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Wang Weidong's experiment lasted for seven days.

During these seven days, Fu Song finally experienced firsthand how crazy the older generation of researchers were.

Wang Weidong's eyes were bloodshot. He hadn't rested for two days and two nights.

His originally fragile body seemed to fall down at the slightest blow, but his energy was unprecedentedly strong.

"Nip steel... nib steel...

"What method can be used to increase its wear resistance?" Wang Weidong muttered to himself.

Wear resistance has always been the biggest problem plaguing the performance of nib steel.

It looks similar to hardness, but there are subtle differences.

In order for steel to be wear-resistant, it must not only be hard enough but also have a certain degree of ductility to ensure the toughness of the ball.

However, even if we add hundreds of auxiliary materials for smelting, the performance of even the best red phosphorus is much worse than that of foreign nib steel.

Suddenly, he looked at Su Yumin: "Are there any other ingredients that haven't been added?"

Su Yumin shook his head: "No more.

This time I prepared a total of 126 materials, but all of them failed."

After a pause, he said, "Professor Wang, don't be too anxious.

The nib steel manufacturing technology of those foreign companies is the result of hundreds of years of accumulation.

Let’s study it slowly, and one day we will succeed.”

Wang Weidong glared at him and said, "What do you mean by slowly studying? When doing research, you have to strike while the iron is hot.

If we really study foreign countries for hundreds of years, what's the point even if we figure it out?"

"this……"

"What is this? Think quickly about what other methods you haven't used yet.

What are you looking at me doing? Think about it quickly!

I don’t care, if we can’t come up with a solution today, no one will be allowed to rest.”

Everyone looked at each other, feeling a little scared.

They had already stayed up all night with Wang Weidong yesterday. If they stayed up again today...

Seeing everyone's embarrassment, Fu Song knew he had to say something:

"Uncle Wang, you really don't have to worry.

As the saying goes, more haste makes waste. Although what Brother Su said just now is not completely correct, it still makes some sense.

I know you're doing this to save me money, but I'm not short of money..."

Before he could finish his words, Wang Weidong suddenly yelled, "Get out of here!

You guys just do nothing but talk nonsense every day, but when it comes to going to the battlefield, you are all more cowardly than the other.

Do you know why our country's steel has not been able to stand at the top of the world?

Are you and I not smart enough, or is our country's technological accumulation insufficient?

Let me tell you, neither is true.

But you lack a kind of spirit, a spirit that no one else can have but me.

Why are foreigners the only ones who can make pen nib steel?

Do they have an extra arm or a head than us?

ah?

You guys tell me!"

Seeing Wang Weidong suddenly fall into madness, the whole workshop suddenly became silent, with only the flame in the blast furnace burning.

suddenly……

"You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky. Let me keep you with my heart..."

A crisp cell phone ringtone suddenly rang, and Fu Song quickly took out his phone and turned it off.

Seeing everyone looking at him, he felt a little embarrassed: "This...

Actually, I think that if we can’t handle something as difficult as steelmaking, we can ask our ancestors for help.”

Su Yumin subconsciously asked: "Ask the ancestors for help? How do I ask for help?"

Fu Songdao said: "It's very simple. When it comes to metal forging, the most famous in history are Gan Jiang and Mo Ye.

In order to make the swords they forged even sharper, they even jumped into the sword pool and forged the swords with their own blood and souls.

Wang Weidong was stunned. "Forging a sword with my own blood and soul? It's not impossible to give it a try."

"No, don't!" Fu Song quickly pulled him back: "Uncle Wang, you misunderstood me.

It is just a legend that Gan Jiang and Moye used their lives to forge swords. After all, how could anyone in this world be so stupid?

Later I checked some literature and found that they actually used their own urine to cool the steel.

How about we try it too?"

Fu Song said this just to smooth over his previous embarrassment and had no other intention.

Unexpectedly, Wang Weidong's eyes lit up: "Good idea!"

He turned around and went to the blast furnace to add water, but the amount of water was a little too little.

Wang Weidong immediately said, "What are you all standing there for? Come on together!"

"This..." Everyone looked at each other, they all thought Wang Weidong was crazy.

It’s just that the boss with the highest say at the scene has spoken, and as a younger brother I have to obey!

So they all stepped forward to carry out the order, and after completing it, they looked at Fu Song at the same time.

Fu Song: “?”

Why are you looking at me like that? Does this have anything to do with me?

In the end, everyone ran towards the blast furnace, leaving only Fu Song alone who remained motionless.

Fu Song’s face was full of grievance: “Everyone, don’t look at me, I just went to the toilet, and I don’t have any now.

Besides, the blast furnace temperature has almost dropped, so there is no need for that..."

He suddenly stopped talking because Fu Song found that when he looked at the blast furnace, a line of red words instantly appeared in his eyes.