"My lord, please wait here for a moment. I will drive them out immediately."
"Go away, go away..." Jiang Tian waved his hand at Chen Feilong and Ling Yunzhi. "Song Yingxing is my treasure, and no one can neglect them."
"Unload the things from the vehicle and come inside with me."
Jiang Tian led his men into the blacksmith shop, where waves of heat immediately hit them.
The temperature inside this blacksmith shop is too high; it's practically uninhabitable.
"Song Yingxing, come here quickly. I've brought you some food." Jiang Tian pointed to the watermelons.
Song Yingxing had a whistle dangling from his mouth. He didn't answer Jiang Tian.
Waaaaah... Waaaaah...
A series of whistles sounded, and the huge iron furnace slowly tilted, pouring out molten iron, with sparks flying everywhere.
The molten iron flowed into the mold, cooled, and was then polished.
A full hour passed, and Song Yingxing's journey was in vain.
"My lord, what brings you here?" Song Yingxing saw that Jiang Tian was covered in sweat and quickly handed him a piece of linen.
"What are you busy with?"
"The engine's cylinders, crankshaft, and connecting rods."
Jiang Tian handed him a slice of watermelon, and only then did he notice the several huge iron frames in the distance.
What is that?
"We used high-quality iron to build the train carriages, and I reinforced the key parts. We also used springs at the wheels for shock absorption."
The more Jiang Tianyue chatted with Song Yingxing, the more he realized that Song Yingxing knew a great deal.
Just as the archaeological findings suggest, Ming Dynasty technology was world-leading, but it lost its advantage under the suppression of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.
Jiang Tian had once seen a steamship from the Ming Dynasty in a museum; it was powered by a steam engine.
Archaeological research has revealed that the treasure ships of Zheng He, the eunuch of the Ming Dynasty, used steamships for his voyages to the Western Ocean.
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