Wang Chongyang said in a little embarrassed manner: "I'd better take the official to have a look."

"Why can't you explain it clearly?" Zhao Huan asked with a little surprise. Isn't the mining area's exhibition this year very good?

Zhao Huan doesn’t think it’s bad, it’s obviously very popular! Why is Wang Chongyang looking like he is so indescribable?

"Tell me while you walk." Wang Chongyang finally sighed.

Things in the mining area are much more complicated than what Zhao Huan thought.

Zhao Huan patiently ate the meal and followed Wang Chongyang and others out of the house.

He could see that in order to welcome his inspection, these people cleaned a lot. Everyone in the mining area had their faces very clean and even their nails were specially cleaned.

Zhao Huan looked around and pointed at the black brick drying factory in front of him and asked, "These are all brick-burning workshops? How many are there?"

Wang Chongyang smiled and said, "Because it is close to the coal mine, each mine has three to four brick workshops, three lime workshops, two iron workshops, and each two mine has a steel pottery furnace workshop."

"Then why is there only one brick yard burning? What about the other brick yards, lime yards, iron yards, and steel yards?" Zhao Huan asked in confusion.

Could it be that the inspection myself caused the suspension of work?

Wang Chongyang is not a person who likes face-saving projects. When he rushed to the Taihang Mountain Road and shook out the scars on his face, he didn't see him trimming his silhouette and tidying up his clothes before seeing him.

Wang Chongyang sighed and said, "It was me who asked them to stop. It was not to welcome the officials. These shops have been stopped for two months."

“These workshops are now being renovated.”

"In the first few months, I randomly discharged all the turbid air into the sky, making it gray everywhere. I was worried that some time ago, the Dazai and the Censorate from the court came with a letter of consultation with the censors, saying that all the dust had floated over Bianjing, so I stopped."

Zhao Huan took two steps and looked at the black and gray on his trousers and knew that Wang Chongyang was not false.

Dust pollution is really serious.

The burning black and gray was everywhere, and his trousers were covered with dust.

Zhao Huan still asked with a little reproach: "After the suspension of work, can the iron material be supplied to Dasong? You know that iron is short of everywhere now."

"Especially the soldiers on the front line, there are only a few elite regiments of the main army piercing armor. The other main army, auxiliary army and civilians have not yet installed armor. If you stop like this, will you give up on your food because of the choke?"

Wang Chongyang straightened his body. He did not avoid this question. Instead, he said upright: "If it is not enough, it must be stopped. The front-line soldiers are loyal bones of the Song Dynasty, and these craftsmen are also loyal bones of the Song Dynasty!"

"A few days ago, a few craftsmen got silicosis. They were so angry that they kept panting. They were suffering from being alive. They kept asking us to kill him. No matter how insufficient the front line was, the workshop had to stop."

"At least, the Khitans and Bohai people are used underground. There are also some serious prisoners, so I don't feel sorry for my death."

"But Inoue is all craftsmen who are in charge of the great Song Dynasty, and they feel sorry for all of them. This cannot be done anymore, so I let them stop."

When Zhao Huan heard the word silicosis, he knew that Wang Chongyang had difficulties.

"You said those workshops were renovated, what's going on?" Zhao Huan looked at Wang Chongyang's expression that was not nervous at all and continued to walk forward. He knew that this Qi training man had nothing to say.

Zhao Huan went to the medical team at the mine, and he wanted to see the patients with silicosis.

Zhao Huan saw a large list of slight silicosis, the most common one was mild silicosis. After several severe patients were found, Wang Chongyang investigated chest tightness and chest pain.

The mild silicosis was directly left at the mine, and the severe cases were all living in the clinic in Bianjing.

However, Zhao Huan knew that severe silicosis was a result of suffering from severe silicosis in the Song Dynasty.

These craftsmen make a living by craftsmanship, and have been smoky and fire for many years. As a result, when they arrive at the edge of the mine, the air and dust pollution will become worse.

I can't say that I can't touch the hammer in my life and can't do heavy work anymore.

Zhao Huan put down the letter in his hand and said, "Have these three hundred craftsmen paid for the An family?"

When Wang Chongyang heard the officials talk about this, he smiled and said, "The Yellow River has been silted and built a lot of fields. Li Taizai also gave them the fields of Gongjue, and they are not unable to do anything. Everyone of the old Gongjue craftsmen is treasure."

"Some are in the military weapon supervisors' office in Bianjing, responsible for designing and handling letters from various military weapons feedback. Some go to the Work and Relief Institute to teach apprentices, and their lives can continue."

"The official family is at ease, and Dazai is all arranged."

Zhao Huan nodded. Li Gang's method of using everything was quite similar to himself.

He continued to walk forward, walked to the chimney of the only brick house that burned bricks, and finally saw what Wang Chongyang said was like.

The chimneys in the Dasong Workshop do not need to be built as high as they are not chemicals, and they cannot use high chimneys.

What Zhao Huan saw was a chimney turning around, a chimney falling by the water, and the thick iron pipe inserted into the water.

"Official family, the second half of the chimney is equipped with a spray tower and a hole carbon, which is the hole carbon mentioned by the government last time." Wang Chongyang took out a packet of columnar hole carbon and said.

Zhao Huan stared at him for a long time before he realized that this was activated charcoal and he had really made it for Wang Chongyang.

It is actually not difficult to make activated carbon, especially when the amount is not large.

You can put the wood in a closed iron barrel and heat it for a few days. This process is called carbonization.

Pressing air into the carbonized charcoal expands. This stage is called the activation process.

Before 3750 BC, the ancient Egyptians in the Maadi period had rubbed charcoal with bare hands to purify the pyramids of the Pharaoh.

It is not too late in China. Activated carbon purifying the air was also unearthed in some tombs of the Yu Shun Dynasty.

When Wang Chongyang gave out urea, he had communicated with the official about how to realize the Tao and nature.

As soon as Zhao Huan talked about the production process, Wang Chongyang knew what it was, objects that were often used in the funeral objects.

Wang Chongyang looked at the official family and said with a heavy face: "Some time ago, there was fog in Cizhou. I have never seen that terrible fog, black, yellow, crimson purple, blood-red fog, all kinds of colors, but no matter the color, it is spicy and choking."

"That's Qiong Hao's surrender! I dare not ignore it."

Of course Zhao Huan knew what that was, haze.

This term often appears with the beginning of the industrial revolution.

For example, London is called Wudu. In 1952, the London smoke incident was born, and more than 6,000 people died in four days.

Wang Chongyang is right. If the standards are not set at the beginning, it will be more difficult to rectify them later.

Later generations walked forward with great strides, which was to make up lessons. They had to sacrifice something in exchange for Zhan. Although they knew that there was a sword of Damocles on their heads, something might happen at any time, but they could only walk forward with their heads down.

Who makes it behind?

If you fall behind, you will be beaten.

Now, except for military affairs, the Song Dynasty is the best in the world!

There is no need to move forward in a hurry.

Small steps and fast pace, solve all problems, and move forward.

Zhao Huan's body is only twenty-seven years old, so he is not in a hurry and has plenty of time.

Zhao Huan nodded affirmatively and said, "Practice more effort in this regard and think about how to deal with Qiong Hao's Jiangjian. The fog is not a scare. This time it makes you scared, and the next time it may kill the people of our Song Dynasty."

"Including me."

The word "Son of Heaven" usually refers to the emperor, and its original meaning can be understood as "The Child of Heaven".

It's just that others say it, but Zhao Huan dare not take it seriously.

Everyone is physically mortal, and it has become really polluted. As the emperor, can you hide in the deep mountains and forests to work?

They also suffer in Bianjing. Naturally, regardless of age or age, they are treated uniformly and all living beings are equal.

"After these water absorbs the turbid air, it will evaporate here. The turbid substances will settle for a long time, and the silt left will pile into the big pit in the back mountain. This is the best way I have thought of now." Wang Chongyang said regretfully.

He did not completely solve the problem of Taoism following nature.

Even though the smoke passed through the spray tower and the baptism of Kong carbon, he could still smell the pungent smell of rotten eggs from the smoke emitted.

He didn't know what it was, and he had to wait for the official to solve his doubts.

Zhao Huan listened carefully to Wang Chongyang's question, nodded, and signaled that he knew Wang Chongyang's confusion.

That is, practical chemistry goes too fast, while theoretical chemistry goes too slowly.

Zhao Huan glanced at Zhang Tanghua who was studying the experimental report. Is she really interested in this aspect?
Chapter completed!