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Chapter 153 Strong

what to do?

Jin Feng's mind flashed countless thoughts for a moment.

I have heard that some businessmen have been extorted by some crickets, but they just heard of it. After all, he has never been a boss in previous lives, and has no value to be extorted.

Well, after a few days when I came to Dakang, I was stared at by a Hou Ye.

After all, the previous life was a civilized society. Even if it was extorted by the sister -in -law, it was just troublesome to suppress it, but Dakang was different.

Hou Ye killed a civilian, and it was no different from killing chickens.

If you do n’t do it well, you have to lose your life.

These thoughts flickered in Jin Feng's heart. After asking Qinghuai, Jin Feng replied with a smile: "These spinning cars are just gadgets made by the niche for the insiders.

It's okay. "

Although the spinning vehicle was made by itself, it was not worthwhile, but it was so hard on it that Jin Feng was uncomfortable, so he decided to test this Hou Ye.

If the other party still has a bottom line, he will hear Jin Feng not want to sell the spinning vehicle technology.

If the other party has an iron -hearted, Jin Feng can only recognize it.

The gentleman's revenge is not too late for ten years. After finding a bigger backing in the future, he will get more advanced textilers and squeeze the guy.

When he heard that Jin Feng was going to give a spinning car, Qinghuai hadn't answered yet, Xiao'e was unwilling to first.

"Brother, this is made by my brother -in -law for my sister. The grandma of our village, the sister -in -law, and the sister have to eat by the spinning line. If you take away the spinning vehicle, they will have no food, and Xiao'e will be hungry.

Belly. ""

Jin Feng just liked Xiao'e in his heart.

Unless Qinghuai is really shameless, he can do something to grab things with children.

"It turned out to be my wife's beloved, it's Meng Lang."

As Hou Ye, Qinghuai had no shortage of money. Just now he just asked with the mind of picking up the leak.

After hearing the rejection in Jin Feng's words, I broke the thoughts of picking up the leak, just to get a step down through Xiao'e's words: "Little girl, rest assured, I will not let you be hungry.

Take it. "

"Thank you elder brother."

Xiao'e is happy right away.

Qinghuai touched Xiao'e's head, and pointed at the smoke pillars in the distance and asked: "Why is there such a big smoke over there, is it fire?"

"No, that's the brick kiln built by my brother -in -law."

Xiao'e proudly said.

"What about brick kiln in your village?"

Qinghuai asked with a smile.

"My brother -in -law said that children in the village are always unattractive. They are so pitiful that they have built a brick kiln, so that the uncle in the village will work hard when they do not plant it."

"Mr. Righteous."

Qing Huai heard the words, and could not help but admire Jin Feng in his heart.

Jin Feng waved his hand and said modesty: "Poor is alone, and he can help the world.

Qing Huai was about to speak, a man came in with a hoe that broke his two halves, and said with a distress:

"Brother Feng, the hoe is working on the kiln, you can help me repair it when you have time."

Iron is a valuable item in Dakang, and many people's kitchen knives are babies that can be described.

This hoe was passed on to his father, and then his father passed to him again.

"The iron furnace was dismantled by the full warehouse and has not been repaired. Wait a few days."

Jin Feng glanced at the break of the hoe: "You take the things to the full warehouse, wait for the new stove to get it for you to repair, and then give you some iron buns, better than the hoe."

"A shovel is useful for digging soil, but it breaks too easily. You'd better not waste iron."

In fact, shovels appeared a long time ago, but due to the backward smelting process, shovels are easy to break, so not many farmers choose shovels.

Everyone prefers a thick hoe, which can dig, plan and weed.

Where shovels must be used, farmers also use wooden shovels.

"Don't worry, the shovel I made is guaranteed to last for you."

Jin Feng said confidently.

"I believe in Brother Feng's craftsmanship,"

The man smiled and said: "Mancang told me that you want to find a new way to make iron, so that the iron you make will be stronger and more durable."

"Damn it, it's full of warehouses and it's too talkative."

Jin Feng sighed helplessly.

Sure enough, Qinghuai was obviously more interested in iron tools than spinning wheels and brick kilns. As soon as the man left, he asked: "Sir, do you want to improve the method of making iron?"

"It's not an improvement, just some small discoveries. I haven't tried it yet."

It was the first time that he and Qinghuai met, and Jin Feng didn't want to reveal too much before he got to know each other well.

Qinghuai heard the perfunctory tone in Jin Feng's words, but this time he did not give up easily. Instead, he asked: "Sir, what have you discovered? Can you give me some advice?"

After saying that, he solemnly clasped his fists at Jin Feng.

For a nobleman and a commoner, this is already a very high level of etiquette.

If Qinghuai bowed to Jin Feng, the officials of the Ministry of Rites would spray him into a sieve.

Iron weapons are closely related to the military. Jin Feng knew that Qinghuai might not give up unless he asked Qinghuai clearly, so he had to say:

"It's not a big discovery. I discovered when my father was forging iron that the air flow in the furnace was smooth and the more vigorously the charcoal burned, the less impurities the steel produced and its toughness improved.

Therefore, I plan to change the stove to make it easier to ventilate, which should improve the quality of the ironware."

"real?"

Qinghuai's eyes suddenly became bright and bright.

The weapons currently used by Dakang are mainly made of pig iron. The craftsmanship is very rough, but the hardness is high, but it is extremely crisp. It is okay for making farm tools. Farmers value iron tools and use them carefully, but as weapons

No more.

When fighting on the battlefield, you must try your best, otherwise your life will be lost.

Therefore, the damage rate of weapons is very high. After a life-and-death battle, many soldiers' machetes are half-cut.

This also caused many soldiers who could have survived to die on the battlefield.

As a general, Qinghuai was naturally concerned about this.

"These are just conjectures of mine at the moment. The results will not be known until the furnace is built."

Jin Feng didn't dare to speak too fully.

"I wonder how long it will take?"

"It will probably take another five or six days."

Jin Feng thought for a moment and replied.

"Zhong Wu, go to the village and ask who has a spare house and rent it for a month."

Qinghuai said directly: "Remember, have a good discussion with others and don't use your power to bully them."

"yes!"

Zhong Wu agreed, turned around and left.

As soon as he left the hospital, he met Zhang Liang who was coming back from outside.

"Lao Zhang, why are you here?"

Zhong Wu looked at Zhang Liang and was stunned for a moment, then asked with red eyes: "What's wrong with your arm?"

"Old clock?!"

Zhang Liang was also stunned and said excitedly: "I live here, but you, why are you here?"

"The Marquis and I are here to visit the tiger-fighting hero."

Zhong Wu answered and asked again, "What's wrong with your arm?"

"Hou Ye is here too?"
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