The corners of Li Yi's lips twitched at the side. This brother clearly knew how to prevent collapse and how to prevent poisonous gas from hurting people, but he waited until the excavation was confirmed before he said it. Those Di people who died in the front were seriously www.
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Feng Tubol said he was not responsible for the incident.
If so many people hadn't died, he wouldn't have thought of these measures!
He is not a coal boss.
And he was very distressed that so many people had died.
Can we not feel distressed when there is such a shortage of labor?
But as the saying goes, how can there be immortality in civil engineering?
Even though technology is so advanced in later generations, aren’t there still mining disasters every year?
Thinking of this, Feng Yong turned to Li Yi and said, "Wenxuan, is there any news from Erlang? The manpower is not enough!"
More than 500 Di people were surrendered. The brick kiln collapsed and killed dozens of people. The coal mine collapsed and another hundred people died. Now there are only less than 400 people left, which is indeed not enough.
"Brother, last time I only said that General Ma was preparing to go out, but he didn't mention where he was going. So far, there is still no news. I see that it doesn't take many people to dig this coal. How can there be not enough?"
"It was right not to mention where to go. The march needs to be kept secret. If it is not kept secret, it will be defeated."
Feng Yong nodded and continued to explain to Li Yi, "It doesn't take many people to dig this charcoal, but digging it up, washing it, burning it, and stirring it requires a lot of people."
"wash?"
Li Yi was a little confused, "Wash the charcoal? How to wash it? Can't the charcoal be burned directly? Why do you need to wash it?"
"Of course pebbles can be burned directly, but it is not easy to burn. If you first stir it into mud with water, you can separate out the useless impurities and get better pebbles. Only when you burn the pebbles will it be more useful."
Coal washing, a sunset industry in later generations, is the main operation method of Xiaohei Coal Mine. You can understand the process at a glance.
It only requires a bit of strength and the rest can be done without any thought, it's almost like playing in the mud.
Most of the impurities washed out were coal gangue, which was used to bake bricks and fill roads in later generations. It was very common and was regarded as waste utilization.
But it also has a very important use, which is to make clinker-free cement.
In later generations of illegal small black coal mines, many of the houses in the mines were built by burning bricks and making cement by themselves.
Coal gangue can be used to make bricks, and the quality is better than those made from clay.
The burned coal gangue is ground into powder with lime and gypsum in a certain proportion, and a thing called clinker-free cement is obtained.
It can be called cement, but its strength is very low. It can only be used for laying bricks and making adhesives, but cannot be used for concrete in high-rise buildings.
The so-called shoddy projects, in addition to using bamboo bars instead of steel bars, may also use this kind of cement.
No way, it’s cheap!
Which small black coal mine has not produced this kind of cement?
Otherwise, how can we call him the black-hearted boss of a black coal mine?
This kind of cement will be regarded as dregs in the eyes of future generations and should not exist in the world.
Coal gangue, in terms of making cement, should mostly replace clay and be made into qualified products of various brands.
But Feng Tibi said, damn, I don’t know how to burn cement. Finally, I have a cement that does not require calcination - let’s call it cement - why not use it?
Anyway, I'm not using it to build a high-rise building, but to build a small bungalow or something like that. That's not too much, right?
Nanxiang County also has the largest gypsum mine in Asia and two large first-grade limestone mines. In addition to this coal mine, you think it would be crazy if it was not used for cement production?
In this day and age, it’s good to have cement, so what else do you want?
So, how can the four hundred or so people on hand be enough to fill that bottomless pit?
As for the washed coal, in addition to being used for his own fire, he sent it to Hanzhong Ye for smelting iron. After all, he was also the second-in-command of Hanzhong Ye.
When the iron production of Hanzhong Metallurgical Industry Co., Ltd. soars, I wonder if Zhuge Lao Yao will show his elder kindness again and ask Adou to let Hanzhong Metallurgical Industry Co., Ltd. go?
But that is something that the Queen and Adou have to worry about, and has nothing to do with themselves.
"My lord, please spare my life, my lord, please help me!"
Rimai Mouxi, with his hair disheveled and tears streaming down his face, knelt in front of Zhao Guang and kowtowed repeatedly.
Zhao Guangmao sat at the head of the tent, with Wang Xun sitting next to him.
The two of them came to Yang'an Pass with Buqu, nominally to see if there was any suitable place for herding cattle, sheep, or farming, but in fact they came to work as human traffickers.
And the kind of human trafficker who is wanted by both adults, children, and strong women.
After all, they were sent by Wei Cheng of the Dian Agricultural School in Hanzhong. General Ma naturally wanted to cooperate, so he let the two of them lead the troops alone and form their own unit in the army.
"Please, sir, let our people go!"
Rimaimou Xi's forehead was already bleeding, but he still did not dare to pause for a moment.
Zhao Guang put one hand on his knees, pointed at Wang Xun with the other, stretched his feet to the side of Rimai Mouxi's head, and sneered: "Rimai Mouxi, you can see clearly, the person next to me is mine."
brother."
Rimaimou Xi paused for a moment, then looked up at Wang Xun, with a look of horror in his eyes, and his lips moved a few times, but he couldn't speak. He just continued to kowtow fiercely, "Sir, spare your life, spare your life, my lord!"
Zhao Guang laughed, sat up straight, and said calmly: "A few months ago, my brother, my lord, worked hard all over the mountains just to beg you to help my brother graze, but how did you treat me back then?
Which uncle is this? What did you say?"
"Sir, many people from the Winter Clan have died this year, and the rest have nothing to eat. Please, please, let us graze around here, and let us exchange for some food."
Rimaimou Xi did not dare to answer Zhao Guang's questions, but just muttered to himself. The blood on his forehead flowed down his face, and then dripped to the ground, splashing dust.
Zhao Guang let out a "poof", "When my brother kindly asked you to help, you not only refused to accept it, but also treated my uncle like that. What else are you talking about? There are not many Han people in Hanzhong, and you still have to bring your tribe with you.
Go to Hanzhong and kill all the Han people?"
"I don't dare, sir, I don't dare, little one!"
Rimaimou Xi was trembling all over and tears were streaming down his face.
"You also said that a high-ranking official in Hanzhong was killed by you Qiang people in the past. You plan to do the same in the future, right?"
Zhao Guang sneered, "Come on, I am an official after all, I will sit in front of you."
Then, with a "dang" sound, a horizontal knife was thrown in front of Rimaimou Xi, "Pick up this knife and stab it directly over. Let me see the courage of you Qiang people."
"I don't dare, sir, I don't dare, little one!"
Rimaimousi was crying and repeated this sentence in a murmur, and the blood began to seep into the soil.
Standing next to Zhao Guang was an old man, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, with his eyes occasionally shining. This was the old man from the Zhao family who had just come from Jincheng a few days ago.
Wang Xun looked at the leader of the tribe in front of him and felt a sense of joy in his heart.
Your Excellency was so wronged a few months ago that he almost knelt down to beg for mercy. Among them, there was this person who made all kinds of ridicule.
As a son, I wanted to kill him directly to relieve my hatred.
Unexpectedly, just a few months later, he would be kneeling in front of her, like a dolphin dog waiting to be slaughtered.
This feels much better than killing him on the spot.
Thinking about my brother again, although I have never seen him kill anyone with his own hands, he has only been in Hanzhong for a long time, and more than a hundred people have died because of his brother?
And there will be more in the future, because my brother has already sent a letter, asking them to think of ways to get more people there as soon as possible.