It is not difficult to destroy ghosts. From high-ranking Qigong warriors to powerful warriors, they can kill ghosts. It is not difficult to subdue ghosts. A witch boy in a witch temple can do it with a ghost-control spell.
But it is rare in the world to allow ghosts to be oppressed and grateful at the same time, like the king.
Yao Yun is not old, nor is he tall and tall. He looks like a handsome young man. However, everyone in the mine looks up at Yao Yun with admiration.
This is no longer a question of strength. Being able to defeat ghosts is force, but convincing ghosts is virtue.
Yao Yun seemed very calm. Faced with the "gratefulness" of the ghosts, he was neither happy nor guilty, but said meaningfully:
"You should take care of yourself and read the Ghost Law carefully. Although it restricts your behavior, it is also your protective umbrella!" Yao Yun's words were very true and he was not lying.
The ghosts appeared to be deep in thought. At this time, the more they resembled each other, the more reasonable they felt. The more they thought about it, the more they felt that they were not things. As a result, the ghosts worked much more diligently.
After saying that, Yao Yun left with the palace guards. It was better not to stay in this dirty place for as long as possible. The deerskin boots were all black!
On the way, Hu Yi couldn't help but sigh: "Your Majesty, you are so kind, you are a good person!"
When Yao Yun heard this, his expression changed, and he gave me the good guy card? I am a corrupt capitalist, how can I be considered a good guy?
"You are the good person, and your whole family is a good person!"
Hu Yi felt like he was struck by lightning. The king's words sounded fine at first, but the king's tone was harsh. It was clear that he was flattering the wrong person again and angered the king.
At this moment, Hu Yi felt like crying. What was going on...
Cang Man smiled at Hu Yi and showed his big white teeth. Although there was no sarcasm, the silence was better than the sound at this time. Hu Yi now wished he could find a hole to crawl in and embarrass himself.
My great king, your heart is more unpredictable than that of a woman.
For a moment, Hu Yi suddenly realized that if you lick a dog, you will not die a good death. Your Majesty, you will not deceive me!
After an inspection, Yao Yun was not in a good mood. Because of the tools, the mining efficiency of slaves and ghosts was very low. The mining tools were stone tools, which were fine for dealing with soil, but when it came to rocks, it was really difficult.
Eyes blackened.
Another aspect is the transportation of iron ore. If you want to transport iron ore from the mine back to the Xidu workshop, you need to rely on slaves and ghosts to carry bamboo baskets on their backs, which is extremely inefficient.
Needless to say, mining tools need to be refined to update the tools, as for transportation tools.
Yao Yun asked the wizard boy who oversaw the work.
“How much iron ore can the mine dig out in a day?”
The wizard boy said seriously: "Your Majesty, we can dig a thousand kilograms of iron ore in one day and send it to Xidu. In fact, mining is not difficult. What is difficult is transporting it back and forth."
Yao Yun looked at the basket full of iron ore and understood.
So a tool for transporting ore is needed.
Yao Yun thought carefully and quickly remembered the flatbed trucks he had seen in the countryside before. They were powerful tools. Before mechanization, flatbed trucks were everywhere.
Flatbed trucks can not only be used for mining, but they can also be used by ordinary people to transport grain and goods, which is very convenient and practical.
"Yeah, I got it."
After the inspection, Yao Yun took the palace guards and set off back to Xidu.
Of course, Hu Yi stayed to guard the mine.
Don't ask why, Hu Yi feels bitter in his heart. He was obviously on guard duty with Cang Man before...
Ten days have passed and nothing happened in Xidu.
Yao Yun inspected the mineral deposits and when he came back, he unloaded the flatbed truck and tried to make iron. He was very busy.
Ever since one person and one dragon learned about iron-making, the two of them were itching to go to the iron-making workshop.
At first, they didn't care about the iron-making workshop, just treating it as a game for the king. But after hearing Yao Yun talk about the magic of iron tools, they couldn't help but become excited.
If the king really made the so-called "iron weapon", it would be really extraordinary. Even if the princes of the Xia Dynasty were alerted, they would find it strange.
So, one person and one dragon thief came to the recently built iron-making workshop.
Sure enough, the iron-making workshop was very lively. The workshops were being set up and the iron ore was being cleaned. All the work was in an orderly manner, and craftsmen and slaves were everywhere.
Wu Tong summoned the craftsmen and inquired about the situation of iron-making.
"Is the king here?"
"The king has gone to the carpenter's workshop."
"Oh~ how is the iron smelting going? Is there any result?"
The craftsman hesitated and looked confused.
"The king said it should be kept secret!"
Wu Tong and Bald Long's expressions changed, and they looked strange. They were both angry at the craftsman's stubbornness and pleased that the king was able to handle it well.
"Are we hiding it too? Your Majesty will tell us the truth truthfully. You are very brave!" The bald dragon was not so polite. He puffed his beard and glared. It was really majestic, but it was a pity that it had no horns on its head.
He has the demeanor of a divine dragon.
The craftsman's face turned red, and after thinking for a long time, he said slowly: "The king of iron-making craftsmanship gave a death order. I dare not disobey it, but I can show the two adults the iron sword I made!"
After hearing the previous words, one person and one dragon looked embarrassed, but upon hearing the next sentence, the two of them were instantly shocked and ecstatic.
"Already refined?!!!"
Such a huge formation frightened the craftsmen at a loss, and he said solemnly: "Yes... yes, it has been refined, but the king is not satisfied, but the king still ordered us to forge two iron swords, please two adults."
Take a look."
Wu Tong and Bald Dragon selectively ignored the previous words, and their whole bodies and minds were attracted by the latter words.
Is the iron smelting successful? I also made two iron swords!
Why so fast?
One person and one dragon had an unreal feeling. They couldn't believe that they had successfully smelted iron so quickly, and they were also afraid of being disappointed. For a moment, they became anxious.
Soon, a slave carefully brought two iron swords.
Wu Tong and Bald Dragon reached out to grab them before anyone could reach them, and saw the iron sword flying into their hands.
"Come on, let me try. Without using any force, try the power of the iron sword!"
Wu Tong looked around and saw a wooden stake as thick as an adult's thigh, so he stepped forward and stabbed it hard.
The sword didn't break, it went straight into the wood!
The next moment, Wu Tong swung his sword to chop the tree horizontally, but it did not break. Moreover, the iron sword was very sharp, and the sword blade cut deeply into the wood.
Wu Tong was so happy that he pulled out the iron sword with all his strength, and found that the iron sword was not damaged. The cold light flashed through, which was chilling.
Just for a moment, a look of joy appeared on Wu Tong's face.
"So sharp and hard. Not only is it not the legendary "tofu iron", it is sharper and harder than a bronze sword. What the king said is actually true!!!"
Wu Tong and Bald Dragon's eyes met, and their eyes revealed fiery gazes.
"It is truly a rare weapon in the world!"
The craftsman touched his head and said honestly: "Two adults, don't get excited. The king said that this is an iron sword made of pig iron, and it is not a good sword at all!"