Siheyuan: I, Silly Zhu, Start with Divine Medical Skills

Chapter 63 There are radios, speakers, broadcasters in the Haitang Broadcasting Station, and the most important thing is to have the diodes and circuit boards that you need!

　　After inquiring about the location of the broadcasting room, He Yuzhu took out the paper, wrote down a poem, and then politely knocked on the door of the broadcasting room.

　　The one who opened the door was a beautiful girl with a face full of heroism, and she felt carefree.

　　Yu Haitang is still a girl, with a good image and temperament, especially the big man, who must be over [-] meters. This figure can be said to be very NICE. If you wear a skirt, the absolute rate of turning back is as high as [-]%!And also help her tie a double ponytail, double the happiness!

　　The girl asked, "Who are you looking for?"

　　He Yuzhu smiled and showed his white teeth: "Hello, I am He Yuzhu, the chef of the cafeteria. I am here to contribute!"

　　Yu Haitang looked at the handsome and sunny young man in front of the door, and the first impression was particularly good.

　　When Yu Haitao heard He Yuzhu said he was here to contribute, he quickly opened the door and welcomed He Yuzhu in.

　　Yu Haitang had just come to the rolling mill for an internship, and was in the same class as He Yuzhu's younger sister, He Yuyu. She had been in the rolling mill for a while, but she felt that the men here were rough people, which made her feel really uncomfortable.

　　At this moment, I suddenly heard the word "submission", it must be a cultural youth!

　　Wenqing, at that time, was a manifestation of high status and culture.

　　He Yuzhu: "As soon as I heard your voice, I knew you were the one who just broadcasted!"

　　Yu Haitang was not shy, and extended her hand directly and generously: "Comrade He Yuzhu! Hello!" He wants to shake hands with He Yuzhu!

　　"Comrade Yu Haitang, hello!!" He Yuzhu stretched out his hand a little embarrassedly.

　　Yu Haitang knew He Yuzhu's identity. He was a chef. Chefs have a high status in this era, but Yu Haitang is a young man, that is, there is a generation gap.

　　At that time, young women yearned for poets and literati, even if the other party had nothing, they were willing to give.

　　So Yu Haitang shook her head secretly, throwing this He Yuzhu thought out of her head.

　　He Yuzhu: "I thought of a poem after hearing your broadcast, and I came here to submit my poem today! It's not well written, please correct me!"

　　Yu Haitang is a straight-up man, and he always says, "What kind of poetry? Let me see it!"

　　What about the modesty of ordinary girls?What about shy?You, Yu Haitang, are too careless, aren't you?

　　He Yuzhu: "This is a poem about great unity, please taste it!"

　　After speaking, He Yuzhu handed over the manuscript.

　　Yu Haitang took the manuscript and read it directly.

　　The more Yu Haitang looked at it, the more excited she became, and then she froze: "This, is this really what you wrote?"

　　From Haitang's point of view, what ability does a cook have to write such a good poem, wouldn't it be copied?

　　He Yuzhu nodded: "If it's fake!"

　　Yu Haitang didn't believe it and murmured, "But, but you're just a cook!"

　　This sentence hurts.

　　He Yuzhu: "A cook can also write poetry, and a cook can read. Don't underestimate the cook, there are many things I know!"

　　Such a good poem might be published in the newspaper!

　　At this time, He Yuzhu circled around Yu Haitang and said, "You remind me of a kind of flower, Haitang flower!"

　　Yu Haitang lowered her head shyly.

　　Taking advantage of Yu Haitao's unpreparedness, He Yuzhu made a direct injection of a golden needle and made Yu Haitang faint! ! !

　　Now, the radio station machine should be at my mercy!

　　Looking at the bulging chassis of the radio power amplifier, He Yuzhu swallowed, a godsend!

　　The bright red power amplifier button, the translucent crystal on the diode, the smell of silicone oil, can't wait any longer!

　　If you don't do it now, when will you wait?

　　He Yuzhu said to himself: "Hum, little thing, who told you to fall into my hands, don't blame me now..."

　　He Yuzhu did as he said, pulled the machine directly into the space, and took out a screwdriver from his pocket.

Chapter 64 He Yuzhu Can Actually Write Poems?

　　He Yuzhu immediately took out a wrench, pliers, and small clips!

　　Hahaha, this device, lie down obediently!

　　I saw He Yuzhu greedily dancing the screwdriver and wrench so fast!

　　He Yuzhu directly disassembled the broadcasting equipment.

　　Oh, there's a diode here and a proper resistor over there!Here's another coil! ! !

　　what! ! !

　　what did i see!resistance! ! !

　　With all this, what do I need a girl for?Aren't electronic accessories fragrant?

　　Back then, when Sun Wukong established himself as a fairy who picked peaches, what should he do most?

　　Of course, it's up the tree to eat peaches!

　　Well, no problem, old man!

　　So He Yuzhu quickly dismantled the loudspeaker radio station and other equipment!

　　Seeing the pure and sweet Yu Haitang sleeping soundly, those light red lips, and the ups and downs caused by her breathing, He Yuzhu couldn't help it, lowered her head, and gently moved the volume switch beside her out!

　　It was another burst of crazy output, and I was able to get what I should get without affecting the broadcast equipment!

　　Finally got some capacitors, diodes, and coils, but I can't let people find that the radio is broken!

　　In desperation, He Yuzhu optimized and repaired the equipment of the broadcasting station. What should I do if the circuit board lacks a transistor?Then transform the transistors, two to three, one to replace three or four transistors!

　　What if the resistor is missing?I had to control the current and use a transformer to transform it!

　　What should I do if there are fewer coils and the broadcast sound is not loud enough?

　　First, reduce the impedance of the copper core, the smaller the impedance, the more cost-saving.

　　Sometimes an extra layer can save material. On the premise of satisfying the impedance, increasing the height of the coil and core is more cost-effective than increasing the coil and core width.

　　The coil can also be remodeled to increase the coil height and copper core height, which is more efficient than increasing the number of coil turns.Less than two-thirds of the copper core, the same can achieve the original effect!

　　Not only did He Yuzhu lick the wool at the broadcasting station, but users couldn't see it, and the quality of the broadcaster was better.

　　He Yuzhu finally got what he should get, so he whispered to Yu Haitang: "I'm sorry!"

　　He Yuzhu put Yu Haitang in a sitting posture, and then shook Yu Haitao's shoulders desperately: "Comrade Yu Haitang, Comrade Yu Haitang, are you all right? Wake up! Don't scare me!"

　　When Yu Haitang woke up, the first thing she saw was He Yuzhu's concerned face, then she touched her head and then covered her neck.

　　Rubbing his head, Yu Haitao slowly woke up.

　　He Yuzhu asked with concern: "Are you all right? You fainted just now and almost scared me!"

　　Yu Haitang saw that the clothes on her body had not changed, and then looked at the large pendulum clock above her head. It was only three minutes later, then nothing should happen. If He Yuzhu could get it done in three minutes, it would definitely be despised!

　　But the time flow rate of the farm space is 1:30, and He Yuzhu has actually spent nearly 90 minutes disassembling and assembling the equipment.

　　Yu Haitang shook her head and said, "I'm fine, maybe I'm too tired and a little lost!"

　　Look at your big nerve, brother, it is possible to lose a little bit!

　　No, it's a loss!

　　He Yuzhu didn't dare to wait any longer, so he could stay longer.As time goes by, things can happen easily.

　　He Yuzhu: "Haitang, your body is relatively weak, you'd better make up for it."

　　Looking at Yu Haitang's cute face, He Yuzhu wiped his nose awkwardly and continued, "Maybe you have lost a lot of blood during this special period, so you need to eat more red dates and angelica!"

　　Yu Haitang blushed: "I, I don't!"

　　He Yuzhu couldn't help but took out some red dates from the space and handed them over:

　　"Give it to you!"

　　Yu Haitang took the red dates with a blushing face, feeling sweet in her heart.

　　He Yuzhu: "Haitang, I'll go first. Please help me identify my poems. If it really can't be broadcast, I'll give it to you! Now you can rest well."

　　Yu Haitang: "Master He, can I call you Brother Yuzhu in the future?"

　　He Yuzhu wanted to flee the scene quickly, no matter what your name is: "Yes, you can call it whatever you want!"

　　So in addition to He Yuzhu, He Yuzhu has another sister!

　　The two of them let it go!

　　But I don't know, in fact, recognizing brothers and sisters is the most unsolved method.

　　Because it seems to have it, but it doesn't exist yet, it can attack, retreat and defend, and it can change hands at a critical moment!

　　I don’t have to worry about my sister, I don’t have to worry about my sister, it’s a big deal, you all come and help me scratch my itch!Ha ha ha ha.

　　How do you change weapons?Only the Qinglong Yanyue knife flashed, accompanied by the snake spear!

　　At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, it was time for the workers to go to work again.

　　At this time, Haitang's clear and powerful broadcast sound echoed in the factory area:

　　"The following is the contribution of Comrade He Yuzhu from the cafeteria:

　　Poetry, "Song of Youth"!

　　.... We use our short life to bloom with dazzling brilliance. This is the embodiment of value and the needs of society. Let us burn up our youth and cheer for our work with blood! "

　　The broadcast is loud and clear, and if you are interested, you will feel that the sound effect is completely different!

　　And the sound is much louder than usual, making the ears of the people next to the speakers hurt!

　　This poem is a hot-blooded chicken soup essay that can no longer be vulgar in the future, and it was a good literary talent in the 60s!

　　Make countless workers surging with enthusiasm and devote more enthusiasm to their work.

　　Even more, countless female workers also whispered: