Many times, Rebecca felt that she couldn't understand her ancestors' thoughts—but a girl with a strong head had the advantage of not forcing herself to understand things that she couldn't understand. Anyway, her ancestors couldn't speak well. Wrong, just follow suit.
Seeing Rebecca who happily took the order to leave, but didn't even ask why the stone was burned, Gawain couldn't help but rubbed his chin and muttered: Sure enough, everyone is born with limited talent points. At least look at the dice. A person like Rebecca is probably born after rolling a handful of mathematics and brain holes, and the rest are all 1s...
But it doesn't matter, anyway, the blueprints and basic operation methods are given to her, just let her look at it and toss it by herself. The actual case of the Mowang No. 1 project has proved that, apart from being straightforward and low in EQ, this girl often comes up with unsatisfactory ideas, and she really has amazing talents in mathematics and fields that require creativity. The contestant should throw it out and let her do her best to die. As long as she can't die, there will usually be unexpected gains, and adding a lot of rules to her will easily limit the results.
Besides, even Gao Wen himself is not sure how many of the native methods he restored through the earth's memory will be successful...
After throwing the task of "burning stones" to Rebecca, Gawain went to the farmland to check the progress of reclamation, and confirmed that the waterwheel had started to be made. Throw the furnace to the old blacksmith Hammer.
The old blacksmith expressed his unconcealed astonishment at the blueprint that Gao Wen took out.
He was really surprised.
Hammer knew that the lord was paying attention to the issue of the new furnace, and he still remembered that Gawain had collected some opinions and suggestions from him on the manufacture of the new furnace a few days ago, but in his concept, a noble lord can do things well This step is already top-notch, and then he will at most find a few craftsmen to come over to help him build a new stove, and occasionally come to check the progress or something—he never expected that Gao Wen would bring the blueprints directly here.
When the lord said that the blueprint for the furnace had been drawn, Hammer's first reaction was neither surprise nor great emotion, but nervousness and headache.
Still the same sentence, a duke, a big noble, a person who should sit in a castle and eat with a golden rice bowl, really knows how to forge iron and how to build a stove? Can the blueprints he made by himself really work
What can I do if I can't use it? Who dares to comment? But if you use it hard... Whose fault is it if something goes wrong
The old blacksmith took the blueprint that Gao Wen handed over with a sad face, and secretly made up his mind: If this stove is too whimsical, then he must not tell it. At worst, he nodded and agreed first, and then tried to build a stove that was close in appearance but A completely different stove came out. If the lord really finds it tricky and asks, he will say that the illiterate apprentices and slave laborers are too stupid to build a new stove properly...
He continued this idea until he saw the design drawing with exquisite structure and reasonable layout.
Gawain saw Hammer's reaction completely in his eyes, and smiled.
He is not a blacksmith. To be honest, even in his previous life, he had no experience related to steel smelting or forging, but which keyboard expert who has come from the era of information explosion can't pull out a bunch of theoretical knowledge
Of course, a strong keyboard player with only theoretical knowledge is actually useless, but it doesn't matter, he still has the memory of Gawain Cecil.
Gawain Cecil was not a blacksmith, but the first Duke of the East was a blacksmith, and when the Duke of the East invited everyone to drink, his important bragging material was the knowledge of steel smelting. Coupled with the close personal relationship, Gawain Cecil was dragged by the first Duke of the East to practice next to the furnace many times, so he naturally knew the structure of a qualified furnace.
Combining the two layers of knowledge, together with the suggestions given by Rebecca and Hetty and the small loss on the hairline, it is still possible to draw a blueprint.
But self-confidence is self-confidence, and Gao Wen has not yet reached the level of blind arrogance. He is well aware of the disadvantages of laymen leading experts, and he knows that his identity can easily make real experts in the territory dare not speak up when facing him. Therefore, I took the initiative to say: "I remade this drawing according to some furnaces in the Gondor period. It may not be suitable for the actual situation. It is just to give you an idea. How to make this furnace work is up to you." —You can modify it at will, as long as it meets my requirements."
"No, no, this design is already very reasonable," Hamel said hurriedly, "There is no lack of any structure that the furnace should have, and they can all be connected well, and this idea of continuous smelting... as long as the continuous melting Put in ore, and clean out the slag, will it keep burning?"
"That's right, it's continuous," Gawain nodded. "But in this way, the usual way of working around a furnace with a blacksmith and a few apprentices may not be suitable, right?"
Hammer obviously didn't think of this before. He was still immersed in the wonderful idea of the new furnace. When Gao Wen reminded him, he suddenly realized what such a furnace with high efficiency and no need to turn off the flame meant.
As if it was some kind of professional intuition, he realized that there was a deep gully between the tinkling blacksmith shop in the past and the furnace in front of him.
Thinking of the large courtyard with a length and width of 100 meters, where dozens of sets of furnaces could be placed, he stared at Gawain with wide eyes: "Master..."
"Steel, steel is the basis of everything—of course, all kinds of other strange metals must be counted here," Gawain said while taking out another thing from his pocket and handing it to Hammer, "I inquire After that, you are literate, so you should be able to understand these things."
Blacksmiths are the upper class among commoners. Although they are still commoners, they hold hammers, and those family warriors and even apprentice knights who hold long swords and whips have roughly similar status. Everyone is responsible for smelting steel and forging weapons for the Cecil family, and their status is even more unusual, so Hammer can read and write—his father is very enlightened in this regard.
After receiving the paper from Gao Wen, Hammer just scanned it roughly before his eyes widened in surprise.
"So... is this still a blacksmith's shop?"
"No, this is the Cecil Iron Works." Gawain looked into the eyes of the old blacksmith, "I want a large amount of steel, which will even exceed the sum of all the steel you have seen in your life, the new furnace and the magic net one They are just the foundation of the foundation, and these things need a supporting and new production structure to support them.”
This is a transformation from a workshop to a factory. Even Gao Wen himself doesn't know what effect this rigid, top-down reorganization will have, but he really can't wait any longer.
He can't wait for this society to slowly develop into the budding of capital and the industrial revolution. Even if he is willing to wait, that thing in the sky may not be willing to wait.
When you are immersed in farming and the branch base has not yet opened, a wave of aliens and a wave of magic are brushed on your face at the same time. Is this still playable? !
The progress of Magic Net No. 1 allowed him to see the opportunity for the great development of productivity—in other words, the productivity has already reached the point where it can be greatly developed, but in this world where magic power exists, it is stuck in place. Wangyihao is the hope of liberating this imprisonment.
Failure is magic, success is magic.
Hammer was lost in thought, but found that he couldn't think of anything—this was beyond his world view, and he, who had been working hard all his life, couldn't find his place in the steel for the first time: "Master, If you really follow your plan, so many steel furnaces... how many blacksmiths are needed to use them? I am the only blacksmith in the territory... "
"Smelting ore and steel processing will be separated sooner or later and become two parts. I have follow-up arrangements for these." Gawain glanced at Hammer, "After seeing the design of the new furnace, you should know that I It's not a whim."
Such a dangerous idea really came to Hammer's mind just now, but Gawain reminded him with a word, reminding him of the bold and reasonable furnace design.
After a few seconds of silence, Gawain spoke deliberately and unhurriedly: "Do you think I'm a stupid nobleman full of naive ideas and all kinds of whimsical ideas, but who doesn't understand reality at all?"
Hamilton broke out in a cold sweat: "No, no, how could you be..."
"It's normal for you to have such an idea, because I think more than 90% of other nobles in this era have the same evaluation," Gao Wen laughed, "living in a castle, aloof, luxurious and naive, don't understand How do grains grow, and I don’t know how to forge iron, build houses, and log trees, but I still like to give orders that are impossible to achieve, right?”
Hammer stared at Gao Wen dumbfounded, and held back for a long time, but he didn't say the word "confidant".
How could this duke, who was seven hundred years ago, be so incisive when he commented on nobles
"You must be wondering why I evaluate them so brilliantly. It's very simple - I am Gawain Cecil, and I led people to open up wasteland here seven hundred years ago when this land was still barren," Gao said. Wen looked into Hammer's eyes, "We didn't live in the castle at that time. When it comes to work, I'm afraid many craftsmen in this territory are not my opponents."
Hammer's face changed slightly, and he nodded slowly.
Gawain put his hand on the old blacksmith's shoulder: "So do as I said, the first step is to complete the construction of the new furnace."
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Betty trotting over.
"Master!" The little maid still took a few breaths, then bent over clumsily and exaggeratedly, "Miss Amber is back! She also brought a... a..."
Betty thought hard, and said loudly: "A dirty old man!"