Although it is near the end of the year, the temperature in Beijing has increased instead of decreased.
The first batch of honeycomb briquettes also solidified quickly.
Because honeycomb briquettes are made from coal slag, and contain 20% yellow mud for shaping.
Therefore, considering all costs, a single honeycomb briquette is more than 60% cheaper than an equivalent weight of charcoal.
In the past two days, the stove and hot pot that Mu Zi'an had Zhao Dahu build have also been completed.
Upon seeing these two items, Mu Zian was overjoyed.
The others in the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion had no idea why Mu Zian was so excited.
It was just some coal briquettes, a stove, and a pot.
Even when the emperor bestowed gold and silver upon his son, he had never been this happy.
Liu Rushi carefully examined the stove in front of her and couldn't help but ask.
"Young master, it's just a tin stove, why are you so happy?"
Mu Zian replied with a smile.
You'll find out soon enough.
In no time, Zhao Yun and Luo Cheng moved the stove and honeycomb briquettes to the small pavilion in the backyard.
Both charcoal and coal produce some degree of toxicity when burned.
Even in later generations, many tragedies still occur every year due to coal poisoning.
Avoiding such a tragedy is quite simple: just use a pipe to vent the toxic gases produced in the furnace.
Mu Zian stared at the fire in front of him, momentarily lost in thought.
It was as if my consciousness had traveled through a thousand years and returned to its own era.
While Mu Zian was still in a daze, Zhao Dahu had already lit the stove.
Zhao Dahu said with a smile as he started a fire.
"The honeycomb briquette that you made, young master, is truly a blessing to the people."
"Not only is it cheap, but it's also quite easy to make. I could learn it just by watching it from the side."
“Every winter, poor people freeze to death.”
"If we had these honeycomb briquettes, many poor people would be able to get through the winter."
"What our young master has done is a truly meritorious deed."
Upon hearing this, Liu Rushi looked at Mu Zian with a gleam in her eyes.
She never imagined that such a small piece of coal could have such a purpose.
Mu Zian smiled upon hearing this.
"It's just doing some small things that I can do."
Upon hearing this, Liu Rushi immediately thought of the sweet potatoes stored in the warehouse.
Suddenly, as if she had a sudden realization, she looked at Mu Zian and said seriously.
"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and a great river is formed from countless small streams."
"Although the young master is only doing some small things within his power, it is a matter of life and death for the people of the world."
"What you desire in your heart is the well-being of all people, but this cannot be changed overnight. As long as you are willing, you will be able to change this world sooner or later."
Mu Zian laughed upon hearing this, but remained noncommittal.
Just as Liu Rushi said, Mu Zian is changing the world little by little with his actions.
As the honeycomb briquettes burned in the stove, streams of heat radiated outwards.
Feeling the warmth emanating from the stove, Liu Rushi's eyes sparkled with excitement.
For a top noble like Mu Zian, this small amount of charcoal was naturally insignificant.
But for the poor people of Dali, the small honeycomb briquettes burning in the stove were the hope for their family's survival.
While busy at work, Zhao Dahu wiped the sweat from his forehead and couldn't help but ask.
"Young master, what price would you like to offer for this item?"
Mu Zian reached out and placed the hot pot on the stove, then smiled and said.
"One penny is enough."
Zhao Dahu exclaimed in surprise upon hearing this.
"One coin? Young master, aren't you going to lose money?"
Mu Zian shook his head, but replied.
"This item doesn't cost much to produce. If the method of making it is made public, any household can make it themselves."
"Moreover, this is something that concerns the lives of ordinary people; how can its value be measured by money?"
One penny per piece is basically close to the cost price.
However, honeycomb briquettes are consumables, and their success depends on high volume and low profit margins.
Moreover, as long as this product can be produced on a large scale, the cost can continue to decrease, and the profit will naturally increase.
Mu Zian poured the prepared water into the hot pot, and in no time the water in the pot began to boil.
"These honeycomb briquettes boil water so fast, much faster than firewood."
Liu Rushi was slightly shocked.
Mu Zian replied casually.
"These honeycomb briquettes not only boil water quickly, but they also last longer than firewood. Just a few of these honeycomb briquettes can burn for several hours."
As he spoke, Mu Zian pointed to the small hole in the stove.
"The fire intensity can be adjusted by using this stove opening. If it is not in use, the opening can be reduced, and the burning time of this honeycomb briquette can be doubled."
Everyone looked shocked upon hearing this.
Zhao Yun and Luo Cheng squatted down in front of the small stove and examined it carefully, seemingly trying to discover what was so special about it.
Compared to honeycomb briquettes, this stove will cost more to build.
However, most families can still afford one if they grit their teeth, since it's not a consumable item and a stove can last a long time.
As the water in the hot pot boiled, Mu Zian added the broth that he had prepared a few days earlier.
The broth in this pot is made from beef tallow that Mu Zian specially bought. In Gu Niu, it is definitely an important production tool, sometimes even more precious than people.
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