Chapter 94: Easy to solve

　　 If possible, put the book in the shelf. It is convenient for you and supported me. Thank you very much!

Teacher Liu didn't expect Feng Yiping to take the trouble again. Before he could stop him, Feng Yiping squeezed in, squatted down and said to the master, "Even if the other parts are normal, the more you pull like this, the more The more air, the leaner the mixture concentration, isn't it the harder it is to start?"

　　 The master was unhappy at first. He heard him say the same thing as a little boy, shaking his hand, "You are great, you can fix it if you have the ability."

　　 I'll just come, what a big deal.

　　He walked to the back, unplugged the spark plug skillfully, pulled the starter plate for a test, and it turned normally, indicating that there was no problem in the cylinder, and the most difficult cause was eliminated.

　　 Then he touched the spark plug to the cylinder head and pulled the starter. There was a blue electric spark in front of it and the circuit was normal, so he already had a spectrum in his heart.

Director Ye didn’t have time to stop him, he saw that the student from the other school had already gotten started. He looked like he was quite proficient, and he couldn’t help holding a glimmer of hope. He just waited on the sidelines and waited for a dead horse to be a living doctor. , Maybe it really can be cured.

Feng Yiping turned to his head, removed the air filter, and then was about to remove the carburetor. The maintenance technician who was standing next to him trying to see a joke stopped him, "What are you doing? Do you know what this is? Do you know how much it is worth? Well?"

　　 Nonsense, of course I know. The generators in Little Japan are not cheap now. This five-kilowatt motor is now more expensive than Cai Lei’s motorcycle. The accessories are also very expensive. The carburetor and the voltage regulator cost one to two thousand yuan. , Added up, the zero-to-integrity ratio is at least 500%.

　　 "How long has your generator been useless?" Feng Yiping stopped first.

　　 "I used it during Chinese New Year, what's wrong?"

　　 "Then did the oil in the carburetor drain after the shutdown?"

　　 If the master stays silent, it is no more.

　　 "The reason is very simple. At that time, the oil was not exhausted. Now the measuring hole in the carburetor is blocked, and it needs to be removed and cleaned."

　　 Seeing what he said for sure, the master hesitated quite a bit. Without it, according to regulations, if the generator is not used for a long time, the remaining oil in the carburetor must be drained. This is his job, but he didn't do it well.

　　 Not to mention, he doesn't know how to handle the carburetor at all. It can be disassembled, but it can't be installed, let alone how to sparse the flux hole.

　　I can't fix it by myself, and I can get it done in twos or twos. How should he explain to the leader? Not as good as a child?

　　 Now he is not repairing it. Instead, he has to step down. Afterwards, it is easy to say in front of the leader that it is not the cause of the carburetor anyway. If the repair is not good, it is not easy to make it broken.

However, there are a lot of smart people, especially in this place of school. Director Ye probably noticed his careful thinking. He turned him aside and said to Feng Yiping, "Then you come, I borrowed the generator, I Be responsible for."

　　 "No problem, it's done in five minutes."

　　 Feng Yiping set out to dismantle the carburetor. Teacher Liu squeezed over and said quietly, "Are you sure? Don't be aggressive!"

　　 "Don't worry, Mr. Liu, during the summer vacation, I followed someone in the provincial capital to repair a machine exactly the same." Feng Yiping asked for a guise again.

　　 Disassembled the carburetor twice and then removed the float chamber. He blew into the measuring hole, and it really blocked.

　　 The repairer stayed by his side all the time. At this time, he wanted to do his best. It's okay for two people to fix it together. He leaned down and said, "Such a small hole, do you want to find a needle or a thin wire to poke it?"

　　 The layman said these layman's words, this time it was Feng Yiping's turn to not bird him, and he didn't bother to explain it to him.

Soak it in gasoline and clean it. There is no other tools, but you can only rely on your own lung capacity. After the measuring hole is unblocked, install the carburetor, then install it to the generator, connect the oil pipe, install the base of the air filter, and then screw it. Turn on the oil plug, check the oil level, the oil level is reasonable, and then step on the generator bracket, lift the pull rope and pull it gently, the flywheel rotates freely, and then it starts with a beep.

　　 "Hehe," Director Ye let out a sigh of relief, "Oh," the students onlookers immediately roared, and those from Liangjiahe Middle School applauded.

　　 Feng Yiping listened to the sound for a while, and the operation was normal. He checked the index of the voltmeter, and it was normal. Then he pressed the power switch and the lights in the classroom on the first floor turned on.

　　 "Thank you, classmate!" Director Ye ignored Feng Yiping's dirty hands and took his hand towards the guard room. Feng Yiping turned his head and said to the maintenance master, "Install the air filter, you will!"

　　 The man nodded blushing.

　　 Teacher Liu followed up to show his merit, "Director Ye, this is a second-year student in our school."

　　 "Oh, old Liu, your school is good." Teacher Liu asked him about the game in the morning.

Director Ye brought Feng Yiping to the guard room to wash his hands. The boy who had been punched by Feng Yiping followed a teacher and came over. Director Ye also poured hot water for Feng Yiping enthusiastically, and the teacher coughed. "Director Ye!"

　　 "Huh?" Director Ye turned around, "Something?"

　　 "It's something," the teacher glanced at Feng Yiping, and the second-year junior outside the door stared at Feng Yiping fiercely, his eyes full of meaning to look good.

　　 Feng Yiping didn't care, and washed his hands carefully. The gasoline engine oil should be washed clean, otherwise the paper will also smell of oil. No matter what the article is, this will be the first to hate the teachers who read the paper.

　　 The teacher hasn't said yet, the "Didi" horn sounded outside the door, and the leader is here! Director Ye said to Feng Yiping, "Yes, classmate Feng, wash your hands and go to the classroom. After the exam, wait for me. I'll call your principal."

　　 "Okay, Director Ye, you are busy!"

　　 also ignored the teacher~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Director Ye hurried out of the guard room to meet the leader.

　　 Feng Yiping washed his hands and rushed towards the classroom with Teacher Liu. The student and teacher were still standing at the door. Feng Yiping saw them as if they hadn't seen them, and only treated them as air.

　　 The teacher coughed again, but still didn't speak after thinking about it. This is not a student of their school. A teacher is following him, and he is not qualified to train. Besides, it's time to take the exam. It's not sensible to stop the participating students at this time. Let's wait and see Director Ye.

Teacher Liu is somewhat admiring Feng Yiping. It turns out that he certainly has an impression of Feng Yiping, but he just wrote a few novels. Now it is different. After this day, this child has a sense of measure and is also very good at dealing with others. No wonder Wang Yumin takes him so seriously.

　　 sent him to the door of the classroom, and Teacher Liu smiled and said to him, "Take the test well. I have other things."

　　 He is not a dull person either. Everything in the school is clear. He also saw the expression of the teacher who was looking for Director Ye just now, knowing that the student who was in conflict with Feng Yiping and the others moved here.

"Thank you, teacher."

The exam hasn’t started yet, but everyone is already seated. Feng Yiping found his seat. Many students around had seen him repair the generator just now. A few thought he was pushy, not happy, looked on, and laughed a little. As he gestured to him, a boy in the third grade of Liangjiahe Middle School in the first row turned around and gave him a thumbs up.

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