Siheyuan: Xu Damao, I want to go to the moon

Nowadays, owning a radio is considered a big treasure.

Before Xu Damao invented his portable radio, Yan Bugui got a second-hand one, which made everyone in the hospital very excited.

Although the shell is a little worn and the paint is peeling, but - it's a radio!

One of the three turns and one ring, which is one of the high-end wedding items in this era!

In the summer, when people were enjoying the cool air, as long as Yan Bugui took out the radio, the front yard would be full of people. Yan Bugui was just showing off. As a cultured person, it was reasonable for him to have a radio to listen to the news of state affairs, right?

Everyone has to listen and learn the instructions from above, so the volume naturally has to be turned up.

When the volume is turned up, the power consumption will naturally increase, and the battery will not last long.

So, is there anything wrong with collecting one or two cents from everyone and pooling together to buy batteries to listen to the radio?

Reasonable, very damn reasonable!

But one or two cents is still money! Naturally, some people would be reluctant to pay and would sit in the front to hear clearly.

If you don't pay, you can only sit at the back, farther away. You can't blame me if you can't hear clearly.

Yan Bugui’s idea was very simple. Since I have provided the radio, I cannot also provide batteries for free, right?

By doing this, you can save money on batteries, and sometimes you can even have one or two extra batteries to use in flashlights, so it’s not a waste.

But later, some people were not happy about it, and gradually fewer people listened to the radio, and Yan Bugui lost a source of income.

Fortunately, the factory or school also assigns some political tasks, and everyone must concentrate on listening to the radio, or some important things have been leaked. If you don’t listen, it means you don’t love learning and are out of touch with the masses.

Therefore, Yan Bugui can basically ensure a balance between income and expenditure - he does not need to buy batteries himself.

But last year, when he heard that the Crescent Kingdom's legendary audio factory had been built and put into production in Hong Kong, and everyone was talking about how the Crescent Kingdom was the "super small country" that sent super potatoes and super corn, with only more than 5000 people, Yan Bugui even pretended to comment on it.

Then, someone started asking what the relationship was between the Legendary Speaker Factory and the Legendary Speaker that Xu Damao had made before, the Red Star Speaker Factory. As a result, the case was solved during the conversation.

After all, there are people in the hospital who work at the Red Star Speaker Factory.

The Xiangjiang Legend Audio Factory is an asset of the Crescent Kingdom. Currently, in terms of technology, brand awareness, market, and quality, it is the best in the world!

The factory director is Lou Yufan, Lou Xiaoe's half brother...

Or a Justice of the Peace in Hong Kong, the kind with real power...

Xu Damao is the specially appointed chief designer of the Legend Audio Factory in Hong Kong. His monthly salary is HKD (but it is all converted into RMB and industrial coupons through the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and donated to several welfare societies. At Xu Damao’s current stage, money is completely irrelevant, and he has long since gotten rid of this low-level interest)…

Lou Xiao'e also calls the leader (queen) of the Crescent Moon Kingdom a sister, and Lou Xiao'e is the elder sister...

Yan Bugui shut himself off from the world. He was still proud of saving one or two batteries, and thought he was a cultured person just because he had a second-hand radio...

However, he refused to admit defeat and said, "What's the use of making money in the speaker factory? If you have the ability, why don't you make a radio? No matter how broken my thing is, it can still receive radio signals. No matter how good your thing is, it needs to be paired with a phonograph or a radio to be useful!"

This is his only persistence and face.

The next day, Xu Damao brought a bunch of portable radios back to the courtyard - the Xiangjiang Legend Audio Factory, which was his latest work.

This immediately made Yan Bugui become autistic. He quietly put away the radio, threw it at home, covered it with a tablecloth, and put it away.

If he takes it out and uses it again, Yan Bugui can't afford to lose face!

Later, the city of Beijing also introduced (imported) a batch of portable radios, headphones, and speakers, but they were only sold in Friendship Stores. Not to mention the extremely high prices, you also needed a corresponding number of industrial coupons.

As soon as the goods arrived, ambassadors of various countries in Beijing or experts and workers of the Russian Bear rushed to buy them, leaving only a limited number for Chinese people to buy.

During that period, riding a bicycle with a legendary portable radio on your waist and wearing big headphones would make you the coolest guy on the street!

There have been many traffic accidents due to this...

So this time, Xu Damao brought back another big thing, and everyone was very curious.

Because the portable radios before were very small, and this thing now is a bit big, even bigger than the shoe-shining box on the street. It is about the same size as the tool box used in the factory, but it has an antenna on it - it is obviously a radio!

But why does it look so strange?

"Da Mao, is this a radio?"

"Why is it bigger than the one at Old Stingy Yan's house?" Sha Zhu asked carelessly.

"If you're going to buy something, you should buy a small and exquisite one. This thing of yours..." He even complained that the radio was too big. He really didn't know what was good.

Xu Damao just smiled and said nothing, carrying his things and walking towards the backyard.

"Da Mao, your radio is quite nice. How much is it?" Yi Zhonghai asked while looking at the tape recorder in Xu Damao's hand at the door. He was planning to get a radio for him recently because Yi Xiaotian was going to school and needed to start getting in touch with these things more often.

"This is a tape recorder, the latest product of the Hong Kong Legend Audio Factory. I designed and produced it recently."

"Ah, a tape recorder? What is a tape recorder?"

"A radio, playback and recording machine."

"Recording, can this thing of yours record?" Yi Zhonghai was surprised. He had seen a recorder once when he was on a business trip to repair and process parts. That thing was so heavy and big, how could it be compressed to be so small?

"Yes."

"How much, how much?"

"1000 US dollars per unit, equivalent to RMB..."

"2617 yuan per unit."

"How much?!" Yi Zhonghai was stunned - more than two thousand yuan for a box?

It’s enough to buy the entire central courtyard!

Xu Damao was carrying a set of Zhongyuan while walking. What if he dropped it and broke it? Wouldn't that be...

Everyone was shocked by the price. 2617 yuan was spent on a tape recorder, of which radio was just one of its functions.

In other words, the radio component occupies 1/3 of the device, which means you paid 872 yuan for a radio?

This Xu Damao is going crazy!

Yan Bugui was also attracted by the shouting and ran over. When he heard that a radio function was worth 872 yuan, he was going crazy!

"Da Mao, if you need a radio, just tell me. My radio is a classic model from the XX factory. Even a brand new one only costs a hundred yuan. Your radio..."

Yan Bugui was so distressed. If you have money and don’t know how to spend it, you can come to me. Why did you buy this wasteful thing?

Oh, by the way, he is the chief designer, and he doesn’t need to pay for this thing.

Then it has nothing to do with me.

Seeing that more and more neighbors gathered around him and it was hard to explain, Xu Damao simply recorded a video for everyone just for fun.

"Come, gather in the middle courtyard. I'll show you a big treasure!"