Zhou Qingfeng doesn’t understand forging or machinery. But he knows that development based on manpower is too slow, and labor efficiency must be improved. If he wants to do something unusual, he has to make a fuss about power - that’s what happened in the industrial revolution.
Come here.
There are no big rivers in the Black Forest, but the wind is almost unlimited.
When Zhou Qingfeng first arrived in Tieliang Village, he was deeply impressed by the huge windmill in the village. After the construction of Harmony Village, he immediately paid a high price to recruit people and got many skilled workers from Tieliang Village to build windmills. For this reason, Tieliang Village
The leader, Fei Zhe, hated him to death.
It's just that windmills are difficult to build, and forging machines are even more difficult to build. Among them, power transmission and bearing mechanisms are the most difficult. Zhou Qingfeng returned to the real world twice, but he checked some information online. However..., the time was too short
, I couldn’t understand it at all for a while.
An IQ of ten is a flaw!
Zhou Qingfeng could only give a rough idea and left the problem to the blacksmith and carpenter he had collected.
Fortunately, the big windmill in Iron Furnace Village was used as a physical example, and the human craftsmen hired at a high price maintained it all year round. In addition, the dwarf craftsmen who came later were not only good at blacksmithing. After more than a month of tossing, a wind power prototype was finally built.
But this thing was a disaster just after it was installed. Either the beam broke during the forging, or the anvil was tilted during the impact. Either the bearing bush of the windmill was not lubricated enough, causing friction and heat and then jammed, or the forging machine found the ground after working for a few hours.
sink.
The forging hammer used by ordinary blacksmiths only weighs two to three kilograms. A forging hammer weighing more than ten kilograms is beyond the reach of ordinary people, let alone a few swings. But the wind-powered forging machine is different.
A forging hammer weighing tens of kilograms fell from a height of one meter. The potential energy was too great and it continued continuously. Various unexpected situations continued to occur, and even brought great dangers. The completely inexperienced craftsmen were overwhelmed and exhausted.
Cope with various emergencies.
But everyone in the forging field is very enthusiastic about the ability of the wind forging machine. Because even if it is extremely impossible, as long as it works for one hour, the semi-finished products it completes are comparable to the best forging masters in the world, and the output is higher.
It's a complete blast.
Who doesn't like such a good thing?
The foreign Robin immediately forgot about his original purpose and was determined to study this magical machine in front of him.
In fact, the machine structure is very simple, it is just a simple gantry. The forging hammer driven by the wind moves up and down in the gantry and hits the forgings placed on the anvil - it cannot be made if it is too complicated, right? Everyone is.
Newbie, zero experience.
The dwarf who maintains the forging machine is also very distressed, "This thing looks very simple, but there are always problems when using it. The trouble now is the one-meter-long chute on the gantry."
It is handmade by us and spliced into several sections. After being used for a period of time, this thing will deform. Once deformed, the entire forging machine will be damaged. So we must keep an eye on it and stop the machine immediately for repairs if we find deformation."
Robin stood under the three-meter-high forging machine and felt the force of the heavy blow when the forging hammer fell. With each forging blow, the red-hot iron material on the anvil would explode with a large number of sparks. The impurities and holes in the iron material would also explode.
In this process, it is greatly reduced and becomes fine and compact.
After watching for an hour, the gantry chute was indeed deformed. The forging machine immediately stopped working, and several craftsmen quickly took it apart and banged it back to its original shape. If it could not be restored, they could only replace it with a new one.
Robin was very strong and volunteered to repair the chute. The other craftsmen were too lazy to work hard, so they stood aside and told him where to knock, and to stop when he hit any conditions. He was happy and was willing to work hard. After a while, he was attacked by the dwarf foreman.
of praise.
After finishing knocking, Robin rushed to learn how to assemble it. But during the assembly process, he suddenly found that the partner he was working with looked familiar. The person opposite was also staring at him, and both parties were surprised.
After struggling for more than an hour, the forging machine resumed work again.
Robin and the familiar people looked at each other in disbelief. They all avoided everyone and went to a quiet place to meet. Robin saw that no one was watching around him and shouted: "Martin, you're the 'King of Blacksmiths'
Chief Forger, why are you here?"
‘King of Blacksmiths’ is the honorific title of Gond, the god of crafts and forging. The chief forger is often Gond’s most devout believer in a certain place and is definitely the best blacksmith.
The blacksmith named 'Martin' was short and stocky. He glanced around cautiously and asked with the same surprise: "Aren't you, the secret agent of the Duke of Os, also here? Don't tell me, you are a professional
Come here to blacksmith."
Robin's face sank, "I am here to have my responsibilities. Being a blacksmith is just to facilitate my movement. And you..., you have no reason to come to blacksmith, right? Are you?
for......"
Robin's eyes looked at the working wind forging machine. Forger Martin's face immediately sank, "Don't think about it, I was invited. I have a friend in Cold Wind City, and he wrote to me
, asked some questions. I was curious and came over."
Haha..., Robin looked at the dress of the forger opposite, sneered and shook his head: "You didn't reveal your true identity, otherwise how could the chief forger do such hard work?
The appearance of this machine may even make you feel uneasy, right? Its forging ability can even easily surpass yours, but it is under the control of an evil force. This is nothing to the church of the 'King of Blacksmiths'
Good thing."
Isn't that a good thing? It's simply miserable.
The principle of a machine that has such a revolutionary impact on forging is not complicated, but it was actually made under the guidance of a layman who didn't understand blacksmithing at all. Where does this make the 'King of Blacksmiths' look? This is going to be shaky.
Belief.
Either destroy this kind of thing, or learn it secretly and make one yourself.
It's just that these thoughts cannot be told to outsiders. After being exposed in person, Forger Martin showed a bit of anger. He snorted coldly: "What do you want as a spy? Don't make me anxious."
The believers of Gond are all straight-headed, and when they are annoyed, they will just use the forging hammer to fight with others. Robin knows that these guys who only have forging in their heads are not easy to offend, so he quickly said: "Don't worry, you know I have also been a blacksmith.
, are also interested in this machinery.”
"You also want to steal... and learn how to make this kind of machinery?" Martin asked in a deep voice.
Robin nodded quickly.
The two were silent, and each glanced around a few more times. Martin waved and led Robin to the toilet in the forge. The two men were discussing in low voices inside.
"This thing is still immature and has a lot of problems. But even so, there are still many technologies that I cannot master. Especially the windmill uses a lot of mechanical technologies that are only available to elves, such as a thing called a 'bearing bush'.
The most important thing.”
"Is there no way to get this technology from somewhere? Or whoever knows the most in the forging field, let's get rid of him."
"Bǎng jià? You go and tie up Victor Hugo here. He designed this thing, and it is said that the original drawings are in his bedroom. As for the other blacksmiths' limited abilities, I don't know much about it."
"Now what?"
"There is a way. I heard that someone is selling this blueprint."
"Then buy it quickly."
"Are you sure it's not a trap, and the blueprint is too expensive, it actually costs five hundred gold coins."
"Hiss... it's indeed too expensive."
The two were discussing in the toilet, and 'Swift Shadow' strolled outside the forging field. He asked the dwarf who managed this place: "Are there any new people coming today? If not, I will ask again tomorrow."
The dwarf nodded and said that one had just arrived today. Quick Shadow was immediately overjoyed and wanted to go into the forge to find someone.
The halfling girl was passing by with a whip. When she saw the sneaky 'Quick Shadow', she quickly ran over and asked: "Dead horse, what are you doing?"
"I...? I didn't do anything." 'Jiying' turned around and wanted to run away.
Kelly shouted: "Victor has been with the Necromancer during this period, but you are running around so diligently. It's rare."
'Shiying' suddenly sighed and said: "The master gave me a task to find a few fat sheep. But I haven't met a single fat sheep in the past few days. Nowadays, the secrets of the elven ruins are sold too much, and the adventurers are communicating in private.
Outdated information is worthless and they won’t look for me anymore.”
Kelly glared and whirred the whip, "Don't come here. How can that fool Victor fool this queen? You are just one of his horses, let alone lie in front of me.
Tell me, are you targeting someone who wants to make extra money secretly?"
"No, no, all the transcribed confidential files are numbered. I'm just a horse, how could it be possible..."
"No need to make up lies, you found the fat sheep, right? I'll help you."
"Oh...? Then you get half of the money."
"Where are the fat sheep?"
"Rubio said that two more fat sheep came to the village today, but the old profiteer refused to say who the two fat sheep were? I guess the fat sheep are not in the forge but in the military camp. I hope their wallets will not let me down."
The horse and the girl looked at each other and smiled.