Hu Xiaotian has never been a person who cares about the country and the people. Who controls the world does not have any special meaning to him, especially for people of the same blood and ethnicity, it does not matter even more. What he wants is freedom.
What he wants is an unrestrained life, but in the face of reality, he has gradually realized that the idea of coming to this world for the first time was too ideal. The distance between the temple and the rivers and lakes is not as far as imagined. In fact, it is just like where he lives.
The distance between this thatched cottage and the hot spring in front of the door means that people living in this world cannot always close themselves in a specific environment. They must learn to adapt to this environment and change it.
There was a gentle knock on the door, but it was Zong Yuan who invited him. Hu Xiaotian got up from the bed and followed the boy towards the direction of Jianlu.
Night has enveloped the entire Ziyun Mountain. Although the mountain is not high, it feels very close to the sky. The stars are shining in the black velvet night sky, as if you can reach out and touch it.
There are two big kilns in Jianlu, with a dragon on the left and a tiger on the right, which implies the meaning of a tiger sitting on a dragon's plate. The one Hu Xiaotian went to was the dragon kiln. The kiln is in the shape of a long strip and is built on the slope of Ziyun Mountain, from bottom to top, as in
The dragon resembles a snake, hence the name. The kiln chamber is divided into three parts: the kiln head, the kiln bed, and the kiln tail. It is built into a long tunnel-shaped kiln based on the inclination of the mountain. There is a preheating room at the kiln head, and there is usually no chimney or chimney at the kiln tail.
A very short chimney is installed, because the dragon kiln itself plays the role of a chimney. The kiln is about fifty feet long, and the kiln head is the smallest, which facilitates the concentration of heat at the beginning of the kiln firing and facilitates combustion. The middle part is the largest, and the kiln tail is larger than the kiln head and smaller than the middle part.
The vault is arc-shaped. There are multiple rows of watermelon-sized firewood holes on the upper part of both sides or the top of the kiln. There are two kiln doors on both sides of the kiln body. When the dragon kiln is operating, after loading the blanks in the kiln room, all the kiln
The door is closed. The kiln head is fired first, then firewood is thrown in from front to back, and fired row by row.
In the past, Hu Xiaotian had seen dragon kilns used to fire ceramics, but he never expected that they could be used to mass-produce ironware here. However, his equipment was not made in it.
There was a workshop on the west side of the dragon kiln, and the sound of tinkling and clanking could be heard inside. Hu Xiaotian followed the boy into it. He saw Zongtang, with his upper body naked and swinging a hammer, forging in front of the furnace.
The magician Zong Yuan squatted on a chair not far away. He held a dry tobacco bag in his right hand and was puffing away smoke. He had something unknown in his left hand and was looking at it under the light.
The furnace fire was blazing, reflecting the faces of every craftsman on site. The muscles of the bodies of the men who were working were even more vivid under the light of the furnace fire, like iron statues.
Hu Xiaotian came to the magic craftsman Zong Yuan and bowed his hands to him. The magic craftsman Zong Yuan took a long puff of cigarette, then knocked the pot on the stool and said loudly: "Master Hu, come and take a look."
Hu Xiaotian walked over, and what Zong Yuan was holding turned out to be a small screw. He sighed secretly in his heart. He inadvertently exposed this technology, and he didn’t know what it would bring to today’s era. Zong Yuan said: “This little screw is
We spend a lot of energy on small objects. We still can’t make them perfect. Mr. Hu, what’s the name of this thing?”
Hu Xiaotian had no need to hide anything: “Screws!”
"screw?"
Hu Xiaotian smiled and said: "Look at the lines on it, they are spiraling, just like the lines on the back of a snail, so that's why we gave it such a name."
Zong Yuandao: "What a good name. It's so appropriate! Screw!"
Hu Xiaotian said: "Master Zong has successfully solved this problem?"
Zong Yuandao: "I was thinking if we could drill holes in the parts of the iron that need to be connected according to the same caliber, and then use screws to fix them. Wouldn't it greatly speed up the process of the process? And we can also make different sizes according to different needs.
of screws.”
Hu Xiaotian secretly sighed, this time he really gave Zongyuan a great gift. After obtaining the secret of screw craftsmanship, Zongyuan's blacksmith shop's craftsmanship will surely achieve a fundamental leap, which will in turn drive the progress of the entire Dayong craftsmanship.
Maybe, if they promote it and apply it in all walks of life, Dayong's industrial development will be even more limitless, and they will unintentionally help Dayong a lot.
In fact, it is more than just screws. Although the set of diagrams drawn by Hu Xiaotian are just some surgical instruments, these surgical instruments have also been continuously improved and improved during the long history of medical development. It can be said that each instrument is the crystallization of industrial design.
Zong Yuan benefited a lot from the production process.
Zongtang brought some of the completed instruments to Hu Xiaotian for review. Hu Xiaotian picked them up one by one. The title of Magic Craftsman was indeed well-deserved, and every instrument could be said to be flawless.
Hu Xiaotian suddenly remembered something. To perform an operation on King Yan Xue Shengjing, one of the most critical gloves is needed to avoid infection. Since the magician is here, it is better to ask him to see what solutions he can come up with. Zongyuan Hu Xiaotian finished.
, in his understanding, he needed a kind of thin and well-protected gloves, Zongyuan said: "What's the difficulty? I'll help you mold your hands, and then make a few pairs of sheepskin gloves."
Hu Xiaotian knew that the chemical industry in this era was almost completely blank, and naturally there would be no latex gloves. Even though Zong Yuan was known as a magician, the conceptual scope in his mind was quite narrow. Sheepskin gloves were just sheepskin gloves, and there were always protective gloves.
Better than no protection.
So I followed Zongtang to make the mold for the hand. Just as he was finishing the hand molding, he suddenly heard an earth-shattering explosion. The world trembled, and the strong vibration caused many craftsmen to fall to the ground. Hanging above the workshop
Swords and utensils also fell due to the explosion.
Zong Tang reacted immediately and got up to look for his father. Hu Xiaotian also followed. The explosion did not occur in the workshop. Panic voices sounded outside: "The kiln has exploded, the kiln has exploded..."
The magic craftsman Zong Yuan was also shaken by the explosion just now and fell to the ground. A group of craftsmen around him helped him up in time. Zong Tang and Hu Xiaotian also came to his side. Zong Yuan, who had always been calm, also looked panicked at this time.
He said in shock: "Hurry... go out and see what happened..." In fact, he had already guessed what happened from the explosion just now, but deep down in his heart, he still hoped that something like that wouldn't happen.
Zongtang supported his father and walked out the door. After a brief panic, a group of craftsmen had completely regained their composure. They protected the magic craftsman and his son and evacuated outside in an orderly manner. At this time, no one paid attention to Hu Xiaotian's existence.
Hu Xiaotian could only follow the others and walk outside.
Just as they arrived in front of the door, they heard another explosion that was even more violent than before. It made everyone's eardrums buzz, and some people even lost their hearing for a short time due to the earth-shattering sound.
Everyone stumbled out of the workshop door in the aftermath of the explosion. Looking up, they saw that the two large kilns of Jianlu, the Dragon Kiln and the Tiger Kiln, had been completely engulfed in a sea of fire. The magician Zong Yuan saw in front of him.
Seeing the scene, he let out a heartbreaking scream, his vision went dark, and he almost fainted. Fortunately, Zongtang hugged him in time. Zongtang's eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was filled with grief and anger. This Jianlu was
It was his father's life-long effort. Not to mention the ironware being forged in the Longhu kiln, there were more than a hundred craftsmen inside alone. Judging from the tragic situation in front of him, it was unknown how many casualties there would be.
Zongtang was still calm, and he shouted loudly: "Brothers, hurry up and save people!" Everyone came to their senses and rushed to tell each other, looking for tools that could put out the fire.
At this moment, a dark cloud covered the stars and the moon in the sky. When everyone looked up, they saw that the dark clouds were not dark clouds, but individual bats, covering the sky and the moon, making a terrifying sound.
Suddenly he rushed towards the crowd below.
Zongtang yelled: "Copycat, retreat to the Tibetan Soldier Cave."
There were many weapons in the Jianlu, but although these craftsmen could make weapons, few were good at using them. Thousands of bats swooped in wildly, chasing and biting the crowd on the ground. Zongtang and the three craftsmen
Holding a knife and shield, he slashed at the bats that were constantly attacking in the air, while using the shield in his hand to protect Zong Yuan's retreat.
Hu Xiaotian picked up a torch and a shield, facing the ubiquitous bats. It was a waste of effort to stay and fight with them. Fortunately, Hu Xiaotian had the ability to hide and protect his head with a shield. His steps were erratic, left and right, and he was elusive.
, constantly shaking off the chasing bats. He was not familiar with the terrain in this area, so he could only follow the footsteps of the Zong family father and son. Wherever they went, he would go.
This group of craftsmen originally wanted to go to the kiln explosion site to rescue people, but faced with the overwhelming bats, they had no time to take care of themselves, so they couldn't care less about rescuing the injured.
The so-called Tibetan Soldier Cave is the warehouse used by the blacksmith shop to store finished products. It is about two hundred steps away from their current location. Although the distance is not far, they are still struggling under the crazy attack of the bats.
Under the protection of everyone, the magic craftsman Zong Yuan finally gradually approached the Tibetan Soldier Cave. Two craftsmen arrived there first, one was responsible for covering, and the other hurriedly opened the lock. Because he was too nervous, the key could not be inserted smoothly into the keyhole for a while.
Zongtang urged loudly: "Hurry up!"
At this moment, a dazzling trail of fire shot diagonally downward from the sky toward the door of the Tibetan Soldier Cave, hitting the craftsman in the back of the heart. After hitting the target, it exploded with a loud!
Suddenly, one of the craftsman's arms fell to Zong Yuan's feet, still holding the key in his hand.
Zong Yuan was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him. His legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees on the ground.
Everyone looked up and saw two black-armored warriors in the air, stretching their wings. The metal wings were shining with deep reflections in the dark night. One of them was holding an iron bow. He was the one who shot the arrow just now. The other was holding an arrow.
A long spear with a length of two feet, a cold gaze revealed from the hole in the bronze mask, staring at Zong Yuan in the crowd, the wings changed the angle, and suddenly swooped down, the cold light blooming from the tip of the spear crossed the sky like a comet, and went straight to Zong Yuan's chest
