The Grandmother in the Siheyuan

Chapter 302: Crying and Wetting

Most people feel for the first time how vividly this word describes something: looking forward to it.

During these four or five days, everyone, including Liu Hua, lived and ate in the workshop. The engineers were even more restless. Sometimes they had fallen asleep, but suddenly opened their eyes, got up, put on their clothes, and walked around the production line.

I have something on my mind and can't sleep well.

Four days later, everyone gathered at the end of the production line. Their eyes were red and dry, but no one cared. Everyone was eager to see the first strand of carbon fiber monofilament.

Carbon fiber monofilament is very thin, with a diameter of only five microns. Each bundle of monofilaments contains tens of thousands of strands, which are divided into 12K and 24K. 12K means twelve thousand strands and 24K means twenty-four thousand strands.

Liu Hua went straight to 24K, which is more technically difficult. When installing the equipment, other engineers advised him to produce 12K first, and then produce 24K after accumulating the technology.

Liu Hua refused directly. I am going to fight against the elite and I will never learn from the old lady who picks persimmons and only picks on the weak.

When the first strand of yarn came out, the engineers excitedly cut a two-meter-long strand and then tested it with the relatively simple testing tools in the factory.

After a long wait, the engineers could no longer tell whether it was long or short, because every second seemed long to them.

"Five gigapascals, modulus 290 GPA."

"It has reached T700 strength."

"No, no, our testing equipment is still too crude, and there may still be deviations. Further precise testing is needed."

The old engineer from the petrochemical company looked at Liu Hua, who waved his hand and said, "Send it to a specialized laboratory for testing."

The old engineer smiled and said, "I'll go and deliver it. I know our company has a laboratory that studies carbon fiber. Their equipment can be said to be the most advanced in China, and is only slightly inferior to that in the world."

Liu Hua threw the car keys to the workshop director and said, "Ask the factory driver to drive my car to take Ma Gong to their laboratory, and then wait there and send back the results as soon as possible."

The workshop director nodded and said, "I'll go. I used to be a car soldier and I have a driver's license. I'm afraid the driver will be careless with such an important result."

"Okay, I'll credit you for this achievement and give you a bonus if you succeed."

When the engineer named Ma sent the carbon fiber raw yarn to the laboratory, everyone in the laboratory went crazy. At present, our country has invested too little in the scientific research and exploration of carbon fiber, resulting in no progress at all in their laboratory.

The researchers in the laboratory were all extremely anxious, but as the saying goes, even a good cook cannot cook without rice, so there is no point in being anxious.

But unexpectedly, someone sent the carbon fiber raw yarn over in a blink of an eye, and told them that it was purely domestically produced, and even the production equipment was made in China.

The scientist in charge of the laboratory felt dizzy. How could this be possible? When did this happen? Why was there no news at all?

Engineer Ma urged, "Hurry up and test it. They are still waiting for the results. The sooner the results come out, the sooner we can report to our superiors."

Engineer Ma paused for a moment and said, "It's better not for us to report it, but for them to report it. After all, it's their product, and we can't take the lead."

After the most detailed test, the researcher collapsed. He staggered out of the laboratory with the test report and sat down on the ground. Ma Gong asked with concern: "What's wrong? Is the product unqualified? It shouldn't be. We have done a rough test before, and it feels that the strength is quite high."

"This laboratory has been established for seven or eight years. Although the investment is not large, we have been conducting research continuously." The researcher said with tears in his eyes, "But we haven't even opened the door yet, and suddenly someone told me that he can mass produce. What is the point of my seven or eight years of hard work?"

"Don't be jealous, there is always someone stronger than you."

The researcher waved the report and said: "It has surpassed the strength of Toray Chemical's T700 and is infinitely close to T800. This shows that we are incompetent. It's not that I am incompetent. We have wasted seven or eight years and so much money, and we can't even develop Toray Chemical's earliest T300 model."

"It's fate." Ma Gong comforted him, "Sometimes science is just a joke. You try your best but fail to develop a product, but others develop it with just a little try. It's just like a game. Think about it in a positive way. The ultimate goal of your development is to prevent our country from being strangled. Now that it has been developed, the ultimate goal has been achieved."

Ma Gong took the information in his hand and read it, then asked, "Do you have a backup?"

"One more."

Ma Gong handed the information to the workshop director: "Give it to your boss and tell him to report it immediately. We will not interfere in your affairs."

The workshop director nodded. Although he couldn't be said to be a complete rough guy, he didn't understand the significance of carbon fiber.

He was also happy today because a new product was produced, but he didn't understand why the researcher was crying like that.

He walked away scratching his head: "Why on earth? A good scientist, crying like that, calling himself a waste. I don't understand. I should go back and ask the factory director."

In fact, their factory director doesn’t understand either, and Director Zhang’s education is also limited.

He carefully drove the Santana back to the factory and handed the report to the factory director. An engineer snatched it away and read aloud all the data on the report. Every time he read out a data point, it would cause cheers.

The workshop director was even more puzzled. He stood beside Nianhua and asked the factory director on the other side in a low voice: "Director, why are they so happy?"

"Why are you speaking in Northeastern dialect?" The factory manager said with a smile, "We have tested out a new product, isn't it worth celebrating?"

"But just now in the lab, the researcher was crying and pissing himself. This is not just ordinary happiness."

Director Zhang was also stunned. He couldn't understand why she was crying so hard, so he could only shake his head and say, "You ask me about scientists. How would I know? I'm just a director promoted by you. I'm not a scientist."

Liu Hua shook his head: "The process still needs to be adjusted. I designed the process based on the strength of T800."

The whole place fell silent. After a while, an engineer raised his fist and said, "Adjust, Engineer Liu, awesome! Go straight to the most advanced technology in the world. We can't fall behind."

Liu Hua closed his eyes and thought for a while, then blurted out a series of instructions, asking the engineers to adjust the process. The engineers who received the instructions also rushed to their work stations in a hurry.

"This is really exciting." Director Zhang said puzzledly: "I've been busy for a week, why are you still so excited?"

(End of this chapter)