Farming in the Magical World

"Sir, is this really the green stuff you wanted?"

Cody, who was following behind Lenny, was still unsure and worried that he might have made a mistake and disappointed the master, which would be troublesome!

"It can't be wrong," Lanny waved his hand and hurried to the backyard.

When the two arrived at the workshop, everyone was busy with their own things, even the apprentices that Iron Hammer had just brought along were not idle.

The new batch of apprentices were arranged according to the assembly line model, so they were almost all just hammering iron.

Don't underestimate this simple hammering; there's a lot to learn. Uneven hammering won't work, incorrect folding methods will also cause problems, missing the edges and corners won't do either, and even the timing and method of hammering are important.

When the two entered, Iron Hammer was already scolding someone, it seemed that this batch of new apprentices had made a mistake.

He gathered all the apprentices together and personally demonstrated how to use the large hammer and the small hammer.

While teaching, he kept yelling at his apprentice, "You're so stupid, so stupid!" and "How can you be so stupid? It should be like this!"

At this moment, Iron Hammer actually possessed a certain authority, and the apprentices he was constantly scolding all lowered their heads like a flock of little quails.

Seeing Lenny walk in, Iron Hammer handed the hammer to Zack, his serious expression vanishing as he greeted him with a smile, "Master, you've arrived!"

Lanny nodded, glancing at the apprentices gathered around the anvil. "How are these apprentices?"

Iron Hammer curled his lip, looking down on him. "He's alright, but he's too clumsy. I taught him for ages and he still can't use a hammer. He's so stupid!"

Looking at Hammer's arrogant attitude, Lanny was speechless. He thought to himself, "You're not exactly smart yourself, yet you're looking down on others. I wonder how long it took you to learn back in the day?"

Too lazy to pay attention to the iron hammer that was showing off in front of his apprentice, he went directly to the furnace used for experiments.

Hammer glanced at Cody following behind him, his heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to ask the old man what he was doing there, but in the end he didn't ask.

Cody's condition a few days ago still frightened him. Although he knew that the thing had been done and Cody had returned to normal, he still couldn't help but feel a little uneasy every time he saw Cody.

"Cody, come on, let me see how you did it!" Lanny waved to Cody as he walked up to the fireplace.

“Sir, let me help you,” Iron Hammer said before Cody could step forward.

Although he was honest and simple, he had a good memory. He remembered Karina's instructions. Since she said to be more proactive and diligent in front of the master, she must be right.

Seeing this, Cody shook his head and smiled helplessly. He had originally wanted to call an apprentice over to help, but he hadn't expected that this Iron Hammer would also know how to make a good impression in front of the master.

He ignored Iron Hammer's hard work and, taking advantage of the fact that the furnace temperature hadn't risen yet, grabbed a basin, poured in some white powder and salt that he had prepared beforehand, added some water, and started stirring, all the while explaining to Lanny.

"Sir, this stone, oh, you call it limestone, takes too long to calcine into powder, so I won't demonstrate it for you. Instead, I'll show you the steps for melting sand. Is that alright?"

Lanny nodded in agreement; there was nothing wrong with that.

Although he hadn't seen much of the lime-burning process, he had heard of it. It involved burning limestone and fuel together, and there was nothing interesting about it. He didn't have time to wait here for several hours.

Actually, there was quite a bit of preparation work involved. Cody first thoroughly stirred the mixture of lime and salt, then mixed in sand and stirred again.

Once everything was ready, he cleared a flat area on the ground to cool it down later.

Once everything was ready, he checked the furnace and found the temperature was suitable. Then he poured the prepared mixture into the crucible, picked it up with a special iron tong, and put it into the furnace.

It was only then that Lanny noticed that the furnace seemed to have been modified again. The surrounding clay shell was thicker, and there was only one opening in the front just big enough to fit the crucible in; the rest of the furnace was completely sealed off.

Seeing Lanny's gaze, Cody smiled and explained, "This is a modification I made based on your previous ideas for modifying the furnace!"

It turns out that Cody had also considered whether the inability to produce this thing was due to a temperature issue, and he had come up with some ways to increase the temperature in the furnace as much as possible under the existing conditions.

This modified exterior is one of the modifications.

After his further modifications, the furnace could no longer be called a furnace; it was more like a giant crucible, almost completely sealed except for the air outlet at the top and the air inlet at the bottom.

During the experiment, he even discovered some characteristics of thermal radiation and used some sintered lime to coat the entire interior of the furnace white.

He also coated the crucible with a layer of black soot to maximize its heat absorption capacity.

Looking at these subtle changes and listening to Cody's explanation, Lanny couldn't help but admire the guy's sharp mind.

Cody was born in the wrong era. In another world, he would at least be a research scientist and might even have made his mark on history.

As Cody explained, time passed slowly, and the mixture of sand in the crucible gradually underwent some changes.

Cody glanced at it, then quickly picked up the blowpipe next to him and stuck it into the crucible to stir it continuously. He also turned to Lanny and explained, "Stirring it constantly now will make it melt faster."

Sure enough, the sand in the crucible melted almost completely, turning into an orange-red liquid.

Seeing that the time was right, Cody took out the iron pipe in his hand, lifted the entire crucible out, and poured the liquid inside onto the ground.

The sand prepared for this demonstration was not much; when poured on the ground, it was only about the size of an adult's fist. He also divided it into several portions, so each pile was only about the size of a pine nut.

Watching Cody's actions, Lanny's lips twitched involuntarily. He finally understood why Cody had said that the thing was grayish and not very shiny.

You're pouring molten glass onto a muddy ground; there's no way it'll light up.

However, since it was a demonstration, he didn't intend to interrupt; he just wanted to see how far Cody could go.

After finishing these tasks, Cody put away his tools, waved for the hammer to come down, and then stood next to Lanny, pointing to the piles of molten glass on the ground and explaining them.

"Master, please wait a moment. This thing must be allowed to cool down naturally. We can't quench it, or it will crack!"

"What?" Lanny looked at the young man in front of him in surprise, "You've even tried using this thing for quenching?"

What does this have to do with anything? Glass quenching? That really shows a spirit of exploration. I can only give Cody a thumbs up for his spirit of exploration.

"Can't I?" Cody countered, unsure if he had done something wrong. He explained nervously, "I noticed that the hammers are quenched after each forging, so I was wondering if I could use quenching to cool them down quickly. Did I do something wrong?"

"It's nothing, everything's fine!" Lenny glanced at Cody, who looked anxious, and finally waved his hand without saying anything more.

It's rare to catch a "research dog," so we can't give him any orders. If we ruin his spirit of exploration, the losses would be huge.

As the two were talking, the molten glass on the ground gradually lost its orange-red color as the temperature dropped, slowly turning greenish, and finally even becoming dark green.

Sure enough, the surface of these things was not very smooth after they cooled down, and because the ground had not been cleaned, it was covered with a lot of dust and debris, making the glass beads look very inconspicuous.

Cody held his hand close to feel the temperature until it was comfortable to touch before picking up the glass beads from the ground and handing them to Lanny.

After taking the beads handed to him, Lanny held them in his hand and examined them carefully. He finally confirmed that they were indeed glass.

At that moment, Lanny almost cried.

Having been in this strange world for several months, eating unfamiliar food, wearing unfamiliar clothes, and speaking a vague "English," he couldn't see electric lights, televisions, or cell phones... He hadn't even seen the most basic glass products again, which made him feel a sense of loneliness, as if he had been abandoned by his original world.

He never imagined that touching something as common as glass again would evoke such strong emotions in him.

He played with the bright green glass ball in his hands for a while, then casually put it aside. He then rolled up his sleeves and decided to try it out himself.

He didn't intend to tell Cody anything directly, but rather to try it out himself, so as not to interfere with Cody's creativity as much as possible.

Perhaps, through his own actions, he will make some new discoveries, wouldn't that be an unexpected delight?

Seeing that Lanny was actually doing it himself, Hammer ignored his already sore thighs and jumped back onto the blower.

Seeing that the master had started a new round of operations without saying a word, Cody was also very curious, thinking that the master was probably going to create some kind of magical thing again. He quickly held his breath and paid close attention to Lanny's every move.

But to his surprise, Lanny's actions were almost exactly the same as his before. He even turned around to ask him about the proportions when mixing the ingredients, which left him completely confused and increasingly puzzled.

Does the master not trust me and want to try it himself?

Thinking about this, although he could understand, it was impossible for him not to feel disappointed.

However, he soon noticed something different. He saw Lanny pick up the few glass balls he had painstakingly made and throw them back into the crucible.

Seeing this, Cody wondered if Lanny was dissatisfied with what he had made. He felt a little uneasy again.

But then I thought about it again and realized that something was wrong. What kind of status does the master have? If he was really dissatisfied, he could just curse people out. He wouldn't be so focused on his work like this.

The old man neither gave me a hard time nor scolded me, and he didn't even seem to pay much attention to me. It was as if his attention to the glass was more important than anything else.

This puzzled Cody greatly.

As the raw materials in the crucible began to melt, Cody keenly noticed the difference from before; the melting time and speed seemed to be much faster than before.

"Could it be the glass? Adding glass can accelerate the melting of the raw materials?" he thought to himself, secretly deciding to try it when he had time.

Moreover, he was quite certain that the master had anticipated this outcome, because he saw no surprise on the master's calm face.

Looking at Lanny's calm and composed expression, he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and admiration, and even Lanny's expressionless face seemed to have gained a mysterious and unpredictable quality.

Of course, Cody discovered far more than that. Once all the ingredients in the crucible had melted, Lanny's actions became completely different from his.

He used the iron pipe to pry out a lump of solution, took it out of the stove, and instead of putting it down, he grabbed it with both hands and pressed his mouth against the other end of his cheek, blowing it out.

However, after blowing on it several times until his face turned red, Lanny still couldn't make a sound. He held the iron pipe up to his eyes to take a look, and then put half of the molten glass back into the crucible.

Hmm, what do these two steps mean? Is it some kind of secret? Write it down, write it down quickly!

At this moment, however, Lanny was not as confident as Cody had imagined; instead, he was filled with embarrassment and frustration.

"Damn it, I used too much, and now I can't even blow it! I didn't know this thing was so difficult to work with. I miscalculated, I miscalculated!"

In the end, after a great deal of effort, Lanny managed to blow out a "glass bottle".

Of course, calling it a glass bottle isn't quite accurate, because it's really too small, only about the size of an apple. I don't know if Lanny underestimated the difficulty of the task, or if the glass solution they made was too viscous, but no matter how much there was, it was impossible to blow it up.

However, Lanny felt that he had underestimated the difficulty. After all, he had only seen people in videos puffing out their cheeks to blow out all kinds of beautiful handicrafts, but he had never actually done it himself.

Of course, apart from that, everything else went pretty much as Lenny had predicted.

Once he entered the modeling stage, he entered a relatively familiar area. After completing the first "glass bottle", he immediately became very interested. He not only started making various things according to his memory, but also asked Iron Hammer to arrange for people to make some tools he needed.

Seeing the master having so much fun, the people around gathered around, watching Lanny bustling about like a performer, and exclaiming in amazement.

Hearing the exclamations around him, Lanny's interest grew even stronger. He not only used up all the materials, but also wanted to try again tomorrow.

Although he had a great time, he still had some regrets. He had wanted to make a pair of glass slippers for Tiffany as his first glass item, but he found that it was simply impossible. The materials were one issue, the size was another, and most importantly, with the tools available now, it was impossible to make such a complex design.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up. He simply made a small gadget for Tiffany out of glass, based on his memory, before returning to his study, satisfied. He planned to surprise Tiffany when she returned to the castle that evening.