Chapter 157
"Get another piece of carbon, yes, do you want carbon or not, and bring thin wood chips..." Wang Yang gestured at the iron bar. It was not bad, the thickness was very flat, and the width seemed to be a problem, but it didn't matter, just be a straight line on the edge.
Then, Zhao Laosan and Manager Niu looked at Wang Yang with a blank look, then gestured on the thin wood piece, and finally carefully cut two black marks with the piece of bamboo carbon. It seemed a little dissatisfied, and wiped one of them off, and then gestured for a long time before drawing it.
After drawing it five or six times, Wang Yang seemed to think of the audience around him, so he turned his head and smiled at Zhao Laosan. "This is one centimeter, only one centimeter."
"...The width of your nails is one centimeter?" Zhao Laosan smashed his mouth. The Wang Xiaodong family was also very narcissistic. He used his fingernails to gesture and told himself that this was the length he had created.
Is this kid going to make trouble? Are you not afraid that the government will know that he has changed the weights and measures privately? That's not a trivial matter. Zhao Laosan subconsciously raised his head and looked at Manager Niu. Manager Niu looked very confused and didn't understand the power at all.
Zhao Laosan could only say with a stingy forehead. "Wang Xiaodong's family, only the government can change the weight and measure. We ordinary people are not good. If the government knows, they will have to sue. This is equivalent to a lack of weight..."
Wang Da Inventor looked at this guy with a dark face. Oh, I never thought that he, who had always been law-abiding, would be educated by an ancient working-class brother.
"I said, this brother, are you too concerned about Mrs. Would you just use some gadgets by yourself? Wang just needs to make trouble for yourself. You can't be so exaggerated. If you are not happy, I'll go to other blacksmith shops."
After being criticized by Wang Yang, Zhao Laosan thought so. No matter how young the young man looked, he didn't think of the gangster like Master. Besides, the price he paid was quite real, and he was so fucked.
Zhao Laosan was very tactful and shut up, while Wang Yang continued to work hard. Soon, a standard ruler was tricked out by this guy. "The distance between each two lines is one centimeter I need. The short line in the middle represents five millimeters. Don't understand? Well, it's equivalent to half a centimeter..."
After all his efforts, Zhao Laosan understood the length unit on the iron ruler. There was no way, the time was tight and the task was heavy. Wang Yang had no way to get a ruler that even millimeters in such a short time, so he could only do so.
Anyway, there are not many iron firmware and wear-resistant parts needed by hydraulic machinery. As for the parts that Zhao Laosan couldn't handle before, with Wang Yang's personal description and guidance, Zhao Laosan finally understood what Wang Yang meant and decided to start making it now.
Anyway, he had the pig iron and cooked iron here. Taking advantage of the old blacksmith's moment of making parts, Wang Yang wandered around the blacksmith. This blacksmith shop was indeed as the manager Niu said. It was the largest blacksmith shop nearby. Several masters and many apprentices were busy, including those who made farm tools such as hoes, kitchen knives or iron pots, or knives.
In one corner of the store, there was a lot of waste. Wang Yang asked the servant who arranged for Zhao Laosan to accompany him, and then he realized that this pile of waste that covers an area of ​​nearly three or four square meters includes scraps of smelting steel and defective products that were broken and difficult to refine again.
Wang Yang was curiously picking and picking up these things. They were so familiar with them. When he was in the engineering school, some of the laboratories were really like this craftsman's iron shop.
After looking for it for a long time, Wang Yang discovered a serious problem, that is, although the fuel used by craftsmen in this era was coal, and the smelting furnace was also equipped with a blower, the strong smell of sulfide made him frown.
The eyes fell on the pile of fuel. It seemed that the wisdom of the Chinese nation was indeed infinite. In the Song Dynasty, coal carbon had begun to be widely used.
However, as a smelting industry, the sulfur content of coal carbon almost determines the quality of the smelted steel. Although there are many methods of desulfurization of coal carbon, it is... useful.
Driver Wang is neither the head of a coal mine nor the head of a blacksmith shop, nor the senior staff of the Song Dynasty Court. No matter how much technology he has, others must be willing to use it.
Manager Niu was stupid and looked at Wang Yang standing in front of a pile of waste and coal piles, worried about the country and the people, and he didn't know what to mutter. He kept sighing, and couldn't help but roll his eyes. It seemed that a talented man was a talented man, and even looking at a pile of broken things could make him sad about spring and autumn. Such a state was indeed not something that a common man like him could achieve.
With the personal guidance of Wang Yang, the veteran driver, Zhao Laosan and other blacksmiths worked together, and in just one afternoon, he made three sets of parts that Wang Yang needed.
However, the only thing that makes people speechless is how to thread the screw truck. Wang Yang thought hard for a long time, and finally an old blacksmith came up with a solution, which was chiseling.
First draw the lines with something, then use a harder chisel to knock it bit by bit. After hearing this method, Wang Yang was overjoyed and quickly let the old driver get started. Although he scrapped two original screws at the beginning, he became proficient.
The old craftsman was able to make a bolt after only less than a stick of incense. At least the nut, although it was an inner wire, was more difficult, but at least the screws were large enough, so they could finally knock it out.
When Wang Yang saw the thick one in front of him, about the thickness of his thumb, and a total of sixteen bolts with nuts placed in front of him, Wang Yang felt a sense of great satisfaction and accomplishment.
In addition, there is a vernier caliper made of several iron pieces. With this thing, it can be used to measure it, not to mention decimeters, centimeters, or even millimeters.
It's just that the production is a bit rough, but with the tool level of this era, it can be considered extremely sophisticated.
"Thank you, if it weren't for you, Wang wouldn't be able to make such a good thing in a while. So, I'll order fifty bolts like this, and it's still the same price as before, how about?" Wang Yang thanked the old blacksmith for gratitude and turned his head to ask Zhao Laosan.
Zhao Laosan slapped his chest and said, "Of course there is no problem. As long as you want it, you must be able to get it for you."
Early the next morning, Wang Yang shook his head and left Li Shishi in Yihong Building. He rushed to the printing workshop outside the city.
"Xiao Niu, how about it? Are you still used to staying here?" After Wang Yang walked into the door, he greeted Niu Dacai, who was also hired by Wang Yang and became the current shopkeeper of the printing shop.
Chapter completed!