Chapter 316 It cracked violently due to eating too much

Klavason and his son did not rest. They were determined to tame the huge furnace in their home. They also shared their love for smelting and their pursuit of wealth. A new round of smelting began.

The new smelting begins with heating the furnace. For this reason, the father and son have already sent charcoal burners to refuel the furnace, allowing them to reserve a large amount of new charcoal. Similarly, the ore mined from local mines was piled up into a small hill.

This time Klavasen encouraged his son Kawei to have what can be called the greatest adventure in his life.

"Kawei, remember my words! This time we are going to smelt all the ores! Then you don't have to risk grabbing the sponge iron with pliers! When I release all the slag, we will It will take two or three days for the furnace to cool down naturally after the smelting is completed. In this way, the sponge iron we obtain will be enough for us to use for a month!”

Klavasen’s words were indeed a bit exaggerated, and he thought that he was once roasted. After getting married, Kawei agreed to his father's request.

A large amount of dry carbon was thrown into the furnace, and then Kawei threw in a torch, and soon smoke came out. At the same time, Klavasen pulled up to four leather bag blowers out of the house and connected them to the four inherent air inlets that were suddenly drilled out.

Obviously, when smelting begins, all blacksmith apprentices will participate in heavy blasting operations, just to help their master complete a smelting on an unprecedented scale in the history of the Russians.

It was a clear morning. After a night of warming the stove, Klavasen decided that the furnace had entered its optimal state.

The blacksmith apprentices, including Kamne, have full confidence in the next smelting, and everyone is waiting for their master to give the final order.

The tall furnace radiated terrible heat. Kawei stared at the furnace and saw that the scene around its edges became swaying in a daze.

The furnace is too hot, it is a good time for smelting.

However, a strange and unpleasant feeling suddenly sprouted in Kawei's heart.

"Dad, I know we have to take risks. But are you going to throw all the ore mined in ten days into that furnace?"

"Are you afraid?" Clark Watson looked at his son displeased.

"Of course I'm not afraid. But, how long will it take to burn so much ore?!"

"So you are worried about fuel?"

" A little bit."

"That's the only thing you don't have to worry about!" Clavarson said confidently: "Of course our current smelting consumes a lot of fuel. I have already contacted the charcoal burners, and everything is fine. Question. No matter how long the furnace needs to burn, we will never lack good fuel."

"Okay." Kawei nodded, even though his doubts still lingered.

Klavasen imagined a beautiful picture in his mind, that is, opening the slag outlet, a large amount of molten slag flowing out, and what is left in the furnace is a huge number of hot sponge iron stacked on top of each other.

He continued to encourage his son: "You have made a huge furnace, it should smelt the most ore at one time, otherwise it will be flashy. This time, we will try its limit. As long as we make a big profit Success, we will no longer have to work hard to smelt sponge iron for a long time in the future. We will spend our time on deep processing of the large amount of sponge iron we produce."

"Let's get started, Dad. "

"Okay!"

With Klavasen's order, the blacksmith apprentices began to line up in the assembly line and began to pass the ore that was broken into small pieces to each other.

It was Kamnier who stood at the top of the steps, standing next to the hot hearth, knowing full well that a stupid touch could turn his fingers into a piece of cooked meat.

He felt that he had gained the favor of his master. He was the last baton in the entire feeding process, and all the ores had to be thrown into the furnace through his hands.

Kamne is almost throwing ores, and every drop of ore brings violent tremors of the flames and a large amount of sparks spurting out, just like a hiccup from the abyss fire dragon.

A rather long period of time passed. When Kamne struggled to move his immature body away from the price increase, he suddenly slumped to the ground and couldn't help wiping his head with his sleeves. Sweat.

The situation of other children is not much better. We are all members of the "human conveyor belt". In fact, everyone has touched and moved every piece of ore.

They are children after all, and after a lot of physical exertion, they just want to sit down and have a good rest.

"What are you doing?! Everyone, stand up!" Klavason stared, frightening all the children to get up again.

"Did I let you rest?! A blacksmith dares to be lazy at a critical moment. Do you realize that laziness will lead to failure in smelting? I am merciful, but will your master be merciful in the future? Why are you standing still for making mistakes? Come and get the charcoal. Didn’t you see that the temperature of the furnace has dropped?”

The children were almost paralyzed by fear. Tightened for the second time, all the children, led by Kamni, hurried to the small room where the charcoal blocks were stacked, and went straight to the stove with bundles of pine charcoal in their arms.

"Don't dawdle, keep running!" Klavason put his head together and kept flapping his hands.

Under his urging, Kamni ran all the way, even though he felt that his chest was about to burst. Without paying attention, he fell onto the sandy ground, and his burlap clothes were stained with a lot of sand. Thanks to the protection of the charcoal, he was not injured.

"What are you doing? Are you going to be a coward? Kamne, get up here. Your master does not want cowards!"

The boy Kamne gritted his teeth and got up. , dragging his tired body and continuing to hold the broken charcoal branches straight to the stove.

A large number of bundles of charcoal were thrown directly into the furnace. Gradually, Klavason, who was watching the flames,Father and son noticed a change in the color of the flames.

Because all the ores were thrown in at once, the temperature of the furnace dropped sharply, causing the red flames to sink into fierce and terrifying smoke. The fishing boats on the sea even thought that someone on the shore was on fire.

Is it enough to just throw all the charcoal into the stove?

Of course not.

Clavason was like a stern teacher. He pointed out the names of the lazy ones one by one, and especially said some unpleasant words to Kamni.

The nervous children struggled to overcome their fatigue. They ran to the idle leather bag blowers one after another, and aimed all four blower outlets at the air inlet of the furnace. They began to work in pairs, constantly lifting and pressing the furnace, causing a large amount of air to be poured into the furnace, and the flames emerging from the top of the furnace became more spectacular.

So Klavason deliberately abused the blacksmith apprentices under his command?

Abuse? He, an old guy, didn't dare, and there was no need.

These so-called apprentices are not our own people after all. They are all Rurik's servants.

Clavason had no intention of harming them, but he also served as a teacher responsibly.

So in the face of his father's harsh measures, Kawei just watched from the side without feeling anything wrong at all. I really responded to those words: "I am doing it for your own good."

Klavason is indeed like this. His actions now are exactly the same as Kawhi who trained himself in his young state many years ago. He wants to hand over his lifelong abilities to young people who are interested in blacksmithing. For this reason, it is normal for him to be impatient and impatient.

Kamne knew what his master meant, and he even cherished the opportunity to be scolded. Even if he was very tired, was it still more laborious than carrying a rattan basket to transport ore?

A total of eleven children took the lead in operating the blower. Seeing the flames spurting out, Klavasen's sullen face finally relaxed, and Kawei noticed that his father was actually smiling secretly.

"They seem to be very tired." Kawei said casually.

"Indeed. But compared to the efforts we have to make in the future, what is this hardship?"

Kawei suddenly had some insights into life and couldn't help but nod in agreement with his father's words: " It seems that Kamne is very hardworking. He is already very hardworking in Ironburg in the north."

"That's right. Didn't you realize that Rurik intends to become brothers with this little kid? , He is so lucky."

"I understand. He wants to prove that he is useful to the master."

All of them will sigh after many years. Witnessing a great moment together. Let's go, Kawei, after all, this is all our business."

Two senior blacksmiths finally joined the key blowers, as many as four leather bag blowers. Start simultaneously.

If you expect a blower with limited capacity to blow in a large amount of air, then you really underestimate the smelting industry.

Klavason and his son were on a protracted adventure. Finally, the children fell down tiredly. Klavason had no intention of ordering the exhausted children to continue fighting, but the blower still required a strong person. Stop control.

How to find labor force?

Oh, as long as you give enough money, there are many young men in the tribe who are willing to work hard.

By the end of the day, the Clavarsons had completely become spectators.

The current situation has become a bit strange. Although the ore is still being burned by heat, the people who operate the blowers and throw new carbon into the furnace have all become young fishermen making extra money.

The Klavasen family has already accumulated a considerable amount of wealth. Because of their indestructible alliance with Rurik, the family's wealth can only increase in value.

Forging for survival has long become a thing of the past. Seeing those young fishermen working on the big stoves to make money, an unprecedented sense of comfort really made Klavasen feel comfortable all over.

An old guy with a beard and white hair sitting on a wooden chair, with as many as eleven children beside him.

Clavason sat quietly, watching the hired hands doing boring work.

Kawei stood behind his father and couldn't help but excite: "If we had known this, why should we work hard? Look at you, your body is almost falling apart."

"Oh, I How I want to be young again."

"You? Recognize the reality, you are already an old man."

Klavason shook his head regretfully: "At least your woman will give birth. It’s called Kuzneslav, right?”

“Yes, a Novgorod-like name”

Klavasen shrugged: “After all, Lilia. She is also the daughter of a leader. Well, this is my grandson’s name. You must train your son as harshly as I did.”

“I understand...”

"Just what?"

Kawei pointed slightly: "We can definitely hire many people to work for us. We don't need them to come to forge, they can do a lot of chores."

Kawei smiled knowingly: "How can I be lazy. Besides, I'm afraid Rurik will be more willing to educate your grandson, because they are relatives, right?"

Klavasen thought for a while , couldn't help laughing slowly.

As many as eighteen fishermen who screen the nets are employed. Anyway, the work of mending the nets is mainly the responsibility of the women of the family. Almost all the fishermen who come ashore will be transformed into loggers or hunters immediately. A family Working hard is to make life better. Of course they can amass wealth by gathering people to rob, but looting is not life.Mainstream, it faces huge risks.

The hired fishermen received an extremely generous salary promise from Klavasen. In order to get these two silver coins, they had to ensure that the furnace was always running at high temperature.

The work even lasted until late at night! What's going on inside the furnace? Late at night, Kawei tried to touch it with a pair of pokers. He did touch a lot of solid substances, and he really felt the resistance of the sticky and hot slag.

The stove still needs to continue burning, even if it has consumed up to twenty silver coins worth of pine wood charcoal, all the efforts are worth it.

In fact, to be fair, all the efforts are not very much.

Until late at night, Kawei felt that there was no big problem in his adventure with his father.

But serious problems always happen slowly and at an opportunity that is invisible to the naked eye.

Because the so-called slag that Kawei was testing with giant fire tongs was no longer pure slag.

The flames ejected from the furnace mouth are yellow-white. If Kawei had clairvoyant eyes, he would be able to see the white flames in the core area of ​​the furnace.

Key parts of the huge furnace have been in a white flame state for a long time, which means that the extreme high temperature in the furnace has reached a certain critical value!

It’s another early morning, but this day is a little hazy.

Many people are saying that this is a sign that it is going to rain. If it rains, daily fishing work will be forced to be put on hold, because no one believes that their small fishing boat can withstand the huge wind and waves. Even Rurik and his fishing boats now have to consider a passive fishing moratorium of returning to port to take shelter from the wind.

The haze can only make the Clavarsons a little unhappy, but what makes them even more regretful is that they abused their children's strength yesterday and forced them to do strenuous exercise in a short period of time. Now they are all alone Everyone's arms are sore, and they all claim that they can't carry heavier things for the time being.

Klava didn’t take it seriously. He and his son Kawei rewarded the employees who took turns operating the blowers at night with large quantities of dried fish.

They ate something quickly, and at the same time, two silver coins of good quality were stuffed into their hands.

As expected, the blacksmith kept his promise. He not only paid commissions but also took care of the food. The Klavassins were really good people.

Since the other party is a good person, they are willing to continue.

Clavason also planned this. Since many people are very tired, the ore in the furnace should be smelted successfully day and night.

"The last half day! In the middle of the day, even if your work basically stops, I will still pay you two silver coins. Now continue to work!"

Can you get it so easily? With four silver coins accumulated, who would give up the opportunity when such a good thing falls on his shoulders?

More charcoal is thrown into the stove, and the blower is still running.

It seems like today is still a good start and there are no problems.

I knew that a sudden muffled sound caused all those operating the blower to stop what they were doing.

Klavasen, who had closed his eyes to relax, suddenly sat up straight: "What's wrong with you? Keep working!"

"But blacksmith, didn't you hear a strange noise just now? "Someone shouted cautiously. His words aroused strong alarm among everyone.

"Strange noise!? I think it's because you haven't slept and are hearing hallucinations."

"But..." The man wanted to explain that he heard it correctly, but a new noise suddenly came. Come on, now Klavason himself has heard it.

It seems that it is a shattering sound? !

Klavason had just had an idea when a new muffled sound came from the stove. Now he really couldn't sit still!

As for the employees, they simply hid in the furnace out of instinctive self-preservation.

Finally, obvious cracks appeared in the hardened stove. Seeing the current scene, the hairs all over Klavason’s body had already stood up!

He stammered: "Quick! Run! You idiots, if you don't want to die, run away!"

Klavasen finally turned into a roar, and around him A group of boys with sore arms ran away first, followed by the employees, who fled in panic.

And the cracked furnace continued to twist and deform, and finally through the huge cracks visible to the naked eye, bright yellow light suddenly appeared.

Is it fire? No! It is an unprecedented existence, flowing out unscrupulously like running water.

Clavason was stunned on the spot, he had no idea what the thing in front of him meant.

Until there was a muffled sound, the entire furnace suddenly collapsed. A belly full of molten material was hit by the falling debris. Some of the molten material was splashed, and part of it actually landed in the room where the charcoal was stored in the Klavasen family, and a fire ignited in an instant.

"Oops!" Klavasen witnessed the hot molten substances on the ground, which were likely to flow into his home and ignite the entire house. At least the charcoal storage room is already on fire, and I'm afraid there's no chance of putting out the fire there.

He didn't care about cleaning up the mess of the destroyed furnace. In the critical moment, he just wanted to protect his family.

Klavasen got into the house and shouted at the top of his lungs: "It's on fire! Kawei, take your mother and your wife and leave quickly! Go to our old house!"

Kawei Wei was a little confused. He originally wanted to say some warm words to his wife who was about to give birth to calm Lilia's nervousness, but his father's roar made the whole family nervous.

Kawei complained a little. When he supported his wife and approached the door, he saw that the stove not far away turned into a terrifying existence that was hot and on fire. He was almost stupid! At least Lilia was stunned.

"Let's go! It's important to hold on to your life!"

Kawei woke up from a dream. Anyway, the stove was finished, so he really had no choice but to escape with his father. As for my own house, thank God, at least a large amount of wealth is secretly buried underground in the old house. It is not a big problem if a new house is rebuilt. Only the lives of my family matter!