Now, as long as it is what the lord said, they have fully believed that they will be able to create miracles and show these perfect productions.

The craftsmanship has now been completely divided into research and production of new things, and when these things are developed, the recipe steps will be distributed to the craftsmanship that belongs to the craftsmanship branch below.

The workshop is divided by assembly line, which means that only one part can be made in one place. The process in several places is completely different, and at the end, the scattered parts of the production are completely integrated, and it is complete.

In this way, the benefits can be seen with the naked eye, and the workers in each place can master the process proficiently, so that the quantity and speed of production can be maximized. The second and most important point is that it is not easy to leak secrets. Even if there are enemy spies who want to inquire, it is just a glimpse of the leopard. It is impossible to fully understand the entire process, and naturally it is impossible to steal the method.

This thing called cement has been developed for a long time, but for some reason, it is always a lot different from what the prince said. They compared the proportions of raw materials one by one, and they are not as outstanding as the king said.

Huáng was a little hesitant. They worked hard on this thing, but there was something they didn't achieve that made them unimaginable.

He frowned and said, "Your Highness has a lot of time and is busy with the Xiqi Corridor. The affairs are cumbersome, and we are bothering Your Highness with this matter. This is really unreasonable."

He is also unable to overcome this hurdle in his heart. The lord has already put forward a general direction, and the rest is made by these people. If everything bothers the lord, what else do they need?

"Then what should I do? Can't delay the prince's business?" The other person worried.

Huáng sighed, "What else can I do? Keep experimenting." He didn't believe it anymore, and he was just about to close the door. "You all think about it and see what else you can do. We are recruiting everyone now to brainstorm ideas. We are researchers valued by the prince, and we can't rely on the prince for everything."

"Hahaha! Are you all here? What do you expect from this king? This king only made some suggestions, and the specifics are not much more than yours. Many things have to rely on everyone's collective efforts to experiment."

As soon as the words fell, Ming Yu had already strode in.

Everyone was surprised and happy, they were thinking about the prince, and this is coming. They count on Ming Yu to solve problems, mainly because Ming Yu's thinking is different from most of them. His thinking is free and active, and he can imagine many impossible things. It's not like they are too old-fashioned and stubborn, always looking at everything in a specific way of thinking, how creative can this be?

In many cases, one or two words from the prince can remind them of the direction of research and creation, so that they can avoid a lot of detours.

Seeing Ming Yu, everyone got up one after another, and Huáng took the lead in saluting Ming Yu, "Greetings to the lord."

Ming Yu helped him up and waved his hand, "I haven't been here for a while, so why are everyone being polite."

One sentence made the atmosphere in the whole field relaxed. The prince is still the kind and caring prince who has never changed, which made everyone feel at ease.

Ming Yu walked to the upper seat and sat down, signaling everyone to sit down and discuss. Here is Ming Yu's specially remodeled conference room. The space is very large, with a long table in the middle, which can accommodate a dozen or twenty people for meetings and discussions.

Ming Yu came by coincidence, and they happened to have a meeting to discuss because there was no progress in the cement.

After everyone sat down, Ming Yu spread out his hands, "Tell me about the situation, how is it going."

Cement is the top priority of Mingyu's generation, so now all the people in the craftsmanship are focusing on this topic. At this time, when Mingyu asked, everyone felt a sense of guilt.

They have been researching and producing for so long, but they have not made any progress so far. How can they be worthy of the prince's entrustment.

Chapter 150

Huáng's old face looked ashamed, "My lord, the villain has been entrusted by the lord, and the cement you mentioned has never met the standard that the lord said."

Ming Yu nodded, motioning for him to clarify.

Huáng's face was full of folds, and now he frowned, looking even deeper. He talked about the development of cement, and finally said helplessly: "We have adjusted the ratio many times, but the cement produced is not strong enough to meet the requirements of the prince."

Ming Yu frowned and pondered. He knew that cement was very simple. It only needed to be calcined in the proportion of the formula, and then ground into fine powder. Since Huang has always said that there is no problem with the ratio, which part is the problem?

Ming Yu repeatedly asked about some places, and Mr. Huáng and everyone answered them one by one.

There is really no problem with the proportioning steps. Ming Yu thought for a long time, and then raised his head. What is your calcination temperature?

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing why, but Huáng stood up and said back: "Huiwang, we use firewood to burn, what's the reason for this temperature?"

Ming Yu patted his head after listening, "It's not black coal, why not use coal for calcination?"

Someone replied: "What the lord said was the black stone? That thing is rare. We thought we could save it, so we saved it, and burned it with firewood."

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