Siheyuan Great Craftsmen

After breakfast, Zhou Tian drove to the research institute and parked his car downstairs. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Song Weiguo pushing a bicycle towards him.

"Hey, Weiguo, I didn't expect that a stingy person like you would also buy a car?"

Zhou Tian took a look at his bicycle and couldn't help but teasing. In fact, it was no wonder that he teased Song Weiguo. It was mainly because Song Weiguo behaved a little stingy on weekdays. He had been working with Song Weiguo for nearly three years.

In the past three years, Song Weiguo has not invited any guests for dinner. He always eats ready-made food. Even the tea in the office is taken from his office.

He always wears the same washed-out work clothes. If people didn't know that he was the vice president of the research institute, they would probably think he was a poor person.

"Hey, Dean, I've always been short of money, haven't I? If you had given me some money earlier, I would have bought it a long time ago!"

Song Weiguo didn't care about Zhou Tian's teasing at all, instead he complained.

"Stop talking nonsense. Your monthly salary is enough to buy a bicycle. Do you believe me when you tell me you have no money?"

Zhou Tian rolled his eyes at him. Song Weiguo's rank was only one level lower than his. With the army subsidies, his salary had already reached more than two hundred yuan a month. But he said he had no money. How could he believe it?

"Hey, Dean, give me a cigarette!!"

Song Weiguo did not explain or defend himself, but spoke with a wry smile.

"You're here again, kid. It's not like you can't afford cigarettes. Do you think it's okay to always ask people for cigarettes?"

Although Zhou Tian was blaming him, he still took out a box of Daqianmen from his pocket and threw it to him, then turned around and went upstairs.

"Wait, Dean, let me park the car first. I have something to talk to you about. It's a good opportunity for us to go together!"

Unexpectedly, before he took two steps, Song Weiguo's voice came from behind him, which made Zhou Tian speechless for a moment and he could only wait for him at the door.

In a short while, Song Weiguo parked the car and ran over to Zhou Tian. The two walked into the building. As they walked, Song Weiguo smoked a cigarette and said, "Dean, things in our branch are basically on track now. Now we just have to wait for some buildings to be built and everyone can move in slowly. But I found that there seems to be a problem that we haven't noticed!"

"what is the problem?"

Hearing Song Weiguo mention business, Zhou Tian also became serious. After all, after all, he had calculated that various projects at the branch factory had been implemented, and even the surrounding supporting facilities were gradually being improved this year. He did not think there was anything else that needed attention.

But now after hearing what Song Weiguo said, it was obvious that this problem was still very serious, otherwise Song Weiguo would not have talked to him privately at this point.

"It's about the workers living in the city going to work!"

Seeing the seriousness on Zhou Tian's face, Song Weiguo said in a low voice: "Although we have tried our best to solve the problem of workers' commuting, after all, there are too few buses in Sijiu City that can run to Wanping, and the journey is a bit far, which is not friendly to the workers living in Sijiu City!"

"The bus?"

When Zhou Tian heard Song Weiguo mention the issue of public transportation, he had to admit that this was something he had not noticed. It took them nearly half an hour to go to Wanping by jeep, not to mention the current buses.

Even the kind of buses that carry gas bags are rare in the city, not to mention that their speed is not much faster than a bicycle. At this speed, it would probably take two hours to go back and forth.

"Okay then, I understand. I'll take care of this matter!"

Zhou Tian thought about it and felt that the technical difficulties of the bus were not big, so he nodded and agreed.

After returning to the office, Zhou Tian did not continue drawing the design of the lithography machine, but thought of the bus he had just talked about with Song Weiguo. He actually did not know much about the bus. After all, although he had taken the bus in his previous life, he only had a general impression of it.

To say that he had a detailed understanding of it was simply nonsense. After all, in his previous life, almost every household had a car, so who would have the time to learn about buses?

Of course, in his opinion, the bus is more like an enlarged version of a van.

Following this line of thought, Zhou Tian soon had a preliminary idea in his mind. Soon, he took out a stack of blank drawings from the drawer and started drawing on them.

As the prototype of the bus appeared, ripples suddenly appeared in his brain space. Waves of knowledge about the bus poured into his brain and was constantly being decomposed, absorbed and transformed in his brain space.

In an instant, when Zhou Tian finished digesting the knowledge about buses in his mind, he realized how funny his previous thoughts were.

What is a bus? It is just the opinion of laymen that a bus is just an enlarged version of a van. In fact, there are many factors to consider when designing a good bus. It not only needs to consider the basic driving performance like a car, but also needs to focus on passenger capacity, convenience of passengers getting on and off the bus, and the needs of different passenger groups.

To some extent, bus design is a more complex system engineering, which requires the integration of multiple functions in a limited space.

Now looking down at the bus design he had just drawn, he even felt a little bit unable to bear to look at it.

He grabbed the drawing, crumpled it up, and threw it aside. Then he began to redesign it on the drawing according to the bus design data in his mind.

Nowadays, most of the buses in various parts of my country are spoils of war seized before liberation, and the types of buses are quite confusing. Due to the shortage of oil supply in my country, in order to reduce energy consumption, my country has had to convert many buses from burning oil to burning coal.

That's why there are many buses running around with gas bags on their backs. Not to mention the danger, he thinks the power is also very insufficient.

Therefore, when designing the bus, he immediately excluded those fuel-intensive engines, and instead preferred fuel-efficient bus engines. Speaking of fuel-efficient bus engines, there seemed to be only a few in his mind, including the domestically produced Yuchai YC6L280-50 engine and the foreign Volvo D13 series engines.

Of course, the most suitable engine for the current domestic situation should be the natural gas engine. Unfortunately, the current domestic industrial level is not enough to support the design of such a natural gas engine.

Thinking of this, Zhou Tian did not stop writing, but continued to draw the design of the bus.

There is no rush for the engine. He wants to draw the design of the bus first. He has the help of the spatial data in his brain about the bus itself. Soon, the design of a bus that can accommodate roughly thirty passengers appeared in front of him.

Of course, this is just a prototype of the bus design at the moment, and it will take a lot of time to fully perfect it.

Just as he put down his pen and was about to take a sip of tea, he felt a protest from his stomach. He raised his arm to look at his watch and found that it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Oh no, it's past dinner time!"

As soon as he stood up, he saw a lunch box had been placed next to the desk. It seemed that it was the food Liu Yuan brought back for him.