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This is why it is so difficult to walk in the snow in winter, and you can't run away even if you want to.

Also, there is a severe famine this year. Once the food in the village is eaten up, the women and children will be in danger.

Suo Lao added: "If you really can't stay idle, just follow me, it's a good opportunity to meet your godparents!"

He looked at the cold wind outside the window, and thought of the pity in Xie Xian's eyes when he talked about the people in the mountain village, and his heart warmed slightly.

Their queen is a woman of affection and righteousness. No matter what she wants to do, these old guys will support her without hesitation. However, they don't know what her plans are.

Two days later, the Black Stone Mine started working again. Each family brought the materials needed for the mine, and when they left, they took away the honeycomb coal that Xie Xian had rushed to produce.

As Xie Xian went in and out, she didn't spend much of the money she had, but she couldn't help seeing You Chun's resentful face. However, after she sent You Luan to help his brother, he felt much better.

Xie Xian then had time to see how Liu Ying's drum wheel was progressing. When she arrived not far from Taozhuang, she heard a loud noise, as if something was pounding hard.

When she got closer, she saw that the drum wheel, driven by the water flow, had raised a huge roller and was crushing the black stone mine on the ground.

Although the efficiency is not very high, it is much faster than manpower.

It's just that the dust is a little bit heavy. Liu Ying and others nearby are all wearing masks, and it's obvious that they have been here longer.

Xie Xian was a little surprised. The day before yesterday, she only said that she wanted something that could automatically crush the black stone ore, but she didn't expect that they had made it now.

Seeing her coming, Liu Ying hurried over to greet her, "Madam Xian!"

"What's the matter?" Xie Xian didn't waste any words.

"It's already possible to crush the stones, but the dust is too heavy," Liu Ying said truthfully.

Xie Xian recalled carefully in her mind. She remembered that the crusher was the same as the mixer, in the shape of a funnel. However, there was no good material to make it nowadays. If pig iron was used, it might be even more brittle than the black stone ore.

"Is this the only way?" Xie Xian looked at the darkness surrounding her.

Liu Ying nodded helplessly. The huge rocks they were using were already the limit of their power. If they were any bigger or heavier, the drum cart would not be able to carry them.

Xie Xian rubbed his forehead. No, he had to upgrade the iron. Pig iron was too brittle and had limited use, but wrought iron could still be used.

Wrought iron requires oxidation and reduction, and its carbon content is much lower than that of pig iron, and the impurity content is also greatly reduced. Therefore, its purity is relatively high and it has good plasticity and toughness.

But the process is somewhat complicated. Her small blast furnace collapsed under the heavy load after producing a batch of shovels. Now the primary goal is to make refractory bricks first, otherwise the subsequent series of technologies will not be able to catch up.

In this era, most blacksmiths are skilled in casting technology, but the production of steel still requires some effort.

He then waved his hand to assign assistants to the craftsmen. In short, they first set up an enclosed space and then cast an iron stirring rod, with one end for receiving goods and the other end for taking out goods, which could be used as a makeshift tool.

Xie Xian drew the blueprint and discussed the feasibility of this method with everyone. A forged ironsmith raised a question: "My lady, if you use iron to cast this stirring rod, I'm afraid you will have to replace it frequently," because it is really brittle.

Xie Xian didn't reply. She turned her gaze to another person.

This was a skinny old man who was found for him by Suo Lao from Heishi Village. His surname was Yang, and people called him Yang Jiangtou. The iron shovels that everyone in the village had were produced by Yang Jiangtou.

He is also one of the few people who knows the secret of these shovels.

Yang Jian received Xie Xian's gaze and understood: "There is always a way to make things not brittle. Just prepare other things first."

The blacksmith who asked the question seemed to have thought of something and his eyes lit up: "Is it the same as the shovel?" He was a little excited. He came late, and although he also signed a death contract, there were still many things on this farm that he didn't know.

A lot of the iron blocks that Xie Xian had produced some time ago had been used to build this drum wheel. If she wanted to make such a large stirring rod, it would not be enough.

She had no choice but to start another furnace. Seeing that Yang the Carpenter had taken over, Xie Xian naturally stopped worrying about this matter. But before she entered the main house, she saw Chu Mo, who had been waiting for a long time.

Chu Mo was still wearing a linen robe, but because he had food and drink on the farm during this period, his skin color had become whiter. Xie Xian nodded, feeling bitter in her heart. When would this end?

"Madam, I don't know..." Before Chu Mo finished speaking, Xie Xian had already walked quickly into the inner room. She motioned Chu Mo to follow.

She knew that as long as she didn't finish this, they would wait for her. Chu Mo was very gentlemanly. He didn't rush her, but just appeared in front of her from time to time. Xie Xian was most afraid of this kind of patient person.

Entering the inner room, Xie Xian's study, there was a painting on the east wall, with only a series of intersecting curves of various colors on it.

Chu Mo frowned as he approached: "What is this?" He was a little confused.

Xie Xian took a pen from the table and tapped it lightly. The horizontal line represented the era, the vertical line represented the temperature, and the lines of different colors represented different locations.

There is a line above and below the horizontal line called the era, representing the highest temperature and the lowest temperature. When the curve is too high or too low, it indicates the arrival of a climate disaster.

Through Xie Xian's explanation, Chu Mo quickly understood how this graph could be predicted, because the curve fluctuated up and down in a regular pattern.

He grabbed Xie Xian's pen excitedly, "This, this is really amazing." He quickly selected a city represented by a curve, opened the temperature records of the past few years, and compared them with the graph. The data was almost the same.

Chu Mo's heart was pounding, the hand holding the pen was trembling slightly, and then tears began to flow.

He couldn't help but think that his mother passed away here in a cold wave when he was only nine years old. He was later picked up by his master and brought back to the mountain gate.

If this chart could really predict climate change, wouldn't so many people have died? Would his mother have survived?

Just as Xie Xian was about to reach out to comfort Chu Mo, she took a step back when he stared at her with red eyes. What was going on? She should stop comforting him, as she was not good at this either.

However, she didn't expect that Chu Mo grabbed Xie Xian's hand when she was about to take it back. "Thank you!" His voice was low, immersed in his own thoughts.

He was extremely terrified. He hoped that Xie Xian's map could be helpful to people all over the world, but he was also worried that Xie Xian would be regarded as an alien by others. His heart was in a mess.

Now he just wanted to reach out and grab something, but Xie Xian couldn't. Seeing that he was about to break, she had to endure the pain. Hiss! This kid has a really strong hand.

"Chu Mo, you should be happy!" Xie Xian saw that he had not said anything for a long time. In order to be able to use her right hand normally tomorrow, she could only speak first.

Seeing Chu Mo's confused eyes, Xie Xian continued: "No matter whether this map is useful or not, we have taken a step forward." She was still satisfied with the results of her busy days.

She took Chu Mo's hand and gently tapped the end of the curve in Que County, with a smile in her eyes: "I'm going out in winter, it doesn't look too cold."

The young girl's fair face glowed in the candlelight, like a bright light in the darkness.

He felt the soft hand in his hand, and felt a slight itch in his throat. He gently let go and said, "My lady has done a great favor to Mo, so I will do whatever you want!"