Chapter 17

After listening to Ma Dongxi's description, Yi Yang sighed: "Uncle, your problem is not small? This is a very serious problem!"

Ma Dongxi was slightly taken aback: "Very serious?"

Ma Dongxi's motorcycle is not too uncommon to encounter failures. In the words of a car repairer, it is called "blasting".It means that gasoline deflagration in the exhaust pipe produces a loud noise, just like firing a gun.

Ma Dongxi said, "It's just firing a cannon, is it serious?"

Yi Yang shook his head: "Generally, the reason for the blasting is that the combustion in the cylinder is not good, and the gasoline that is not fully burned is discharged into the exhaust pipe, and the secondary combustion is carried out at high temperature. If the blasting is serious, sometimes the exhaust pipe may burst!"

Hearing this, Ma Dongxi couldn't help becoming serious: "So serious?"

Yi Yang said: "The eight classics of children are upright."

Zhang Bushou was stunned when he heard it.

Ma Dongxi was silent for a while, and suddenly had a strange expression: "You are so young, how do you understand these things?"

For a while, Yi Yang didn't know how to explain it, so he had to change the subject: "Since the reason is that the gasoline in the cylinder has not been burned completely, then it may be because the mixture is too rich and cannot be completely burned, or it may be that some combustion cycles are not timely. Ignite the ignition, the mixture is not burned at all, we follow this line of thought and check it carefully.”

Ma Dongxi said: "I had a few repairmen look at it before, and they checked it and found no problems."

Yi Yang frowned: "Have you checked?"

Ma Dongxi nodded: "First checked and replaced the spark plug, high-voltage package, igniter, etc., and did not find the fault point."

Yi Yang asked: "Where's the carburetor? Have you seen the carburetor?"

"I checked, the oil level of the carburetor is basically normal."

Yi Yang couldn't help but fell into deep thought. After thinking for a while, he murmured: "Since the oil and electricity are normal, could it be that there is a problem with the timing of the gas distribution?"

As he said that, Yi Yang picked up the tools from the ground, but Ma Dongxi's toolbox was quite complete with accessories.He smiled and began to examine it in detail.

Ma Dongxi watched this little brother work with great interest, lit a cigarette for himself, and saw Zhang Bushou who was also staring at Yi Yang curiously, and asked, "Little fat man, are you Yi Yang's friend?"

Zhang Bushou nodded: "Ah, we are good brothers."

Ma Dongxi smiled slightly, took a cigarette from the cigarette case, and handed it to Zhang Bushou: "Little fat man, would you like one?"

Zhang Bushou didn't smoke much at first, and he only smoked a pack of cigarettes without inhaling his lungs. He just thought this action was cool.But in this situation, it seems that I am very mature to pick up one, so I subconsciously reach out.

Then, he was slapped on the hand.

"Ah yo!"

Zhang Bushou withdrew his hand all of a sudden.

Ma Dongxi smiled and stuffed the cigarette into the cigarette case, "Underage can't smoke."

Zhang Bushou suffered from pain in his hand, but he was very afraid of this uncle, so he could only raise his head aggrieved, and whispered, "Obviously you gave it to me."

"I'll pick it up for you?"

Zhang Bushou sighed deeply with mixed feelings.

At this moment, Yi Yang put down the tools and said seriously: "I checked it. I checked the assembly of the engine's valve train, the valve clearance and whether the valves are leaking in detail, and found no problems."

Ma Dongxi sighed: "If you really can't find the problem, forget it."

Yi Yang smiled slightly, "I already know where the problem is."

Ma Dongxi was taken aback: "Got it?"

Yi Yang said earnestly: "Actually, it's still on the circuit. I guess the real fault is the poor contact between the magneto trigger wire and the connection wire of the igniter. Due to the poor contact, the trigger signal sometimes disappears, and no fault occurs. Regular misfires. After misfiring, unburned gasoline was released into the exhaust pipe, which caused the firing."

Ma Dongxi's eyes lit up, "It makes sense!"

The two worked together to check the magnetic motor in detail, and found that the cause of the failure was exactly the same as Yi Yang's description.

I found the crux of the problem. In fact, it is very simple to fix it. Reconnect the bad contact and the problem is solved.

Ma Dongxi put in the key, started the motorcycle, and suddenly the exhaust pipe roared.He tried to twist the accelerator, and the motorcycle roared with energy, then nodded in satisfaction: "No problem. Thank you, little brother!"

Yi Yang smiled: "Nothing."

Ma Dongxi handed a business card to Yi Yang, said with a smile: "Little brother, I appreciate you very much, this is my phone number, if you have anything, just give me a call."

Yi Yang took the business card and looked at it, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

The boss of the imperial city.

Yi Yang knew about Huangcheng Company.The owner of this company was later regarded as the richest man in Qinghe County.

This company started as a ktv and bar at the beginning. After gradually gaining some strength in Qinghe County, it caught up with a wave of soaring housing prices and did a few real estate projects, and it rose suddenly.

Yi Yang remembers that 14 years later, the Royal City Company did not continue to move forward on the road of real estate, but once again transformed into serving the entertainment industry. It has several hotels, song city, a gym, and many storefronts. Started a stable business of "sitting alone on the Diaoyutai".

Although Ma Dongxi's assets are incomparable to the billionaires in online novels, but in a small county like Qinghe County, he is already a dominant figure.

Unexpectedly, this uncle has such a big background.

However, at present, Ma Dongxi's Huangcheng Company is still in its infancy, with only two KTVs, and has not yet started to set foot in real estate.

But it's coming soon, in about two years.

Yi Yang carefully put away this business card, and said to Ma Dongxi: "Okay uncle, if I have any troubles in the future, please don't lie to me if I call you!"

Ma Dongxi smiled and shook his head: "How could it be?"

Ma Dongxi started to pack up the tools scattered on the ground, and said to Yi Yang: "You still have things to do, so go do it."

Yi Yang nodded, "That's fine, uncle, we'll go first."

The two walked a few steps, and Ma Dongxi suddenly laughed again: "By the way, little fat man!"

Zhang Bushou shrank his head and turned around: "What, what are you doing?"

Ma Dongxi smiled slightly: "Don't smoke, little fat man."

Zhang Bushou nodded helplessly: "Oh."

Yi Yang couldn't help laughing.

The two turned and left, but they stopped before walking a few tens of meters.

Around the corner, a few junior high school students happened to come out.

Ma Dongxi picked up the wrench on the ground, looked up and saw the scene, with a curious expression on his face, lit another cigarette for himself, leaned on the motorcycle and looked in that direction quietly.

Zhang Bushou couldn't help but glanced at Yi Yang,
Yi Yang raised his eyebrows, but his expression was calm.

Opposite, is a yellow hair and three friends.

When Huang Mao saw Yi Yang and Zhang Bushou, he was slightly taken aback, then sneered, and strode towards them.

(End of this chapter)

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