"Sir! Look at this," Ma Guang looked at Li Fan with some guilt and said, after the craftsmen in Xishan Workshop District worked endlessly, they finally got the blast furnace for steelmaking.

After heating of the preheating furnace, the iron ore quickly melted into liquid, and the refractory bricks burned from mixed graphite also withstood the test, but after the first furnace of steel refined, they were stunned.

Seeing Li Fan inserting a steel rod as thick as a finger into the anvil, the steel rod was instantly bent into an exaggerated arc with both arms.

As soon as Li Fan let go, the steel bar bounced back to its original appearance instantly and let out a "bang!"

After looking at the group of craftsmen who were timid, Ma Guang gritted his teeth and said, "Sir! It's not their business, it's a small decision to use this batch of newly shipped iron sand."

Li Fan stared at the trembling steel stick with his eyes lit up, waved his hand to stop Ma Guang, who was about to continue talking, and said, "This is not possible! The craftsmen who participated are all part of it, you can't take the credit for yourself!"

"Master?" Ma Guang looked confused and pointed to the iron stick inserted on the anvil and said, "Sir! Is this thing useful?"

"Of course it's useful, and it's also very useful! Where did the iron sand come from? Send someone to purchase it, and you'll need as much as you want!" Everyone was confused when Li Fan's words heard.

A craftsman asked with courage: "Sir, are you going to make a soft knife? That won't be enough to use so many, this furnace is enough to produce hundreds of pieces."

"Soft knife? You said that you can use spring steel to make swords? It's okay! But you must master the quenching process and use grease to quench it better!

However, these things are used to make swords and swords, and some of them are useless! Their correct usage should be like this. Li Fan remembers that on the Internet, there are experts with strong hands-on skills, who use car chassis spring steel to make sharp swords.

But what Li Fan needs most is not a sword, but a spring under the carriage. With the spring, he no longer has to suffer from bumps.

In addition, making crossbows with spring steel is also a good choice. Compared with traditional wooden crossbows, spring steel is undoubtedly much faster.

The conditions for use are not as restricted as those of wooden crossbows. As long as they are properly maintained and rusted, they can be used normally.

After hearing Li Fan explain the use of spring steel, the craftsmen smiled on their originally worried faces.

Li Fan fulfilled his promise on the spot, and one thousand taels of silver was placed directly in the craftsman's workshop, and the entire Xishan workshop was in full bloom.

"The head of the family! I heard that Lao Wang next door brought back more than 100 taels of silver, and he heard that he had broken his pockets of clothes! When can you get so much silver reward? I can do it for you in this life!"

"Don't talk nonsense! I'm right next to you when I'm sending the money! How could it be broken if someone puts it in leather pockets?"

The man said, turned over and turned to the other side. It took not long to get up from the bed, put on his clothes and walked outward.

"The head of the family! It's so late, where are you going?" the woman asked in confusion.

"I'll make a reward for money and get out that pulley set and let you make a cow and horse for me!"

The man answered, and went out without looking back.

This scene continued to happen in the Xishan Workshop District. The craftsmen's eyes were red with silver stimulated, and they wanted to eat and live in the Workshop.

Many of the ideas proposed by Li Fan were realized by them, and they also created something that Li Fan did not expect.

Li Fan was very happy about this and believed that the prosperity of Xishan Workshop District would definitely drive the economy of the Ming Dynasty.

At that time, people will follow suit, and workshop areas will bloom everywhere in the Ming Dynasty. By then, no one can stop the rise of the Ming Dynasty, and anyone who stands in front will be crushed by the torrent of steel.

Walking on the streets of the Workshop District and breathing in a bit of turbid air, Li Fan felt like he was returning to his later generations.

Just as he passed by a yard, he saw forty or fifty teenagers lined up. Although they were still pale and thin, their upright standing posture was meticulous.

"Ma Guang! Why is the school built in the workshop area?" Li Fan turned his head and asked Ma Guang who was following him.

"Sir! Didn't you say that you can run a private school in Xishan to let the children study?" Ma Guang replied in confusion.

Li Fan touched his nose. He said so, but he didn't say where it was built.

"Look for another yard, look at it, there are noisy sounds everywhere when working in the workshop. Can you still read here with peace of mind?"

"Yes! Sir! Let's do it now!" Ma Guang agreed, turned around and left.

Shaking his head, Li Fan walked into Xishan School. Tang Feng, who was correcting the standing posture of the young men, ran over, "Brother Fan! I taught you as you said, what do you think?"

Li Fan nodded with satisfaction and said, "Not bad! Only proper exercise can strengthen the body. We don't train the scholars here, and we can't help but have no strength to tie a chicken!"

"Brother Fan!"

Seeing Tang Feng's desire to speak but stop, Li Fan frowned and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

Tang Feng looked around and said in a low voice: "Brother Fan! The stranger you found is quite knowledgeable. But he taught the children all day long and said that he was the god who was not wearing clothes."

Hearing this, Li Fan's face became gloomy. He asked Matteo Ricci to teach, not to let him preach here.

In the future, all those taught in Xishan School will be Catholics, and Li Fan has no place to make any decisions when crying.

"Let's go! Go and have a look!" After Li Fan said that, he walked towards the place where the sound of reading came.

Before we got closer, we heard a slightly stiff word: "Dear children! We are all the children of the Lord. If you have the opportunity to learn knowledge, you must all thank the omnipotent Lord!"

"Thank you to the omnipotent Lord, it's useless. He won't have time to come to the Ming Dynasty in the West!" Li Fan could no longer listen, so he pushed the door and walked in directly, interrupting Matteo Ricci's lecture.

When he saw Li Fan coming in, Matteo Ricci's unhappy face was a bit embarrassed.

"Yes, it's Lord Li! Why do you have time to come to school?"

Li Fan ignored Matteo Ricci's greetings and turned to the confused students and said, "You are allowed to move freely in this class, so go out first!"

The student who was listening to the class looked at Tang Feng, and Tang Feng immediately said, "This is Brother Fan!"

"Hello Brother Fan!"

When the person in front of him was Li Fan, the students stood up together and bowed to Li Fan and said hello in an orderly manner.

I'll go!

Li Fan felt like watching Hong Kong movies. Did he run a school or a gang hall?

He glared at Tang Feng, squeezed out a little smile, and signaled the students to go out for the time being.

When only Li Fan and Matteo Ricci were left in the house, Li Fan said with a dark face: "Mr. Ricci! What did you promise me at the beginning? Don't tell me that you forgot so soon!"

Matteo Ricci's face was full of embarrassment and defended: "Dear Master! I did not preach in the school, I just told them what they should know! Faith is free!"
Chapter completed!