Siheyuan: Starting from a fitter

Chapter 269 Engine Demonstration

Li Guocheng said so much in one breath, and Father Zhao and his second uncle also finished reading the book.

"If this is true, it would be incredible," Zhao's father said with emotion, and his second uncle also nodded with a serious expression.

"I accepted the book, is there no problem?" the old man asked.

"As you wish."

The three generations chatted for a while, "Okay, we can't keep occupying Xiao Li, let's go out, everyone will probably have a lot to talk about," the old man concluded.

The four of them walked out of the study, and everyone's attention immediately focused on Li Guocheng. Xiao Yuer ran over with a smile, hugged his arm, and never wanted to let go.

"Xiao Li, come here quickly and let grandma take a good look at you."

Li Guocheng obediently sat next to the old man.

"Oh, I have lost weight and become darker. It seems that I have suffered a lot. Western food is for people to eat. My child, you have suffered. You must eat more for lunch later."

Li Guocheng felt warm in his heart. The old man's nagging did not make him tired. Instead, he regained the feeling he had many years ago, "Hey, I listen to you, I have always missed the taste of my hometown."

"Get on the dumplings, get off the noodles. Knowing that you are so proud of noodles with soybean paste, they have been prepared a long time ago. Everyone will be eating noodles in a while." The old man took Li Guocheng's hand and looked up and down.

"Great, thank you", said, eyes a little bit.

Then, a large family gathered around Li Guocheng and asked questions, and Li Guocheng patiently answered them one by one.

"Ah! It's a tall building over 180 meters high. You won't be exhausted even if you go up there."

"Xiangjiang is also such a difficult place!"

"What foreigners are so hateful!"

"Opium is still being sold there, damn it!"

. . . . . .

Li Guocheng and others no longer asked questions, but instead enthusiastically attacked each other against the foreigners. He opened another trolley suitcase and took out a small bag from it.

"I came back in a hurry this time, so I didn't bring many gifts. I only have one electronic watch for each person. Please don't dislike it." He said and handed the bag to Zhao Ting, motioning to help distribute it.

When Zhao Ting took out a light red plastic object, although it was only a long strip, everyone was still attracted by the simple, grand and modern packaging box.

Because the characteristics of this era are stupid, thick and black, no one dares to pay attention to appearance, which is the embodiment of bourgeois hedonism.

With the elimination of the four evils, people are now full of expectations for freedom, individuality, and the pursuit of beautiful things.

Everyone took it, opened the packaging box one after another, and marveled again.

Looking at everyone's performance, Zhao Ting flushed with excitement. Her husband finally allowed her to gain face, which shows the hardships of the past few years.

Li Guocheng sighed inwardly. These are the children of the big courtyard, but he also understands their current behavior.Many years later, as a young person, it is difficult to understand how passionate people of this era would be for an electronic watch.

A bowl of fried noodles almost made Li Guocheng cry.

Shredded cabbage (no cucumbers this season), shredded carrots, green onions, soybean sprouts, boiled soybeans and strong hand-rolled noodles, paired with sweet and sour green cloves of garlic, it's delicious.

At 2 o'clock in the afternoon, Li Guocheng followed the old man to a warehouse with his trolley suitcase.Only Father Zhao was with him, and it was inconvenient for his second uncle to come forward, so he stayed at home.

Some armed soldiers were standing outside the warehouse. Led by a soldier with four pockets, they entered the warehouse. There were already more than 4 people inside.Looking at the attire, there are officers, leaders, intellectuals, and workers.

"Do you know what it is?"

"I don't know. I just gave an order and came here. I only had one bite of lunch."

"It can be said! I was researching the blade material, and I was interrupted just as I was making some progress."

"Lao Du, what do you mean, this is a secret!"

"Lao Xia, I really don't know. I've asked you eight hundred times if you're bored!"

. . . . . .

The soldiers all gathered together, talking in low voices, but in good order.

Mr. Zhao's sudden arrival seemed to press the pause button. Everyone stopped talking and looked at the door.

At this time, a white-haired old man who was about the same age as Mr. Zhao came over and said, "Old Zhao, you didn't explain clearly, so I didn't even have a good lunch."

"Hey, when you see me later, you won't feel wronged," Mr. Zhao replied with a smile and started playing riddles.

"Okay, if you can't satisfy me, your half box of Maotai will be mine."

"Well, if you'll be satisfied later, what do you say?"

"The chessboard you have been thinking about is yours."

"A gentleman's word".

"A four-horse horse is hard to chase".

"Ha ha ha ha...".

At this time, Li Guocheng had returned to Jackie Chan's face shape, and everyone looked at him with doubts, because he was the only one holding a 'square box', and the other two were very familiar with each other.

"Xiao Li, let them open their eyes," Mr. Zhao said in high spirits, not afraid that Li Guocheng would screw up.

Because Li Guocheng had proven himself time and time again in the past and never failed, so today Mr. Zhao is confident and has no doubts.

Li Guocheng agreed, flattened the trolley case, opened the zipper, moved the model out, and placed it on the solid wood workbench that had been prepared in the center of the warehouse.

Then turn the holes on site, and the 8 installation holes will be completed soon.

Fix the 'model' with fine steel screws and glance at Mr. Zhao.After receiving a look of approval, Li Guocheng turned on the power.

Some people exclaimed.But some people think it's grandstanding.

"Fancy, huh!"

"I thought it was something, but it turned out to be a good-looking model. This was too much of a fuss."

"You can be quiet, you think everyone is a fool."

"Hmph, wait and see."

Li Guocheng checked it again to make sure everything was correct, and then confidently pressed the start button.

A row of detection lights lit up one by one like a horse race, and the indicator light on the oil pipe showed that gasoline was flowing in.

Suddenly there was a low roar, and tail flames spurted out. As soon as the table moved forward, Li Guocheng held him down.

"Oh, that's interesting. It can even push a heavy table."

Some people in related industries have already carefully observed it, running back and forth, wanting to get their hands on it if the wind and flames weren't so strong.

Time seemed to pass by in the blink of an eye, and when the red light of the fuel level indicator came on, the engine stopped abruptly.

An old engineer, not afraid of burning his hands, hurriedly ran to the jet opening, raised his myopia glasses to his head, and looked closely at the side wall.Extend your right hand backward very naturally, "flashlight".

A flashlight that was turned on was put into the old engineer's hand, and he withdrew his hand to carefully observe the situation of the injection port.

It was Li Guocheng who handed over the flashlight. At this time, no one paid attention to this. Some were observing the exposed pipelines, some were observing the air intake fan in front, and some were getting behind the old engineer, observing the injection port together, and trying their best to see. to the depths.

After an unknown amount of time, the old engineer stood up holding his waist.

"Hey, it's a pity that the temperature of the plume was not measured, and the thrust was not measured"

"The temperature of the combustion chamber is 2100 degrees, the temperature of the tail flame is 960 degrees, and the maximum thrust is 3.6 tons," Li Guocheng reported the data.

"What did you say!", the old engineer's eyes were full of disbelief, and the people around him also exclaimed.

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