Chapter 222: Manpower Shortage

The corner of Li Yi's mouth twitched at the side. This elder brother, who knew how to prevent the collapse and how to prevent poisonous gas from hurting people, had to wait until the excavation was confirmed before speaking out. Those Di people who died in front were really wronged.

Feng Tubie said he was not responsible for the matter.

If so many people hadn't died, he wouldn't have thought of these measures!

He is not a coal boss.

And it hurt so much for so many people to die.

With such a shortage of labor, can you not feel distressed?

But still the same sentence, civil engineering, how can there be immortality?

With the advancement of science and technology in later generations, wouldn't there still be mining accidents every year?

Thinking of this, Feng Yong turned his head and said to Li Yi: "Wenxuan, is there any news from Erlang? This manpower is not enough!"

More than 500 Di people were captured, dozens of them were killed when the brick kiln collapsed, and another hundred died when the coal digging collapsed. Now there are less than 400 people left, which is indeed not enough.

"Brother, last time I only said that General Ma was going to go out, but he didn't mention where he was going. So far, there is still no news. Little brother, it doesn't take many people to dig this charcoal. How can it not be enough?"

"It's right not to mention where you're going. The march needs to be kept secret, and if you don't keep it secret, you will lose."

Feng Yong nodded, and continued to explain to Li Yi, "It doesn't take many people to dig the coal, but to dig it up, wash it, burn it, and stir it, it takes a lot of hands."

"wash?"

Li Yi was a little puzzled, "Wash the charcoal? How to wash it? Can't the charcoal be burned directly? Why do you need to wash it?"

"Of course the charcoal can be burned directly, but it is not easy to burn. If you mix it with water first, you can separate the useless impurities in it, and you will get better charcoal. This kind of charcoal will be easy to burn."

Coal washing, the sunset industry of later generations, the main operation method of Xiaohei Coal Mine, you can know the process of how to do it at a glance.

All you need is a little bit of strength, and you can do the rest without thinking, just like playing with mud.

Most of the impurities washed out are coal gangue, which is used to burn bricks and fill roads in later generations. It is very common and can be regarded as waste utilization.

But it also has a very important use, which is to make clinker-free cement.

Many of the illegal small black coal mines and the houses in the mines in later generations were built by burning bricks and making cement.

Coal gangue can be used to fire bricks, which are of better quality than those fired from clay.

Burnt coal gangue is ground into powder and mixed with lime and gypsum in a certain proportion to obtain a stuff called clinker-free cement.

It can be called cement, but its strength is very low, and it can only be used to lay bricks and make adhesives, and cannot be used as concrete for high-rise buildings.

The so-called bean curd dregs project, in addition to using bamboo bars instead of steel bars in the project, it is also possible that this kind of cement was used.

No way, it's cheap!

Which small black coal mine has not produced this kind of cement?

Otherwise, how can he be called the black-hearted boss of the black coal mine?

This kind of cement, in the eyes of later generations, is scum, and should not exist in the world.

Coal gangue, in terms of making cement, should replace clay more and make qualified products of various labels.

But Feng Tubie said, damn it, I don’t know how to burn cement, and I finally found a cement that doesn’t need to be calcined—let’s call it cement—why not?

Anyway, I'm not using it to build high-rise buildings, to build a small bungalow or something, isn't it too much?

Nanxiang County also has the largest gypsum mine in Asia, and two large mines of first-grade limestone. In addition to this coal mine, if it is not used to make cement, it will be a thunderbolt?

In this era, it is good to have cement, what more label do you want?

So, how could the four hundred or so people on hand be enough to fill the bottomless pit?

As for the washed coal, in addition to being used for burning fire, it was sent to Hanzhong Metallurgical Metallurgy. Anyway, I am also the second in command of Hanzhong Metallurgy.

At that time, the iron production of Hanzhong Metallurgy will soar, and I don't know if the old demon Zhuge will show the kindness of his elders again and ask Adou to let Hanzhong Metallurgical come out?

But that's something the queen and A Dou have to worry about, it has nothing to do with me.

"My lord, spare me, my lord, help me!"

With disheveled hair and tears streaming down his face, Ri Maimouxi knelt down in front of Zhao Guang and kowtowed repeatedly.

Zhao Guangda sat on the head of the camp with a golden knife, and Wang Xun sat next to him.

The two came to Yang'an Pass with their trilogy, nominally to see if there was any suitable place to herd cattle and sheep or farm, but in fact they came to be human traffickers.

And the kind of human traffickers that both adults, children, and strong women want.

After all, they were sent by Wei Cheng from the Diannong School in Hanzhong, so General Ma naturally had to cooperate, so the two of them were allowed to lead the part alone and form their own part in the army.

"I beg you, my lord, let our people go!"

Bleeding was already protruding from Rimemushi's forehead, but he still didn't dare to stop for a moment.

Zhao Guang propped one hand on his knees, pointed at Wang Xun with the other, stretched his feet to the side of Ri Maimouxi's head, and said with a sneer, "Rimaimusi, you can see clearly, the one next to me is mine. brother."

Rimemoxi paused for a moment, looked up at Wang Xun, his eyes were a little horrified, his lips twitched a few times, but he couldn't speak, and just continued to kowtow, "My lord, spare me, my lord!"

Zhao Guang chuckled, sat up straight, and said lightly: "A few months ago, my brother, my lord, ran all over the mountains just to beg you to help my brother herd herds, but how did you treat him back then? This uncle’s? How did you say it?”

"My lord, many people in the Winter Clan died this year, and the rest can't eat anymore. Please, let us graze around here, and let us exchange some food."

Ri Maimouxi did not dare to answer Zhao Guang's question, but muttered to himself, the blood on his forehead flowed down his face, then dripped to the ground, splashing dust.

Zhao Guang gave a "bah", "At the beginning my elder brother kindly asked you to help, but you not only refused to accept it, but also treated my uncle like that. What are you talking about? You said that there are not many Han people in Hanzhong, and you still have to bring your clansmen with you. Go to Hanzhong and kill all the Han people?"

"Don't dare, my lord, I dare not!"

Rimemushi was trembling all over, and tears were streaming down his face.

"You also said that a senior official in Hanzhong was killed by you Qiang people, and you plan to do the same in the future, right?"

Zhao Guang sneered, "Come on, I'm an official anyway, sitting in front of you,"

Then, with a "dang" sound, a horizontal knife was thrown in front of Ri Mai Muxi, "Take this knife and stab it directly, let me see the courage of you Qiang people."

"Don't dare, my lord, I dare not!"

With tears in his eyes, Jimmy Murthy repeated the words in a murmur, and the blood had already begun to seep into the soil.

Standing beside Zhao Guang was an old man, his eyes were half-closed, and he occasionally revealed his nakedness. This was the old man from Zhao's mansion who had just come from Jincheng a few days ago.

Wang Xun looked at the leader of the tribe in front of him, and felt a burst of joy in his heart.

My lord was so wronged a few months ago that he almost knelt down and begged for help. Among them, this person was ridiculed in various ways.

As a son, I wished I could just kill him to relieve my hatred.

Unexpectedly, after only a few months, he would have to kneel in front of him like a poodle waiting to be slaughtered.

This felt much more comfortable than killing him on the spot.

Thinking about my elder brother again, although I haven't seen him kill anyone with his own hands, but how long has he been in Hanzhong, how many people died because of his elder brother?

And there will be more in the future, because the elder brother has already sent a letter, asking them to find a way to get more people to go there as soon as possible.