Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 109 Phosphate Fertilizers

Dozens of loads of phosphate rock powder were sent to the warehouse of the Wuyang Qianhu Office.Now the ore in the warehouse of Qianhu Office in Wuyang has piled up like a mountain, especially the phosphate rock powder, which is even more frightening.Li Baihu, who was in charge of managing the warehouse, complained: "Some of the ore must be used up immediately, otherwise, there will be no place to put the harvested grain!" This is not to scare people. After the harvest, the warehouse is full of these messy things, where to put the wheat?
After listening to Li Baihu's complaint, Yang Menglong thought thoughtfully: "It's time to try to make phosphate fertilizer."

Li Baihu suddenly had black lines on his head. Boss, can you please be more serious? I am talking to you about the warehouse now, not about phosphate fertilizer!

This locust plague still caused a certain loss to the crops of the military fields of Qianhu in Wuyang. This loss may not be considered a big deal in modern times, but the yield of those military fields is only one or two stones per mu, and the yield is so low that it makes people cry. Some, simply can not live.This locust plague also reminded Yang Menglong that this year's wheat harvest is just like this. The military households will definitely be hungry with this amount of wheat, and they can only hope for the season of potatoes planted after the wheat harvest. And without fertilizer, the yield of potatoes will not be so high. If we want to fill our stomachs, we must find a way to produce phosphorus fertilizer!So he kept urging the mine to use full power to dig phosphate rock for him. The ore he dug out was smashed and crushed into powder on the spot, and then sent to the Qianhu Center in Wuyang. Make Phosphate Fertilizer!
More than a dozen carriages drove over, and Li Baihu, who was guarding the warehouse door, hurriedly dodged aside.The carriage is not loaded with any good stuff, it is genuine concentrated sulfuric acid, if it gets splashed a little, it is no joke!I really don't know what stimulated Yang Menglong to spend a lot of money to buy sulfuric acid. Now the sulfuric acid in the warehouse is not [-] catties, but thousands of catties!Fortunately, sulfuric acid is not very valuable, otherwise Yang Menglong would have to go bankrupt!
Yang Menglong called: "Li Yong, how much is this batch of sulfuric acid?"

Mr. Qianhu always has some words that are not the same as those of others. For example, he likes to call guns muskets and green alum oil as sulfuric acid. Everyone is used to it, and even thinks Mr. Qianhu’s name is more vivid.Li Yong carefully climbed down from the carriage, and replied respectfully: "It's [-] catties in total, almost all the sulfuric acid in Nanyang and Luoyang has been looted."

Yang Menglong frowned and said, "It's only a few thousand catties..."

Li Yong said: "It's quite a lot! Do you know, my lord, that the villain comes to the door and proposes to buy a large amount of green... Ah, no, when the sulfuric acid is in the air, what do those big families look at the villain like? It's like looking at a lunatic!"

Yang Menglong said: "This amount of sulfuric acid is really not enough... Sigh, sulfuric acid production line, when can I have a sulfuric acid production line!" He pulled the hair on his forehead vigorously, looking very distressed.His stall is too big, and he needs money to hire labor to reclaim wasteland, repair the irrigation system, build hand pump irrigation wells, and build water trucks. As for schools, clinics, bathhouses and other facilities, they are swallowed up every day. Looking at his silver, after launching two steel-making blast furnaces, he found that the 3 taels of silver in his hand were less than 3000 taels, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to tell Xiao Yufang!He spent more than 3 taels of silver in a few months, and his prodigal skills are unprecedented in Wuyang Qianhu!What can I do with the remaining 3000 taels of silver?It's not enough to build a sulfuric acid production line, let alone mining salt mines... Cough, now he has no face to mention mining salt mines, the start-up capital is gone, mining an egg!

With a big step, it is easy to talk about shit, and now he has undoubtedly tasted the taste of shit.

No matter, let's make phosphate fertilizer first!With phosphate fertilizers, grain production can increase; with grain, you don’t have to worry about running out of money. I’m willing to go all out for the vain money!

"Li Baihu, go to the craftsman camp to urge me. Why haven't the big vats I asked them to make yet? I paid for it!" Yang Menglong said to Li Baihu.

Li Baihu didn't dare to neglect, and ran towards the craftsman's camp in a hurry.

The craftsman's camp was very lively. Since Yang Menglong came, the carpenter's camp, which used to be sparsely populated in the past, has now become the busiest place in Wuyang Thousand Households, with endless work to do every day.The blacksmiths began to return the broken copper and rotten iron from Qianhu in Wuyang to the furnace, and used the crucible to refine the fine iron ore sent from the mine into refined iron to make weapons for the troops. Rolling; the carpenters are even busier, and now the waterwheels they make are already well-known in Nanyang, and many landlords with a large amount of land have placed orders one after another. Make tiles, repair the roofs of the military households, and stop the heavy rain outside and the light rain in the house——Although it is unlikely that it will rain in Henan this year, it is not wrong to build it well, even potters Yang Menglong was also driven around, and Yang Menglong did not know what stimulated him, so he placed an order for [-] large tanks in one go, and asked each large tank to hold at least [-] catties of water, and the quality must be of high quality and not easy to break, otherwise he would be the same as them. It’s not over!When Li Baihu rushed to the potter's workshop, he happened to see the foreman instructing everyone to carefully move the two large vats out of the cellar. Several similar large vats had already been placed on the open space.

"There are still eleven mouthfuls, and we will be out of the cellar in another day." The foreman wiped the sweat from his forehead, tapped the cylinder body lightly, and panted, "Good guy, I have worked all my life, but I have never done it. Such a big tank!"

Li Baihu stood in front of the tank and gestured, good guy, he was only a head taller than the tank, why did Yang Menglong want such a big tank?

The foreman asked curiously: "Baihu, why do you think your lord wants such a big tank? You are in such a hurry!"

Li Baihu smiled wryly: "Your Excellency always does things unexpectedly, how can we guess it! Anyway, we will do whatever he tells us to do. If you do a good job, you will be rewarded, and if you don't do it well, you will be beaten."

The foreman also smiled bitterly.Yang Menglong really has a personality. If everyone does what he asks, he will definitely get a reward. No matter it is a few taels of silver or a few kilograms of wine and meat, there will always be some reward. But if it is not done well, he will soon fall out. Once he If you fall out, the consequences will be serious!Many people saw with their own eyes that he broke a thick banana tree with one kick, and knocked off the bark of an elm tree layer by layer with a punch and kick, revealing the white trunk. Everyone asked themselves: Far from being as strong as banana trees and elm trees, let's work honestly!
After confirming that these large tanks would be completed soon, Li Baihu rushed back to report.Yang Menglong was also unambiguous, and waved his hand: "Ask a dozen or so people to dig [-] big holes in the open space near the warehouse, whichever can fit the big tank!"

What is this for?
Li Baihu felt that his brain was not strong enough, so he hurried over to call someone.Everyone in the Wuyang Qianhu Office was very busy and couldn't spare people to do this kind of boring work, but it couldn't help him. He went outside the Qianhu Office and yelled, and immediately recruited fifteen or six bodies. A man as strong as an ox.During this period of time, there are more and more people looking for work outside the Qianhu Office. Most of them escaped from the famine in Shaanxi and Shandong. Just give a few catties of rice, and some are strong laborers.Li Baihu ordered with a straight face: "Dig [-] pits in this area, so big and deep! It will be done within two days. During these two days, you will have three meals a day to ensure that you are full. But it has to be done on time, or you'll never get a job with us again!"

A group of big men cried bitterly: "My lord, two days are not enough!"

Li Baihu narrowed his eyes and drank: "Two days are not enough, so don't sleep at night, and work all night for me! Well done, each person will be given three catties of rice, and those who are lazy will get out immediately!"

Hearing that they would receive three kilograms of rice after finishing the work, these big men suddenly felt energetic, picked up their hoes and shovels, and started working.From the craftsman's camp, people also carried large tanks over on their shoulders. After digging a big pit, Yang Menglong directed everyone to place the tanks and fill them back with soil.The mouth of the cylinder was about two feet above the ground, and was filled with soil to form a platform, which seemed to be convenient for pouring things down. The more people looked at it, the more puzzled they became, and they couldn't figure out what he wanted to do.

After two days of hard work, the twenty large vats were finally placed. The exhausted and half-dead strong men looked at Yang Menglong with both excitement and regret. They were excited that they could get a little rice and go back to cook a bowl of porridge for the children. It's a pity that they have no work to do again.Yang Menglong led people around and walked into the warehouse, took out a bunch of mask-like things, and distributed them one by one: "Put them on for me, there is still work waiting for you to do."

Hearing that there was still work to be done, the strong men immediately grinned happily, but after seeing clearly what was in their hands, they turned bitter again.

This thing is so ugly!
This thing is nothing special, just a piece of leather just enough to cover half of the face and a bamboo tube. The bamboo tube is filled with a mixture of charcoal powder, sawdust, and triad, which can play a good role in filtering.Yes, it is the most primitive gas mask!When this thing was put into World War I, it would definitely be unable to prevent any poisonous gas, but it was enough to deal with the acid gas emitted by sulfuric acid.It's just that it looks too ugly, especially the bamboo tube, which looks like a pig's nose, which is as funny as it needs to be.Yang Menglong was the first to put on the mask, but everyone kept looking at him and laughing. He got angry and shouted: "Why are you still standing there? Put it on!"

I had no choice but to put it on, so everyone became Zhu Bajie, no one laughed at anyone.

After putting on the mask, Yang Menglong asked people to remove the barrels of sulfuric acid from the warehouse, and poured them into the tank very carefully.The tank is so deep that the sulfuric acid cannot splash up, but the white smoke that rises after the sulfuric acid is poured in is extremely pungent. The strong men wearing gas masks saw the spectators around them holding their noses and dying. After fleeing, they curiously took off their gas masks, but a gust of acid gas hit their faces, and they could hardly breathe, so they ran away quickly, gasped for several breaths, took two sips of water before recovering, and uttered a wild cry: "My Mom!"

Yang Menglong ignored the exaggerated reactions of those guys and concentrated on his work.Call me mom now?Your hard days are yet to come!
(End of this chapter)