Chapter 462

"Mr. Lu, what Wang Jiancheng meant was that it only took eleven hours from the steel of the tongs to the production of Yuanyoujia in the Song Dynasty."

"Ha?! What did you say?" Lu Jianqing stretched out his finger and subconsciously clenched his ears. He felt that if it weren't for his auditory hallucinations, it would be that the two bastards in front of him were liaring about military merits.

"As fastest as ten hours, and as slow as twelve hours, a pair of Song Yuanyoujia can be produced. Therefore, the official hopes that Lord Lu can agree to the official's plan and proceed completely according to the official's plan for the work procedures and arrangements of the Afang Office." Wang Yang said patiently at Lord Lu, who was shocked and confused.

"I said, "Zhuang Yuan Gong, you, haven't you told the Empress and Your Majesty in front of all civil and military officials that twenty people can get two pairs of armor in ten days. Why, in this blink of an eye, you can only make one day in our military weapon surveillance, oh no, in half a day, you can make a set of Song Yuanyou armor?"

"Your High School knew that the Lord might not believe it, but that doesn't matter. If you are willing, you can go to our Jiafang Office and take a look. You will know that what the Lord High School said is not false."

Of course, Lord Lu didn't believe it. Even if he believed it, he needed to see it as a truth. So, just after listening to Wang Yang's report, he hurried to the Jiafang Office with Wang Yang and Zhang Shuling.

In the past, there were still scenes of smelting furnaces everywhere in the Afang Office, but the other place next to it seemed much more standardized.

You can see the faint smoke coming from the twenty smelting furnaces, and the sparks splashing out from the steel burning are eye-catching.

The heavy water hammer of a large hydraulic forging press can only hammer a heavy piece of armor to only one-third of its original thickness in just a few dozen strokes.

Lord Lu always seemed very silent, looking at every process carefully, and even the craftsmen's handmade machine tools stood in front of the machine tools for half an hour, watching the craftsman polishing a whole piece of armor.

Wang Yang continued to take on the job of a tour guide and told Lord Lu that the polishing workshop was divided into several small workshops, and the polished armor sheets in each small workshop were unified. In this way, it not only allowed the craftsmen to familiarize themselves with the work at the fastest speed and become more proficient. It is important that the model and specifications of the polished armor sheet will not be wrong.

After they arrived at the assembly workshop at the last location, they saw a large number of craftsmen assembling armor and chain armor.

Some are responsible for assembling breastplate and chain mail. After assembly, they are handed over to the next group to assemble chain mail and shoulder mail. And so on until the last process is completed, they are handed over to dozens of experienced old craftsmen for inspection. After confirming that they are qualified, they use steel cones to print them on it.

"There are so many here?" After Lord Lu came to the warehouse with Wang Yang, he saw the craftsmen there put on the brand new armor with maintenance and rust-proof grease and placed them.

"Actually not many. We have been in the trial production stage these days, and the cooperation between craftsmen still needs to be adjusted. In addition, only one-third of the craftsmen in the Jiafang Office are carrying out the production of the Song Dynasty Yuanyoujia, so now Nissan Song Dynasty Yuanyoujia is about 35 pairs..."

"If all the craftsmen in the Afang Office carry out assembly line operations, it is expected that the Afang Office will have about 120 pairs of Nissan Song Yuanyoujia. In addition, after integration and assembly line operations, the cost of each pair of iron armor has been reduced by about 20%. Now the total cost of a pair of iron armor is 8,132 cents."

Lord Lu looked at Wang Yang blankly. His pupils had begun to dissipate, his mouth began to turn white, his eyes were dull, and his hands were covering his heart. "What do you mean is that you can produce 120 pairs of armor every day. How much is that year?"

After Zhang Shuling smashed his mouth, he estimated with his fingers and gritted his teeth and said viciously. "If you calculate 355 days a year (lunar calendar), the Jiafang Shu can produce 42,000 pairs of Yuanyoujia in the Song Dynasty. Hey hey... Lord Lu, Lord Lu..."

Wang Yang looked at Lord Lu, who was so excited that he was so excited that he was now rolling his eyes and fell to the ground. The corners of his mouth were tilted to the side, and the saliva from his mouth began to flow out uncontrollably. Oh, this guy wouldn't have been so excited that he had a stroke due to a cerebral hemorrhage?

"This, Lord Lu, what's wrong with you? Wake up, wake up..." The Zhang Shuling quickly helped Lord Lu shaking there.
Chapter completed!