The learning machine board that Liu Quan mentioned was reverse-engineered by Xing Baohua based on the Atari board.
The circuit boards provided by Lu Chuan Electronics Factory were left at the repair shop by Xing Baohua. He didn't have time to develop them, while Liu Quan, after leaving the machinery factory, began studying the circuit boards and blueprints.
The components on the board are very densely packed, and when you flip it over, you see all sorts of rough solder joints.
However, as long as it works, it's fine. Before large-scale mechanization, this kind of manual welding was used.
Xing Baohua took out the chip he had written earlier and handed it to Liu Quan, saying, "Solder the chip on, and we'll try to see if it can light up in a bit."
After the two of them tinkered with it until late at night, they finally managed to light up the board.
Liu Quan encountered some problems while soldering the circuit board. Several pins were soldered incorrectly, causing it to fail to conduct electricity.
I had to go through the diagram again to find the problem.
Mark out the areas prone to errors so we can pay extra attention during production.
How much of a rip-off is this learning machine?
No, how great is it? Xing Baohua even provided two built-in mini-programs.
One is practicing English typing, and the other is doing software programming.
There's no more room.
However, the expansion slot is left open, so you can connect a printer to print, or a floppy drive to run various extended programs.
If you can afford the parts, calling it a mini computer wouldn't be an exaggeration.
If you only want to use the computer for practice, then you only need two programs.
And it has to be the kind of home with a TV.
This thing is just a large keyboard, nothing else.
How do we sell them after they're produced?
Xing Baohua had it all planned out: he had a director and film stock. He'd make an advertisement and run it on TV!
We're looking to recruit distributors, including universities and institutions. If handled well, selling 20,000 to 30,000 units a year shouldn't be a problem.
Xing Baohua asked Liu Quan to organize training and prepare for production, but it was only 300 boards a month that made him feel uncomfortable.
Where did Xu Shuai go? Could he really have disappeared?
Didn't we agree that we'd make a phone call or send a telegram when we arrived?
For some reason, I suddenly had a thought: could this kid have gone to see Liu Juanjuan?
A thousand or two yuan is enough for two people to live on for two years. Just let me know!
Xing Baohua shook her head, trying to put the thought aside.
He still believed in Xu Shuai's character. He was just worried about him because there was no news.
If he really did embezzle the money and go to Liu Juanjuan, Xing Baohua would forgive him. It would just mean the end of their years-long brotherhood.
The transformation from a talkative man to a taciturn individual is a metamorphosis for Xu Shuai. It's just a matter of not knowing what that transformation will bring. If you have troubles, tell your brothers; how could they not try to help you?
Xing Baohua remembered having a childhood friend from his past life, but they gradually lost contact due to work. Once, after seeing a post on his friend's WeChat Moments, Xing Baohua chatted with him for a few minutes.
At that time, Xing Baohua was abroad and couldn't return temporarily due to some business. After chatting for a few minutes, his childhood friend asked him where he was.
He joked that he couldn't go back to China for the time being because he didn't have enough money for a plane ticket.
It was just a joke, but my childhood friend continued, "How much do you need? I don't have a lot of it. I can come up with three or five thousand, but if it's more than that, I'll ask my brothers to chip in."
When Xing Baohua saw this sentence, tears almost welled up in her eyes. This is what childhood friends are like—they might betray you, or they might risk their lives to help you.
Putting aside distracting thoughts, Xing Baohua decided to personally visit Shen Jie's door again the following evening.
Three hundred boards a month is simply not enough to keep the machine running.
There's no way to utilize the workload.
Xing Baohua didn't go anywhere; he stayed in the factory office. The bed wasn't big, but it was very comfortable.
The next morning, I was woken up by the ringing of the phone.
Xing Baohua muttered to himself, "Who's calling? Don't they even check their work hours?"
It's already past eight o'clock. Xing Baohua went to bed late last night, so she slept a little longer.
Picking up the phone, I heard Li Wengang say, "Xiao Xing! There's a problem with the wireless device we made last time. Can you come to the provincial capital? We still need to go to the southern mountainous area."
Xing Baohua would rather die than go to that place; it's almost given him a psychological trauma.
He immediately said, "Teacher Li, I also have important matters to attend to and I really can't leave! Why don't you discuss it with your colleagues over there and come to my place? I'll give you the address."
After agreeing with Li Wengang, Xing Baohua went to find something to eat and happened to see Guo Kai holding a bowl of rice and drinking noodles.
I walked over and glanced at his bowl; it was plain noodles, not bad.
“Aren’t there lots of wild vegetables growing in the fields outside the factory walls? Even though it’s autumn, you can still see some green. If you don’t pick some and put them in your bowl, you can’t just drink plain noodles!” Xing Baohua said.
"I'm lucky to be able to eat noodles, let alone vegetables?" Guo Kai said.
This guy comes to the factory and does nothing but sit there. He doesn't do any work, and I've never seen him pick up a pen. If this continues, he'll become the factory's biggest idler.
If it weren't for the verbal agreement between Xing Baohua and him, which stipulated a six-month probationary period, he would have been fired in just one more week given his current situation.
At least make a show of it, pick up a pen and draw something, even if it's just a quick sketch, so that people know you've thought about it.
But I can't just stand there doing nothing!
Xing Baohua also knew that artists were sometimes called madmen. "No madness, no life," they said, explaining that once they entered a certain realm, they became deeply immersed, completely absorbed, and selflessly devoted themselves to the art.
We can't push Guo Kai too hard right now. We need to adjust him gradually, and we can't let him go into that crazy state.
Otherwise, what will happen to his factory if he really becomes a master?
You can only talk to him about product graphics, what colors to use, and what materials to use to achieve an exquisite appearance.
The sound systems of Xing Baohua's first, second, and third stations are difficult to replicate.
The materials we got from the machine shop are hard to reproduce now. We have to use other materials instead, which makes them lack the metallic texture in appearance.
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