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Chapter 418: Steel Stir-frying Method



Chapter 418: Steel Stir-frying Method

Shen Youyou: "Is this how you train your steel?"

But I was thinking: "Why is the steelmaking technology in this world so backward?"

Fu Huaian was busy forging iron and didn't say anything, but Ah Chi asked, "How else, how come you understood it?"

Shen Youyou: "The purpose of hammering like this is to remove impurities. Although it can be used to make steel, the efficiency is too low."

When Fu Huaian heard this, he looked up at Shen Youyou and motioned for her to continue.

Of course, there is no pause in the action. Every hammer strike makes a pleasant and crisp sound, and sparks fly everywhere like fireworks.

Shen Youyou changed her impression of the steel-frying method and said it in a different tone: "I feel that beating to remove impurities is too troublesome.

Just now when I saw you melting the molten iron, there was a layer of impurities floating on top. Why didn't you try to remove that layer of impurities?"

Fu Huaian did not slow down at all: "That's because after removing that layer of impurities, there are still some impurities in the molten iron that haven't floated up. So it's still not pure enough."

Shen Youyou secretly shouted, this is what she was waiting for: "Then scoop out a layer of impurities, continue stirring, scoop out another layer, stir again, repeat this process, scoop out all the impurities, and then you can save the time of beating."

Fu Huaian raised his hand, but never put it down again: "This... method seems..."

Ah Chi rolled his eyes: "It's easy for you to say. If that were possible, wouldn't someone have done it long ago?"

Shen Youyou raised the corner of his mouth: "You are stubborn and don't know how to adapt. Have you tried it? You know it won't work."

Just as Ah Chi was about to retort, he heard their young master say, "Ah Chi, choose pig iron again."

"Do you really want to try?"

Ah Chi felt it was incredible, their young master really wanted to try it!

The second time, Fu Huaian tried the method Shen Youyou suggested. As the fire became more intense, the pig iron was gradually melted by the high temperature and turned into a pool of hot, boiling molten iron.

He stood beside the furnace, holding a thin iron rod tightly. After the pig iron was completely melted, he began to stir the boiling molten iron.

The movements are skillful and powerful, and every stirring will spark a little spark.

As the iron rod dances, the molten iron rolls, allowing it to come into full contact with the air.

With constant stirring, impurities in the molten iron gradually float to the surface.

Fu Huaian had sharp eyes and instantly noticed this change. He was delighted: "It seems to be feasible."

He steadily used a pair of pliers to pick up and remove the impurities one by one, and then continued to stir and remove them, repeating this process many times.

Seeing no more impurities rising to the surface,

He acted decisively and slowly poured the refined molten steel into the shaft mold prepared by Achi and the others.

The molten steel flowed down the mold, filling every corner.

After the water cooled down, Fu Huaian, A Chi, and the men from the Nine Clans in the ironworks also came over to check.

Shen Tietou also tapped the gears gently with a hammer to check the quality of the gears.

With eyes full of surprise, he said, "I didn't expect that steel can be produced quickly in this way. Can we do the same with other molds?"

Fu Huaian also admired Shen Youyou's cleverness in his heart, and said aloud: "It should be possible."

What else is there to say? Just don’t make the remaining parts and use this method to make them.

Everyone was excited, and Fu Huaian even asked Ah Chi to prepare a mold for a big knife, saying that he wanted to try out the sword made in this way.

This work took most of the day. After all the parts were made, Fu Huaian was holding a shiny big knife in his hand.

Everyone was surprised, but Ah Chi looked at the sky and said, "Master, the city gate is probably closed."

Just then, Shen Zhiqiu heard Li Quan coming back from feeding the livestock and saying, "Fu Huaian and the others haven't left yet."

When he came over, he heard these words and tried to persuade him to stay:

"General Fu, if you don't mind, please stay here for one night and leave tomorrow."

In fact, even if there was a curfew and the city gates were closed, Fu Huaian could not be locked up. He could ask for the small door on the side of the city gate to be opened, but he wanted to wait and see the effect of the cotton machine after it was assembled.

So, I nodded in agreement.

There was no white flour for dinner, but there was still rice. Li Jingshu knew that the person had not left, so he asked people to steam the rice and cook the dishes in a big pot.

Chinese cabbage, mushrooms, meat slices, vermicelli, and some fried meatballs are stewed in it.

After the bickering, Ah Chi and Shen Youyou became familiar with each other, and Ah Chi no longer treated her as a girl, and asked directly: "Did you research this vermicelli yourself?"

Shen Youyou said: "Vermicelli is also made of starch, but we don't produce it ourselves, we are in partnership with our fellow villager Meng Yuanwai.

Their family runs a vermicelli workshop in Tangjia Village. If you want to eat well, I will ask my brothers to get some for you to take back. "

Ah Chi was not polite and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I eat it chewy, and it is so delicious when I soak up the soup and mix it with rice."

Fu Huaian pursed his lips. How did he get chosen as such a shameful servant? Now he was about to become what Lu Ming called a "freeloader".

There were not so many rules during dinner. Except for a few old men and Shen Zhiqiu sitting with Fu Huai'an, Shen Youyou sat at the same table with A Chi.

Fu Huaian also followed the others and poured the big pot of vegetables onto the rice, mixed it, and took a bite. It was indeed delicious!

It seems that not only Shen Youyou and her siblings, but the whole group of them are good at eating.

"Mr. Shen...Mr. Shen, how much do you sell this vermicelli for per kilogram?"

Shen Zhiqiu was enjoying his meal, but was made to cough non-stop by Mr. Shen. He said, "Don't call me that. Just call me Shen Zhiqiu, or Shen Huaizhi. My name is Huaizhi."

Fu Huaian disagreed. He put down his chopsticks with a serious face and said, "Mr. Shen is a man of great talent. Judging from the price of his shoe soles, he is also a man of great integrity. He deserves the title of Mr. Shen..."

After a lot of blabbering, Shen Zhiqiu felt helpless. How come this guy was so eloquent when it came to reasoning? Wasn't he very frugal with his words at the beginning?

He waved his hands quickly: "Okay, okay, you can call me whatever you want. Eat first. You won't be hungry after working on the iron for so long!"

He was already starving after working for half a day in the afternoon. After lunch, he had no time to accompany Fu Huaian in the afternoon. He was busy loading the goods for the group of people who bought the goods today.

The group of people intentionally or unintentionally tried to get his information, wanting to know Fu Huai'an's identity.

Although I didn't let them figure it out in the end, it still consumed a lot of my brainpower.

After taking a few bites of rice, he thought of the question Fu Huai'an had just asked. He said, "Vermicelli is not available for sale yet, but it will be soon. I ordered it for ten cents a pound, and starch is also ten cents.

Although vermicelli requires secondary processing, water is added during the production process, so in fact, it only takes at most half a pound of starch to make one pound of vermicelli.

As for the role of starch, adding some when boiling water can make the soup thicker. It can also be used to thicken fish and meat to make the dishes more flavorful.

Even when the meat is being fried, adding some starch will make it more tender. By the way, you can also add starch when making meatballs. It has many uses.”

Seeing Fu Huaian's thoughtful expression, Shen Zhiqiu guessed that he must be thinking about whether it could be provided to the military camp, and said again:

"In fact, after the vermicelli is dried, it is very easy to store and will not go bad for a year or two. Just cook it when you eat it, and it is also easy to transport. If your Fu family army wants it,

The lowest price I can give you is eight cents per pound of vermicelli. If I go any lower, I'll probably lose money, after all, the labor cost is relatively high. But this stuff is very filling, and it can be much more filling after it's soaked."


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