Chapter Thirty-Six: The Story of Electricity Generation (Part One)
Kids, no matter what game they play, will eventually lose patience and stop playing. Yang Wei's friends were the same way.
"Wei Zi, isn't this boring? Every day is just queuing. What's the fun in queuing? Xia Xue is obsessed with playing this game all day."
"It's also awesome, what should we do next? Driver, we've all learned how to repair cars, everyone has learned it, even that broken car was fixed by us."
At this time, Yang Wei and his team already had two cars, and they even went out to buy paint and painted the two cars with fresh paint. They even wrote their team name, Xiao Gui Zhan Dui (Little Ghost Battle Team), on the doors of both cars. Even the license plates were made, with the first car being Xiao 00001 and the second car being Xiao 00002.
Just like later generations, Yang Wei had two pieces of iron skin cut into rectangles, applied a white undercoat on top, wrote a small word in red characters, and then wrote digital numbers in black.
However, this car is not very useful. Except for going out to practice driving, it's only used to go home and bring back the vegetables that were planted, then the land was handed over to Aunt Wang to plant, saying when to come back and when to harvest again.
"Let's talk about something else, we've got the electricity sorted out, but generating it, this generator is ready and we also have a diesel engine, the only thing is that we don't have fuel. Otherwise, we can make a wind turbine, yeah, let's make a wind turbine."
"Weizi, what is electricity? Is it that kind of thing where you pull it and the light comes on, then you pull again and the light goes out?" Xia Xue had seen this before when she passed through a city, but she hadn't figured out how it worked before leaving. She only stayed there for a few days.
"Ah, okay, okay, so from now on we won't need to turn on the lights and there won't be so much lamp black." Speaking of lamp black, there's a story here. Yang Wei and the others weren't really soldiers, just a bunch of kids. At night, they would often leave the lights on for too long, which made Uncle Xia unhappy. He had told them several times, but Summer Snow was a very obedient child when playing with Yang Wei and the others, but in front of her uncle, she became a disobedient child. Naturally, some things had to be done against his wishes. Her uncle asked her to turn off the lights earlier, but she wouldn't listen. Later, Uncle Xia thought of a way - to conduct an inspection of their quarters, which was a regular thing in the army. Summer Snow really couldn't say anything about it. Of course, Uncle Xia had a way to deal with Summer Snow. The inspection required wearing white gloves and feeling around the room. That night, when they turned on the lights, there was naturally a lot of lamp black, especially when it came into contact with the white gloves, making it even more obvious.
In fact, Yang Wei couldn't say anything about this kind of thing on the side. This is a matter between uncle and nephew. If they were to drive Yang Wei away, then Yang Wei wouldn't have any temper either. Who let them be small? Moreover, it was Yang Wei who first took a fancy to that pile of junk.
Yang Wei also had his eye on this identity, although it was a joke, but it could also be used for many things.
This time, Yang Wei raised his flashlight, and the first one to respond was actually Xia Xue. This was the key to her struggle with her uncle.
Wind power generation is a method that doesn't require asking others, first of all, there is a 50-kilowatt generator in the pile of scrap metal, which is enough to use. In addition, the angle iron for setting up wind turbines can also be found in the scrap heap, and these can be utilized. Coincidentally, on the mountain outside their barracks, there was a remains of a sentry post, the sentry post had been dismantled, and naturally, there were some other remains nearby, which Yang Wei didn't care about for now. Next, after searching around the entire barracks, the electrical wires were also found by Yang Wei and his team, these things were temporarily treated as scrap metal and piled up on one side, so Yang Wei spent a bit of money to buy them over.
Nature, Uncle Xia, was also happy to see these children do something, and they were just rummaging through the junk pile in the barracks. It's true that there are many good things here, you know, when the devils were here, it might have been a large military headquarters, so naturally, they left many things behind. After taking over, some things were useless, so they threw them away as garbage, or maybe when the devils surrendered, they destroyed some things, making them even more worthless. At that time, there were no high-educated or high-tech talents in the army, and it was impossible for anyone to recognize what could be used and what couldn't. Yang Wei bought these things at a low price, and later took them away without anyone saying anything. With Xia Xue's relationship, Yang Wei didn't even want to leave.
When everything was ready, even all the rooms had been wired up, Yang Wei suddenly discovered that it still lacked a wind vane. He made several with wood, but none could withstand the wind's blow: if he used thin ones, they would break; if he used thick ones, they couldn't be blown around. So after the lights flickered for several nights, this matter was thoroughly abandoned.
"Wei Zi, are we just going to stop like this? Is there really no other way?" "This, Xia Xue, it's not that I don't have a method, but it's really impossible. Without the wind and leaves, how can it be done? Are you suggesting using diesel engines? That would mean asking your uncle again." "No way, I won't ask him." "I'm telling you, Xia Xue, your uncle is also doing this for your own good. Why are you being so stubborn with him?"
Yang Wei could clearly see that Xia Xue would also have to join the team in the future, but whether she could join successfully was another matter. This was an era of change, and Yang Wei also realized that this team might be going to participate in battles. The leader had already gone down to the troops, and although it was unlikely that anyone from the big courtyard would go, who knew for sure? Just look at Little Li and Uncle Wang, they were always secretly discussing something, and it was clear that they wanted to go to the battlefield. They could be seen practicing aiming with a wooden stick whenever they had nothing else to do.
"Wei Zi, take a look at this, is it useful? This one is very hard."

