Let's Go Eat Peking Duck

Chapter 66 Let's Go Eat Peking Duck

"Quickly, get it tested and see if it meets the standards."

"If it works, we won't delay the engine testing!"

The head of the technical department excitedly took the part and quickly took out his vernier calipers to start measuring.

All eyes were on the vernier calipers in his hand.

Wu Guodong and Liu Xuelan were also surprised that the equipment modified by their son would be so powerful.

"Guodong, do you think Azu can really manufacture such precise parts?"

"I don't know either. I heard Lao Zhou mention before that it was very precise, but he didn't say that the error could be controlled within 5 micrometers!"

After they finished speaking, the two continued to stare intently at the vernier caliper in the director of the technical department's hand.

After the head of the technical department finished measuring the parts, his eyes widened instantly when he compared them to the parts standards.

Seeing his surprised expression, Zhen Yingquan quickly asked, "How is it?"

The other person looked up at the crowd and said, "Wait a minute, I'll test it again!"

Everyone felt frustrated and anxious as they watched him take the measurements again.

The head of the technical department was also deeply shocked. He never imagined that this seemingly rusty lathe could produce high-precision parts.

He then picked up the vernier calipers and carefully measured every part of the component, ultimately finding that the error was less than three micrometers.

At that moment, he put down the caliper, held the iron fuel nozzle in both hands, and looked at the crowd.

"Test passed!"

Upon hearing this, the audience erupted in cheers.

"I can't believe it, it actually succeeded!"

"What are you waiting for? Quickly, make another one using alloy materials!"

Zhen Yingquan rubbed his hands together excitedly, his eyes full of admiration as he looked at Wu Zu.

"Wow, that's amazing! Absolutely incredible!"

Others also gave Wu Zu a thumbs up: "He truly deserves to be called the expert who developed the Type 99A main battle tank. We are completely convinced!"

Wu Zu simply smiled calmly.

"Don't forget what we agreed on before."

Zhen Yingquan immediately patted his chest and assured him, "Don't worry, I'll go back to my office right away and submit an application to my superiors to give you another chance!"

After saying that, he couldn't help but add, "But if the higher-ups aren't satisfied, there's nothing I can do."

Upon hearing this good news, Wu Guodong and Liu Xuelan cheered excitedly.

"Thank you, Dean Zhen!"

"Dean Zhen, you're such a kind person!"

Zhen Yingquan waved his hand: "If you want to thank someone, thank Azu. I only helped you because of him!"

Wu Guodong and Liu Xuelan nodded quickly, their eyes filled with emotion as they looked at Wu Zu.

They never imagined that it would be their own son who would save the Northwest Weaponry Research Institute.

At this point, the head of the technical department said, "Since this equipment can achieve this level of precision, let's not waste any more time. Let's process it quickly and send it directly to the Yanjing Air Force Factory."

A technician nearby immediately ran back, retrieved a piece of alloy material, and handed it to Wu Zu.

Wu Zu took the alloy material, placed it on the fixture, and pressed the start button again.

With the sound of the machine turning, it wasn't long before a fuel nozzle with a surface shimmering with iridescent metallic luster was completed.

The head of the technical department took the nozzle, measured it again, and nodded to everyone.

"no problem!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhen Yingquan immediately said to the guard beside him, "This time you will deliver it personally. Make sure the parts are safe!"

"yes!"

The guard saluted, carefully took the fuel nozzle, wrapped it in packaging paper, and quickly ran out.

Then, Zhen Yingquan grasped Wu Zu's hand: "Zu, we owe you so much for today. Otherwise, all those leaders would have made a wasted trip tomorrow. We really have to thank you!"

Wu Zu smiled and replied, "You're welcome!"

Then, Zhen Yingquan looked at Wu Guodong and said, "Come with me!"

The three followed Zhen Yingquan to his office, where Zhen Yingquan personally made a phone call and explained the situation to the other party.

After hanging up the phone, Zhen Yingquan nodded.

"It's resolved. The higher-ups mean that they won't set too many requirements this time, but you must demonstrate some outstanding technical skills, otherwise—"

At this point, everyone understood what was meant.

"Don't worry, Dean, we promise we won't cause you any more trouble. This time, we'll definitely bring out some truly impressive technology!"

"Okay, that's good! It's getting late, shall I treat you to a meal?"

Upon hearing that it was time to eat, Wu Zugang was about to speak when Liu Xuelan quickly shook her head.

"No, no, time is tight and the task is heavy, Dean Zhen, we'll head back now. We'll treat you to a meal another time."

"Alright, then you must be careful on the road!"

On the way home, Wu Zu clutched his stomach, looking helpless, and said, "Why didn't you eat something before you left?"

Liu Xuelan asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Is our grandma hungry?"

"I only ate half a pancake for dinner, and I'm starving."

Wu Guodong glanced at the mother and daughter in the rearview mirror and saw a roast duck restaurant on the street. He immediately parked the car in front of the restaurant.

"No need to rush, we should treat Ah Zu well today! Let's go get some roast duck!"

Meanwhile, Han Xueheng had already returned to his hometown.

A single lamp was lit in the living room, and a porcelain plate sat on the table.

There is a red seal on the bottom of the porcelain plate, which reads "Bestowed by Emperor Qianlong".

This is a treasure, passed down from generation to generation, and it is truly remarkable that it has survived to this day.

Han Xueheng gently stroked the porcelain plate, sighed, and handed it to a middle-aged man wearing glasses in front of him.

"Name your price!"

The middle-aged man raised an eyebrow slightly, a shrewd glint in his eyes, and picked up the porcelain plate to examine it repeatedly.

"At most three thousand yuan!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing the price, Han Xueheng immediately stood up: "Do you know the value of this? This is a gift from the Emperor, a treasure passed down from our ancestors, and you're only offering three thousand?"

The other party curled his lip: "Old Han, three thousand yuan is a lot. You urgently need the money, and only I can give it to you. So, tell me if you'll sell it or not?"

"you!"

Han Xueheng was so angry he almost vomited blood, and slammed his fist on the table.

"Okay, okay! I won't sell it anymore, alright?"

The other party was quite straightforward, standing up and smiling, "Then I'll go back first, and come find me again when you've thought it through."

Watching the other party's departing figure, Han Xueheng felt a pang of regret, but ultimately gritted his teeth and muttered under his breath, "Cunning businessman! If it's not five thousand yuan tomorrow, I absolutely won't sell!"

In Hanjiazhai, the dim candlelight in the main hall of the ancestral house flickered before the ancestral tablets, casting intermittent shadows of Han Xueheng's hunched figure.

His thin, bony fingers kept stroking the white jade plate, making the delicate cloud patterns on its surface shine. This was a family heirloom passed down through generations.

It is truly remarkable that such a family heirloom has survived the passage of time to this day.

Han Xueheng knelt heavily on the hard, cold blue brick floor, bowed down, and kowtowed devoutly.