In the evening, the eleven boys, with Kamne as their leader, came back out of breath carrying rattan baskets. The first thing they did when they came back was to look for dried fish to eat.
At the same time, Rurik had already gotten together with Lilia who had a bulging belly.
Since his father has arranged a marriage, Rurik naturally becomes Lilia’s brother-in-law. According to the tradition of this region, he should directly call her sister. In this community where the concept of generation is relatively weak, Lilia always regards Rurik as her younger brother, and she can also talk to the boy who can speak ancient Slavic fluently with many thoughtful words.
Lilia really needs some advice from Rick.
The two relied on the handle of the step ladder in the Novgorod-style wooden house of the blacksmith's family, and looked sideways at the small stove in the blacksmith shed and the huge stove that had just been built with an awning under the soft light of the setting sun. .
"It's such a big furnace. Look, before the fire is lit, Kawei throws ore into it. Is it a little too hasty?"
"I'm afraid he can't wait." Rurik shrugged.
"My dear, I still want to hear about you in the north. Also, Kawei..."
They are a couple after all. Although Lilia is now both At only seventeen years old, caring about her husband has become an instinctive reaction.
"What's going on with him at Elon-Olawa Fort? What's the matter? I arrange for him to blacksmith every day, and there's nothing else to do except this."
" Alas! I was worried about him, and I was relieved to see that he was okay. But the stove was really big, and I was really afraid that he would..."
"Oh, the blacksmith always gets burned? You have to take risks."
However, Lilia was not referring to the risk of being burned: "Rurik, I know that when the stove was being made, the kid from Kamne personally drilled in the refractory ore. . You know what I'm worried about. If the stove burns and I accidentally fall in,..."
"Ah!"
Lilia immediately looked at Rurik's face. Eyes: "It's so dangerous! He said he had to use pliers to grab out the smelted iron ore. He was risking his life, but I couldn't stop him. Rurik, maybe what they are doing now is the best way to smelt it. , but I still want you to do something."
"Do something? Oh, I can indeed do something." As he spoke, Rurik continued to look at the flames coming from the tall stove. "Lilika, I have been imagining a brand new stove, a stove that no one has ever seen before."
"Then do it! I just want my child not to die due to an accident." Lost his father."
Lilia's words made Rurik think of many things. Steelmaking is a dangerous thing in any era, and if a steelmaking worker has an accident at work, it might be a disaster. death. Steelmaking itself is accompanied by huge risks, but steel is the underlying material cornerstone for the development of human science and technology. What's more, for the Ross tribe, Rurik deliberately made himselfThe tribe has become a powerful existence with huge amounts of steel.
Rurik composed himself: "Lilia, I think your husband is touching an area he has never experienced before."
"What is that?"
< p>"Let's wait and see."Lilica forced out a smile and continued to caress her huge belly: "My hometown White Tree Manor has received your ironware, and life will definitely become better. . Now the little blacksmith in my belly is about to be born, Rurik, you are my child’s uncle.”
Uncle? It would be more appropriate to call me uncle! After all, her sister Svetlana is her father's official wife.
When Rurik thought about it, they could usually use the same word to describe their uncle, uncle, maternal uncle, foster father and even uncle.
"Oh, that's a good thing, I hope you can give birth to a boy."
"Of course a boy, I also want him to become a blacksmith. Rurik, give it to him Let’s pick a name.”
Rurik was sure that Lilia was not joking, and he had to take it seriously.
Looking at Lilia’s face, Rurik thought of the essence of her pure-blooded fur girl.
She is a pure Ilmen Slav in every sense of the word. Since she is a Slav, she must have a name that suits the occasion.
"Just call him Alexander."
"Huh? What's that name?" Lilia looked confused.
"You don't understand?"
"Why do I understand?"
Looking at her blank face, Rurik realized that this actually came from Greek words, or words from the Roman world, were really unfamiliar to her, a Slav. After Rurik thought about it, he realized that the so-called large number of common names of Russians actually came from two main sources, one was a biblical character, and the other was the common name of the Eastern Romans. After all, the Eastern Slavs in history were huge fans of Eastern Rome.
Thinking that Lilia only wanted her unborn son to be a blacksmith, it would be easy to choose a name in this case.
"Since he is a blacksmith, let's call him Blacksmith. Just call him Kuznetsov."
The meaning of this name is self-evident, and Lilia understood it instantly , nodded involuntarily, continued to caress his belly and murmured: "This name is not bad, then I will give him another word."
"What word?"
" It’s glorious. It’s called Kuzneslav.”
Hearing this, Rurik immediately understood what it meant, the so-called “glorious blacksmith.”
Lilia continued to caress her belly and murmured: "Kuya (Kuzneslav's nickname), you have your own name. You will become the best blacksmith."
Can an unborn child really become the best blacksmith?
Rurik wanted to believe that the child would be a boy. He looked sideways at Kawei, who was still standing at a high place dumping ore, and became more and more worried.Trust Lilia's expectations.
What's more, in terms of seniority, he will also be this child's uncle in the future.
A torch was thrown into the big furnace, and Kawei quickly walked down from the high platform.
At this moment, Klavason, who was already squatting at the skin blower, was fully prepared.
"Dad! Let's start!"
"Okay!"
Clavason was getting stronger and stronger. He struggled to press the skin bag down, and a strong air flow It is injected into the furnace along the blow hole. Thanks to the large amount of air entering, the burning torch began to ignite the charcoal. At this point, a long smelting process began.
According to the plan of the Clavarsons, after the new furnace is completed, all northern ores will be initially smelted, which is the so-called sponge iron.
Even with a small furnace, the smelting process takes a lot of time. Nowadays, it takes more time to serve a big furnace just to bake it hot.
Compared to other craftsmen, the blacksmith is probably the most patient. Because of their enthusiasm for work, just forging sponge iron requires holding a hammer and sweating for a long time. Want quick success? No! If sponge iron with a structure full of holes is smashed into an iron ingot, the number of times it can be struck is probably fixed. Even if a waterwheel is used to forge it, the number of times it is forged has not been reduced.
To use one word to describe what happened next, it was boring.
Do you want to continue watching the show?
No, there is nothing good to see anymore.
Orange flames continued to spurt out from the furnace mouth. Both Rurik and Kawei knew that such a flame color could only mean that the temperature of the furnace was too low.
Klavason has rich experience, and now he has understood through the knowledge gained from Rurik that "combustion is a process of violent chemical reactions", and the flame color is an assessment of the severity of the reaction. .
Only when the color of the ejection becomes continuously bright yellow, and the burning continues in this state for at least another afternoon, Klavasen is still sure that all the ores in the furnace will be burned into sponge iron.
Rurik returned with reverence for the future.
He rushed to the blacksmith shop early in the morning and was shocked to see the seven or eight-year-old blacksmith apprentices holding large amounts of dry charcoal and throwing it at the furnace mouth that was spitting out orange flames. Some children, under the command of Kamnier, worked together to play with the skin blower. Every time they pressed it, the flames became more intense.
Rurik learned one thing after meeting Kawei who had gotten up early to check the stove.
In order to take care of the largest stove he has ever owned in his life, Klavasen's spirit seemed to be twenty years younger and he became a strong man full of energy. He felt that he was full of strength, so throughout the night, this old guy kept throwing charcoal into the furnace based on the principle that the furnace could not be extinguished.
"Kawei, maybe you should stop him. Klavasen is old, and his excessive efforts will kill himself."Rick put his words very directly, and Kawei shrugged and was not angry.
"I want to stop him, but smelting is his lifelong pursuit."
"What about your father?"
"He is exhausted! He drank some wine before going to bed. He is in good condition, but I will take over the next work."
"Okay." Rurik continued to look at the stove and couldn't help but think. The meaning is regretful: "It seems that I will delay you for a while. There are obviously many swords that need to be made, and..."
"Crossbow?" Kawei said with a smile.
"Yes. We need new crossbows and new arrows, which all require you to provide the most basic steel."
"So you are worried that I have delayed production capacity. ? Your worries are unnecessary." Kawei faced his giant furnace and opened his arms, which were almost as thick as his thighs: "This is the largest furnace. We threw ten times the ore into it yesterday. I can smelt ten times the amount of sponge iron in one go! As long as I succeed this time, I will throw in twenty times the amount of ore next time!”
This is the truth. Rick was indeed happy, but he still had greater regrets. He murmured to himself: "Well, if I had known that you would build a giant furnace when you returned, wouldn't it be better if you told me earlier that we could design a blast furnace together."
For a whole day, Klavasen Father and son, and even all the blacksmith apprentices, everything revolves around the giant fire-breathing furnace.
To avoid accidental hazards, the stove's awning was removed.
In order to ensure that the stove continues to burn, during the day, the entire tribe's charcoal burners' inventory is gathered at the Klavasen family. In order to increase their enthusiasm, Kawei also spread the word that the Klavason family was willing to buy charcoal at a high price.
Everyone is profit-seeking, and Kawei also values credit.
There is no shortage of high-quality fuel for the stove, but the so-called fuel is almost all charcoal made from pine trees. It has three times the calorific value of pine branches, but the smell after burning is quite unpleasant.
The calorific value of the fuel has reached as high as 33 megajoules per kilogram. As long as the charcoal can be fully burned under high oxygen conditions, and as long as the temperature locking ability of the furnace is qualified, the hot sponge iron will react with the charcoal and become What Kawi had never seen before, what Rurik wanted most.
Rurik still doesn’t know how well Kawei’s new huge furnace can burn chromium ore, and he can’t even judge how high the temperature this hastily built furnace can maintain.
He continued to pay attention to the work of the blacksmith, and the never-ending flames of the huge furnace became the talk of the tribe residents and attracted a large number of leisurely people to stop and watch.
Among the onlookers, there were also the ten visitors who received good treatment at Narvik Port.
Modgen of Balmok and his nine brothers, they also marveled at the size of the settlement of the Rus tribe, the large number of ships in the fjord, and the Rurik of RusHe actually controlled the young boys and girls of the entire tribe.
They marveled at these things, and it was not until they stared dumbfoundedly at a fire dragon emerging from the huge furnace that they realized that their understanding of the Russian people was still as pure as a piece of white cloth.
The entire tribe hopes that the Klavasen family can smelt something interesting.
Ordinary life has an important topic to talk about. Some people think that they threw in a lot of ore, and the result is that the blacksmith can make more swords, so that everyone does not have to queue up, and the price of the sword will probably be reduced.
There are also some people who know a little bit about smelting. They use their imagination and begin to speculate that maybe a huge furnace can completely melt iron ore into water like copper ore.
Many people thought this was nonsense, but several other blacksmith families in the tribe watched the Klavason family's feat with eager eyes and had to pay attention to the legend about "direct smelting of molten iron". Youdao is a three-person team, so they have to think more about it. In addition, more realistic factors force them to pay special attention.
Just like smelting bronze, a small furnace melts the ore in the clay crucible into bronze water and casts it.
How...
If Klavasen is already good enough to melt iron ore, no matter what kind of miracle it is, as long as he succeeds, the huge iron output will be enough Let your family become a supporting role in the tribal blacksmith industry.
Lack of entertainment and life are dull, and the rumors about the blacksmith spread throughout the city in just one day and night.
Rurik had to lament that a man's words were formidable, and of course he was even more looking forward to what the Klavasen family's furnace could produce.
From the time the fire was lit in the evening of the first day until Klavasen felt that the time was ripe for roasting, more than forty hours passed.
It is already noon on the third day after the ignition, and the plan is to turn off the ignition.
What a great moment! At least two thousand people spontaneously gathered at Klavason's house, and hundreds of people even relied on their good eyesight to climb higher to get a closer look.
Rurik was standing in the position with the best view. He and the crowd were at the forefront, witnessing Kawei carrying a special giant fire tongs, with unstoppable courage, ascending the high steps.
"You are going to pull the sponge iron out of the stove with such violence? What a madman!"
Seeing that Kawei was stunned to put on a pair of poorly made leather jackets The mask had a dripping linen strip covering his entire head. It looked like he was fighting against the heat.
The whole job is full of danger, and it itself is also very stupid. Taking out the smelted finished product actually requires craftsmen to risk their lives to get it.
In full view of the crowd, Klavasen roared to attract the attention of the onlookers.
"Tribesmen! Be careful! The slag that can burn people until nothing is left is coming out!"
Slag? Clavarson actually used "Ore WasteThe compound word "thing" is used to describe slag.
Most tribesmen have no interest in iron smelting, so naturally they know nothing about this term, even if they live in the same huge settlement as the blacksmith.
Behind Rurik are his close associates, as well as his wives and concubines, including seemingly very weak girls like Carlotta, Ella, and Sepolava. , were all ordered by Rurik to see the blacksmith's masterpiece.
Klavasen finished speaking something that almost no one could understand, and then took one of his iron chisels, walked into the slag outlet that had been sealed in advance, and began to work hard. Excavating the weak spot in the furnace
Carlotta was a little nervous: “Rurik, what will happen next? That man is destroying the stove. Could it be that he wants to dismantle the stove? In my hometown, blacksmiths literally dismantle furnaces. ”
Rurik immediately understood what the girl Carlotta meant. Yes, Rurik and Klavassin learned from the previous exchange that the only way for the Russians to smelt was to dismantle the furnace and get sponge iron. As for Later, he switched to a reused stove, which actually didn’t have much age.
“I don’t know what happened. I can only tell you that he didn’t destroy the stove. ”
Carlotta didn’t speak any more until she saw Klavasen jump up suddenly, and an amazing scene happened!
A large amount of dark red things spewed out. , because of the pressure, the spewing speed is quite fast
It is as sticky as summer honey, and it is like freshly made yogurt, but it is obviously full of danger.
Sister Carlotta subconsciously just grabbed Rurik's arms
Sepolava simply hugged her brother Terravis's waist and hid behind him.
“Are you afraid? "
"Yes...a bit. It feels very dangerous. "Carlotta said weakly, and at the same time, the entire scene was filled with amazing shouts because people saw all the unprecedented things.
What did everyone see? It was actually slag
If we were to use a very appropriate term to describe the current slag, is there any better term than magma?
The composition of slag is almost all silicate, so how can it be that it is not magma? !