Chapter 25: Running Short of Hands
Cheers erupted from the cement kiln.
Chu Guang walked over and saw Fang Chang and Old White piling up a mound of light gray powder on the ground, which they mixed with water and sand to form a pasty slurry.
It was roughly estimated that this batch of cement weighed about 20 kilograms.
Since it was a trial burn, not much was produced. Judging by the capacity of the filler port of the cement kiln, it shouldn't be a problem to process about half a ton a day.
Although it couldn't compare to professional production equipment, it was barely usable.
"Respected Manager!"
Upon noticing Chu Guang approaching, the two players dropped their tools and excitedly came up to greet him.
"Cement!"
"We've finally made the silicate cement!"
This was indeed not easy.
To make the temperature inside the cement kiln exceed 1450 degrees, the two practically risked their lives cranking the blower and continuously shoveling coal into it, almost developing a Kylin Arm.