If you can, put the book on the shelf, it is convenient for you and supports me, thank you very much!

Teacher Liu didn't expect Feng Yiping to be in trouble again, and before he could stop him, Feng Yiping had already squeezed in, squatted down and said to the master, "Even if the other parts are normal, the more you pull like this, the more air in the cylinder will be, and the thinner the concentration of the mixture, won't it be more difficult to start?"

The master was already unhappy, and when he heard him say the same thing, he shook his hand, "You are amazing, you have the ability to fix it." ”

I'll come, I'll come, what a big deal.

He walked to the back, skillfully pulled out the spark plug, pulled the starter disk and tried it, and the rotation was normal, indicating that there was no problem in the cylinder, and the most difficult reason was ruled out.

Then touch the spark plug to the cylinder head, pull the starter, there is a blue electric spark in front, and the circuit is normal, then he already has a spectrum in his heart.

Director Ye didn't have time to stop it, but he saw that this student from another school had already started it, and looking at his appearance, he seemed to be quite skilled, so he couldn't help but have a glimmer of hope, and waited on the side, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor, maybe he could really heal him.

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

Nonsense, of course I know. Little Japan's generator is not cheap now, this 5,000-watt one is now more expensive than Cai Lei's motorcycle, and the accessories are also expensive, carburetors, pressure regulators, etc., all cost one or two thousand yuan, adding up, the zero-to-whole ratio is at least 500% or more.

"How long has your generator not worked?" Feng Yiping stopped first.

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

"Did the oil in the carburetor go out after the shutdown?"

If the master doesn't speak, that's nothing. conAd1();

"The reason is very simple, the oil was not drained at that time, and now the measuring hole in the carburetor is blocked, and it needs to be removed and cleaned. ”

Seeing what he said, the master was quite hesitant, without it, according to the regulations, the generator will not be used for a long time, and the residual oil in the carburetor must be drained, which is his job, but he did not do it well.

Not to mention, he can't get the carburetor at all, he can disassemble it, but he definitely can't install it back, let alone how to dredge the measuring hole.

If he can't fix it himself, he can do it in three or two strokes, how should he explain it to the leader?

But now that he is dragging his feet and not repairing, he will step down, and it is easy to say in front of the leaders afterwards, anyway, it is not the reason for the carburetor, the repair is not good, and it is not easy to make it bad.

However, there are many smart people, especially in the school, Director Ye probably saw his careful thoughts, separated him to the side, and said to Feng Yiping, "Then you come, I borrowed the generator, and I am responsible." ”

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

Feng Yiping started to dismantle the carburetor, and Mr. Liu squeezed over and whispered, "Are you sure?

"Don't worry, Mr. Liu, during the summer vacation, I repaired an identical one in the provincial capital with someone. Feng Yiping was looking for a pretense again.

Three times and two times to disassemble the carburetor and remove the float chamber, he blew on the measuring hole, and sure enough, it was blocked.

The maintenance master has been staying next to him, and at this time he also wanted to make a move, and it would be good for the two of them to repair 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, but this time it was Feng Yiping's turn not to bird him, and he didn't bother to explain to him.

Soak it in gasoline to clean, there is no other tool, you can only rely on your own lung capacity, after the measuring hole is unblocked, install the carburetor, and then install it on the generator, connect the oil pipe, install the base of the air filter, and then unscrew the oil plug, check the oil, the oil level is reasonable, and then step on the generator bracket, lift the pull rope and pull it gently, the flywheel rotates happily, and then the "doodoo" starts. conAd2();

"Hehe," Director Ye breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh," the onlookers immediately started to coax, and those from Liangjiahe Middle School were even more applauding.

Feng Yiping listened to the sound for a while, it was operating normally, and checked the index of the voltmeter, which was normal, so he pressed the power transmission switch, and the lights in the classroom on the first floor turned on.

"Thank you, classmate!" Director Ye didn't care about Feng Yiping's dirty hands, took his hand and walked towards the guard room, Feng Yiping turned his head and said to the maintenance master, "Install the air filter, you will!"

The man blushed and nodded.

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

"Oh, Lao Liu, your school is good. "Mr. Liu also asked him about the competition in the morning.

Director Ye took Feng Yiping to the guard room to wash his hands, and the boy who was punched by Feng Yiping followed a teacher and also walked over, Director Ye also enthusiastically poured hot water for Feng Yiping, and the teacher coughed, "Director Ye!"

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

"It's a bit of a thing," the teacher glanced at Feng Yiping, and the second-year teenager outside the door also glared at Feng Yiping fiercely, his eyes full of the meaning of wanting you to look good.

Feng Yiping didn't care, he washed his hands carefully, the gasoline and engine oil had to be cleaned, otherwise the paper would smell of oil, no matter what the article was, this point would first scare the teachers who read the papers.

Before the teacher could say anything, the horn of "Didi" sounded outside the door, and the leader came! Director Ye said to Feng Yiping, "Student Feng, go to the classroom after washing your hands, wait for me after the exam, and I'll call your principal." ”

"Okay, Director Ye, you're busy!"

Ignoring the teacher anymore, Director Ye hurriedly ran out of the guard room to greet the leader. conAd3();

Feng Yiping washed his hands and rushed to the classroom with Teacher Liu, the student and the teacher were still standing at the door, Feng Yiping didn't see them, and only treated them as air.

The teacher coughed again, but after thinking about it, he didn't speak. This is not a student of their school, there is a teacher with him, and he does not have that qualification. Besides, just take the exam quickly, and it won't be like stopping the participating students at this time, so let's wait and go to Director Ye.

Teacher Liu is now a little impressed by 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 more than one day, this child is measured and treats people and things very well, no wonder Wang Yumin values him so much.

Sending him to the door of the classroom, Teacher Liu smiled and said to him, "Take the test well, I will do the rest." ”

He is not a dull person, everything in the school is clear, and he also saw the look of the teacher who was looking for Director Ye just now, and knew that it was the student who had a conflict with Feng Yiping and them who moved here.

"Thank you, teacher. ”

The exam hasn't started yet, but everyone has already sat down, Feng Yiping found his seat, many classmates around him have just seen him repair the generator, a few think he is in the limelight, he doesn't like it, he looks at it coldly, and he also smiled and signaled to him, and a boy in the third grade of Liangjiahe Middle School in the first row turned around and gave him a thumbs up.

They are all students and peers, and in front of outsiders, Feng Yiping's ability is also the ability of their group.

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