Whether they are experienced or mature, or they may be called cunning, big shots or people in positions of authority think they have a thorough understanding of world affairs, and they are always willing to speculate on other people's motives with the greatest malice, and they always analyze problems from the perspective of conspiracy.

Master Qin narrowed his eyes thoughtfully and looked at the middle-aged man. He was filled with the kind of charlatan that even after washing his hands in a golden basin, he still had no peace and was constantly being provoked by all kinds of helplessness and grief. The legal retirement age is one hundred years old, and he

I have been retired for more than 20 years, and I never thought that anyone would want to step on me and become famous.

The middle-aged man looked at Liufeng with a faint sneer and thought, "Hmph, what a wonderful marketing technique. Almost the entire Xuanzong planet cannot be repaired, and even inviting Master Qin out can't solve it. Ha, it turns out that Liufeng

A handyman in the mecha repair shop can see through it at a glance. After today, Liufeng mecha repair shop will definitely be famous in Lu Huaishen City, and even the entire Xuanzong Planet.

Qin Huaiyu, this old guy, is really willing to put down his own capital, and he doesn't even hesitate to taint himself for his nephew's business.

Hey, I didn’t expect that I would become someone else’s prop.”

Others don't have so many hidden thoughts, only happiness.

The milk bottle that was so frightened that he hid at the door just now laughed and jumped, and ran to Bo Chengcheng's side, "Young uncle, what did you do...?" Needless to say, what he wanted to ask was, what on earth did Bo Chengcheng do?

Who discovered the problem and could see the error of the tibia and its material composition and material phase so accurately? He knew clearly that Bai Chengcheng had just entered the business not long ago and had no prior knowledge or contact with Tuotian.

"Ahem." Master Qin coughed heavily, interrupting the milk bottle's question. As an authority, of course, when he speaks, others must shut up.

Master Qin asked Bo Chengcheng, "Little brother, since you can see the problem, can you tell me the repair plan?" He had a kind face and an encouraging smile, clearly showing his intention to help the younger generation.

Bai Chengcheng is not as frivolous as ordinary young people, because he knows that this is the credit of the Yaomi robot, not his own real ability. But now Master Qin can only rely on himself for the test. He has been studying in a dream.

"One Thousand Days", which also focuses on mecha-related courses, so Bo Chengcheng has no stage fright.

Bo Chengcheng replied respectfully: "Mr. Qin, the easiest way is to reduce the accuracy of Tuotian's system. Tuotian's original accuracy is definitely not that high. After all, it is an antique from more than two thousand years ago. The processing accuracy at that time was

It can't be compared with now. The system should have been upgraded, and turning it down a little won't affect its performance.

A slightly more troublesome method is to file away three nanometers from the tibia. Then even if thermal creep occurs, it should be within the error range required by the system.

The best way, of course, is to reprocess a tibia with titanium alloy according to the original size."

Mr. Qin nodded with pleasure, "Yes, very good." He turned to the middle-aged man and said, "My distinguished guest, are you satisfied now?"

What Mr. Qin means is, isn't it just to make this kid famous by setting up a trap like this? Since you dare to set up a trap for yourself, you must be able to control yourself. I don't want to cause trouble, so I can help you, right?

The smile of the middle-aged man was even more sarcastic, "Satisfied, very satisfied. The Liufeng Shop deserves its reputation. Only one handyman can solve problems that countless senior maintenance technicians cannot solve. I admire you, I admire you from the bottom of my heart. Repair

Well. As long as the accuracy is not reduced, I accept the second and third methods."

"Uh." Master Qin was a little confused. Does this mean he has a grudge against me? "Your distinguished guest is going too far. I've already given in to such an extent, but you still want to kill them all?"

The middle-aged man was also a little confused. He stood up and said to Master Qin: "I, Chu Xingnan, would like to apologize to Master Qin first. I came to your grandnephew's store with the intention of forcing Master Qin to take action, but there is no conspiracy.

, where is the theory of killing them all?"

He stood up and spoke to show respect. After all, Master Qin is highly respected in the industry, and he is old and skilled.

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Everything good deserves respect.

"Oh." Master Qin knew why people were targeting him. The Chu family had indeed asked someone to send a message, asking him to go out and help them repair the mecha. But he didn't agree because he was afraid of trouble. As long as he lets go, the trouble will continue.

If you agree to one family but not to two, you will offend people to death.

Master Qin raised his hands and made an ancient salute, "It turns out that Mr. Chu has arrived. I'm disrespectful. It's really not that I don't repair it, but that if I don't reduce the accuracy of the system, this small shop can't repair it at all. Besides, you have people processing it in the real world.

A standard piece is not difficult, so why force it on others?"

Chu Xingnan said: "I really don't mean to embarrass your store. It's just because I'm an outsider. You experts speak clearly and clearly, but I'm confused. I don't care about the principle, I only look at the effect. This little brother also said just now

Just file off three nanometers, which is much simpler than processing a standard part.

Mr. Qin, I understand your reasons for not taking action, and I won't force you to do so. You can let them take action."

Master Qin sighed: "Chu always suspects that we are putting on a show to deceive you?"

Chu Xingnan said, "I just want to see the real effect." The meaning is very obvious. I just don't believe you. It's useless to talk about it in vain. Just fix it and see the actual effect.

Master Qin said in embarrassment: "This shop really has no choice. It seems simple to file off three nanometers, but they don't have a grinder with that precision. To re-process a titanium alloy tibia of standard length, they also don't have a machine tool with that precision.

.This is an ordinary repair shop, which can only adjust the system and replace standard parts.

I guarantee it with my credibility, and I can issue a written guarantee, which can guarantee that Tuotian’s left leg failure is exactly what the little brother said just now. This is all right.”

Isn't it just a matter of stepping on me? Your Chu family is so powerful that I can't afford to offend you, so just consider yourself unlucky. How could he know that this is not the case at all?

Chu Xingnan smiled bitterly, "What's the point of asking for your guarantee? You may have heard that this mecha has always been a concern of my old man. I just want to show my filial piety. I said I won't force you to take action personally. You

If you continue to push back and forth, I will suspect that you have ulterior motives.

Okay, I won’t tell you. Shopkeeper, it’s okay to follow the contract, right?”

Liufeng looked at Mr. Qin pitifully. He did not have a nano-precision machine tool grinder in his shop.

Mr. Qin shook his head sadly, "Twenty years ago, it wouldn't be difficult for me to file three nanometers. But now I can't do it. My eyes are dim. Liufeng, take the data and go out to customize a titanium alloy tibia. Although it's not enough for maintenance, it's still worth it.

It’s better than compensating for one.”

Suddenly there was a gentle 'thunder', "I can file it." It was Bo Chengcheng who said the sound.

Huh! Wrench, the two B-level machine tool maintenance technicians, Liu Feng, Mr. Qin, and Chu Xingnan, all turned their heads and stared at Bo Chengcheng. Most people didn't know what this meant, but these people knew very well that manual work

Processed to nano-level precision, it is definitely the level of a master-level repairman above SSS level.

Did I hear it wrong? This is the common sentiment of the five people.

Chu Xingnan thought to himself, if he really has such a level, he would accept me as a prop in order to build momentum.

Master Qin's idea is that if the Chu family has cultivated such a genius, he will be better than me in the future, so stepping on me once does not seem so unacceptable.

Liufeng was just the opposite, because he knew the details of Bo Chengcheng, "Young uncle, are you talking in your sleep? Come on, don't make trouble here."

"Wait a minute." Chu Xingnan's face was already very ugly, "What do you mean? You insist on not repairing it even though it can be repaired, you are deliberately going against my Chu family, right?"

Liufeng's face turned red, "He is just a handyman and has never repaired a mecha."

Master Qin was even more depressed. He, his grandnephew, still hadn’t understood what kind of handyman he was. He was a trap, right? He said angrily: "

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Let him try."

Chu Xingnan also said: "Yes, it won't be troublesome to try it."

Liufeng said, "Young uncle, you really can do it."

Bo Chengcheng couldn't see what the two old foxes were thinking at all, and nodded, "It should be possible, as long as you have a carbon acetylene file."

What you learn in "A Thousand Days" is not just theoretical knowledge, basic benchwork is definitely indispensable. What Periya calls "basics" is not so basic in this world.

Master Qin rolled his eyes at Bo Chengcheng, "Yes." He told Liufeng to go to the inner room and take out his toolbox.

Bo Chengcheng didn't find it difficult to move in the eyes of others, because he had an 'artifact'.

The headgear system can be scanned and copied. Bo Chengcheng first scanned the image of the standard tibia and superimposed it on the beryllium vanadium alloy through a virtual image that only he could see. How long it is and how much it needs to be filed can be clearly seen by others with the naked eye or even a microscope.

It cannot distinguish between two nanometers, but his system can.

It sounds simple, but even if it is like this, ordinary people can't do it because they don't control the strength well. An excellent fitter can do it perfectly, and only file a trace with one file. A millimeter is a millimeter, and a silk is a millimeter. One millimeter = 10

Silk meter = 1 million nanometers. In other words, if you can file only 100,000 nanometers with one file, you are already a master. It is impossible to file to the nanometer level by human eyes and manual labor. In reality, Qin Master Qin Huaiyu used high power to file at his peak.

The microscope had reached that height, so he became the Taishan Beidou in the handicraft industry.

Eyesight is the key. First of all, you have to be able to see which area needs to be filed, and how much. Hand strength is more important. If it is a little heavy or a flicker, it is far from a nanoscale matter.

Bo Chengcheng has a "cheating device", so his "eyesight" is not a problem. What matters now is hand strength. More than a month ago, it was definitely impossible. But now, he is somewhat sure.

Such fine processing usually requires a special studio, which needs to be shock-proof. Not to mention the motorcycle mecha outside the door, even the vibration caused by human footsteps will cause errors; it needs a constant temperature. Even the human body temperature needs to be isolated, not to mention the

There are so many people watching. These things will have a great impact on the accuracy.

Bo Chengcheng just put on a pair of insulated gloves and fixed the tibia directly on the work frame. Mr. Qin shook his head. He thought he was an expert, but turned out to be a complete layman. Mr. Qin looked at it confusedly.

Chu Xingnan.

Chu Xingnan didn't understand even more and looked at Bo Chengcheng curiously and intently.

Bo Chengcheng didn't care, he just picked up the file and started filing, which scared the hearts of the knowledgeable experts. The ignorant ones were confused, what was he doing?

At one end, a spherical plane of 1.5 nanometers was filed away. The size was too small, not to mention not seeing any bits of debris, and even the sound could not be heard. A layman thought that Bo Chengcheng was filing the air.

Swish, swish, swish, Bo Chengcheng's movements were really unprofessional. Three times, five times, two times, the hand holding the file flashed rapidly. After a while, Bo Chengcheng 'looked' at it and said, "Okay."

"Okay? Are you dancing to the Great God?" All laymen and experts were surprised.

Bo Chengcheng removed the tibia from the fixed frame where he was working, and blew a few breaths at both ends, making it feel more like a trick. Bo Chengcheng then placed the tibia into the laser measuring instrument, adjusted the temperature first, and closed the lid.

Then it stopped moving.

Chu Xingnan said with great expectation: "Test it."

Master Qin smiled and said, "It will take a while." This waiting is because the temperature of the two tibiae are exactly the same.

Everyone's heartbeats continued for ten minutes, and Bo Chengcheng finally clicked the length measurement button. Whoa, the screen turned on, [4173283/4173284]

The mantissa of the previous data changed from 6 to 3, no more, no less, just three nanometers less.

"My God!" This time, including Chu Xingnan and Master Qin, their eyes widened in disbelief, as if they had seen a miracle.
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