Powell is not the only person who covets this site and the skills of the village, and he has a mess of minds and spirits from all walks of life. It was also impossible for Zhou Qingfeng to pry everyone's brains apart for inspection, as long as it was not a particularly bad event, it would be good to stabilize the overall situation without losing control.
The village has been established for a few months, and this method of maintaining stability has been working well. As time goes by, the strength of the village becomes stronger, and the weird-minded people have to dispel a lot of thoughts of getting rid of the fire, and turn to seek benefits from cooperation.
People like Powell and Martin can't manage a lot of people in the village.
But the sudden tide of monsters disrupted all the step-by-step development plans of Zhou Qingfeng, forcing him to forge ahead again, not to slacken his life. If you want to explore the elven ruins, you can't just make a fuss.
Occupy the jackal's lair as a transit point. Follow-up personnel, training, and equipment all need to be strengthened.
Zhou Qingfeng's forging yard amazed many human and dwarven blacksmiths, but he was not satisfied. The temperature of the melting furnace is not high enough, and the ore can only be burned into sponge iron, which cannot be tolerated. The forging machine is unreliable, and strikes several times a day, let alone unbearable.
Details determine success or failure. Zhou Qingfeng used to be a keyboard man at best, and his understanding of many things was half a bucket of water. In order to solve a large number of problems, he can only go to reality for advice. Among them, the smelting of indigenous steelmaking is the foundation and must be solved first.
Nantou Township Machine Repair Factory..., a small restaurant next to it.
The chef is this countryman who opens a restaurant to do business on weekdays. There are occasional celebrations in the villages and villages, and he is also invited to take the lead. The cauldron of the back kitchen is hot at the moment, and a plate of green pepper-fried wild pork is about to be served.
The meaty aroma is mouth-watering. The mechanics in the machine repair shop are all unable to sit still. They are regarded as a collective enterprise run by the township, but their income is limited on weekdays, and they can't openly eat meat.
In the 1970s and 1980s, pork was 70 cents per catty, and since the 1990s, pork has soared to more than two yuan per catty. It sounds like it's still cheap, but it can be converted to a price of two hundred yuan per catty. So expensive, who can afford it? A little oily month is not bad.
Today Zhou Qingfeng treats him. He got the wild boar, and the processing fee is the pig's offal. The chef of the restaurant was also happy. The fried pork with green peppers was just put on the table, and the braised pork was still braised in the pot. In addition, the seasonal side dishes are served casually, all fried with lard.
Several people in the machine repair shop had an appetite when they smelled the smell of meat, and swept up the dishes as soon as they were on the table. A master looked at the apprentices really outrageous, and couldn't help but snorted, "That's enough, Xiao Zhou didn't move his chopsticks, you ate all the meat."
With a laugh at the table, the mechanic drank the soju himself, and then asked Zhou Qingfeng: "Xiao Zhou, what's the matter straightforward. We are all old friends. This table is too rich to let you go to waste." money."
The Xiangli Machinery Repair Factory has earned thousands of dollars from Zhou Qingfeng in the past two or three months. Anyone who sees him is like seeing the God of Wealth. He was not polite, so he asked: "I just want to ask if anyone in the village knows how to make steel or iron."
The mechanic slapped the table and happily said, "Xiao Zhou, you are here prepared. If you ask the right person, I understand. There was a small steel factory in the city, and I started as a furnace worker. After working for more than 20 years, I almost became the workshop director when I left."
"I want to get a little blast furnace." Zhou Qingfeng took out a crumpled book from his arms.
The mechanical repair master glanced at the title of the book, "Indigenous Iron Smelting", Cultural Revolution edition. He immediately laughed and patted Zhou Qingfeng's shoulder vigorously. The apprentices at the table were also overwhelmed with joy, hehehe kept on.
This laughter is too annoying, and it is boring for Zhou Qingfeng to be a boss.
"You read this book about steelmaking? This book is not good." The mechanic pours himself a cup of'earth-burning', and said seriously: "Smelting is a technical job, it must be scientific, and it must not be messy. Where do you get this? Book
The content of this kind of'local law or something' is too simple and even wrong. Doing what it says in the book will only waste money, and the iron produced is useless at all. This is a nonsense thing back then, and you must not believe it. "
Zhou Qingfeng was even more boring, and he couldn't hold back his face. But he still had a back hand, and took out a big basket from under the dining table.
Yes, it is a bamboo stick basket that is so ugly that it is used to hold vegetables.
The mechanic bowed his head for joy, reached out his hand and grabbed two or three small tin boxes from the basket. The apprentices in several other mechanic workshops also had bright eyes and a happy face.
"Canned meat, the production date is very recent. This is a good thing." The mechanic grabbed a dozen boxes in one breath and placed them on the table in front of him. He looked at Zhou Qingfeng again, and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Zhou, do you want to contract our machine repair shop?"
contract? I didn't mean it. My plan was frustrated. I originally wanted to use adventurers from other worlds to develop the Black Forest and do some processing with the help of abundant resources.
But now there is a sudden wave of monsters, so I can only do a lot of work on construction. However, metal tools cannot be dealt with due to the smelting problem, so I wanted to ask how to make iron.
Zhou Qingfeng didn't say anything badly, thinking about how to turn the topic back to how to make steel by indigenous methods. He scratched his head, "I... I didn't plan to contract a machine repair shop."
"Let's come." The mechanic repairer said with an expression of "I understand", "If people don't talk secretly, who doesn't know that you have something to do with the township leaders? The big color TV sets are delivered, and the township cadres can sell them for a small amount of money. A lot of household appliances are also rare imports.
Who in the village doesn't owe you personal love? As long as you speak, the mechanic workshop is definitely yours. The factory was almost out of wages in the first few months. If you hadn't placed an order for purchase suddenly, we would have been drinking Northwest Wind. If you are willing to take over, no one will disagree. "
Yes yes yes..., a bunch of apprentices from mechanic workshops also nodded again and again. One of the apprentices was funny and smiled specially: "Boss Zhou has spent a few weeks to get through the relationship, he has the strength! If our factory works with you, life will definitely be better."
Zhou Qingfeng was still dumbfounded, and emphasized: "I'm talking about steel."
The mechanic also lowered his voice, "Steel is easy to say, there is a small electric furnace in the factory. There is no special technical content in scrap steel making, I will help you check it, there is no problem at all.
Although our Tianyang City is poor, there are many small hydropower stations in the mountainous area, and the electricity bill is cheap. You eat and give away canned food, so much face, I absolutely support you. "
Wait.... This topic completely deviated from Zhou Qingfeng’s expectations. He couldn’t talk about the'local steelmaking' anymore, so he nodded, pretending to be sympathetic, and laughed a few times, which caused him Everyone at the table laughed. In fact, he didn't even know what he was laughing at.
With plenty of wine and food, Zhou Qingfeng received a bunch of promises to support the contract. He wanted to ask questions about steelmaking and coking, but he didn't ask anything. He went back to his repair shop in distress. After a while, Mr. Ma Jing came back thief.
"Bad boy, I heard that you want to contract the machine repair shop in the village?"
Zhou Qingfeng wanted to shook his head and said that he didn't actually have this plan, but Teacher Ma approached him and whispered: "I helped you go to the village to ask, and the leaders agreed. The mayor also said that you are quite sensible and took the initiative to relieve the burden on the village. "
Is there a mistake? I don't have this idea at all!
I just want to ask how to smelt steel? I didn’t even produce molten iron in the local steel-making method in another world. As a result, I was ridiculed as soon as I spoke, and I was also detained as a'contracting machinery repair shop'.
Zhou Qingfeng looked shocked. The young female teacher just realized that the two were too close, and moved a little apart, waiting proudly for praise. He expected Ai Ai for a long time, "This matter is just an intention, and it needs to be considered for a long time. It needs to carefully study the feasibility."
"You should be cautious." Teacher Ma boasted, "After all, there are tens of thousands of contract fees a year."
"Yes, yes, I actually think about starting from steel raw materials, such as ore processing, fuel sources, how to refractory bricks, and coking. There are many difficulties in this, and I must fully understand before I can get an accurate assessment. "
Zhou Qingfeng said tactfully that he hadn't considered this matter at all, but Teacher Ma would be wrong. She immediately shouted in a big deal: "I'll go to help you inquire. Now no one in the village refuses to give me face. Even the township chief's office, I dare to break into."
Eh..., wait a minute!
Zhou Qingfeng wanted something bad, so he waved to call Ma Jing back.
Teacher Ma really came back and whispered: "The people at the mechanic factory said you have a lot of canned meat in your hand. I know that your men have poor face, so I am embarrassed to run. Give me some and I will give you gifts."
This... ... !
Why do you all misunderstand me? I really didn't want to contract any machine repair shop!