The Stonecutter Guan Yu

Xi Zhicai shook his somewhat dizzy head and pointed at Wang Xuan. "We're still building?"

"You're insane. What are we going to do with all this iron? Can we even use it all?"

Everything in this world could be nurtured, so consumption was relatively low. No wonder Xi Zhicai had asked that question.

"Short-sighted!" Wang Xuan looked at Xi Zhicai with disdain. "Putting everything else aside, do you know how much iron it would take just to issue every farmer an Iron Plow, hoes, knives, iron pots, and other daily necessities? And that's not even counting road construction, city walls, houses, dams and other waterworks, or forging new weapons."

"Iron Plows, hoes, knives, iron pots?" Xi Zhicai was stunned. "We're distributing those too?"

Iron Plows already existed in this era, but they differed somewhat from the plows of later generations and were not as useful. As for ordinary commoners, they still used wooden plows. They could barely afford to eat, let alone use an Iron Plow. What kind of joke was that?

As for hoes and iron pots, those were even more outlandish. People still cooked with pottery basins in this era. Iron pots had been invented by Wang Xuan.

As for building houses and roads, Xi Zhicai understood even less...

Wang Xuan patted Xi Zhicai on the shoulder. "Child, your horizons are too narrow. Don't rush. Keep watching. There are plenty more new things!"

Wang Xuan had not been bluffing Xi Zhicai. From among more than two hundred thousand people, Wang Xuan had conducted a selection, picking out everyone with a trade to become the first batch of commoners to be liberated.

Blacksmiths, carpenters, or bricklayers—it was fine as long as they had a skill.

"This thing is called a woodworking machine tool. It's powered by manpower and can