Chapter 221 What kind of insurance do you need?
Feng Yong took it, weighed it, and asked, "Where is Craftsman Zhou?"
“Go back to Feng Langjun, the villain is here.”
I saw another black man coming out of the mine entrance and replied.
Zhou Gong’s name is Zhou Hao, which sounds good, but his ancestors are not Han people. Like Wang Ping, he is a Tibetan.
The Jin people belong to a branch of the Qiang people. They are brave and good at singing and dancing. They were the vanguard when King Wu conquered Zhou and Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty brought peace to the world, defeating many opponents.
The most important thing is that they have made a living by mining and smelting iron for generations.
They are not only experienced in iron smelting, but also in prospecting and mining.
The reason why Feng Yong dared to mine coal was because he had such a group of people under his command.
Wang Ping was considered a small leader of the Zhi people at the beginning, and most of the original tribesmen had been moved to the north.
After surrendering to the Han Dynasty, Liu Bei granted him the official position of General Bi. Although this was not considered a success, in the eyes of the fellow villagers in Brazil County, it was regarded as a return to his hometown in glory.
After all, being able to serve as a Han official is a huge advantage for the Yi people - aren't those seven Yi kings all Han officials?
Later, Wang Ping was entrusted by Feng Yong to find Qiang people who could herd cattle and sheep. When passing by his hometown, he stayed for one night. Some fellow countrymen wanted to follow Wang Ping, but Wang Ping was not successful at the time and could only decline.
After getting a recommendation from Feng Yong, I finally felt proud. Only then did I think of the fellow villagers in my hometown who were still living a hard life.
At least he has the title of general. Although it is a miscellaneous title, he is still a general! Besides, how can we go to Nanzhong to quell the chaos without some personal soldiers?
Moreover, the Jin people are originally brave and good at fighting, so calling their fellow villagers a part of the army can be regarded as a benefit to their fellow villagers.
Even if you die in battle, you can still get some compensation, which is better than being buried in a mine while mining or starving to death all year round. Otherwise, whenever there is a war, our ancestors would go out as mercenaries to conquer the world for others? Isn’t it just to have a full meal?
It's just that I can't have too many troops, and the fellow villagers are too enthusiastic. I thought that my son might also need some help to support the scene, so I assigned some more people to join Wang Xun.
Feng Yong, a country man, was originally interested in the history of the Three Kingdoms. When he saw the Han people who were different from the Han people, he was naturally curious and asked what was going on.
When I heard that there was such a group of natural miners under my nose, I couldn't help but feel happy. Damn it, weren't they here to bring me money?
Hello miners!
The reason is very simple. They have initial organizational discipline.
Feng Yong pays attention to cultivating the queue consciousness of his second generation slaves, isn't it just to cultivate their organizational discipline?
Of course, this is a problem for the future. The main problem now is that although the craftsmen of Hanzhong Metallurgical Industry are good at smelting and making iron, they have very few talents in prospecting and mining.
How is it like a person who is born to eat this bowl of rice?
So Feng Yong and Wang Ping’s fellow villagers hit it off. They helped Feng Yong look for mines, and Feng Yong was responsible for their food and clothing.
Very reasonable, very happy, very harmonious, everyone gets what they need, right?
“It’s real charcoal this time, it can’t be wrong again, right?”
Feng Yong raised the dark object and looked at the sun.
Unfortunately, he is not majoring in geology and mining, so he cannot see the difference between raw coal and coal gangue.
The first Di man who came out of the mine trembled slightly when he heard this.
The handsome-looking young man in front of him was actually an evil ghost in his eyes.
Over the past few days, nearly a hundred tribesmen have died trying to dig out what he wanted.
Some people were buried alive underground because the pits collapsed several times, and some were inexplicably killed by evil spirits underground just yesterday when they dug up this black thing.
Zhou Hao said, took the black thing from Feng Yong's hand, held it in his hand and hit a stone on the ground with all his strength. There was a "dang" sound, and it cracked, and it was still the same black inside.
Feng Yong laughed "haha", bent down to pick it up and looked at it, "It is indeed coal!"
“How deep can we dig down this hole to find charcoal?”
Feng Yong looked at the mine again.
“Back to Feng Langjun, it’s about six feet.”
Feng Yong calculated silently and found that it was about eighteen to twenty meters. This would be a very simple matter in later generations.
In this era, it is actually not too difficult, especially if there are professional miners.
Even in later generations, the coal in Nanxiang County was only marked on the mineral map, saying that this was the largest coal mine in Hanzhong, and it was shallow coal.
However, not much has been developed, and at most it is only sporadic mining.
The reason is very simple, because there are too many coal mines in the north, and they are all larger than here, so there is no need to mine them here.
Another more important reason is that Nanxiang County will be divided into two counties in later generations, one of which was rated as "one of the most suitable places for human habitation" by the United Nations.
So, protecting the environment is the first priority.
But for current Feng Turtle, destruction and development are the best ways to survive. Without destruction and development, he would be frozen to death even in winter. How could he still survive?
When I finish destroying and developing this place and hollow it out, those unfilial descendants in future generations will no longer make plans, or will they restore the ecological environment on their own? It will still become one of the most suitable places for human life!
The process is different, but the results are actually the same.
“Okay, we’ll dig from here.”
Feng Yong decided on the spot that there might be a shallower spot elsewhere, but it would take luck to find it.
Since this has already met the standards for mining, why do we need to waste more time and effort?
It was not him who went into the mine anyway.
“Remember to put up all the wooden boards to support them first, so that the inside will not accidentally collapse like the previous times.”
Feng Yong ordered.
“Don’t worry, Mr. Feng, the villain knows what to do.”
Zhou Hao responded.
"Also, when the charcoal first emerges, there will be poisonous fumes that burn people. Take a giant bamboo, cut through the joints, sharpen one end, and insert it into the charcoal. The poisonous smoke will come up from the bamboo. If you go down again, it will not It will be poisoned.”
Coal mine accidents are nothing more than gas explosions, roof collapses, and water penetration.
In ancient times, the mining technology did not include multi-layer mining, so there would be no goaf areas and no water accumulation or permeability.
So at this time, the most likely to happen is a gas explosion and roof collapse.
Roof collapses have occurred two or three times before, and nearly a hundred Di people died.
Feng Yong had no choice but to remember hard. In his previous life, when he followed the army to eliminate those illegal small black mines, what exactly did the mines do?
The roof collapse is nothing more than putting up planks of wood.
The problem with gas is to either find a way to drain it out, or find a way to inject fresh air to force it out.
There was a very sinister boss who was not even willing to build a blower, so he inserted a piece of bamboo into the coal seam to draw out the gas.
This method is of course useful, but it is not always safe.
But Feng Tubiao said, it’s fine as long as it’s useful. Do you still want insurance? Do you want Pacific Insurance?
(End of this chapter)