron plate and used it.

The cross section scratched the iron block next to it.

"Miss, the piece you have made is indeed fine iron. How did you make it in such a short period of time? Can you tell me this method?" the young man asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Oh, even if I have mastered fine iron, why should I tell you the method? Who do you think you are!" Yang Lian was extremely dissatisfied with the sudden appearance of the young man just now and couldn't help but said with arms crossed.

"This lady, my surname is Fan Mingjing, courtesy name Zilin, is from Chengzhou. I came to the capital to seek business. Today I saw the fine iron that my lady has made. It opened my eyes. I dare to ask my lady if I can sell this refining method to

Me?" The young man walked up to Ye Qingge and asked again with his hands raised.

"Sorry, I don't sell the refining method!" Ye Qingge refused.

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Chapter completed!