Lu Daoyuan was silent. He did care about his son in this way, but profit was related to nearly 30% of the entire family's income.

It is really heartbreaking to see such a huge profit disappear.

At this time, Xiang'er whispered, "Dad, I heard people say that Mr. Wu An dislikes people who oppose him the most. I feel that since dad has been on your side for a long time, he should stand to the end and change the court rashly, fearing that in the end

They are not human inside or out."

Lu Daoyuan gradually calmed down his impatience, sat down, pondered for a while, then looked at Xiang'er and asked.

"How is your mother's family doing now?"

Xiang'er smiled and said, "My family is affiliated with Zhang Xiaoniang, and we usually pay filial piety, but Zhang Xiaoniang doesn't accept it. We only need us to pay taxes regularly and rationed, but she takes the majority of the cooperative business."

Lu Daoyuan raised his eyebrows, "Are you talking about the crazy woman next to Junshang who never cares about etiquette?"

Xiang'er's expression suddenly changed, and she said cautiously, "Dad, be careful. From the rise of Lord Wu An to the present day, will anyone who has spoken shamelessly in front of him still be alive?"

Lu Daoyuan took a breath of cold air, the grass on the grave of anyone who offended Wu Anjun was three feet long.

Because of this, he would act like a king in the beginning. But as his property grows bigger and bigger, this man sometimes becomes distracted.

At this moment, when I suddenly thought about it, sweat poured down my face, and my face turned pale.

After a long time, he sighed, "Fortunately, my son stopped me in time."

He looked at his son and asked, "Is it true that Xiang'er feels uncomfortable?"

Lu Hongguang smiled and said, "Dad, this excuse will not only allow you to go home with me, but it will also prevent others from saying anything."

Lu Daoyuan touched his beard and narrowed his eyes. Yes, his son has grown up and can think. This is the sign of adulthood.

Xiang'er warned, "Dad, from now on, you must not speak ill of Zhang Xiaoniang, and you must not talk nonsense in front of Mr. Wu An, do not give him face, and ignore etiquette. The only one who is still alive and kicking is Zhang Xiaoniang."

After Lu Daoyuan nodded in agreement, he then called a few servants over and ordered them to go to the gates of the mansions of several leading gentry to see when they would come back.

In the side hall of Yang Qian's mansion, there are fifty-two tables neatly placed.

When everyone enters, they naturally sit down according to their financial resources and status.

The leader asked the soldier, "Excuse me, when will Mr. Wu An come?"

The soldier smiled very strangely and said, "Mr. Wu An is so busy, and you still come uninvited. Let's wait and see when you are free."

After saying that, the soldier was about to close the door. Suddenly he seemed to have thought of something and said to everyone.

"There is a statue of clear water on your desk. Please use it with caution."

After saying that, he didn't stop, closed the door and went out. At this time, there was a sound of the friction of armor.

All I saw was that neat soldiers outside had surrounded the entire side hall.

However, everyone didn't think much about it, thinking that this was the ceremony for Lord Wu An to appear. What everyone couldn't figure out was why these people were facing bigger. According to ordinary guards, weren't their backs to the side hall?

After everyone sat down and started thinking, it didn't take long for everyone to start talking.

From the beginning of how to discuss with Mr. Wu An, to the end, it sounded like Mr. Wu An was afraid of them with the strength of dozens of people.

Perhaps because of the intense public sentiment, no one had time to eat the morning meal. Only then did they realize that they were a little hungry.

Someone said in a weird way, "I heard that Mr. Wu An has never respected etiquette. When I saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation. He didn't even have refreshments."

"Who says it's not the case? I'm so hungry that my chest is touching my back, and I don't know when I can eat the morning meal."

Everyone started talking one after another, and dissatisfaction also rose in the side hall.

There is nothing wrong with grabbing profits from business. After all, you are a high official and a king.

But now Mr. Wu An wants to ruin the market and everyone is eating in one pot. If you eat more, everyone will see you as a noble and won't care about you.

Good guy, you'd better smash the pot directly. Many small families can't even drink the soup now.

After half an hour of waiting, some impatient people could no longer bear it, stood up and came to the door.

"Dang~~~!"

The burly Xuanjia Army soldiers clashed their halberds and blocked the way, saying in a deep voice.

"No one can leave the side hall without Lord Wu An's order."

A few of them looked at me, and I looked at you, feeling that something was wrong, but there was nothing to say to these big-headed soldiers.

foundry.

Yang Gan stood in front of a machine and kept looking at it.

Zhang Yumeng was beside him, holding the drawings and directing everyone.

Some relatively large parts were hoisted with the assistance of roller skates.

"Move to the side. This is the largest shell and needs to be placed at the back."

"Yes, just leave it like this. Come on, install it for me."

It didn’t take long for the machine, which looked like a semi-finished product, to be installed gradually.

Two huge motors are placed below. This machine is a bit long. In fact, the machine itself is not big, but it has a metal rolling conveyor belt.

Ou Yexia wiped the sweat from her face with a towel, her eyes widened.

"This, this is the rolling mill?"

Zhang Yumeng nodded and said, "That's right."

"Can a lot of metal be pressed into a pancake?"

Zhang Yumeng smiled and said, "Yes, but if you roll it hard, it will put a lot of pressure on the two metal pillars, and it may even cause the surface to be uneven."

"So, if you want to heat the metal, it won't be a big problem even if you don't have to make it into plates."

Yang Qian circled the machine several times, and in the end he couldn't help but be amazed.

"How powerful this is."

"Hehe, at least with 435 horsepower, it's absolutely terrifying."

Yang Qian was still quite puzzled, "It's very strange that the alloy can be pressed into plates with just such a little force."

Yang Gan didn't understand the principle at all, because the power of one horsepower was very abstract.

For people like Yang Qian, who are idiots in mathematics and physics, it is almost as if they are talking to each other like chickens and ducks. It is not as fast as Ou Yexia's understanding.

One horsepower is equal to about 75 kilograms, which can be lifted to one meter in one second.

Yang Qian felt like his scalp was numb just by reading this explanation.

Zhang Yumeng shrugged and said, "I know the principle, but this is my first time making this thing."

"Don't you like mechanical things? You've never used them yourself?"

The corner of Zhang Yumeng's mouth twitched fiercely, "Please, many things can be bought directly as finished products. Why should I buy a rolling mill and start from raw materials myself? Isn't this weird?"

Yang Qian was stunned for a moment before he recalled how convenient online shopping was in his previous life. Except for contraband, there was nothing he could buy online.

If you want to buy a motor, it's not just a matter of clicking on your phone with your finger.

At this time, Ou Yexia took out a piece of copper-tin-nickel alloy three fingers thick from the furnace and placed it on the metal conveyor belt.

Zhang Yumeng immediately adjusted the thickness of the roller of the rolling mill and pressed the switch.

The roar of the motor was heard, and the long conveyor belt began to rotate.

The alloy bars were placed on the teleporter and transported there, but what happened next made Yang Qian frown.

The alloy bar was not transported straight, but diagonally and sideways for a while. Ou Yexia watched the whole process and could only straighten the alloy bar before entering the rolling process.

When two huge, thick and hard rollers bit the alloy strip, the red alloy was crushed over without even holding on for a second.

The area is much larger, but the height has dropped by at least one-third.

Yang Qian's eyebrows were raised and his eyes were wide open.

"Success?"

"Damn it, it really worked."

Ou Yexia looked ecstatic, looking at Zhang Yumeng like a god, and said with conviction.

"Zhang Xiaoniang's craftsmanship is really like a ghost."

But Zhang Yumeng ignored the two of them and took the alloy bar back with pliers to take back the conveyor belt again, then adjusted the gap between the two rollers and then rolled it.

The alloy gradually began to expand its area and its thickness gradually became thinner.

Each time the alloy cools down a bit, it is heated again.

When the alloy is finally rolled to the required thickness, the alloy strip has turned into an irregular alloy plate larger than an A4 paper.

While Yang Qian and Ou Yexia were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, Zhang Yumeng turned off the switch, frowned and looked at the conveyor belt and pressure steel column.

Perhaps seeing something wrong with Zhang Yumeng, Yang Ganqi said, "Isn't this a success? Why don't you even have a smile on your face?"

Zhang Yumeng pointed at the roller and said dissatisfiedly, "It's so good. You see, it's just an alloy bar. After it's pressed, the surface is no longer smooth."

Yang Qian took a closer look and saw some dark stains on the rollers, and couldn't help but care.

"The alloy just burned red. It doesn't matter. Just wipe it and it'll be fine."

Zhang Yumeng said speechlessly, "This is high-speed steel. Logically speaking, even if the alloy is hot, it will not leave traces. The only explanation is that the quality of the rollers is not up to standard."

"Didn't you say that it's okay to use high-speed steel to make this thing? After all, it can withstand high temperatures. If you think it's not possible, you might as well use high-carbon steel."

Yang Qian doesn't understand, but there really aren't many special steels available now.

Zhang Yumeng shook his head and said, "The roller, that is, the roller, has withstood strong rolling force, severe wear and thermal fatigue. Moreover, the hot roller works at high temperature. In fact, wear is very normal, so surface hardness is not required, only surface hardness is required. High strength, toughness and heat resistance are required.”

Yang Qian was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

Although I deeply hate loan sharking, its existence must have its own value.

If you have a need for this thing and society has a need for it, then you cannot ban it. If it is banned, it will inevitably go underground, making it even more troublesome to deal with.
Chapter completed!