Survival skills maxed out, I feed my wife and daughter by catching fish and shrimp

Compared with Qin Chang’s previous map, this map is much more detailed.

Not only are there clear markings of the locations of medicinal fields and spiritual beasts, but also the location of the sect on Difei Mountain.

Judging from the map, his current location is on the northern slope of Difei Mountain, and the sect is located in the center of Difei Mountain, which is actually quite far away.

"It's a pity there's no markings for meteorite sand or stepping stones. Do I have to figure it out on my own?"

Chen Changfan stared at the map for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

The map maker's skills are obviously quite high. The shapes and trends of the mountains are depicted vividly, giving people the illusion that the map maker is flying in mid-air observing the terrain.

According to what the Nine-Colored Deer said, the stepping stone weighs more than a thousand pounds, and the meteorite crater it formed must be astonishingly large.

If it falls on a mountain range, it will definitely affect the direction of the mountain range.

Chen Changfan followed this line of thought and actually discovered some clues.

Just on a low hill about five miles away from him in the southwest direction, there seemed to be some sudden changes in the trend.

At first glance at the map, it looked like the mountains were suddenly destroyed by some force, forming an arc of moderate size. Chen Changfan tried to outline this arc over the mountains next to it, and it actually formed a shape similar to an ellipse.

"Maybe this place really is a meteorite crater, and it's only five miles away from me. It won't be a big deal to take a walk."

Having made up his mind, Chen Changfan continued to move forward and plunged into the vast mountains.

……

Yongxin Street, craftsman's workshop.

The originally spacious workshop was now filled with various mechanical parts. Among this pile of extreme parts, there was a wooden table covered with oil stains, and in front of the wooden table stood a sloppy figure.

It was Tang Shao with messy hair and bloodshot eyes.

He was also covered in oil, but he seemed unaware of it and was concentrating on fiddling with a machine on the table.

His concentrated look made all the craftsmen around him dare not utter a word.

These guys who usually look big and strong were now as obedient as quails. They stared at the object in Tang Shao's hand with wide eyes, looking very nervous.

"This is already the third prototype. If it fails again, I'm afraid this path will be blocked."

A craftsman muttered quietly.

"Actually, I think the Steam Engine Zero is already quite powerful. Why would we go to so much trouble to build something so complicated?"

The craftsmen had been working together for two days and were already exhausted. They couldn't help but complain in low voices.

"You know shit. Do you understand mechanical principles? Do you understand work and stroke? Do you know what horsepower is, what power is, what... Never mind. You won't understand even if I tell you these things."

Tang Shao had just finished debugging the last part, and his mood instantly brightened. He began to talk more, "You guys don't understand the boss's profound meaning at all. Even as smart as I am, I've only learned the basics from him. But these basics are enough to further improve this steam engine. Our previous steam engine, which we often call Unit 0, is on the verge of being scrapped due to manufacturing process and design flaws. So we must design a new generation of steam engine as soon as possible. Simply put, it needs to be more powerful, simpler in structure, and strong and durable enough."

As he spoke, Tang Shao signaled his men to add water to the prototype engine model and ignite it, while he nervously and orderly performed the final checks to confirm that everything was foolproof.

As the temperature gradually rose, the model emitted a low roar, and the steam slowly pushed the piston, causing the gears to mesh more tightly. Tang Shao stared at every detail, sweat and oil stains intertwined, and he didn't dare to take his eyes off it for a moment.

Oh oh oh!

Steam gushed out of the exhaust pipe and the pressure gauge pointer began to shake continuously.

The moment Tang Shao pulled the wrench, the brand new steam engine suddenly made the sound of pistons moving.

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The piston drives the crank, the crank drives the flywheel, and the flywheel rotates faster and faster, driving the entire machine to start running and making a buzzing sound.

At that moment, almost everyone present held their breath and looked nervously at the new steam engine designed by Tang Shao.

"Such a small machine can actually have such power. I think it's not much worse than Unit 00."

"If nothing else, this machine is much quieter. Unit-0 made a sound like a drum, while this machine sounds like sawing wood."

"The flywheel runs very smoothly. Manager Tang is right. This is the advantage of a twin-cylinder engine: stable power and minimal vibration."

Although this was only a prototype, it had already demonstrated the potential to surpass older machines and quickly gained recognition from everyone.

"The prototype has been successfully manufactured. Hurry, go get the blueprints. We'll try to assemble Unit 1 before the boss returns."

At Tang Shao's command, all the craftsmen immediately became busy. Although Tang Shao and the workers were very tired, Tang Shao was really anxious when he thought of the copper and coal mines lying in the mines.

They watched as their boss won the mining rights to two mines in one fell swoop, but their mining progress was slow due to lack of manpower.

Butler Shen has already discussed this with them several times.

Currently, the only steam engine they had developed was being cherished by Du Qiniang and the others as a precious treasure, and there was no way it could be moved to the mine. Tang Shao knew that only by assembling the No. 1 engine as soon as possible could the urgent need for mining be alleviated.

While instructing the workers, he calculated the time and prayed silently in his heart that everything would go well.

……

Dangdang Dangdang!

In the blacksmith's shop, Deng Jiuxian's hammer rose and fell, sweat dripping with rhythm. His eyes were focused, and his hammer was hammering down like rain, rapidly hammering away at a piece of red-hot pig iron. He was surrounded by a crowd of dark-skinned men, watching his movements intently, as if afraid to miss a single detail.

After a while, Deng Jiuxian put down the hammer, and there was a beautifully shaped knife blank in his hand.

He nodded first, then shook his head, "What a pity for my skills. If this was made of Moyun Iron, it would definitely be a magical weapon."

Immediately, he glanced around at everyone and asked, "Did you all watch carefully just now? If you could learn even one tenth of my sword-forging skills, you would be able to forge ink knives."

Everyone looked at each other, not daring to say a word.

Looking at the entire Xiaofeng Village, the only one who can compete with Deng Jiuxian in sword forging is probably the boss. Even the experienced blacksmith Han does not dare to say that he can compare with him. This shows how high Deng Jiuxian's sword forging skills are.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Deng Jiuxian snorted coldly, "You bunch of rotten wood. Since you don't have the talent, why don't you go down and practice? If you just stare at me here, will the ink knife grow from the anvil?"

Everyone immediately got busy, imitating Deng Jiuxian's sword-forging techniques to hone their skills.

Although he now has Mo Yun Iron, he is still short of meteorite sand. Deng Jiuxian took this opportunity to teach the craftsmen some knife-forging skills, hoping that they could share some of the work with him in the future. Otherwise, he would be exhausted to death by forging knives alone.

Deng Jiuxian looked around and found that although the craftsmen were clumsy, their eyes were shining with desire for skills. He thought to himself that perhaps some of them could truly understand the essence of this skill.

In that case, his teaching will not be in vain.

As the sound of hammers continued to ring, sparks flew from the anvil. Deng Jiuxian nodded, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

"It's time to go check on my talented apprentice. I wonder if his martial arts skills have improved at all?"