"What? Do you know this?" The confused Zilu relied on his talent and intelligence and knew everything about everything, but what Haitang said was like a book from heaven, and he couldn't find a clue at all.
"I knew from the beginning that we would definitely wash Haitang's clothes..." Datong's heavy breathing made Zilu and Mr. Zhang Bai happy.
Hoho, Haitang smiled inwardly. In this era, asking a man to wash his clothes is equivalent to a modern man giving birth to a child, just like a rooster laying eggs.
What Haitang didn't mention is that bullets made of steel and molybdenum can penetrate tanks.
This shows its hardness and its role in war.
The reason why he didn't say it was because Haitang was afraid that Zilu would become interested in the tank. Even if he had the materials, Haitang couldn't build this thing.
Although he didn't understand Haitang's words, Zilu knew that this gray thing in his hand was very, very, very important. Once there was a war between Dachao and other countries, it would become even more precious.
Also valuable is the method of forging an indestructible sword.
"I will have some specialized forgers build these weapons to ensure that they cannot come into contact with anyone from the outside world. Specialized miners will also be required to mine this mineral," Zilu said.
He has mastered the first-hand resources of the war, so defense work is naturally a top priority. He is a meticulous person. He has his own method of managing miners and casters, which is a combination of sticks and carrots.
"Don't worry, we are not interested in the war and will not spread the word." Mr. Zhang said immediately, and Datong also agreed.
Zilu naturally trusts them.
"Let mining, smelting, casting, use different people for every minute step, and keep them separate to ensure that they don't know each other, so that no one knows how the entire process works." Haitang suggested.
This is exactly the method Zilu wants to use.
"Haitang, Haitang, God must have given birth to you by mistake. You should be a man. If you were a man, I would definitely keep you by my side and leave you in the Ministry of War." Zilu shook his head in regret.
"Ugh, I thought you just said that if Haitang was a man, you would definitely bathe with him!" Mr. Zhang laughed again, so much that Datong, who had bathed with Zilu before, was embarrassed. He was really afraid that his wife would misunderstand him.
Orientation issue.
"Zilu won the prize, but the sword hasn't been cast yet. These are all theoretical." Haitang said.
Zilu raised the torch. There wasn't much molybdenum around here.
"Would you like to send someone to protect you? This is very important." Mr. Zhang suggested.
"If we really send people to take charge day and night, and others think it is a gold mine, then there will be no silver in this place." Datong said.
Everyone dug up some more molybdenum and put them all into packages. The packages were tightly packed until they couldn't put them anymore, and then they took the tools and walked outside the mine.
Zilu carried these things on his back as if he was carrying a future. The energy in his heart was really indescribable. Even if he were asked to carry Datong, Mr. Zhang and Haitang down the mountain at the same time, he would not be happy!
Suddenly, Zilu frowned...
"What's wrong?" Haitang asked.
"Although this product is good, its output is limited and its content is limited. What will happen if it is used up?" Zilu also worried about the future.
"If it's no longer useful, then it's gone." Haitang spread her hands, expressing her helplessness.