Feng Yong took it, weighed it, and asked: "Where is Craftsman Zhou?"
"Go back to Feng Langjun, the villain is here."
I saw another black man coming out of the mine entrance and replied.
Zhou Gong's name is Zhou Hao, which sounds good, but his ancestors are not Han. Like Wang Ping, he is a Han.
The Ji people belong to a branch of the Qiang people. They are brave and good at singing and dancing. They were the vanguard when King Wu conquered Zhou and Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty brought peace to the world, defeating many opponents.
The most important thing is that they have made a living by mining and smelting iron for generations.
Not only do they have rich experience in iron smelting, they also have rich experience in prospecting and mining.
The reason why Feng Yong dared to mine coal was because he had such a group of scammers under his command.
Wang Ping was considered a small leader of the tribe at the beginning, and most of the original tribesmen had been moved to the north.
After surrendering to the Han Dynasty, Liu Bei granted him the official position of General Bi. Although this was not considered a success, in the eyes of the folks in Brazil County, it was regarded as a return to his hometown in glory.
After all, being able to serve as a Han official is a huge benefit to the Yi people - aren't those seven Yi kings all Han officials?
Later, Wang Ping was entrusted by Feng Yong to find Qiang people who could herd cattle and sheep. When passing by his hometown, he stayed for one night. Some fellow villagers wanted to follow Wang Ping, but Wang Ping was not successful at the time, so he had to
Decline politely.
Later, I got Feng Yong's recommendation, and I finally felt proud. Only then did I think of the fellow villagers in my hometown who were still living a hard life.
After all, he has the title of general. Although it is a miscellaneous title, he is still a general! Besides, how can he go to Nanzhong to quell the chaos without some personal soldiers?
Moreover, the Jin people are originally brave and good at fighting, so calling their fellow villagers a part of the army can be regarded as a benefit to the fellow villagers.
Even if you die in battle, you can still get some compensation, which is better than being buried in a mine while mining or starving to death all year round. Otherwise, when the ancestors are in war, they go out to work as mercenaries to conquer the world for others?
Isn’t it just to have a full meal?
It's just that I can't have too many troops, and the fellow villagers are too enthusiastic. I thought that my son might also need some help to support the scene, so I assigned some people to join Wang Xun.
Feng Yong, a country boy, was originally interested in the history of the Three Kingdoms. When he saw the Han people who were different from the Han people, he was naturally curious and asked what was going on.
When I heard that there was such a group of natural miners under my nose, I couldn't help but feel happy. Damn it, weren't they here to bring me money?
Hello miners!
Wasn't the Qi Jiajun in later generations mainly composed of miners?
The reason is very simple, they have the initial organizational discipline.
Feng Yong pays attention to cultivating the queue consciousness of his second generation slaves, isn't it just to cultivate their organizational discipline?
Of course, this is a problem for the future. The main problem now is that although the craftsmen of Hanzhong Metallurgical Industry are good at smelting and making iron, they have very few talents in prospecting and mining.
How is it like a person who is born to eat this bowl of rice?
So Feng Yong and Wang Ping's fellow villagers hit it off. They helped Feng Yong look for mines, and Feng Yong was responsible for their food and clothing.
Very reasonable, very happy, very harmonious, everyone gets what they need, right?
"This time it's real charcoal. It can't be wrong again, right?"
Feng Yong raised the dark object and looked at the sun.
Unfortunately, he is not majoring in geology and mining, so he cannot see the difference between raw coal and coal gangue.
The first Di man who came out of the mine trembled slightly when he heard this.
The handsome young man in front of him was actually an evil ghost in his eyes.
Over the past few days, nearly a hundred clan members have died trying to dig out what he wanted.
Some people were buried alive because the pits collapsed several times, and some were inexplicably killed by evil spirits underground just yesterday when they dug up this black thing.
"Don't worry, Mr. Feng, I will definitely not make a mistake this time. Although this thing looks similar to the black stone I dug up a few times ago, it is lighter than the stone, and it can be broken open. Wait for the little one to break it."
Show it to Feng Langjun."
Zhou Hao said, taking the black thing from Feng Yong's hand, holding it in his hand and hitting a stone on the ground with all his strength. There was a "dang" sound, and it cracked, and it was still the same black inside.
Feng Yong laughed "haha", bent down to pick it up and looked at it, "it is indeed coal!"
"How deep can we dig down this hole to find charcoal?"
Feng Yong looked into the mine again.
"Back to Feng Langjun, it's about six feet."
Feng Yong silently calculated that it was about eighteen to twenty meters. This would be a very simple matter in future generations.
In this era, it is actually not too difficult, especially if there are professional miners.
The coal in Nanxiang County, even in later generations, was only marked on the mineral map, saying that this was the largest coal mine in Hanzhong, and it was shallow coal.
However, not much has been developed, and at most it is only sporadic mining.
The reason is very simple, because there are too many coal mines in the north, and they are all larger than here, so there is no need to mine them here.
Another more important reason is that Nanxiang County will be divided into two counties in later generations, one of which was rated as "one of the most suitable places for human habitation" by the United Nations.
Therefore, protecting the environment is the first priority.
But for the current Feng Turtle, destruction and development are the most suitable for survival. Without destruction and development, even if he is frozen to death in winter, he can still survive?
After I finish destroying and developing this place and hollow it out, the unfilial descendants of future generations will stop making plans and restore the ecological environment on their own. Or will it still become one of the most suitable places for human life?
The process is different, but the results are actually the same.
"Okay, let's dig from here."
Feng Yong decided on the spot that there might be shallower ones elsewhere, but it would take luck to find them.
Since this has already met the mining standards, why bother spending more time and effort?
It’s not like he went down into the mine anyway.
"Remember to put up all the wooden boards to support it first, so that the inside will not accidentally collapse like the previous times."
Feng Yong ordered.
"Don't worry, Mr. Feng, I know what to do."
Zhou Hao agreed.
"Also, when the charcoal first emerges, there will be poisonous fumes that burn people. Take a giant bamboo, cut through the joints, sharpen one end, and insert it into the charcoal. The poisonous smoke will come up from the bamboo. If you go down again, it will not
It will be poisoned."
Coal mine accidents are nothing more than gas explosions, roof collapses, and water penetration.
The mining technology in ancient times did not include multi-layer mining, so there would be no goaf areas and no water accumulation or permeability.
So at this time, the most likely outcome is a gas explosion and roof collapse.
There have been two or three roof collapses before, and nearly a hundred people died.
As a last resort, Feng Yong had to try hard to recall. In his previous life, when he followed the army to eliminate those illegal small black mines, what exactly did the mines do?
A roof collapse is nothing more than putting up planks of wood.
As for the problem of gas, we either need to find a way to drain it out, or we need to find a way to force it out by injecting fresh air.
There was a very sinister boss who was unwilling to even build a blower, so he inserted a piece of bamboo into the coal seam to draw out the gas.
This method is of course useful, but it is not always safe.
But Feng Tibi said, it’s fine as long as it works, but he still wants insurance? Do you want Pacific Insurance?