With the usual elegance of the elves, it is unimaginable for them to wield mining picks in the pitch-black mines. In order to obtain the necessary ores, the elves of Silverleaf City tried their best to use their expertise in arcana, machinery and alchemy to improve
efficiency.
For Zhou Qingfeng, the wind machine left by the elves can still be used, but the mining machine driven by magic power is completely dumbfounded. Xili is not a great arcanist, so she cannot provide stable arcane energy, so she can only.
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"We dwarves have a simpler method. We can pull a few draft horses to drive the ventilation device, and get some oxen to push the mining rotary cutter. The mined ore is loaded onto the mine cart, and the wind is used to drive the winch to drag it out of the mine. This is the same.
It saves effort and is cheap.”
Earthly methods can still be used. The gray dwarf Bruno assured Zhou Qingfeng that his method will definitely work, "Arcane energy is too expensive, and only the elves on the surface can afford it. The dark elves underground are very economical."
There is no fodder in the black forest. The feed for cattle and horses is the same as human rations. It is all obtained by Zhou Qingfeng using soul crystals to trade with the succubus. The abyss does not produce food, and Medeisi also gives the order to herself in the main material world.
servant.
Harmony Village raises nearly two hundred cows and horses. In order to serve these animals, Uncle Zhou almost died. But even if he died, he had to grit his teeth. Otherwise, it would be even worse if he relied on human power.
A cart of high-quality iron ore left the mine in Ironforge Village and was pulled by a carriage to the iron-making furnace in Harmony Village. The wood cut down from the Black Forest was burned in the furnace, turning the ore into fiery red molten iron.
Molten iron is poured into the mold and solidifies into red-hot bar iron. The bar iron at this time is often filled with sponge-like cavities and must be sent to a pneumatic forging machine for forging to remove impurities and eliminate internal loose defects.
Zhou Qingfeng has asked the blacksmiths at the forge to figure out different iron-to-carbon ratios, and the methods are all written on papyrus. However, it will take a long time of exploration and learning to actually master and mass-produce high-carbon steel and low-carbon steel.
The forged iron bars are sent for subsequent processing. The blacksmith apprentices in the forge will use these iron materials to produce swords and shields, or plows and pots. With sufficient iron ore, the first thing Zhou Qingfeng needs to do is
The thing is...
Promote iron tools to the residents of the Black Forest.
Have you ever seen several households that don’t even have a pot? There is one in the Black Forest.
Have you ever seen a polished stone used as a machete to cut down trees? There is one in the Black Forest.
Have you ever seen a kitchen knife that can be used as a family heirloom, and the handle is broken and replaced repeatedly for decades? There is one in the Black Forest.
Zhou Qingfeng already knew how poor his villagers were. But before he could deal with Fei Zhe in Tieliang Village, he could only watch.
The production capacity of the other world is too poor. Zhou Qingfeng has soul crystals, but the succubus's business network cannot provide so many tools, just like it cannot provide enough food.
After he was able to fully control enough manpower, material resources and strong prestige, Zhou Qingfeng immediately turned against him and happily told those obstructive 'wallpapers' to get out.
The original production system was too inefficient and backward, so it was abandoned. With the addition of the Elf mining field and the wind-driven forging machine, the production capacity increased by ten or even dozens of times compared with the past. Villagers in Harmony Village can finally have one pot per household and one knife per capita.
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Simple tasks like felling trees and logging can be done faster and better. Zhou Qingfeng finally no longer has to spend precious gold coins to purchase the most common iron tools from Succubus, successfully achieving import substitution.
"Is it easy for me to do this?" Zhou Qingfeng held a steel saw blade in his hand, bending it repeatedly to test its toughness. Beside him were several blacksmith apprentices in the forge, all of them laughing happily.
Compared with rough axes, saw blades are considered "high-tech" products with technical content. The ax can be made of ordinary iron materials, but the saw blade must be made of steel. Because the working environment of the saw blade is much worse than that of the axe.
The quality of the bar iron produced in the forging field fluctuates greatly. According to the formal standards, this thing is not even as good as the "strip steel" whose production capacity has been eliminated. But in the other world, all of Uncle Zhou's bar iron are high-quality products.
Select the best from the forged bar iron and select some of the best quality saw blades for production. Because the bar iron used to produce saw blades needs to be cold rolled, quenched and tempered, if the quality is not good, it will break.
"Oh, we used to buy saw blades from the south. Not only were they expensive, but they were often out of stock. I wanted to buy more, but they still didn't sell them. Now we can finally produce them ourselves. This saves us a lot of gold coins."
Zhou Qingfeng was very satisfied with the apprentices in the forging field, "Okay, you have done a good job, and your salary will be raised by one level. In addition, each person will receive a bonus of five gold coins."
Most of the apprentices in the forge are armed attendants in the past. They sound majestic in name, but they are actually just handymen who eat scraps. It's great to follow Uncle Zhou, enjoy good food and drink, and live a much better life.
"Produce well and sell the saw blades to the south in the future. We will lower the price of these iron tools and make all the blacksmiths in the south go bankrupt." Zhou Qingfeng smiled cheerfully, and the apprentices naturally laughed even more.
After leaving the forge, Zhou Qingfeng went to the village's warehouse. There were hundreds of sets of iron plows and hoes for agricultural farming. The plane passage opened, and the succubus Medeisi stared at him with a frown and said displeasedly: "What are you doing again?"
Do you want me to transport these worthless farm tools to you?"
"You promised before that I would send you the equipment left behind on the demonic battlefield, and you would guarantee to supply me with food for 10,000 people in the next ten years."
"Don't worry, it's no problem. I have already arranged this."
"But based on the amount of food supply you gave me before, I'm worried that you have no idea how difficult it is to grow food in the main material world."
The succubus' charming face showed confusion, but it still admitted: "Okay, I don't understand how you humans grow food? But what does this have to do with you getting these plows?"
"You'd better ask your servant first if his farmers need a lot of iron plows?" Zhou Qingfeng said, "Judging from the grain output you provided, I suspect that the production methods of those farmers are still quite backward."
The succubus frowned even more tightly. It believed that it had lived far longer than Zhou Qingfeng, and should be more cunning, more knowledgeable, and smarter than that kid. For the first time, it proactively cut off contact with Zhou Qingfeng and turned to
Ask your own human servants.
Thousands of miles away in the south, in Whigburg, a large city with a population of hundreds of thousands, Archbishop Dimitri in a cassock was looking at the farmers working on the farmland outside the city with worry and pity.
The fields are the property of the church, and the farmers are also believers of the church. Dimitri has been operating in Whigburg for decades and has the fanatical admiration of tens of thousands of believers. But now he encounters a problem - he has to provide one more person every year
Food rations for ten thousand people.
Dimitri became the archbishop not because he was pious enough, but because there was a devil behind him to help him. He cultivated high-quality believers, but secretly harvested their souls and gave them to the devil in exchange for all kinds of incredible miracles.
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The devil had asked him to continuously provide food before, and he had already given away all the food he had on hand. Now he asked for food rations for ten thousand people, and he had to do it every year, which was really too much.
The wheat yield in Whigburg is only a few dozen kilograms per acre, and the farmers are too exhausted to grow so much grain out of thin air.
The farmers working in the fields were all dressed in tatters and had sallow complexions and thin bodies. But when they saw the Archbishop passing by the fields, they all knelt down and worshiped him, feeling reverence in their hearts.
In the eyes of the farmers, the respected Archbishop Dimitri is a good man. He recruits refugees, settles their properties, provides medical treatment, and also gives spiritual comfort. This allows the farmers to avoid wandering and have a place to stay, which is a big deal.
of good deeds.
"Dimitri." A stern voice entered directly into the Archbishop's mind.
The archbishop was stroking the heads of several believers. Hearing this, his heart trembled and he silently replied in a humble tone: "Master, what are your orders?"
"Are your farmers short of iron plows and farming tools?" A stern voice asked, "Are they unable to provide enough food for 10,000 people?"
Ah..., Dimitri was a little dazed. How could the devil ask Iron Plow? This has never happened in the past decades. But he still answered respectfully...
"Most of the farmers under me are refugees. They originally had nothing. I recruited them to farm and could only barely build some houses for them.
Iron farm tools are of course good, but they are very expensive, and I cannot afford to buy them for them. It is indeed difficult to provide 10,000 people with food rations every year." Dimitri admitted his difficulty.
"So that's really the case. It seems you are lucky."
"Master, what do you mean?"
"You will receive a large number of farm tools, including hundreds of iron plows in the first batch. The price is very cheap, and you can even get it on credit. The farmers under you will respect you more, and you will have higher prestige."
Ah..., facing those farmers who relied on wooden plows for farming, Dimitri's mind was confused - the devil actually sent him an iron plow? The devil actually cared about human farming. What a strange story through the ages!
Iron plows are labor-saving and more efficient than wooden plows, allowing farmers to cultivate more farmland. When it comes to farming, the quality of farm tools has a great impact.
The archbishop's heart was pounding, and he couldn't wait to announce loudly: "Children, your devout faith will be rewarded. God's grace has come, and you will get a hundred iron plows."
Iron plow?
The poor farmers were the most unbelievable. In this world, iron tools are really expensive. When they confirmed that they had heard correctly, they burst into cheers like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, feeling that their faith had been sanctioned by the gods.
Recognition.
The butterfly wings are flapping, and products from the far north are about to change the entire world.