The Thirty-Eighth Palm Factory (3)
The Thirty-Eighth Palm Factory (3)
"Great car, very smooth power, energetic!" Little Warrior got off the car and praised Lin Hongfei's design without hesitation, "Much better than the 750, looks more stylish too."
Smooth power is just right, and the characteristic of parallel twin-cylinder asynchronous engine is smooth operation. The two pistons running asynchronously cancel each other's vibration, and the power output is also more linear. Although it was difficult to process at that time, since it was for his own use, Lin Hongfei did not want to compromise.
"Hmm... what do you think of this car?" Lin Hongfei was quite pleased, his work being liked by others, as a creator would naturally be very happy, "If it were to be sold on the market, how much money do you think would be suitable?"
"I don't know about that," the little warrior hesitated, "but this car looks much better than Ben Wang's Honda. If Ben Wang's Honda can sell for over 20,000, and this one is still a 250cc... I think it should be at least 30,000."
Only 30,000? Lin Hongfei was immediately unhappy: "That little Japanese guy dares to sell a single-cylinder GN250 for over 30,000, and my asynchronous twin-cylinder 250 American prince is only selling for 30,000? Isn't my design too cheap?"
"300,000?" Lin Hongfei snorted with laughter, stretching out one palm, thought for a moment, then withdrew his thumb, with a self-satisfied expression, and said in a loud voice, "At least 400,000! Less than that, not even a single brother would agree."
A magnificent international top-notch internal combustion engine design master's work is only worth 30,000? This guy really can't afford to lose face.
40,000?! The warriors next to me were so scared that they spat out their tongues. My god, 40,000 yuan for a motorcycle? Who would spend so much money on a motorcycle except for the government?
Lin Hongfei doesn't care about that, even if someone offers 40,000 yuan to buy it, he's not willing to sell. In his past life, he had made many cars by hand, but this "simple" motorcycle is the first vehicle he made with his own hands in this life, and its commemorative significance is extraordinary. Unless he's really short of money, he'd be a fool to sell the car.
Looking at this stainless steel polished Prince car, the head of the military division's repair factory, Old Ma, immediately began to think: The child of Commissar Lin's family is indeed a student of a national key university, look at his skills... Our military district also has many rough men, I wonder if he can let him make some deals?
At that time, people were more down-to-earth. Lin Hongfei was also considered to be an old horse who had been watching him grow up since he was a child. The two families had a relatively familiar relationship. As soon as the old horse had this idea in his mind, he immediately spoke out, "Hongfei, you're so good at engines?"
"It's okay," Lin Hongfei didn't know what old Comrade Ma was thinking in his heart, and he readily agreed. Having developed in the United States, he had forgotten about the domestic notion of being reserved, humble, and low-key. He had just returned not long ago, and when facing elders, he could still remind himself in his heart, but if there were no elders around, the "straightforwardness" in his heart would immediately be revealed. "As long as it's not too difficult, there shouldn't be a big problem."
"Alright! Old Horse comrade slapped his thigh, and Old Ma comrade, who was used to everyone's humble and low-key style, immediately interpreted Lin Hongfei's words as: It's not a big deal, we can solve it for you right away."
"Well, I'll be straightforward," the military men were all straightforward, and Lao Ma was also a soldier, so he wouldn't be polite to Lin Hongfei. Pointing at the two cars parked in the yard, "Hongfei, the power of this car, I think it's not enough, can you help me fix it?"
"What's this?" Lin Hongfei glanced at the military vehicle twice, "Alright, Uncle Ma, what degree do you plan to take it to?"
"Really can?" Old Horse Comrade excitedly rubbed his hands, "If so, my request is not too high... Can you make this car more powerful?"
Is it just about increasing the power and torque? This is too simple, even a ordinary car repairman on the street can handle this kind of thing after more than ten years. For Lin Hongfei, there's no difficulty at all. "Alright, I'll go back and think about how to do it, come back in two days and fix it for you."
To be honest, the 750 motorcycle is not that great. It's still the technology from Germany during World War II. But because of our own processing precision being off, the maximum horsepower is only 24, not to mention all sorts of small problems. Anyone who rides a motorcycle for a year will instantly become a skilled motorcycle repair technician.
In an era where 750cc motorcycles generally have over 60 horsepower, a 24-horsepower 750cc motorcycle is too embarrassing. In the past, people had no choice, but suddenly Lin Hongfei was able to squeeze out 25 horsepower from a 250cc motorcycle, which makes the 750cc big brother feel ashamed?
Later generations had a great god who modified the 750cc with 24 horsepower, and finally came out with a "monster" with 40 horsepower. Lin Hongfei didn't plan to get 40 horsepower, that would require too many changes, but upgrading to 32 horsepower wasn't too difficult.
"Alright! Good kid, follow your dad," Comrade Lao Ma was even more delighted, and patted Lin Hongfei's shoulder forcefully. "Don't worry, if you need anything from our side in the future, just come over."
The children of Deputy Chief of Staff Lin came over to use the tools here. What a small matter.
"Alright, Uncle Ma. I'll be bothering you a lot from now on, as long as you don't mind me coming over to bother you." Lin Hongfei didn't stand on ceremony and agreed directly. His innate love for machinery made Lin Hongfei know that he would definitely come to the repair workshop often in the future, and having a good relationship with the boss of the repair workshop would be greatly beneficial to him.
"No need to be polite," Old Horse laughed, showing his back teeth, and waved his hand generously. "Feel free to come whenever you want, no need to stand on ceremony."
The old horse had his own plan, who was the child of Deputy Chief of Staff Lin's family? In ancient times, that would be the first champion, a Wenqu star-like figure. Looking at this kid's skills, tsk... in half a month, he actually managed to make a motorcycle that even our country can't produce, what kind of ability is this?
The careless child at home is now in high school, with poor grades, and can only be considered mid-to-lower level in the class. Old Ma has been worried about this: if he can't get into college, it will be a big loss of face for him in the military district. However, since there's an opportunity for the child to interact more with the children of Vice Director Lin, maybe he can ask Hongfei to tutor his own child. Although getting into a top-tier university is not expected, who knows, maybe the child can get into a vocational college?