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Liu Tie raised his head from the iron stove, wiped the sweat off his face, and continued to silently wave the hammer in his hand.

One after another, the iron hammer hit the iron billet heavily, as if his heart had always been heavy, and he could no longer relax for a moment.

There are such voices everywhere in the iron workshop. Everyone is in the same state as Liu Tie, swinging the hammer in silence, working in silence, and handing over to the next person after completing their own work, repeating the same work day after day .

This is the "assembly line" model that Ning Juzi planned for Xintiefang when he was still in Wubao.

The new ironworks in Jiuling Lake adopted hydraulic crushing hammers and blast boxes, and enlarged the scale of ironmaking furnaces, which can process more raw materials at one time, and the amount of molten iron has also doubled several times than before.

In this way, the saved manpower can be allocated more to the forging process that cannot be mechanized for the time being, and the production efficiency is greatly improved.

At that time, all the staff in the blacksmith workshop were very satisfied. Up to now, they have never seen such an easy and fast way of blacksmithing.But Ning Juzi was not satisfied.After two days in Xintiefang, his face became more and more gloomy. On the third night, he called all the staff of the blacksmith workshop to hold a meeting in the meeting hall.

Everyone was dumbfounded, not understanding why the new workshop was changed, and Juzi suddenly became angry.

"I'm not angry."

Ning Fei stood in front of the stage.

"It is to re-plan everyone's division of labor."

"If everyone only does one thing, it will not only be faster and more efficient, but also the quality of the finished product will be more stable."

"So first of all, we need to determine a unified work standard, and we can't fight on our own, which will cause trouble for those who will take over later."

Ning Fei knocked on the big wooden board in front of the stage.

"Standardization, it must be standardized. The standards of each process are consistent. The hardness of the blades of the Mo knives we sent to the Feng family before are all qualified, but the same batch of knives has different hardness for each knife. I want scale This quality is not enough.”

Everyone was skeptical, but Juzi spoke harshly, and everyone corrected according to his request.

At the beginning, I was not used to it, because every craftsman is a master and has his own forging habits.Even if there is a problem in a certain step, the craftsman can remedy it in the subsequent steps with his experience and feel.

The obstacle comes from his self-esteem as a craftsman.

Obviously he has been a teacher for many years, he can lead his apprentices, and he can forge a weapon by himself, why should he take over half of the work done by others? !

Especially when the front hand is still a young apprentice who is not as good as him? !

This feeling of picking up leftovers made several old masters obviously maladjusted.

But gradually, everyone discovered the benefits of working like this.

Everyone only does one part, and the concentration is greatly improved by the completion of the whole product, and it is easier to form a standard and consistent feel.

When the first batch of qualified Mo knives came out, everyone in the blacksmith workshop was completely convinced.

The hardness, size, and threaded screw sockets are all the same, as if they were made by the same person, but they are more than half of what everyone made separately.

And this is still just running in, the output of immature techniques...

Since then, the Mozong Blacksmith Workshop has adopted the assembly line operation mode. Everyone's work is simple and practice makes perfect. Gradually, the sound of laughing and chatting can be heard in the workshop of Xintiefang.

I thought that such days would last forever, but a sudden earthquake completely shattered the relaxed and beautiful atmosphere.

Now there is no laughter in the workshop anymore.

Juzi hasn't returned yet, and the craftsmen in the blacksmith's workshop work silently every day when they come in, treating the hammer as an enemy, and they feel indescribably depressed.

But who is the enemy?God?

No, it was me who didn't rush to save others in time.

It was a natural disaster for the Niubei Mountain to shudder and flood, but if a few more people had stayed in Wubao at that time, they might have been able to bring Ning Juzi back!

The half-grown boy is in poor health, although there is a letter saying that he is fine, but he doesn't know where he was rushed, and now there is no news.With Juzi's small body, he knew that this toss was not clear, and he might be seriously ill.

Hearing that Juzi had been washed away, Aunt Niu hurried back from Ding'an City, crying bitterly when she saw the ruined main building.When she saw the message on Juzi's order, Aunt Niu stopped crying. Seeing that the world was talking about Juzi, she didn't know if she had eaten or not, whether it was cold or not, and whether she had a place to sleep.In just a few days, people lost a lot of weight.

Among them, the grandfather and grandson of the Liu family suffered the most.

After the earthquake, Mr. Liu was brought back by Pinghua. When he entered the city, he was a little dazed. He lay on the bed for several days before he came back to his senses.

It is said that the old man was greatly stimulated by the sight of Niu Beishan's flood, and he attributed all the accidents to himself, and suffered from a heartache on the way.

Fortunately, he brought medicine with him, and was almost rescued by Pinghua.

After listening to Pinghua's narration, Liu Tie never said a word again.

He dug the soil day and night, as if he was fighting with himself, and it didn't hurt that his hands were bloody and bloody.Even if the tavern came to deliver meals and rest, Liu Tie didn't chat with others, and went back to work after hastily eating, which made people feel distressed.

Old man Liu also knew that his grandson was dying, but the old man didn't say a word. When he felt better, he would go to the ground and pick up the pickaxe and shovel to dig the soil himself.

So Liu Tie was working, and the old man sat aside as a supervisor. Whenever he was a little slow, the old man would hit him with a cane and scold him not to be lazy.

Liu Tie didn't say a word, he would only work harder, which made everyone around him worried.

The grandparents of the Liu family have received great favor from Juzi, so it would be fine if Juzi is fine.If anything goes wrong, these two people probably don't want to live anymore.

Fortunately, there is no unparalleled road, and two days later, Jizi had news, which made the whole clan heave a sigh of relief.

Although he stopped digging, Liu Tie didn't work hard at all. At night, he went to the ancestral hall to lay the floor, and watched the order of Juzi to see if he could get a message from Juzi.

On the second day, Liu Tong went to the ancestral hall and said that he wanted to build a boat to find Juzi and come back.

"Juzi built a small boat with me before, and I thought that if I built it bigger and went all the way along the Tuotuo River, maybe I could find someone."

Hearing what he said, Liu Tie agreed without saying a word, and devoted himself to building the squid boat with Liu Tong.

Who knows that people are not as good as the sky, and the next few days will be sunny and sunny, hot and dry.

Without the supply of mountain floods, the water level of the Tuotuo River dropped rapidly and dried up within a few days.

Liu Tong, Li Tie: ...

Also caught off guard, was the Feng family in Ding'an City.

Feng Kai disappeared in the mountain torrents after the earthquake, and his whereabouts are still unknown. Ding'an City also received a notification.

At first, the Feng family didn't believe in Ji Ziling's message, and the third cousin rushed to Wubao aggressively, arguing for Mo Zong to return Feng Kai.

Feng Kang couldn't stop him.

He has been digging in Wubao for the past few days, and he didn't have time to return to Ding'an City after the earthquake, and he was a little tired after working for a few days.

When the third cousin broke into the city, he was sitting at the entrance of the ancestral hall panting heavily. Seeing the third cousin wielding a sledgehammer aggressively, Twelve Lang's head was as big as a bucket in an instant.

"Don't worry, brother, he's really fine!"

Twelve Lang struggled to get up, trying to stop this fiery cousin.

The Niubeishan earthquake was not fake, even the city of Ding'an, ten miles away, was affected.The flash flood turned half of Wubao into a muddy swamp, and the main building was so submerged that even the walls could not be seen.But he saw the shining of the ancestral hall with his own eyes, and Mo Zong didn't hide the news about Juzi from him.

What he saw was true, the boss and brother Fei were fine.

"What's all right?!"

The third cousin burst into tears when she saw him, and cried while wielding a sledgehammer to dig the soil.

"Brother is such a powerful person, how can he say that he was washed away when he was washed away?!"

"The words are all said by this group of people. Nowadays, no one is alive, no one is dead. If they have tampered with it and are afraid of being discovered, they simply presume that they have faith, and say that they are gone in two days. What shall we do?"

With a wave of her hand, the sledgehammer almost hit Hassler's forehead with the sound of the wind, causing him to shrink back in fright.

"It's not deceiving, it's really not deceiving, Twelve Young Masters also saw it!"

The young Hu man cried out desperately for grievances, and kept looking at Xiaodi Feng for help, begging him to put himself under the sledgehammer.

Feng Kang was taken aback for a moment, feeling that what Santangmei said was strange.

Third cousin is not a delicate person, this kind of obvious conspiratorial provocation cannot be conceived with third cousin's mind.

Could it be that when he didn't go back, what did someone in the mansion say?

Just as he was thinking, cousin Feng Wei who was at the side suddenly spoke.

"Twelve," he grabbed his sister and asked Feng Xiaodi in a deep voice.

"What's going on, big brother? Did you really send a message? Did you see it with your own eyes?"

Feng Kang nodded.

"That's right."

He was thinking about where to start, when the third cousin beside him got impatient, dropped the sledgehammer and grabbed his arm, asking impatiently.

"What's going on, Brother Twelve? The family is about to fall apart, so hurry up and tell me the situation in detail, and don't let it go!"

"Don't worry!"

Twelve Lang was impatient with the third cousin, so he shook off her wrist.

"You listen to me first."

"There was an earthquake two days ago, Mozong's sister Pinghua came back to report, saying that Brother Xiaofei and Big Brother were trapped in Wubao, and Clay went back halfway to save people."

"I became anxious after hearing this, and ran with everyone from Jiuling Lake to Niubei Mountain. Just halfway through the run, the flood had already washed down Niubei Mountain, and the mountain road was broken."

"Then, the Niubei Mountain started to shake again, and everyone had to take shelter on the spot. It was finally safe, but the flooded dock couldn't get in. Mo Zong didn't have a boat, so everyone made a raft and wanted to row in, but they had no choice. The water was too big, and they were washed out after several attempts, and Hasler and the others were almost swept away by the flood.”

"It's not too late in the afternoon, so everyone rushed in to dig the ground. Just now, about an hour ago, the sky suddenly started to flash, and everyone in Mozong said it was in the direction of the ancestral hall."

Having said that, Feng Kang paused, his eyes strange.

"It's that kind of colorful light, it looks like a fairy magic from a distance!"

"I also followed Mo Zong's ancestral hall. The ancestral hall is here. You all saw it, but they didn't stop me at all. I saw the message left by brother Fei with my own eyes."

"Brother Xiaofei said that he, the boss and Clay were all washed away by the flood, and they walked along the Tuotuo River, but they didn't know where they went. The three of them were all safe and sound."

"Brother Xiaofei also said that he would find a chance to come back, and asked everyone to work hard and work hard on farming."

"Everyone cried after watching it. Mr. Xie said that it was related to our family. He originally wanted me to go back and report, but I was really exhausted, so I sent Hassler over there. I didn't see that you came here !"

"It's true, I saw it with my own eyes, you really don't want to wrong Mo Zong."

"Big Brother is now with Brother Xiao Fei, and nothing will happen."