King of Industry

  Chapter 7 Quenching

  After hearing Zhao Guoyang's words, Hu Ping was stunned for a while: "What? Just re-heat treatment? It's that simple?"

   "That's right, it's that simple." Zhao Guoyang said confidently.

Hu Ping hesitated for a moment, and said, "Brother, I wonder if it's inconvenient for you today? If you are free, can you go to our Jiangyu Town Supply and Marketing Cooperative, and let's talk about how to deal with these hoes? Don't worry, wait for things After finishing, I will send you back to Jianghai County personally."

  When the two were chatting just now, Hu Ping already knew that Zhao Guoyang's destination was Jianghai County.

  Seeing that these hoes in his supply and marketing cooperative are expected to be repaired at this time, of course Hu Ping did everything possible to hold Zhao Guoyang first.

   "This..." Zhao Guoyang said with some embarrassment.

"Brother Hu, to be honest, I really don't have time to accompany you on this trip today. But don't worry, you can follow the method I said, find a machinery factory with heat treatment process, and quench these hoes again , it should be fine."

   "Quenching?"

  Looking at Hu Ping's bewildered look, Zhao Guoyang explained with a smile: "The so-called quenching, that is, 'dipping in fire', means dipping a heated workpiece to a certain degree in the medium to meet the requirements."

  “In fact, quenching the surface of metal parts is the main content of metal heat treatment. The purpose is to obtain a high-hardness surface layer and favorable internal stress distribution to improve the wear resistance and fatigue resistance of the workpiece.”

   "These hoes you bought, obviously because the quenching duration is not enough, the hardened structure on the surface does not meet the ideal requirements."

  Hearing that Zhao Guoyang spoke one after another, very professionally, Hu Ping's anxiety finally gradually dissipated.

   "Success, then I will follow what you said, brother. It happens that an old comrade of our president opened a machinery factory, which seems to have heat treatment technology. I will go to him for help later!"

   "Well! Brother Hu, you only need to repeat what I said, and the other party should know." Zhao Guoyang nodded.

   "Then say it again, it's safer for me to take notes." Hu Ping quickly took out his pen, found a small note and wrote it down word by word.

  Jiang Yuzhen will arrive soon, Zhao Guoyang helped Hu Ping move the **** all the way out of the car, and then waved goodbye to him.

   When parting, Hu Ping shook Zhao Guoyang's hand firmly and said, "Brother Guoyang, thanks to your reminder this time, after returning, if I can repair these hoes according to the method you said, I must thank you very much."

   "Brother Hu, you don't have to be polite, it's just a little effort." Zhao Guoyang said with a slight smile.

  He has a good impression of Hu Ping. It can be seen that this is a village cadre who is willing to endure hardships and work, so he wants to help him if he can.

  …

The minibuses in the early 1990s were better than bullock carts, and their speed was much worse than that of the buses in the 21st century. They broke down halfway, and it took several tens of kilometers to arrive at the station. , it was getting dark.

  Getting out of the car, Zhao Guoyang struggled to avoid the crowd of rickshaw drivers, and strode home.

  Zhao Guoyang's home is in the urban-rural fringe of Jianghai County, about ten kilometers away from the station. Zhao Guoyang pulled himself together and started on his way.

  The originally ten-kilometer road was not a problem for Zhao Guoyang, an amateur runner who often ran marathons, but the road conditions were bad.

  The potholes and muddy road along this road made Zhao Guoyang secretly complain.

  Having a meal on the way, Zhao Guoyang, who bought something by the way, finally arrived at the destination. Looking at the blue brick house in front of him, he felt a little inexplicable.

  After being reborn, this is the first time he has returned to this home. He has an indescribable feeling in his heart about seeing his relatives soon - both anticipation, hesitation, and a little bit more apprehension.

  Zhao Guoyang gently pushed open the half-covered door, scratching his head while looking at the black lights in the yard.

  It was just past eight o'clock, not even nine o'clock, but it seemed that the family members were already asleep.

   Perhaps there was a sound when the door was pushed. Zhao Guoyang had just entered the yard when a sound came from the outermost room.

   Not long after, a young and beautiful girl came out of the small room.

   "Ah, brother, why are you back?" The girl opened her mouth wide and looked at Zhao Guoyang and shouted in surprise.

Seeing this innocent girl with a melon-shaped face, willow eyebrows, and ponytails, Zhao Guoyang's previously worried feeling of strangeness was immediately swept away, and he said almost subconsciously: "Xiaojing, it's so late, why haven't you slept yet?" Ah, don't you have to go to school tomorrow?"

   This girl is naturally Zhao Guoyang's younger sister, Zhao Xiaojing.

  She is just seventeen years old this year, and she is in the second year of high school. Her grades are quite good, and her study pressure is not too great. She is not as hard-working as those high school students who have to stay up until eleven o'clock every day before going to bed.

In his previous life, Zhao Guoyang not only did not experience the love of his parents, nor did he enjoy the affection of sisters and brothers, but also because he was immersed in technology and research and development, he did not find a girlfriend, so after seeing his sister in this life, how could he not Can't say the words of reprimand.

  Zhao Xiaojing replied with a smile: "Brother, I have an appointment with Xiaojuan. I will go to Jianghai County to play tomorrow. I will finish my homework tonight. If I can't do my homework well, my mother won't let me go out."

   "Xiaojuan..." Zhao Guoyang was stunned.

   "It's Wang Juan, my classmate who lives at the intersection." Zhao Xiaojing looked at her brother suspiciously and said.

   "Brother, don't you forget, Xiaojuan is your admirer."

  Zhao Guoyang is the first among the children of the nearby residents to be admitted to university, so he is naturally the envy of the neighbors.

  In addition, he is tall and handsome, so it is easy to get the favor of some little girls. In the words of later generations, he is a proper handsome man.

   "Oh! I see." Zhao Guoyang agreed vaguely, followed Zhao Xiaojing back to the house, and before he could sit down to drink, a black shadow rushed towards him.

  Zhao Guoyang subconsciously reached out to catch it, only to realize that it was a dirt dog.

   "Xiao Hei, brother hasn't come back for so long, you still know him!" Zhao Xiaojing laughed.

   "Wow!" Xiao Hei seemed to understand Zhao Xiaojing's words, and echoed her with a cry.

  The barking of the black dog woke up the whole room, and soon, Zhao Guoyang's parents came out of the room in the west wing with their clothes on.

   "Hey, Guoyang, you're back?" Zhao Guoyang's father is Zhao Jingzhong, who is forty-five years old this year.

  Zhao Guoyang's mother, He Huifen, is a few years younger than Zhao Jingzhong, and she looks very dignified and upright.

  (end of this chapter)