Chapter 64 Transporting Iron Ore
Zhang Yang immediately decided to transfer the women and children in the crowd to his ship, and also transferred the poor loads of salt collected by Shiyi. There were still about 20 years left, and the empty ship.
Why are you going? Naturally, they went to install iron ore. With these people, they work for themselves anyway. Let them enter the role as soon as possible!
Although Shi Yi vowed to find the base and would not lose his way in the reeds, Zhang Yang did not dare to give the ship to him, asking him take Pan Yuanshao and Pan Yuanming to escort the old and weak women and children to the base. Li Bosheng also went with him and showed Shi Yi the way. The rest of the people accompanied Zhang Yang to mine stones.
Among these people, the happiest one is Shixin. He was still worried. If the eldest brother really let himself move the ore alone, when will he have to move? Now with this group of people, each person carries two trips, and the boat is full.
"Shixin, what are you happy about? Did you find the silver?" Zhang Yang asked.
"No, no, brother, are we sailing?" Shi Xin asked.
"Yes, go to the place last time." Zhang Yang said.
"Which place?"
"Less talk, hurry up and sail!" Zhang Yang said.
Shixin no longer talks too much, set sail, set sail!
Zhang Yang entered the cabin and chatted with the people in the cabin.
These people are all ordinary farmers. Because they live under Furong Village, they are very lucky that the land has not been annexed by the big landlords. The landlords are still very afraid of Furong Village. The lives of the villagers were barely acceptable, but as the officers and soldiers rushed into the village, all this changed.
Zhang Yang looked at everyone's eyes with some flames of hatred.
One of the men, without hiding his anger, directly asked Zhang Yang to lead them to kill the damned officers and soldiers.
He planted a few acres of land and went out to hunt in his spare time. When he rushed home, he only saw a pool of blood on the ground and his wife. His clothes had been torn, and the scene was full of traces of fighting. Needless to say, it must be this group of beasts who forcibly abused his wife. He picked up the hunting bow in his hand and rushed out. After chasing out for dozens of miles without seeing anyone, he returned home and buried his wife. In this world, he will be alone again.
Orion? Zhang Yang is more interested in him. After all, he needs such a talent in the future. He can shoot running animals with bows and arrows. He needs keen vision and insight. In the future, he will make an excellent musket. Such a talent will undoubtedly be an excellent sniper. Among the millions of troops, he will take the leader of the other party's generals.
"What's your name?" Zhang Yang asked.
"In Bian Yuanheng, I am willing to work for my eldest brother in the future. I will go up to the mountain of knives and the sea of fire. I will never frown. I must avenge my wife!" He still remembers the deep hatred.
"Don't worry, everyone. We will definitely repay everyone's revenge, but it's not the right time. Everyone follows me. As long as you listen to my arrangement, it won't take three years, and we will wait until that day." Zhang Yang said.
"Brother, I'm here." The shouts of the scholar's letter came from outside the cabin.
Unconsciously, a few hours have passed, and the sky outside is already dark.
After opening the curtain, Zhang Yang walked out of the cabin.
The east has revealed the white belly of the fish, but the moon in the west is still hanging in the sky, as if it is attached to the earth below and refuses to leave.
Another day! Take a breath of fresh air and feel the fresh breeze. All the fatigue has been swept away.
The ship gradually landed. Zhang Yang looked at the hill in the distance at a glance, surrounded by woods. No matter how far away, it was the place where Qiu Yi was ambushed. Unexpectedly, a few days after he came to the Yuan Dynasty, he had already fired the first shot against the Yuan Dynasty and wiped out a vicious Mongolian.
Maybe this day will be recorded in future history books!
Every day is a new beginning!
Zhang Yang took everyone, took the tools, carried the pole, and walked to the hill where the iron ore was found.
Since there are so many helpers, Zhang Yang finally liberated himself. If he had known that Shiyi would have found so many people, he would have taken them to dig saltpetre and sulfur at the beginning, and his shoulder still hurts!
From afar, I saw that the hill was slightly dark red in the morning light.
Last time I only ran away and didn't observe it carefully. If I hadn't tripped, I wouldn't have known where to find iron ore now!
The iron ore here is dark red, which should be hematite. The iron content is relatively high, theoretically up to 70%, and the specific amount of these here depends on your luck.
Most of these iron ore are large pieces. Zhang Yang commanded everyone to smash large pieces of iron ore into small pieces, which is convenient for transportation. Moreover, when smelting, it must be crushed before it can be fully refined.
Without a hammer, everyone uses the most primitive method: lift a big stone and smash it on the other. After smashing it several times, the stone cracks into a crack and a few more times into two pieces.
Zhang Yang patrolled left and right, watching everyone work, and ordered the pieces to be basketed from time to time and pick them back to the ship.
Fortunately, this is ancient times. It is mined casually, and no one cares about it. Otherwise, there is no county party committee or something to be a backer. Do you want to open a mine? No way!
And it is relatively remote here, far away from the official road. The waterway you take when you come is not the main traffic route, and basically no one will come.
Except for the staggered wild birds in the woods next to them, no one complained.
"Brother, what is this stone for? Where are the stones? Why do we come to pick this kind of red stone? A voice asked.
Zhang Yang saw that it was Bian Yuanheng.
"Yuan Heng, haven't you been thinking about revenge? This stone is a good thing. It has to be transported back. Let me turn this stone into a weapon. Zhang Yang said.
"Well, I believe the eldest brother's words." Hearing that this stone can be used as a weapon, Bian Yuanheng worked harder.
Although this hunter looked weak, he was very strong. He raised the stone that only two people could move. He raised it down fiercely and looked at the fierceness, as if he was not the stone under his command, but the heads of the group of officers and soldiers.
Zhang Yang watched everyone work and was happy. In his eyes, these stones have become semi-automatic fire in the plan.
In addition to iron ore, we also need limestone and coke. Put them into the blast furnace. After burning, chemical changes occur, and the iron in the middle of the iron ore is refined.
Limestone is everywhere. Large families build houses with lime, which is easier to obtain and cheaper. As for coke... This makes Zhang Yang's meat hurt.
Iron ore, saltpeter and sulfur are all obtained by chance, and this coke can only be made of coal.
Coal has been used as early as the Western Han Dynasty. By the Song Dynasty, Shanxi's coal production and mining technology were very developed.
Xishan stone is the salary, and the dark color is amazing. Fang Chi is absolutely awesome, and he will continue to do his best. Flying is cloudless, and the flames are full of red jade. It's a little suspicious that the thunder comes out of the ground, and it looks like a thin wood. I'm talking about Shanxi coal.
In the Yuan Dynasty, the production and sales of coal also increased by leaps and bounds.
However, like the sale of salt, this coal is also taxable, which is levied by the propaganda department, and the tax rate is still very high. Therefore, after shipping from Shanxi and paying taxes, the price of coal here is already relatively high, and only large rich households can afford it.
It's better to find a small coal kiln by yourself and mine coal by yourself, which is cheaper. Otherwise, you have to buy coal before you cover your pocket with the money you earn from selling salt.
This coal kiln is a chance, and it is about the same as the chance of winning 5 million in the lottery. Because, as Zhang Yang knows, except for a large range of shallow coal in Inner Mongolia, most of the coal is buried deep in the ground. Who has nothing to do to dig tunnels?