In Powell's imagination, the blacksmith's shop in the village is a closed greenhouse. There were a few large furnaces built with bricks, one or two blacksmiths matched five or six apprentices, sweating profusely around the anvil and constantly waving forge hammers.
But when Powell asked for directions and walked to the forging yard of Harmony Village, the "blacksmith shop" built by Zhou Qingfeng's hundreds of gold coins was far beyond his imagination.
The furnace mouth of the melting furnace is full of flames, the jet of air circulates in the heat storage chamber, and the towering chimney is full of heat. A pottery pipe draws in water, which not only cools the temperature of the chimney, but also provides hot water for the villagers in the village.
The design and scale of this melting furnace and heat storage chamber alone stopped Powell. He looked up at the chimney that was seven or eight meters high, and after a simple assessment, he felt that it was completely unlike a newly established village in the Black Forest.
"Hey..., are you new here?" A rough dwarf came out of the forge, beckoning and shouting: "Come here, come here, I will arrange work for you."
Walking past the melting furnace is an animal crusher. The two horses drive the rollers to initially crush the mined iron ore. The crushed ore is screened and refined and crushed many times, which can improve the grade, reduce fuel consumption, and improve smelting efficiency.
Zhou Qingfeng has always wanted to make coking, but it is also technically difficult. At the same time, he has not found suitable high-calorific coal. The peat in the voodoo swamp can only be used as ordinary fuel and cannot be used for smelting.
Harmony Village can only use charcoal, which is said to be no problem for smelting. But I don’t know what went wrong with the iron melting furnace, the furnace temperature could not rise up alive, and liquid iron could not be obtained at present.
Behind the melting furnace is the forging yard. The smelted sponge iron is pulled out of the furnace mouth, and it will soon enter the next forging process-the quality of the sponge iron is too poor and must be forged to remove impurities, which completely does not meet Zhou Qingfeng's expectations.
Smelting is an extremely professional science, even refractory bricks are divided into acid and alkali. For the Harmony Village, which casually digs mud and burns bricks and builds stoves, there are too many technological trees that are lacking.
But it didn't take long for the Harmony Village to be established, and it was beyond the expectations of all the blacksmiths and apprentices in the Forge. In their eyes this is already a miracle. This miracle even frightened Powell. The Harmonious Village hidden deep in the Black Forest actually has a forge where hundreds of people work.
Although there is no coke, the Black Forest provides abundant and cheap wood as raw materials, and the iron ore valley also has an endless supply of ore, which provides convenient conditions for smelting and production. Although the sponge iron is a bit rotten, the output is still quite large. If this development continues, it will be difficult for this village to become prosperous.
"Give me an anvil and a forging hammer, I can build anything you want." Powell saw a few blacksmith apprentices who were forging with a hammer, and recovered a bit of confidence. "I'm a very good blacksmith. ."
The dwarf of the forge squeezed Powell's arm and nodded in approval. But he shook his head again and said, "You don't need to be an apprentice. The forging here is not the same as elsewhere. It doesn't require too much craftsmanship, but a bit of patience."
"Patience?" Powell smiled again: "My patience is also very good."
The dwarf still shook his head, and continued to lead Powell into the forge. The latter quickly saw a huge forging machine at work, and the forging hammer was constantly moving up and down, hitting the sponge iron placed on the anvil.
The size of this forging machine is beyond Powell's imagination. What shocked him even more was that the forging machine did not rely on human or animal power. The movable forging hammer seemed to be moving by itself, and the forging force was quite large. Every time it hits, it made a deafening sound, and the throbbing chest and lungs were trembling.
"This is..." Powell's brain buzzed, but he didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment. He worked as a blacksmith for many years before he became famous, and he did have a superb forging craftsmanship. But he had never seen such a rattling thing.
"When did you dwarves make such a terrible thing?"
The dwarf shook his head, "No, it was not made by us. Every blacksmith who comes here will be frightened by this stuff, and our dwarves are no exception. This is a wind forging machine, which is driven by the never-ending trend in the Black Forest. Hammer. This thing is very powerful!"
It is indeed very strong. The forging hammer is at least 50 kilograms, and it is pulled up to a height of one meter, and the strength is far beyond normal human beings. Powell couldn't strike with such a strong force even if he applied the'brilliant force'. I'm afraid we need the giants of Yunxiao to be comparable.
"Then whose idea is this?"
"It's the idea of the local lord, our Lord Victor Hugo. He brought a group of human blacksmiths from the Iron Mine Valley of the Black Forest, and built this thing after imitating the windmills of the Elf Forge.
The forged sponge iron will be greatly improved in quality, and then handed over to the apprentices in the forging yard to further build and produce high-quality tools and weapons. "
"The lord here actually knows forging?"
"I guess so."
The dwarf led Powell to the interior of the forging yard and could see a windmill about ten meters high turning on the roof. The size of the windmill is not big, but the advantage is that the power is even, and it almost never stops.
According to the dwarf, only one forging machine is currently installed in the forging yard. The machine is still very rough, and it needs to be repaired and adjusted from time to time. In order for this thing to work properly, more than a dozen humans and dwarf craftsmen have to guard it day and night, and must be patient.
Because no one has used this stuff in the past, no one has experience. His Excellency Hugo gave up even more. He only said that he would make reliable windmills and wind forging machines, and he would give out bonuses to make everyone happy.
"Don't look at the strength of this forging machine, but because of its strength, it is too easy to break. It must stop for maintenance every one or two hours of work, otherwise it will break itself up.
The dwarf kept complaining, but his tone was full of pride. Because as long as the forging machine works for one hour, its forging capacity exceeds one hundred skilled blacksmiths. The tough iron material is soft like dough in front of it, saving a lot of effort.
Most of the more than one hundred apprentices in the forge did not count as blacksmith's work. They are responsible for further forging, finishing and other fine processing of the iron processed by the forging machine, and the production efficiency far exceeds that of ordinary blacksmiths in other worlds.
As the so-called "strength works miracles", the forging hammer of the wind forging machine can easily solve many problems in the sponge iron, such as porosity, deformation and oxidation. This is a difficult problem that no skilled blacksmith can solve.
In order to develop the smelting industry, Zhou Qingfeng tried his best to bring semi-finished mechanical parts from the real world. But in the past, he could only bring less than 13 kilograms of items at a time, and was forced to dismantle and simplify the real iron melting furnace, crusher, and forging machine, and assemble them again after arriving in another world.
However, there are constant problems in this assembly process.
But...
Powell picked up a semi-finished forged long knife casually, and with a light flick, he could feel that the knife had a fine body and good texture. Even in a few southern cities where the forging industry is developed, this is a top-quality product.
In that moment, Powell actually changed his mind—I want to master the secret of this forging machine, and not allow the evil Victor Hugo to block this incredible technology. It must be stolen.
This thing will definitely make a lot of money.