West

In front of the blast furnace in the steel plant, Binghe watched the red steel in the newly operating blast furnace slowly tilted into the converter. The two-meter-long converter looked like a large teacup, and the viscous metal melt inside emitted a terrifying heat wave.

Binghe watched the converter furnace cover hanging on the metal rack on the platform slowly close.

He looked at the table and waved his hand at the platform above. The pure oxygen preheated in the pipeline was blown into the converter. Through spectral vision, Binghe saw the high-thermal reaction in the converter.

Oxygen blow-top steelmaking consumes much less energy than open furnace steelmaking. But the only trouble is to prepare a large amount of oxygen. The oxygen-making magic of Bingkui can barely hold on. As long as the magic about separation is arranged at the edge of the pipeline and compressed by the steam engine, the separated air can be quickly obtained.

The same is true for the air separation equipment on the earth. It relies on a semi-permeable membrane, which cannot be created by industrial technology of this era. When using related technologies of new magic, the only flaw is that the core needs to stay next to the air separation equipment. Only by coming to the factory on time can we ensure that the steel plant has enough oxygen.

Try to use new technology to produce Binghu, West's steel output has doubled several times from the annual output of 20,000 tons. In the past three months, 50,000 tons of steel have been produced, ten times the original one. This scale of steel output has supported Binghu's production and renewal, and more heavy equipment, such as a 3,000-ton hydraulic press, fifteen sets of mechanical booms for producing ships, etc. The progress of the military industry has entered a period of extremely rapid development.

However, when all these heavy industry forms are in great shape, there are always some disharmonious noises that Binghe is in that West is a contradictory political entity. And among the current political entity of West, Virian is the only one who can firmly support him.

For example, three days ago

A special envoy ran from the Hondu Fortress.

After seeing Binghe, the imperial envoy of this Gangluan family could not see any hostility at first, and after visiting the factory, the topic gradually deviated.

After a short while, the envoy of the Honduburg came over and asked if he could produce a large battleship.

At first, Binghe thought the envoy was a giant ship and cannon party. He tried hard and patiently persuaded the envoy to give up this flashy weapon for West and explained what West's coastal defense strategy needed.

But after chatting for a few words, Binghe found that this guy was not a giant ship or cannon party at all, and he was not even a naval enthusiast.

This imperial envoy knew nothing about how to allocate armor, artillery position, power system, and knowledge points of a 10,000-ton battleship.

This made Binghe very confused. What was a man who didn't understand the navy at all to persuade him to build expensive battleships? In the end, Binghe understood the ultimate goal of the special envoy.

The envoy hoped that the purpose of building the main battleship by the nuclear power was not for maritime strategy at all, but simply to cater to the superior intentions and to cater to the fortress of the two Gangluan family members of Hongdu Fortress.

The best car for the fortress profession in this era is the main ship. The two fortresses inside the West Steel Luan family have lived for two hundred years in total. West has never had the resources to produce battleships. This does not mean that the two fortresses of West do not have this idea. For the fortress, a good battleship is equivalent to a sports car placed in the homes of men on earth.

Perhaps the two fortresses in Hongdu Fort did not make this request, but although the above person did not say it, as long as they showed personal tendencies, the following person would take the initiative to flatter.

Eighty years ago, the head of the Gangluan family was not a fortress at that time. When he visited Oka, he visited the glorious ship reading genre of the Oka people. After the head of the family advanced to the fortress, he couldn't help but talk about this ceremony about thirty years ago. When talking about the Oka people's battleship, he unconsciously showed a hint of fascination. So, he was remembered.

This envoy is a standard jester, with a comparative enthusiasm for flattery and a competing with nuclear weapons.

When the envoy smiled and used a "suggestion" tone, he asked Binghe to collect tens of thousands of tons of steel to build a battleship as the flagship of the West family. Binghe resisted the urge to leave and had to explain in distress why the battleship plan could not be planned.

Because the envoy inadvertently mentioned the manpower mobilization and food supply authority he had, which made the core feel like a thorn in his throat.

Bing checked the information of this special envoy. The middle-level professional grain maker is a dual-median professional heritage of medical pastor and grain maker. He mastered 30% of the supply of West grain. And 35% of the large amount of high-quality artificial grain consumed by Binghe factory now comes from this family.

This feeling of being constrained makes Binghe a headache. Binghe has not studied the legal system of a senior grain maker, and it is too late to study it now. Moreover, the factory production tasks are complex and heavy, which exhausts Binghe's energy.

But it is also difficult to compromise on such things. Tens of thousands of tons of steel are not trivial matters. Moreover, the manufacturing of battleships is not trivial matters, because Binghe only knows how to build steam turbines. In terms of large power axles, armor, and heavy artillery forging, Binghe is a blank.

Moreover, occupying the dock will greatly interfere with the navy's submarine construction plan. More importantly, this kind of task that is added out of thin air and has no mission plan at all makes Bingser have no enthusiasm at all and is very tiring.

This incident made Binghe understand that West is indeed a waning world, and all kinds of people are disturbing West.

The troubles this envoy brought to Binghe was finally solved by Verian.

Vilian scolded the envoy and ordered the envoy to go back with a strong command. Under the pressure of Vilian, the envoy kept apologizing to Binghe for apologizing, but Binghe looked at him with evil eyes when he saw the envoy leaving, and it seemed that he would still find fault in the future.

Binghe's thoughts return to the current factory

Watching the steel water in the steel furnace cool down into red hot blocks, entering the forging workshop.

Binghe reached out and touched the head of a ten-year-old boy beside him. The boy was Lan Cun's son Chen Jia. He was also Binghe's first disciple in the world. He was a disciple who received the traditional aristocratic education of the Gun Yan family. He performed very well and had an absolute worship of Binghe. This greatly satisfied Binghe's vanity. Binghe: "Nine years ago, you bullied me, and nine years later, I will educate your son."

Binghe himself is very naughty, but when he was leading students, he found that he still prefers to teach students who are more well-behaved. Binghe couldn't help but sigh that he is very double-standard in this regard.

Binghe took great care of this little brother who "follows his orders". Binghe regarded him as the leader of his fortress Dharma lineage. In order to maintain the stability of the Dharma lineage in him, Binghe did not allow him to use the Dharma lineage. He also ate and lived with him, and always paid attention to the precise progress of his Dharma lineage.

Binghe's teachings are also better than all other professions in the world.

Because Binghe has learned countless mistakes as his own Dharma lineage grows, and he knows the reason, and when Chen Jia's Dharma lineage has a tendency to make mistakes, Binghe can let him avoid it. Chen Jia, who was prompted by a lot of details, is ignorant, just follow Binghe's advice.

If Chen Jia succeeds and teaches the next generation, he will not be so flexible. He has no wrong experience and can only follow the rules.

When teaching Chen Jia's fortress-level Dharma lineage, Binghe always took him through the factory and taught him all the technical indicators and management details of the factory. Without moving the Dharma lineage, Binghe also tried every possible way to let his great disciple be influenced by his own key points and be able to take on this era in the future.

Binghe: "Chenjia, have you remembered the notes?"

Chen Jia opened the dense notebook. Binghe nodded and said, "That's right. Remember it first. Don't worry if you don't understand. In the future, there is still time to practice it to understand."

Chenjia nodded and said, "Yes, teacher."

Binghe: "By the way, don't compare with those in the school to master the amount of new magic. You have your own path. According to the current progress, your magic lineage advantages will appear in a few years. Well, don't blame me for letting you go slowly in the past few years?"

Chenjia said, "No, just, master?"

Binghe: "What's wrong, what's the matter?"

During the conversation, two boys, one tall and one short, walked to the height of the factory. While speaking, Binghu looked around leisurely, and at the same time, they opened the field slightly, and swept the bundle-shaped field across the surroundings.

There have been obvious changes in the Hai Crab Port, with large chimneys being established one by one, and more and more large cranes are used to lift cargo in the coastal dock areas.

Since the expansion of the port, more than 50,000 people have flocked to this emerging industrial planning area. Four-story residential buildings of workers are neatly arranged. All this makes Binghe feel a sense of accomplishment.

Chenjia said carefully: "Master, we have achieved great success in West, but more and more people are not welcome. You seem to..."

In Chenjia's intermittent narrative.

Binghe smiled and said, "This is what your father asked you to ask."

The ten-year-old child does not understand any politics, and Chen Jia is obviously reposting Lan Cun's words. Binghe is also very clear about Lan Cun's purpose. Lan Cun is tactful persuading Binghe not to be too obsessed with West, and to do what he should do, he will evacuate.

Binghe patted Chenjia on the shoulder and said, "Yes, it may be necessary to evacuate, but even if you want to leave, it would be too embarrassing to leave in such a shameful way."

Binghe kicked his legs and jumped to the chimney three times, pointed his thumb at his chest and said, "Even if your master wants to leave here, he still wants the world to take a good look."

Speaking of this core, a faint light cone appeared in the palm of his hand. At this time, Chen Jia didn't know what new spell this was. Most of the light paths constructed by the sight spells were also more gorgeous than this light cone.
Chapter completed!