Fragrance Returned

Ding Xiang’s reason is, “If you want to do something, you have to do it the best. Take a look at Jiulu Zhixiu Pavilion. You invest a lot in the beginning, but you earn more later. Even people from the capital and Jiangnan come to buy goods. Baotie will do it in the future. Well, the ironware produced will be sold all over the country, and we need to recruit more people and expand the scale..."

Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao's blood boiled when they heard Ding Xiang's words about the future. They didn't dare to think about such a good thing, but they were happy in their hearts. Twenty acres of wasteland only cost fifty taels of silver, so they happily agreed.

Covering an area of ​​more than fifty acres, it can be considered a medium-sized enterprise.

Lilac was just satisfied.

The foundry was extremely dirty and messy. Casting is dirty work, but it's still uncomfortable to be so messy.

Dingxiang wrinkled her nose and said, "Look at this situation, whose family is not going to collapse. Just like the uncle's house, it is dirty, messy and not cleaned up, so the life is not as easy as our family and the third grandpa's house."

The simplest language contains profound philosophy.

Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao thought so.

Several people walked around, planning how to rebuild and expand "Baotie".

Ding Xiang worked in a steel company in her previous life, and occasionally went to the workshop to do errands. She recalled the scene at that time and made suggestions.

We came to a large room with many large buckets, each with a mouth on the edge.

Ding Xiang knew that these bucket-like containers were called molten iron ladles in their previous lives, and were specially used to hold boiled molten iron. It is built with refractory bricks and has a layer of refractory mud on the outside.

Ding Zhao said these were molten ladles, used to pour ironware.

This life is also called an iron ladle.

Ding Xiang's expression became exaggerated, her eyes widened, her mouth half-opened, looking incredible.

Ding Zhuang asked in surprise, "What's wrong with Xiangxiang? What's the matter?"

Ding Xiang glanced at the craftsman next to her, shook her head and said, "Nothing."

Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao could both see how insincere what Ding Xiang said, and they were thinking of saying something before going home.

Unconsciously, at noon, Shitou and Liangzi went to the town to buy some wine and food and came back. After dinner, they continued to discuss.

Ding Xiang suggested, "Jiulu Zhixiu Pavilion invests a lot and earns more. Once the Baotie is completed, it will be more profitable than Zhixiu Pavilion. Don't worry about the money, you must spend it on what should be spent."

In two months, Zhixiu Pavilion made a net profit of more than 3,000 taels of silver, which was considered a daily income. Being able to earn so much is mainly due to the accumulation in the early stage and the novelty of the buckle.

As other companies make Pankou, Zhixiu Pavilion's income will definitely decrease significantly. But the reputation has been established, and the business can still be better than other embroidery shops.

Ding Zhuang and his son like Tie Liao Da and are willing to spend money on it.

At the end of the day, Ding Zhuang took the sleeping Ding Xiang into the mule cart and went home.

After dinner, Ding Xiang had a secret conversation with Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao.

She took out the piece of rare crystal earth and said, "Grandpa, dad, I always feel that Feifei took me to the rare crystal earth for a profound meaning. Just like it took our red apple in its mouth and attracted me to Jitou Peak. , where I found Ganoderma lucidum and Mi Zhixiang, which saved my grandfather’s life and made our family rich.”

Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao nodded. It was indeed Feifei who brought the red apple from home and attracted Xiangxiang to it.

Ding Zhao asked, "What does daughter mean?"

Ding Xiang said, "Every day I think about the benefits of this piece of soil and why Feifei takes me there. I think about it every day and dream about it at night. One day I really dreamed about rare crystalline soil."

Ding Zhuang was extremely surprised, "What did Xiangxiang dream about?"

Ding Xiang said, "I dreamed of a big bucket with a mouth that was smeared with mud. It looked a bit like the ladles I saw in the foundry today. There was a small pit surrounded by mud at the bottom of the bucket, and this was placed in it. Rare crystalline earth is planted and covered with a thin piece of iron.

"Pour the bright red molten iron in, and the molten iron inside immediately explodes, as beautiful as the fireworks set off during the New Year. After it calms down, it is poured into the mold to become things of different shapes... Later, these things are put into the kiln Heat the stove until it turns cherry red, then turn off the heat and wait until the stuff turns dark brown before pulling it out.”

She couldn't say that the molten iron had a spheroidization reaction with the rare earth, and the cooled iron structure turned into ductile iron, and then annealing heat treatment was performed to further optimize the matrix structure of the ductile iron.

Ding Xiang's eyes were full of confusion, "I dreamed about it twice, and the scene in the two dreams was exactly the same. It's so strange."

Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao looked at each other. They all remembered that when Xiangxiang was more than one year old, she dreamed that Hao pricked her with a needle. Later, Hao really put a needle into her body.

Ding Zhuang felt that An An must have given Xiang Xiang this dream, and it must be accurate.

Ding Zhao felt that this dream must have been given to Xiangxiang by his mother and second aunt, and it must be accurate.

Both of them looked serious.

Ding Xiang said again, "I just thought and thought. I thought about my grandpa saying that adding rare crystalline earth in the kiln is to increase the hardness. Will adding rare crystalline earth to the molten iron also increase the hardness? Why does the color of the molten iron change? What should I do? I can’t even think about it…I get a headache just thinking about it, so I don’t dare to think about it anymore.”

After talking about it, my mouth was pouty.

Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao's eyes lit up.

Yes, adding rare crystal earth to ceramics can increase the hardness, and adding molten iron to rare crystal earth may also increase the hardness. As for why ironware changes color, there is always a reason.

Ding Zhuang said again, "Xiangxiang says it again."

Lilac thought again and said again.

Ding Zhao was still afraid of forgetting, so he took out a pen and paper and wrote it down.

Ding Zhuang picked up Ding Xiang and said, "Good granddaughter, if you have a headache, don't think about it anymore. Leave this matter to grandpa and dad." Then he said to Ding Zhao, "You can handle the expansion of the workshop and the relocation of the iron shop. Do it, I will lead people to cast ironware with rare crystalline earth. Don’t be afraid to spend more money. If this thing is done, our ironware will definitely sell well."

Ding Zhao smiled and said, "Not only can the ironware be sold well, but it may also be used for future generations."

His face was flushed with excitement, and even his nose was a little red. Once the iron tools are good, they are not only good for farm tools and knives for civilian use, they have many uses.

Ding Xiang happily held Ding Zhuang's big black face and gave it a sip. Grandpa is a top craftsman. Although he is not a foundry craftsman, he has been dealing with iron tools all his life and has a spirit of research. He will definitely be able to successfully trial-produce it.

Dad is right, it takes a thousand years to make good iron tools.

After ductile iron was produced and the quality of civilian knives and agricultural tools produced by "Bao Iron" was greatly improved, it was proposed to improve firearms and cold weapons, and then find ways to make steel.

The next day, Ding Zhuang took Li Maigao and Lao Niu into the mountains, stayed overnight at Grandpa Zhang's house, and came back at noon the next day. He and Li Maigao each carried a basket of rare crystal soil, and the old scalper carried four large baskets.

He also agreed with Grandpa Zhang that he would pay someone to carry five baskets of rare crystal soil out every ten days.

After that, Ding Zhuang often went to chat with craftsmen who knew casting, and even went to Wan's Foundry a hundred miles away to hire a craftsman with a high salary.

The high-end iron research team was formally established.