Slags that are completely in magma state pour out from the slag outlet unbridled. They are actually a kind of molten volcanic glass that quickly begins to solidify when it comes into contact with the cool ground.
Subsequent slag continues to gush out, stacked on top of the slag that begins to solidify in front, forming a layered, wavy shape.
Most of the Russian people have never paid attention to blacksmith smelting, so how can they understand the slag?
Their limited cognition simply cannot understand what is happening in front of them. How to explain it? Perhaps the blacksmith learned some Asgardian technology through Rurik?
People regard Asgard as a holy land in the sky. It is the home of the gods and controls unparalleled technology.
It is a bit strange to say that it is entirely because Rurik promoted a concept, the so-called "Asgardian technology can be reproduced in the human world." He has been explaining from the beginning that the unprecedented things he has created are not divine power. Behind them are knowledge and technology. As long as they are obtained, mortals can become great.
The onlookers marveled at the fact that the Klavasen family had acquired knowledge only available to the gods. Everyone whispered to each other and speculated on what the hot and sticky things that overflowed were.
Rurik crossed his hands and noticed Klavasen’s gloomy face with interest.
He shouted directly: "Klavason, what are you afraid of?!"
"Sir!" Klavason really didn't know what to say, he shrugged his shoulders and opened his mouth. He opened his hands and quickly hugged his old face full of wrinkles and beard.
"What do you want to say?"
"I...I have never seen such a gushing slag!"
"Oh, Then you must have never seen volcanoes and lava. Klavasen, leave the slag alone, cool it down with water, and shovel the solidified slag away." Rurik ordered.
Clavason and Kawei, who were standing high up, both felt something was wrong. After all, as blacksmiths, they had never seen slag waste flowing over such an area.
"Do as he says, Dad!" Kawe shouted.
Looking up at his son, Klavasen calmed down, then hurried back to the house, carrying a bucket full of stream water, and poured it directly on the hot slag.
In just a moment, the water instantly turned into neat and violent white smoke!
Who has ever seen such a terrifying amount of wet and hot water mist?
People began to scream spontaneously, and some people even climbed on the roof because they were so excited that they did not prepare well and rolled and fell to the ground, screaming.
The water vapor actually formed a spectacular mushroom cloud. Its appearance was the third time that shocked the ignorant tribesmen.
When the water vapor dissipated, a large amount of slag had turned black, and the surface was severely cracked.
Kawei simply jumped down from the steps. Together with his father, he picked up a long-handled shovel and slightly cleaned up the slag, which was mostly solidified.
The overall slag is still sticky, it actually becomes a kind of glass. Kawei has already known this, so he and his father have experience in cleaning them. However, cleaning up so much slag is a real challenge.
The flame in the furnace is still burning, and because the air is no longer blowing hard, the temperature inside it has dropped.
What the blacksmiths need is sponge iron. Since the molten slag that flooded them has basically overflowed, the remaining sponge iron is stacked on top of each other and piled at the bottom of the furnace.
When the still-smoking black slag was piled into a hill, the onlookers realized how these strange things that had cooled down looked like rocks. No, they are just rocks!
What is it like to watch iron smelting?
Kawei felt that standing on the high platform, he was the revered king.
In fact, blacksmiths are indeed highly respected by everyone, because people really need all kinds of metal tools nowadays, and in order to get them, people are willing to spend a lot of wealth to buy them.
The tall stove exudes frighteningly high temperatures, especially the temperature at the stove mouth. Just standing on the steps, Kawei felt that an iron pick had been put on a skinned fat sheep and placed at the stove mouth. It can be cooked in a short time.
In order to prevent himself from turning into a roasted sheep, Kawei had no choice but to pour water on himself desperately. Then he stood on a high platform with a huge tongs and bravely put the tongs into the stove to detect the location of the sponge iron. .
He found an obstacle, determined that it was the target, grabbed it with a pair of tongs, and struggled to pull the tong upward.
"It's really stupid. Are you going to pull up the iron block like this? If you weren't wearing thick leather gloves, your arms would be burnt." Rurik curled his lips, his expression Full of helplessness and regret.
The other onlookers, with their mouths wide open and their eyes wide open, watched helplessly as the brave young blacksmith pulled out a lump of hot material that glowed with yellow and white light from the furnace.
Rurik saw that the gloves were already smoking violently because Kawei needed to use the tongs to hit some very hot parts.
"What a madman! After you solve this matter, I will help you transform this terrible stove and make it docile."
Kawei is simply here Fighting in the flames, he realized that his decision was quite foolish, but he had no better way.
So, Kawei can’t cool down the stove first and then easily take out the sponge iron?
He can't do that.
If a large amount of water is poured into the stove, God knows what will happen to the huge amount of steam generated.
In fact, during his long-term smelting work, the young Klavasen tried to violently extinguish his former furnace. In the end, the fixed clay furnace he had built was damaged by steam and cracked everywhere. It directly shattered during the smelting.
Following his father’s lesson, Kawei was really worried that pouring water into such a large stove would cause the whole stove to collapse.If it collapses, it's over.
Of course he can also wait for the natural cooling of the furnace, but since the initial design of the tall furnace requires finding ways to use existing materials to build a furnace with excellent temperature locking capabilities, then its natural Cooling must also be a long process.
Klavason and his son were not so carefree. Kawei had no choice but to face the shocked, worried and even expectant eyes of his tribe, risking huge risks of being burned, and probed one piece after another. He pulled out the hot sponge iron, let go of the tongs, and let it fall to the ground.
A piece of sponge iron has fallen to the ground, and another piece has fallen from a height. The strong collision produced very beautiful sparks.
While waiting, Klavason quickly carried the fire tongs and kept pulling the sponge iron that his son had thrown down away from the stove. Finally, he violently cooled it down with a bucket of water.
In the past, Rurik thought that Kawei was trying his best, but what Klavason did now was puzzling to him, a sensible person.
But Rurik soon figured out the reason.
Kawei fully embodies the strength and robustness of a steelworker, as well as his extraordinary tolerance for heat.
Although he was wearing a leather mask, he was also wearing thick leather clothes, and even a wet turban that wet his head. These measures were not good at blocking the heat. Kawei climbed down the stairs exhausted. He took off all his leather clothes and the thoroughly dried turban, revealing his hot and red face. He threw away the linen-lined clothes without any scruples, only to see that under his thick chest hair, there was also skin like a boiled lobster.
Kawei had actually been burned by heat, but these burns were very minor.
The work was over, and Rurik hurried over. He stopped next to Klavasen and witnessed the pile of large amounts of blackened chromium-iron alloy that was densely packed with holes and resembled sponge iron.
"I can't believe that you finally succeeded."
"Yes. I'm going to be burned to death! In the north, our big furnace doesn't have this danger. Rick, maybe building a bigger stove isn't a good idea," Kawei was saying, but Rurik wasn't angry at all.
Rurik turned to look at Klavason: "I saw you cooling them with water. You should strike while the iron is hot."
"Strike the iron? Forget it." Klavason pointed out Pointing to the sponge iron at his feet, he pointed to the stove that was still full of heat: "Although it is a bit risky, this stove is our holy place for smelting sponge iron. As a blacksmith, Kawei has an obligation to take risks. You know, smelting sponge iron This is the beginning of all forging. I need a large amount of sponge iron reserves, so that I only need to reheat it in a small furnace to be able to forge freely."
"That's true," Rurik nodded. He really knows the value of sponge iron, a primary smelt. He raised his little head and looked at Kawei, who was all red: "You are working hard! Oh, maybe you don't feel it."
"Me! I am very proud." Kawei revealed his big manThe child's sunny smile was somewhat inconsistent with the color of his grilled lobster.
"Are you proud? You are still working hard. But you have indeed made great achievements. You actually used only one furnace and only one smelting to burn all the northern ore we brought back. ! Oh, although there are not a lot of these ores."
"This is the advantage of the huge furnace!" Clavarson sat cross-legged casually, holding a piece of sponge iron that was still a little hot, and manipulated it. After a quick and violent strike with his low-carbon steel hammer, a large number of metal lines were revealed on the striking surface, and the hard texture really shocked Klavasen. "Oh, just sponge iron is so hard!"
"It is very hard!" Rurik proudly threatened, "No matter what kind of steel is smelted with our local ores, it cannot be compared with the steel from the north. The ore produced in the settlement is comparable to that."
At this point, Klavasen completely believed in Rurik's words. Seeing is believing. Today, he really saw the power of the so-called ferrochrome.
Those Covin people who were ordered to settle in Ironburg in the north, a group of newly trained blacksmiths have emerged in two months. Although those guys were all Rurik's slaves, Rurik was actually using the labor force of those slaves to sell a powerful chrome ax to the Russians, which made Klavasen jealous and in danger.
After all, all the blacksmiths in his family and even his tribe are in a business alliance with Rurik. This is a contract that is written in writing and witnessed by the priest in person.
But the contract never restricted Rurik’s transfer of technology to his slaves.
Clavason’s head is not a lump. He certainly knows how to exploit slave labor in order to maximize his own interests. For example, he himself is using Kamne and ten other Corvin boys. The labor force is so large that he can demarcate a mining site in the mountainous area and leave the rest to the "small miners" under his command. Nowadays, Klavasen really doesn't have to go to the mountains to mine it himself. Thanks to those children, the Klavason family's iron production can overwhelm their peers in the tribe.
As a result, a large amount of ferrochromium in the form of sponge iron was collected and piled into the ore warehouse of the Klavasen family. After all, all the furnaces in the house have been divided into processes. For example, one furnace is dedicated to smelting sponge iron and double-heating semi-finished blanks, and the other is responsible for carburizing and smoldering sword and ax heads. Now, with the emergence of huge stoves, Klavasen quickly re-planned the uses of each stove.
What happened in the huge smelting furnace has naturally become an important topic of conversation among the tribesmen.
Ordinary tribesmen regarded this matter as an anecdote and expressed their admiration for the ability of a Ross blacksmith.
But when the ten visitors to Narvik Port arrived, the matter changed.
The sound of ding-ding-dong-dong continued to be heard in the blacksmith shop. Even at night, when the only sounds of the waves should have been, the sound of the blacksmith's hammering added to the tranquility of the night.
Ten Balmok tribesmenThe travelers were treated as guests and stayed in comfortable wooden houses, and Rurik asked them to stay until the big leader returned. As for the day of return, I am afraid it will be early October. Even so, in order to meet the leader of Ross, the travelers would rather walk a long and slow road in the ice and snow than continue to wait.
Two days have passed since the iron smelting in the huge furnace. The leader of the travelers, Modgen, was tossing and turning from time to time. He even unconsciously ran to the vicinity of Klavason's house and looked at the furnace that was starting to operate for the second time from a distance.
Modgen was frightened when he thought of a strong blacksmith taking out nearly thirty pieces of hot sponge iron from the furnace at one time.
Of course Modgen didn't notice that the Klavasen family had been struggling for most of the day to get the stove running. The previous hardening furnace operation was not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also consumed a huge amount of charcoal to bake this "giant pottery".
He did not realize that behind the operation of this big furnace was the great effort put in by the blacksmith family. He only saw the successful side of the blacksmith after all the hardships and ignored the efforts.
In fact, as early as in Ironburg, Modgen was in awe of the Ross people's iron-smelting ability. He never thought that in Rossburg, he would see the peak smelting efficiency.
Modgen had to think a little more, why did the boy Rurik intentionally invite his brothers to watch this good show?
The Russians must be deliberately showing off their muscles! They are swearing to the Balmok people that they are powerful!
I originally visited the Kovin people and did business with them, but now I learned that all the Kovin people have become slaves of the Rus. Entering the legendary territory of the Rus, everyone continues to see incredible things. Modgen How not to think too much?
Modgen became an observer. He did not ask himself to figure out how to smelt with a giant furnace, he just wanted to see some details and make an assessment of the Russians' smelting efficiency, so that he could return to You can report your adventures to the leader in your hometown, and give a detailed explanation on "Russians have strange ways of smelting iron". He hoped that his travel stories could impress the Balmok leader and get a reward.
Modgen began to pay attention to the blacksmith's second smelting, and Rurik certainly knew about it.
It took the Klavasen family three days to finally forge all the ferrochrome sponge iron into ferrochrome alloy bars of basically the same size. These iron bars are only as big as a man's straight palm, which is equivalent to only 20cm. In such a short length of time, what are Kravassin and Carvey plotting? In fact, the two just want to make some excellent meat cutting knives. A hunter always needs a suitable knife. Chromium steel lacks toughness, so it would be terrible to forge a dagger, so they made small daggers and knives. The two believed it could do the job.
There is still a part of the ferrochrome that has not been forged. The Klavasen family has already made as many as fifty blanks. The long work of smoldering and carburizing is naturally left to Kamnier and other apprentices. The worker is responsible.