In Powell's imagination, the blacksmith shop in the village was a closed greenhouse. There were several large stoves made of bricks, one or two blacksmiths and five or six apprentices, and they were sweating profusely around the anvil and kept waving the hammer.

But when Powell asked for directions and walked to the forging site of Harmony Village, the "blacksmith shop" built by Zhou Qingfeng spent hundreds of gold coins far beyond his imagination.

The furnace entrance of the melting iron furnace is full of flames, and the gushing air flow circulates in the heat storage room, and the towering chimney is full of heat. A pottery-cast pipeline attracts water flow, which not only cools the temperature of the chimney and provides hot water to the villagers in the village.

The design and scale of this melting iron furnace and heat storage chamber alone made Powell stop. He looked up at the chimney seven or eight meters high, and just a brief evaluation, he felt that this place was completely different from a newly established village in a black forest.

"Hey..., are you new?" A rough dwarf came out of the forging site and waved and shouted, "Come here, come here, I'll arrange your work."

Walking through the melting furnace, it is an animal crusher. Two horses drive the milling stick to initially crush the mined iron ore. After screening and refining and crushing, the crushed ore can improve the grade, reduce fuel consumption, and improve smelting efficiency.

Zhou Qingfeng has always wanted to coke, and it is technically difficult, and at the same time he has not found a suitable high-calorie coal. Peat from the voodoo swamp can only be used as ordinary fuel and cannot be used for smelting.

Harmony Village can only use charcoal, and it is okay to use it for smelting. But I don’t know what’s wrong with the melted iron furnace, and the furnace temperature cannot be raised, so liquid iron cannot be obtained at present.

The melted iron furnace is a forging site. The melted sponge iron is pulled out from the furnace mouth and will soon enter the next forging process - the quality of the sponge iron is too poor and must be forged to remove impurities, which is completely inconsistent with Zhou Qingfeng's expectations.

Smelting is an extremely professional science, and even refractory bricks are divided into acid and alkaline properties. For the Harmony Village, which is casually digging and burning bricks to build furnaces, there are too many scientific and technological trees lacking.

But it was not long before Harmony Village was established, and the level that could be achieved now exceeded the expectations of all the blacksmiths and apprentices in the forging site. In their eyes, this was already a miracle. This miracle scared Powell even more. Harmony Village hidden in the Black Forest actually had a forging site where hundreds of people worked.

Although there is no coke, the Black Forest provides rich and cheap wood as raw materials, and the ore in the iron ore valley is endless, providing convenient conditions for smelting and production. Although the sponge iron is a little rotten, the output is still quite large. If this development continues, it is difficult for this village to not be rich.

"Give me an anvil and a forging hammer, and I can create whatever you want." Powell looked at several blacksmith apprentices who were forging hammers and recovered a little bit of confidence. "I am a very good blacksmith."

The dwarf in the forging site pinched Powell's arm and nodded in his approval. But he shook his head and said, "You don't need to do what an apprentice does. The forging here is different from other places. It doesn't require too much skill, but it requires some patience."

"Patient?" Powell smiled again, "My patience is also very good."

The dwarf shook his head and continued to lead Powell to the forging ground. The latter soon saw a huge forging machine working, with the forging hammer constantly moving up and down, hitting the sponge iron placed on the anvil.

The forging machine is so big that it is beyond Powell's imagination. What shocked him even more was that the forging machine did not rely on human or animal power. The moving forging hammer seemed to be moving on its own, and the forging power was quite large. Every impact made a deafening sound, which made the chest and lungs tremble.

"This is..." Powell's brain buzzed, but he didn't know how to describe his mood at this moment. He worked as a blacksmith for many years before becoming famous, and indeed had superb forging skills. But he had never seen this clanging thing.

"When did you dwarves create such a terrible thing?"

The dwarf shook his head, "No, it was not made by us. Every blacksmith who came here would be frightened by this thing, and we dwarfs were no exception. This is a wind forging machine, which uses the endless trend in the black forest to drive the forging hammer. This thing is very powerful!"

It is indeed very strong. The forging hammer is at least fifty kilograms, and it falls at a height of one meter, and its strength is far beyond that of normal humans. Even if Powell exerts the "power of the barbarian bull", he cannot knock out such strong strength. I am afraid that the giant in the sky can match it.

"Whose idea is this?"

"It is the idea of ​​the local lord, our Lord Victor Hugo. He brought a group of human blacksmiths from the iron ore valley of the Black Forest, and built this thing by modeling the windmills of the elves forging the ground.

The forged sponge iron will achieve a significant improvement in quality and will be handed over to the apprentices in the forging site for further creation, producing high-quality tools and weapons."

"The lord here actually knows forging?"

"I guess so."

The dwarf led Powell to the inside of the forging site and could see a windmill about ten meters high turning on the roof. The windmill is not large in size, but the advantage is that the power is even and it almost never stops.

According to the dwarf, only one forging machine is installed in the forging site. The machine is still very rough and needs to be repaired and adjusted from time to time. In order to make this thing work normally, 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 thing in the past, and no one has any experience. Your Excellency Hugo even left his hands alone and said that he would create a reliable windmill and wind forging machine, so he would give bonuses to make everyone happy.

"Don't look at the forging machine's strength, it's because it's too powerful, so it's too easy to break. It has to stop for maintenance every hour or two, otherwise it can break itself apart."

The dwarf kept complaining, but his tone was full of pride. Because as long as the forging machine worked for an hour, its forging ability was more than one hundred skilled blacksmiths. The tough iron material was soft like dough in front of it, saving a lot of effort.

Most of the more than 100 apprentices in the forging site did not do the job of blacksmiths. They were responsible for further forging, modifying and other fine processing of the iron materials processed by the forging machine, and their production efficiency was far superior to that of ordinary blacksmiths in other worlds.

As the saying goes, "Very great force makes a miracle", the forging hammer of the wind forging machine can easily solve many problems such as loose and porous, deformation and oxidation in sponge iron. This is a problem that no matter how skilled blacksmith can solve.

In order to develop the smelting industry, Zhou Qingfeng tried every means to bring semi-finished mechanical parts from the real world. However, in the past, he could only bring less than thirteen kilograms of items at a time, and was forced to continuously dismantle and simplify the real iron melting furnace, crusher, and forging machine, and then assemble it again after going to another world.

However, the assembly process is constantly problematic.

But......

Powell picked up a semi-finished long knife, and with a slight bounce, he could feel that the knife was fine and has excellent texture. Even in several southern cities with developed forging industry, this is a top-notch product.

In just a moment, Powell actually changed his mind - I want to master the secret of this forging machine, and not let the evil Victor Hugo block this incredible technology. It must be stolen.
Chapter completed!