Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 1892 Just what I want
"Damn, there are quite a lot of people here."

Chen Chonghan was muttering to himself, and he obviously also saw the layout of the scene and the meaning of the words on the sign.

But the more this happened, the angrier he became.

Why are you hanging up so many signs in such a high-profile manner?

We come here to explore problems, discover problems and learn. If whoever is famous can do it, then what's the point of doing research? Wouldn't it be enough to just compare who is better or who has higher academic qualifications?
If that's the case, let alone helicopters, even fighter jets can be made for you in a short time.

Chen Chonghan glanced around, looking at everyone one by one, and then sneered.

"It looks like he has a big reputation, but I don't know if he has the ability."

Yang Xiaotao glared at him after hearing this, but Chen Chonghan didn't care at all.

He knows the situation of domestic engines. They say they are research institutes, working groups, and research teams, but in fact they are just putting up signs to take on projects. Can they develop and produce anything independently?
No!

Most of them are just like the people in front of me, copying the real thing.

The difference is that people here now copy this shabby frame, while before they copied the alliance's template.

Even if it is imitation, no one has been successful so far.

"Boss Yang, why don't we make a sign too!"

Chen Chonghan felt that he could not fall behind, and what's more, what their machinery factory did was much better than what these people did!

"Need not!"

Yang Xiaotao decisively refused.

It's not that he's afraid of making a fool of himself or being laughed at for the sign he played.

It's really not necessary.

Just stay here for two days, and leave after seeing it. It's not worth it.

What's more, those who are invited here are all from famous domestic research departments and qualified experts and professors.

Respect should be given.

Chen Chonghan said no more, but he wanted to see what arrangements Vice President Cheng would make.

If there is really no other solution, just make a sign and write on it: Engine Research, Comrade Yang Xiaotao's Research Group.

Yang Xiaotao didn't care about Chen Chonghan's thoughts and followed Vice President Cheng inside. He would listen to a few words when passing by each research team. However, what each team did was to conduct measurements, measurements of components and structures.

And this is the first step in copying.

When passing the central area, there was a pitch-black helicopter rack standing there, and many people around were busy dismantling it with gloves and tools.

With a burst of shouting, two people carried out a box-sized component, and people around them immediately went to help.

Yang Xiaotao took a look at it and thought it was a large iron box, but he couldn't tell what was inside it.

After walking carefully for a while, they came to a large area with many iron sheets on the ground.

Yang Xiaotao paid special attention to the sign on the side.

It says 'turboshaft engine' on top and 'Southwest College Aviation Power Project Group' below.

Another prestigious university.

Yang Xiaotao was thinking about it in his mind, and the research topic also made him eyes light up.

The turboshaft engine is similar to the turbojet engine.

It's a good opportunity to compare it with my own engine to see if it gives me any inspiration.

"Professor Li!"

Just as Yang Xiaotao and the other man were looking around, Vice President Cheng brought them to an open space, where seven or eight young men and women were fiddling with odds and ends on the ground.

Vice Dean Cheng shouted to a middle-aged man holding a notebook, "Professor Li, stop first, stop and say something!"

Professor Li frowned and walked out from the pile of parts beside him, "Vice President Cheng, I'm busy!"

"What's the matter?"

Professor Li spoke rather aggressively and was not polite to Vice President Cheng.

Vice President Cheng was used to it and said with a smile, "Why are you so anxious? It's useless to be anxious!"

"Why not? This damn good engine was blown into pieces. I can't even put it back together!"

"I say, are you sure you have searched the scene? There is nothing left?"

Professor Li scratched his head in doubt.

"No, I dug every iron leaf out of the soil. I found everything for you!"

Vice President Cheng said, and then introduced to Professor Li, "This is Comrade Yang Xiaotao, Comrade Chen Chonghan!"

"They are also here to attend the seminar. They just arrived today."

Then he said to Yang Xiaotao and the other person, "This is Professor Li from the engine project team, Comrade Li Haonan."

"If you have anything to ask in the next two days, just go to him. Of course, you can also watch other things if you want."

"Okay, you guys chat by yourselves, I'm busy now!"

After saying this, Vice President Cheng turned and left.

Li Haonan wanted to say something, but the person had already left. He could only look at Yang Xiaotao and the others, and then said helplessly, "Our job is to study this engine, but as you can see, it's blown up to nothing!"

"So, if you have nothing else to do, just walk around!"

After saying this, he turned back and continued to check the parts on the ground without waiting for the two to speak.

When Chen Chonghan saw this, he immediately wanted to step forward to argue. As an eighth-level master chef, he had never suffered such humiliation before.

But before he could step forward, he was stopped by Yang Xiaotao.

"Okay, we'll just watch from the sidelines!"

Yang Xiaotao answered with a smile, and Li Haonan nodded without turning his head.

"Boss Yang, this guy..."

"Don't make a fuss, this is exactly what I want!"

Yang Xiaotao interrupted Chen Chonghan's complaints and put a smile on his face.

But his eyes were looking at the people around him, his eyes full of interest.

But this look seemed particularly sinister in Chen Chonghan's eyes!
That kind of insidious act of pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger!
"Old Chen, let's take a look here today."

"Go around and see if there are any good materials."

"Especially the special alloy, which is useful to us!" Yang Xiaotao said to Chen Chonghan in a low voice.

Chen Chonghan immediately understood and nodded, then with a sense of evil interest in his heart, he wondered when Yang Xiaotao would stand up and slap him in the face.

You know, when it comes to familiarity with engines, Yang Xiaotao is definitely far better than these experts and professors in the ivory tower.

Especially with all these broken parts scattered on the ground in front of them, it would be impossible to put them together relying on these people.

"This matter still depends on Mr. Yang."

With mysterious confidence in Yang Xiaotao, Chen Chonghan walked around with a notebook, looking for useful talent.

Yang Xiaotao stood aside and watched.

According to Yu Zecheng's situation, the helicopter should have been burned in Shanghai.

Looking at the current situation, the engine exploded when the plane burned.

Not only that, broken fragments from other places were also found, and these fragments mixed in were difficult to distinguish.

This undoubtedly increases the difficulty of piecing together.

Yang Xiaotao couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at the people in the field who were constantly holding parts and looking for suitable gaps.

This approach is totally unacceptable.

Not to mention the confusion caused by the fragments that mixed in, even if a piece of iron is blown open, the gap may not necessarily match up.

Doing so will only increase the difficulty and will not make any progress in the work.

If he were asked to do it, he would classify the engine components one by one.

Of course, this also requires full familiarity with the engine.

While he didn't know much about turboshaft engines, he knew a lot about turbojet engines.

If the two are similar, he might give it a try.

For now, just be a spectator.

After all, in the eyes of these people, he is just a worker.

Just an ugly duckling among the swans.

In the following time, Yang Xiaotao and the other person walked around the engine, looking at it from time to time and pretending to ask questions if they didn't understand.

Professor Li, in particular, was watching over the main part that was being pieced together, thinking about it alone with a notebook in his hand.

Yang Xiaotao felt that Professor Li might be using his imagination and wanted to fill in most of the missing parts with his rich design ideas.

This kind of thing does happen, and there are many such ideal designers in our country.

Just like the designer in the logistics department, he heard from Mr. Wang that a person found the design a little difficult, but when he went home at night he had a dream, so he completed the design based on the scene in the dream.

As a result, without any scientific basis to support it, the experiment naturally failed.

This incident also shows that fantasies are everywhere, but the consequences of fantasies are 99% unrealistic.

"This piece of iron is obviously heavier and different from the surrounding ones. I don't think it is from this engine."

Yang Xiaotao walked for a while and was watching a staff member drawing a structural diagram. Then he heard a voice coming from the side. Looking in the direction of the voice, he saw a chubby little fat man holding a large steel plate as big as a washbasin in his hands and speaking to the person in front of him.

Yang Xiaotao fixed his eyes on the steel plate in the fat boy's hand, and his gaze focused.

This piece of steel plate is different from the other parts, not in terms of appearance, but because it is abnormal for such a large piece to be among the palm-sized fragments around it.

This shows that this steel plate is very hard.

Such a hard steel plate must be an important material for the engine.

Yang Xiaotao moved forward inconspicuously, and then heard the two people still arguing.

Opposite the little fat boy was a girl, her voice was not loud but firm, "Yuzhou, I'm not saying anything bad about you, just do whatever I tell you to do. Don't be indecisive."

"We have a lot of tasks. If you don't finish them, Professor Li will get angry."

"No, Miaomiao, I'm not being lazy, I just feel like something is wrong with this thing."

The little fat man hurriedly explained, "I don't think this steel plate is from the engine, and this..."

"Stop talking. These things have been strictly screened. There can't be any mistakes. Just do your best."

The girl named Miaomiao said a few words and immediately turned around to look at the structure next to her.

The little fat man gave a bitter smile. He really didn't want to go on.

I've been organizing things here for the whole day, constantly bending down and lowering my head, measuring over and over again, and comparing things bit by bit. I'm exhausted from doing this.

Hearing the girl's words, the fat man put down the steel plate and straightened up, a helpless look on his face. Then he moved his waist and abdomen, sat down, and began to measure the steel plate on the ground.

Just when he was reluctant to do it, Yang Xiaotao came over with a jar, squatted down, looked at the parts in his hands, and showed a hint of joy.

"Comrade, this part in your hand is not light."

Yang Xiaotao handed the water jar forward. The fat boy glanced at Yang Xiaotao and felt that the young man in front of him was about the same age as himself. He guessed that he was a student from some school.

Then he took the water jar and drank all the cold water in it in one breath.

"Thank you. This thing is said to be from the engine, but how is it possible that such a large piece was not blown to pieces?"

The little fat boy wiped his mouth and thanked Yang Xiaotao, "Which college are you from?"

"As for me, I'm from the Forty-Nine City."

"Sijiu City? I want to go there too, but my family won't let me."

When the fat boy heard that Yang Xiaotao was from Sijiu City, he thought that the other party was from a college in Sijiu City. Thinking of the Sijiu City College that he was invited to, he looked at Yang Xiaotao with more envy.

"Hello, I'm Song Yuzhou from Southwest College, you can just call me Xiao Song."

The fat boy introduced himself, and Yang Xiaotao also smiled and said, "My name is Yang Xiaotao. I should be a little older than you. You can call me Brother Yang or Brother Tao."

"Okay, Brother Tao, what is your group researching?"

"Oh, our group, we study materials!"

"Material?"

Xiao Pang thought for a moment, then raised his thumb, "This material is not easy to get. Even though we are just patching together the work now, if we really want to make it, we still need to get the raw materials to imitate it."

"Brother Tao, your research group has a heavy workload."

Xiaopang wiped the sweat off his face and gave Yang Xiaotao a thumbs up.

"Everything is difficult these days, especially this material, which is even more difficult."

"Yes, yes, who says it's not true?"