Fragrance Returned

Ding Xiang also felt that her grandfather and father might not agree to her going to Jitou Peak again, even if she was acting like a fool.

Now she is not in a hurry to let Feifei pick Ganoderma lucidum. Ganoderma lucidum has a shelf life and will lose its efficacy if left for a long time. I already have too many treasures at home, and I don’t want it to take Meizhixiang back again.

After a break, Ding Xiang played the "Feifei" game with Feifei for a while. Feifei was indeed able to hold her in his mouth now, but it was just a little difficult. After playing for more than three quarters of an hour, he lost his energy, lowered his head and fell asleep.

In terms of time, the journey from Jitou Peak to Rare Earth Mountain is almost as long.

At the beginning of the afternoon, there was noise outside, and the man who was watching the excitement came back.

They stood on the roadside excitedly talking to the villagers.

"Five people were kneeling in a row. Oops, they raised the knife and dropped it, blood splattered so high."

"Only Jiang Da Bang looks like a man. He holds his head high and says he will be a good man again after eighteen years."

"Several others were paralyzed with fear and were dragged to the beheading rack."

"Did Xia Lezi dip his steamed buns in blood?"

"Dipped it, and ran home without looking at him."

"Do you feel better after drinking?"

"I feel comfortable, I feel comfortable. Good wine and good food. The old shopkeeper spent more than sixty taels of silver on it."

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There was no grandpa's voice. He got drunk again and fell asleep in the mule cart. The mule cart entered the courtyard gate, and Ding Zhao carried him to the bed and put him down.

During dinner, Ding Zhuang was still awake.

Ding Liren and Ding Lilai were very interested in killing people and kept asking Ding Zhao.

Ding Zhao was afraid of scaring his daughter, so he glared at them fiercely, "You talk a lot, let's eat!"

In the afternoon of the next day, Ding Xiang took Xiu Mu's two little brothers, Feifei, Hei Wa, and Ling'er to Tao's house.

The villagers had not seen Feifei for a long time, so they would stop and talk to it.

When they arrived at Tao's house, the old couple was even more happy and asked someone to kill a chicken and beat Feifei's teeth as a sacrifice.

Tao Weng took the two teenagers who had questions to ask for advice to the study room, while Ding Xiang and the old lady entertained Feifei.

We played at Tao's house until it was almost dark before going home.

I met Wang on the road. She was wearing a brand new autumn sweater, made of Korean cloth and navy blue.

Lilac's face darkened. She had already heard from Ling'er that when Ding Sifu took this piece of material and asked Gong to teach him how to make clothes, Wang went there.

She said it was a pity for a child to use such good materials and made clothes for her.

Ding Sifu didn't dare to speak, and Mrs. Gong scowled and mocked Mr. Wang. Wang was so shameless that she took the cloth away and took away most of the candies.

Mrs. Wang pulled her clothes and smiled and said, "Xiangxiang, this clothes was given by the four rich men to honor me. Does it look good?"

Ding Xiang said with a stern face, "It doesn't look good. This color is suitable for men. I bought it based on the figure of Brother Si Fu. It looks nice and thick. How can you, a mother-in-law, have the nerve to steal your son's things?" .”

Wang is thick-skinned and doesn't care about Ding Xiang's sarcasm. He reminded me with a smile, "Next time Xiangxiang will buy something suitable for an aunt."

Ding Xiang ignored her and walked forward.

Ling'er muttered in a low voice, "You are thick-skinned, and you are not a sister. Why should I buy you clothes?"

The three Ding Xiang siblings laughed out loud.

It's not good for them to say that about Wang. Although Ling'er is a slave, her mother is the Gong family, so there is nothing wrong with Wang family being angry.

When they got home, Ding Zhuang and Ding Zhao's faces were flushed.

Needless to say, they drank again at "Baotie" at noon, and drank a lot.

Casting and blacksmithing are both dangerous jobs, and accidents are more likely to happen if you are clear-headed, and even more so if you drink. Dad has always been more self-disciplined. Today, not only did he ignore his father, but the two of them drank together.

Ding Xiang was very unhappy, pouted, and said angrily, "I told you not to drink at noon, but I still have to drink."

Ding Zhuang laughed and said, "Don't be upset, granddaughter. I'll show you something nice. I promise you won't blame me."

He walked towards the east chamber, and Ding Xiang and others followed him.

Ding Zhao also explained, "Dad knows that you can't forge when you're drunk, so we didn't do anything all afternoon."

Ding Zhuang took out an iron lump and showed it to Ding Xiang.

"This is the iron that was made today, and it is better than the iron before."

Compared with the original cast iron, although the surface of this piece of cast iron is gray, from the fracture point, the new iron piece has smaller grains than the original one, and the crystal surface has a metallic luster and is dark gray, while the original one is off-white.

When struck, the sound is crisp and the echo is long, unlike the original iron piece which has no echo.

The strength and toughness are several times higher than the original iron parts.

Ding Xiang could see that this casting was already ductile iron, similar to steel, and the proportions this time were the most suitable.

Ding Xiang was overjoyed, but it was hard to explain clearly. He said, "I think this color is very good, and I will put rare crystalline earth in this ratio in the future."

Ding Zhuang also hoped for a better one and said with a smile, "I will test it for a while. If there is no better one, this ratio will prevail."

He was very smart and put together the data on the cast iron from each test, the knives made from this cast iron, the proportion of rare crystalline earth and molten iron, and made each component open. He couldn't write. When Ding Zhao was around, he asked Ding Zhao to write. When Ding Zhao was away, he asked his grandson to write.

Ding Zhao also smiled and said, "This iron block is the best iron I have ever seen. It is only slightly worse than the steel that Dad spent a year making. Dad continues to experiment to see if he can make better ones. Let the foundry follow this Cast in proportion, we use this cast iron to forge iron tools."

In order to keep it secret, Ding Zhuang personally put the "material package" into the molten iron. They also wanted to pay confidentiality fees to the craftsmen, and told them how powerful they were in the military, and they were not allowed to tell anyone about it. Especially for the two old craftsmen who were experimenting together, the confidentiality fee was worth half of their wages.

Ding Zhuang said, "If we recruit more people, we will not only sell the ironware we produce in Linshui, but also save more and take it to Jiaozhou Ironware Shop."

He touched Ding Xiang's bun and said, "My granddaughter still has the foresight. During the expansion, she built the manufacturing factory large and planned it reasonably. If we want to expand the workshop now, it will be troublesome."

Ding Zhao rubbed his hands in excitement, "I dare say that there is no iron shop in the Li Dynasty that can produce anything as good as ours."

The father and son were so happy that they blew rainbow farts at each other and wanted to drink one at night. Looking at Lilac, everyone knows that she will not let them get their wish.

Ding Zhuang said, "Let me bring some dishes to the east chamber, and Zhaozi and I will discuss it further."

Ding Xiang looked at her grandfather's already red nose and his big flushed face, and her little mouth pouted again.

"You are still awake from the wine you drank at noon, and you want to drink again."

Ding Zhuang picked up a small pot of wine on the table and said with a smile, "We don't drink much, we only drink this little."

Ding Xiang snorted coldly, walked to his bedroom, searched around, and found a jar of wine from under the clothes in the wardrobe.

"What's this?"

Ding Zhuang was also stunned. He stared at Ding Zhao and asked, "When did you hide the wine in my house? Oh, let's see how good this idea is. If your wife is so afraid, you will hide all the wine in my house." "