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Chu Tianshu knew that this was his time to play.

He walked over slowly, and then stopped a little further away from the distance between Zhao Qingjue and Mo Yi'an: "Sister Zhao."

Mo Yi'an looked at Chu Tianshu in astonishment: "Do you know each other?"

Chu Tian nodded slowly: "I want to see what kind of person Sister Zhao is talking about."

Mo Yi'an's eyes lit up: "Is that so? How did she tell you?"

"Xiao Chu." Zhao Qingjue put on a straight face: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Have you got your share of words?"

"It's none of your business here, you should go find your electrician, find your electrician, talk nonsense..."

When Mo Yi'an saw that Zhao Qingjue seemed to be getting angry from embarrassment, his thoughts turned and he laughed: "Is that so? What is Xiao Chu going to do?"

"It's to find some electricians who know the technology."

"Electrician?" Mo Yi'an mused, "What are you looking for? It is a felony to connect the circuit without permission."

"It's not the call." Chu Tianshu shook his head: "Speaking of which, is it a crime to receive the call in private?"

"Tianjing's circuit is operated by the royal family, and taxes must be paid to His Majesty's internal funds."

"Is that so?" Chu Tian said clearly, "Then I can make some electrical appliances myself, it should be fine, right?"

"Make electrical appliances yourself?" Mo Yi'an was a little surprised: "Can you do it yourself?"

"It can be done, but it's not very successful." Chu Tianshu looked distressed: "I'm still trying to recruit some skilled electricians to help."

"What are you doing?" Mo Yi'an became interested and forgot about Zhao Qingjue for a while.

"Electric fan." Chu Tianshu thought for a while, "It's something that uses electricity to drive the fan blades to rotate, generating cool wind, for cooling off."

"Something to enjoy the cool air?" Mo Yi'an's eyes lit up: "Tell me?"

"Cough." Zhao Qingjue saw that the two of them ignored him completely and were about to start a conversation, so he coughed: "You just let others stand under the sun and talk to you?"

Mo An patted his head: "That's right, it's my problem, I shouldn't ask you to stand in the sun and bask in it."

As he said this, he waved quickly and invited Chu Tianshu and Zhao Qingjue into the power supply department.

The office building inside the power supply department has three floors.

But that's just a superficial look.

The offices of Mo Yi'an and the others are actually underground.

Compared with the ground, the bottom is obviously cooler.

Sitting down in Mo Yi'an's office, he went to the logistics to get more ice, poured herbal tea for Chu Tianshu and Zhao Qingjue, added ice, and then sat down to talk with Chu Tianshu.

It was very consistent with Gu Feixue's reaction. Mo Yi'an's first reaction after hearing the specific principle of the motor driving the fan blades was——

"This is an excellent weapon!"

"If this thing is loaded on a chariot, the chariot is equipped with a large battery to ensure electric tension, and then the fan blades are placed obliquely outside the car to ensure that the fan blades rotate while driving, then it is an excellent short-range weapon!"

Mo Yi'an's words really stunned Chu Tianshu for a moment: "Why would you think of turning this thing into a weapon?"

Mo Yi'an was also stunned for a moment, and his eyes fixed on Chu Tianshu strangely: "Isn't this a weapon?"

Chu Tianshu grinned: "This...should be counted, right? But since we already have guns, why do we still consider using this kind of thing as a weapon? It's heavy and not very practical, right?"

Mo Yi'an thought for a while, then shook his head: "Doesn't it count? We have guns, and some countries also have guns. Everyone has guns. Isn't it just to see who has better defense methods?"

"So you want to design a chariot?"

"That's right." Mo Yi'an licked his lips: "I heard from them that Guochao has already designed five or six types of tanks equipped with guns, but to ensure the normal operation of the tanks, a lot of power is needed. In such a situation, the general steam engine cannot be driven, even if it is driven, the speed is very slow, and it is easy to be touched by people close to the dead end of the range."

"It's really...difficult." Chu Tianshu remained expressionless.

"It's quite difficult, your electric fan is indeed a weapon that can be used." Mo Yi'an thought for a while: "You can make the armor of the chariot thinner, as long as it can withstand the outer bullets. "

"But there are some problems in the manufacture of electric fans." Chu Tianshu thought for a while: "I need to find some insulating materials."

"Mesh gum." Mo Yi'an said, "Guochao has always used mesh gum."

"This thing is cheap, and the leather is solid. The most important thing is that it has a large quantity and is a very useful material."

"The voltage must also be guaranteed."

"If the voltage is not enough, the fan won't even be able to turn, and the fan blades are too heavy for general alloy steel to work well."

"Isn't it all about the material? What's the voltage?"

Chu Tianshu thought for a while and asked tentatively, "Electrical tension?"

"Oh, what about this?" Mo Yi'an nodded: "This is also easy to solve, we have tension devices in our department."

"Then... is this thing for sale?"

"This thing is not very valuable." Mo Yi'an thought for a while and said, "I can give it to you if you want it, but you have to teach me to look at your electric fan."

Zhao Qingjue looked at the two of them while drinking herbal tea.

Although she didn't understand what they were talking about, there was no doubt that Chu Tianshu didn't mess around on a whim.

What he does should have some practicality.

But the princess token?

Chu Tianshu and Mo Yi'an talked, and the two got up and went to the Chiyang factory.

As soon as he stood up, Mo Yi'an caught a glimpse of Zhao Qingjue, and he didn't leave, looking at Zhao Qingjue with some embarrassment: "Qingjue..."

"It's okay." Zhao Qingjue tilted his head and looked at Mo Yi'an with a smile: "Although I don't understand what you're saying, it's kind of nice to see you are so serious."

"Really?" Mo Yi'an was so excited that he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"But it's true that I was left out in the cold." Zhao Qingjue got up, turned around, and there was a playful look of anger in his eyes: "I'm angry anyway, and I don't want to say anything to you, I'm going home now sleep."

"Qing Jue..." Mo Yi'an felt at a loss.

"Don't follow me." Zhao Qingjue turned his head and warned, "You want to follow me, don't you?"

"No, no." Mo Yi'an waved his hands smugly.

Chu Tianshu sighed.

"Then let's go?" After a while, when Mo Yi'an came out of his disappointment, Chu Tian opened his mouth.

Mo Yi'an was both distressed and confused: "Xiao Chu..."

"Chu Tianshu."

"Chu Tianshu... Can you tell me if she is..."

"I don't think you should be angry." Chu Tianshu thought for a while, but didn't know how to say: "You heard her say that you are a bit handsome when you are serious, so it should be urging you to do some grades?"

Mo Yi'an thought about it for a while, and found it very reasonable: "Yes, yes, that means not getting angry, not getting angry but saying..."

"Inspire you?"

"That's right!" Mo Yi'an clapped his hands: "It should be to motivate me and let me make some achievements!"

Gee.