Chapter 81: Find a different path

Zhang Yang's steps were heavy and his heart was very tired.

This furnace of iron used about 200 taels of silver, and the remaining coke was only enough to refine it again, but the iron that was refined was very unqualified. These fools even praised it as good as iron. Once they got on the lathe, they would definitely break into several pieces.

Something must be wrong! This iron ore is a poor ore, and its theoretical iron content is small. In addition, the technology is not qualified, so the quality of the iron refined is very poor and cannot be used?

Zhang Yang walked while thinking about the problem.

Failure is only temporary. Zhang Yang is a person who will not retreat from difficulties. There must be a way to do it. Even people of this era can build muskets. He has hundreds of years of cultural accumulation than them. How could he be worse than them?

Suddenly, Zhang Yang stopped.

"Come out!" Zhang Yang said.

Two people walked out of the woods behind. When Zhang Yang saw that it was Li Bosheng and Tang He.

The dark marks on Li Bosheng's face had not been wiped away, but Tang He had eaten on the island white. From a distance, the two of them were simply black and white.

"Tell me, why do you follow me?"

"Brother..." Li Bosheng wanted to speak but stopped.

Tang He was careless: "Brother, we are so crafted well. Why did you say no, don't you?"

I know that if you ask this, others are afraid of being scolded, but you two are not afraid of being cannon fodder? Zhang Yang thought to himself.

"This iron is still far from what I ask," said Zhang Yang. "I need iron that contains very few impurities, but there are too many impurities in this iron that it cannot be used at all. My hundreds of taels of silver are in vain."

"This iron is pretty good," Tang He said: "When I was in Haozhou, General Guo bought iron at high prices at a high price, and it was not as good as this iron. I still found a few craftsmen, knocked and beat them, and then used weapons." Zhang Yang's eyes lit up. This iron could not be used, but it could be sold to the nearby Red Turban Army. They must need weapons. The salt iron was all the official business. After doing the salt business, the iron business would definitely be more profitable.

Selling it to the Red Turban Army earned money and also made its own contribution to resisting the tyranny of the Yuan Dynasty. The more Yuan soldiers they wiped out, the smaller the resistance they would have when they were in trouble in the future. Why not do it if you kill three birds with one stone?

"Dingchen, is the Red Turban Army still short of iron now?" Zhang Yang asked.

"I really don't know this." Tang He has been away from the Red Turban Army for more than a month. This month is not long or short.

"Then please help me find out which Red Turban Army lacks iron. We just refined two thousand kilograms of iron and sold them all." Zhang Yang became interested.

"Okay!" Tang He's eyes flashed. He had been holding it in this small island for a long time, and this was what the elder brother told him. Naturally, he didn't dare to ask to go out and let the air out. It would be great to have such a chance now. After going out, find a tavern and have a few drinks.

"Wait for Shixin to come back and let Shixin go with you. The safety of the island will be handed over to Yuanheng." Zhang Yang was not relieved to let Tang and go alone, and Tang and this big guy would never negotiate a good price with the Red Turban Army. It is more appropriate to hand over this kind of thing to Shixin. If Tang and Shixin find a relationship, Shixin will negotiate the price. Even if a pound is sold for five cents of silver, it will be one thousand taels of silver.

Zhang Yang looked at Li Bosheng again: "Bosheng, prepare tomorrow, and then refine the second furnace of iron."

Didn’t the elder brother say that the iron did not meet the standards? Why did he change his mind again?

"Okay." Li Bosheng didn't dare to say anything else. He said too much. If he made his elder brother lose his temper at him, it would be a bit unfair.

"After refining this furnace of iron, you can choose someone to rest assured and go to mine the ore." Zhang Yang ordered.

Since this iron cannot be successfully refined for the time being, these people cannot be idle. They can't use it themselves and can still sell it to make money. Then they think about ways to improve it. If it really doesn't work, they can just make do with some cold weapons first.

"Brother, then we will say goodbye." Li Bosheng and Tang He said together.

"Well, go back!" Zhang Yang sent them away and continued to walk forward.

After walking a few steps, footsteps came from behind.

"Didn't I ask you to go back? Why are you doing with me?" Zhang Yang turned his head impatiently.

A familiar figure stood in front of me, with long flowing hair and a long dress in plaid cotton. Under the bright moonlight, his pretty face looked a little melancholy.

"Ruohan, what are you here to do?" Zhang Yang was a little surprised.

"You have been busy all day today and haven't eaten from noon to evening. I'm worried about your body, so I specially made some lotus seed porridge, made the pig heart left last yesterday, and made you a midnight snack." Liu Ruohan said slowly, his words filled with deep affection for Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang lowered his head, saw a basket in her hand, and said, "Thank you, I'm too busy today, I don't even care about eating. Take my boat to eat!"

"Yes." Liu Ruohan nodded, followed Zhang Yang and returned to the boat.

A full moon hangs quietly in the sky, as if looking at the vast earth with a smile.

The moonlight shone into the cabin, like a layer of white frost.

Open the basket and there were two ordinary large white porcelain bowls, one with Qingqing lotus seed soup, and the other with a thin sliced ​​pig heart, which was cooked and sprinkled with some minced ginger on it.

Seeing this food, Zhang Yang suddenly realized that he was extremely hungry. He drank two bowls of porridge in the morning and didn't eat at noon. He kept it until now, and his body was so strong that he couldn't stand it.

He grabbed a piece of pig's heart and chewed it with relish.

"Slow down, don't choke, take a sip of soup." Ruohan looked at Zhang Yang with concern. Under the moonlight, his face with clear lines looked so handsome.

"Ruohan, everyone ate meat yesterday. Did you react today?" Zhang Yang asked, wanting to see what the family members have to say.

"Everyone is very happy. I feel that after coming here, I will not have to worry about food or drink. It is much better than at home." Liu Ruohan said. After getting up today, I obviously found that everyone's faces were filled with happy smiles.

"How great it would be if I could eat meat every day!"

"By the way, Brother Shicheng, you caught so many fish last time. There are fish everywhere in our lake. Everyone can't eat pork. If we can catch this fish, can't we eat meat every day?" Liu Ruohan asked.

"Last time? Last time, I prepared the black gunpowder and blew it by the river." Zhang Yang said while eating.

Suddenly, a shudder flashed in Zhang Yang's mind. His chewing mouth suddenly stopped, letting the food in his mouth block, and his cheeks were bulging.

My thinking is limited by the musket. The black gunpowder has been made. The iron that is refined now does not meet the requirements for making the barrel, but it is just right for use as a grenade. However, this kind of iron is relatively brittle. Once the gunpowder explodes in a closed iron container, it will definitely blow the iron into pieces, spreading out, with a large killing radius and strong power.
Chapter completed!