"A clay figurine also has three points of temper. An uninvited leader who berates people without rhyme or reason, Jing Mingqiu wasn't going to be polite. He retorted directly, "Why can't we use old parts?"
Xuan Mingliang raised his voice. "Old parts are unstable and prone to accidents during use..."
Before he could finish, Jing Mingqiu interrupted him. "You say old parts are unstable? Are new parts stable? The quality of a part depends on its own quality, not its age."
"According to your logic, new parts will eventually become old parts. Does that mean we have to replace parts every day!"
Jing Mingqiu's firm stance caught Xuan Mingliang by surprise. He didn't continue the argument but changed the subject.
"Let's see what it can do. Talking is useless. I'll contact the power station immediately and conduct a practical test of the lithography machine as soon as possible."
"There's no need to contact the power station," Jing Mingqiu said, walking behind the lithography machine and picking up a common three-pin plug. "The lithography machine I modified has a built-in voltage transformation module. Household circuits are sufficient to support its normal operation."
Xuan Mingliang, who already doubted Jing Mingqiu's abilities, lost all hope for the lithography machine upon hearing this. Lithography machines, as large industrial equipment, consume a lot of energy. Even with a transformer, how could the weak current of household wiring support such a massive machine?
However, Jing Mingqiu was invited by Fang Haosi and others, so Xuan Mingliang decided to show them face. He composed himself and pointed to the lithography machine beside him.
"In that case, Jing Mingqiu, I, as the chief engineer of the Longguo chip manufacturing department, approve your application. You can proceed with the power-on test now."
However, before he could even speak, Jing Mingqiu had already plugged in the connector.
"Click!"
With a crisp sound, as Jing Mingqiu pressed the start button, the power indicator lights on the lithography machine, located in the center of the workshop, lit up. The internal mechanical arms retracted, and the entire lithography machine seemed to come alive.
"Da Niu, chips!"
Jing Mingqiu called out, and Zhao Da Niu, who had been waiting, immediately handed over a whole box of blank chips.
"Clack!"
After the chips were fed into the lithography machine, the scanning red light at the top of the machine flashed rapidly. After completing the analysis, over twenty mechanical arms extended simultaneously, instantly completing the classification of the chips.
Xuan Mingliang was momentarily stunned. Scanning objects and directional identification were not highly advanced technologies, but completing such precise scanning in such a short time was somewhat beyond his expectations.
Jing Mingqiu didn't bother with what he was thinking. Once all the lithography machines finished classifying and identifying the chips, he immediately instructed He Yongwen to activate the engraving function according to the planned scheme.
"Sizzle! Sizzle!"
Accompanied by a faint smell of burnt odor, two hundred freshly produced chips were presented to everyone.
Jing Mingqiu picked up a chip with tweezers and placed it on a professional testing instrument. After a quick inspection, he gently shook his head, preparing to put the chip back.
"Young people are always so impatient," Xuan Mingliang said, seeing this. He rushed over and took the testing instrument from Jing Mingqiu's hand. "I told you long ago that making large lithography machines isn't easy..."
Xuan Mingliang was about to lecture Jing Mingqiu and guide him onto the right path, but when he lowered his head and saw the readings, he froze. The words he was about to say stopped abruptly!
"0.1 nanometers, one angstrom. How is this possible? With current technology, how can chips with an angstrom precision be produced? The testing instrument must be faulty."
He tried another instrument, and the result was the same. Then he tried another instrument and another chip...
Unknowingly, an hour passed. Jing Mingqiu not only successfully processed all the blank chips in the laboratory's inventory into high-end chips with an angstrom precision but also reprocessed the scrap chips left over from their previous experiments. The discarded chips were also transformed into high-end chips with an angstrom precision (0.1 nanometers).
"Brother Jing," He Yongwen tried to maintain a serious expression, but the joy in his eyes was undeniable. "We succeeded! All fifty thousand chips have been engraved, producing a total of thirty-six different types of chips."
"The chip precision ranges from one angstrom to five nanometers, and the engraving difficulty varies from single-line spirals to double-line intertwining..."
"In conclusion, based on the random inspection results, the pass rate for chips produced by the lithography machine in this test was ninety-nine percent."
Zhao Da Niu wasn't as reserved as He Yongwen. He ran over laughing and gave Jing Mingqiu a bear hug.
"Brother Jing, you're amazing. I arranged three teams to help move the chips, but they couldn't keep up with the operating speed of this lithography machine."
"According to incomplete calculations, if connected to a production line and operating at full power, the normal speed of this lithography machine should be 100,000 chips per hour. If overloaded, it can reach 120,000 per hour."
"The lithography machine used by the Bangzi country, the euA type, their production speed is 70,000 pieces per hour, barely reaching 70% of our normal operation, and their scrap rate is particularly high, with at least 30% defective products in every batch."
"Rounding up, our lithography machine is equivalent to two of theirs!"
Upon hearing this news, everyone was overjoyed and couldn't help but applaud. The applause was like a tide, resounding throughout the workshop.
Amidst the cheers, Xuan Mingliang finally snapped back to reality. He walked past the celebrating crowd, his eyes burning with fervor as he stared intently at Jing Mingqiu, who stood in front of the lithography machine with a furrowed brow. After all, this lithography machine, which surpassed the entire world in precision, output, and energy consumption, leaving other countries far behind, had all its modifications completed under Jing Mingqiu's command.
However, Xuan Mingliang still didn't understand something. The performance of this lithography machine had exceeded his imagination, so why did Jing Mingqiu still appear so worried and unhappy? It seemed he wasn't very satisfied with the test results.
"Jing Mingqiu," Xuan Mingliang walked through the crowd and patted Jing Mingqiu on the shoulder. "You truly are a hero of this generation! I'm old and can't keep up with the younger generation's thinking. The future of the country relies on you."
"However, I'm very curious. With such excellent test data for this lithography machine, why do you look so dejected? Are there any internal hidden dangers with this machine that they haven't noticed?"