Time Travel: After Seizing the Throne, I Lead the Ming Dynasty to Take Off

The swords on the rack… He could understand: in these people's eyes, wasn't steel's greatest use just for making weapons? Now that they had refined the steel, they naturally wanted to try their hand at making a few.

Next to it are steel materials and a charcoal stove...

Zhu Yunhuan frowned slightly and asked, "What is this...?"

Liu Yuanran, who was leading the way, immediately responded, "Your Majesty, this is what you gave us as a control experiment. Those dark red strips over there are ordinary iron. They were originally polished smooth like the steel on the left, and were placed here at the same time."

"There's been a lot of snow here that hasn't melted for a long time. My disciples lit a charcoal stove in the middle to melt the snow around it. The snow melted and evaporated, creating a humid environment. What Your Majesty is seeing now is the result of our experiment."

"Ordinary iron quickly rusts in a humid environment."

"And the steel we refined before, in the same humid environment, has not rusted and remains shiny. This shows that the steelmaking method Your Majesty taught us has been perfected!"

Liu Yuanran explained as if he was presenting a treasure, and perhaps because he was too excited when he spoke, his face turned a little red.

After saying that, he looked at Zhu Yunhuan.

There was a look of piety in his eyes: "Your Majesty is so talented! Your Majesty is truly a talent that is unparalleled in the world!"

Zhu Yunhuan ignored this wave of flattery, but at the same time he understood what was going on. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Indeed, it's not bad. I haven't taught you in vain."

Of course, he was satisfied with more than just the fact that he had produced steel.

At the same time, these people have the ability to draw inferences from one example.

He had only taught the principles of converter steelmaking before, and had not mentioned the so-called experiment today. However, when he was doing induction training for this group of people in the past, he did talk about experiments, controls, changes in material forms... and so on.

Willing to think, reflect and explore.

This is the most important thing for the development of civilization and industrial progress.

Zhu Yunhuan looked at the people around him meaningfully, took a deep breath and smiled faintly. He seemed to have seen a seed placed in the soil begin to take root, sprout, and grow rapidly.

Followed by.

Ma Rui, who was standing next to the sword rack, couldn't wait to speak up, "Your Majesty! As for these five swords, they were all made by craftsmen from the Ministry of Works. We have already tested them, and they are all swords that can cut through iron like mud!"

As he introduced them, he extended his hand towards the five long swords and said, "Your Majesty, please look."

After that, a young alchemist nearby picked up a random one, looked through the crowd into the distance, and called out, "Come here quickly so His Majesty can see it."

It turned out that they were two young men from the Alchemy Department. They had just gone to get ordinary swords and were walking towards this side.

Zhu Yunhuan's eyes flashed.

He took a step back without comment, and the others immediately dispersed, leaving a space large enough for them to practice their fists and kicks, leaving only two sword-wielding men standing in the middle, each holding a sword.

"bring it on!"

"Come!"

The two men shouted one after another, then raised the swords in their hands and chopped at the swords in each other's hands. People who practiced Taoism and made elixirs naturally had no rules and could only use brute force to raise the sword and chop.

But this doesn't delay it.

"Zheng——"

A clear and sharp clanging sound was heard, a cold light flashed, and the blades of the two swords collided firmly with each other.

Then the ordinary sword broke with a sound.

The upper part of the longsword fell to the ground with a clang, leaving a sharp metallic vibration at the end...

"Come again!" the man holding the steel sword shouted.

"Be careful this time and don't chop me." said the man holding the broken sword.

The words fell.

The two men raised their swords and slashed at each other again.

As the sound of metal clashing rang out again, the sword, which was already broken into half, was cut off again and fell to the ground with a "clang".