Chapter Thirteen Diesel Engine

  Since it's sepsis, that makes things easier. Dr. Yang is absolutely a divine doctor when it comes to treating this type of disease. Soon, Zhuang Han hastily carried a 14 or 15-year-old girl into the office.

  This is a lovely red-haired little angel, although not yet fully developed, but the figure has already been quite large, under the expectation of the strong man's gaze and Larson's curious gaze, Yang Shenyi opened his medicine box, took out a small medicine box, and then pulled out a strange square container from it. There were twelve long cylindrical pills of two colors on the container.

  Yang Shen Yi smiled and looked around, under the gaze of the crowd, he took out a ceftriaxone pill. The bacteria in the Republic of China had developed resistance to it ten years ahead of time because of him, so the upper class in Europe and America had already switched to using ceftriaxone.

  Then he poured a grain of ceftriaxone into the cup, added water to dissolve it, and with a serious face like the Queen Mother of the West giving Chang'e the elixir of immortality, said to the robust man: "Give her half of this to drink, then observe her condition here first."

  Zhuang Han held the water cup with his calloused hands, trembling slightly, and with the help of the female secretary, carefully fed the medicine to his younger sister, then sat there staring intently.

  As a result, there was nothing more to say, and before long, the little angel who had been burning with fever began to come down.

  "Yang, it's simply too miraculous." General Larsson, who had not left, exclaimed in amazement. He was well aware that the high fever of sepsis had reached this point, and basically, one could have prepared for the worst. Yet, with just half a small pill, he was pulled back from the hands of death.

  As for the robust man, he looked so excited that he was a bit at a loss, running to Yang Feng who was giving another patient an injection and directly kneeling down on one knee. It's worth noting that Europeans don't usually do this sort of thing, except when dealing with their monarchs or beautiful women.

  "Sir, although I don't have money to pay for your medical expenses, but I can help you with anything." He said excitedly.

  Yang Feng looked at his two-meter height, his sturdy physique like a brown bear, and nodded calmly before saying: "Alright, from now on you'll follow me as my bodyguard, and your sister can also follow me as a maid."

  This guy had long noticed that the calluses on his palms were worn out from holding guns for many years, and as for his sister, the little maid was a favorite of many people.

  After finishing his patients for the day, Yang Da Boss immediately went to the factory with Ericsson. The first diesel engine of Yang's Power System Company has been produced. This 15-horsepower internal combustion engine has a speed of 1,500 revolutions per minute and a thermal efficiency of as high as 30%. This data can be said to have left all current power machinery far behind, and it is still using the cheapest diesel fuel at present, which also means that this is an engine with a brilliant commercial prospect.

  "Yang, we can totally scale it up and use it as a power source for generators, ships, even trains," Erickson said enthusiastically.

  "Of course, you think I built this machine just for use on tractors? The historical significance of this machine is no less than Watt's first steam engine." Yang Feng said calmly.

  However, the engine has been made, and other parts of the tractor will take some time. Everything else is fine, but the wheels are a bit troublesome. The rubber factory is still under construction, and because there are many new technologies involved, Yang Feng doesn't plan to outsource it to others. In that case, it will indeed take some time. It's estimated that at least half a year is needed before he can see his tractor tires.

  "This won't do, can't let one wheel drag down the entire plan." Yang Feng muttered to himself as he gazed at the single-cylinder diesel engine in operation.

  "Yang, actually we can use iron wheels or even wooden wheels and then wrap rubber around them." Eriksson reminded him cautiously that the machine itself plus the body weight was not much, and there were plenty of solid woods in Sweden's original forests that could withstand its weight, and wrapping rubber on the outside would definitely work.

  "This idea is not bad, anyway this thing is mainly used as a sample now, and the main purpose is not transportation, but as agricultural machinery for plowing, sowing, transporting grain, using iron wheels temporarily is completely possible, and we can also tell buyers that after the rubber wheel is made, we will replace the wheels for them for free." Yang Feng said.

  This makes it easier to come by, and you don't even need to make the wheels yourself. You can just go to a carriage factory that specializes in heavy-load carriages and buy their wheels. In fact, modern cars still use this kind of thing. The real pneumatic tire wasn't invented until 1894, but of course, that's ancient history now that Boss Yang has already invented it.

  So Mr. Yang's first tractor was finally assembled, and looking at this strange little hand-held device in front of him, he felt that it was a bit too flashy. Next came the advertising campaign, where he invited reporters from mainstream newspapers in Sweden and several neighboring countries to Gothenburg, including his friend's newspaper, which had become increasingly popular in London thanks to our wild friend and its owner's reputation.

  Finally, in front of more than a hundred reporters and some Swedish parliamentarians who were close to Eriksson, it must be mentioned that Eriksson was a member of the newly established National Socialist Party of Sweden and also a follower of the great revolutionary teacher.

  Under the gaze of these onlookers, Boss Yang personally took the helm and drove his little hand-held car directly out of the factory. Of course, this was mainly because no one else knew how to drive it. This was a brand new type of vehicle after all. As the little car whizzed by in front of them, all the onlookers couldn't help but let out exclamations of amazement.

  But what happened next left them even more stunned. Boss Yang directly drove the tractor off the road and onto the rugged wilderness, where it moved as smoothly as a crawling insect, crossing gullies and ravines with ease. It even drove into a nearby small river, fording water nearly half a meter deep to reach the other side, then climbed up the riverbank, turned around, and drove back again.

  "Gentlemen, this is not just a means of transportation, it's also an all-purpose agricultural machine." Boss Yang stopped the tractor in front of the audience and said. After that, with the help of workers, he removed the trailer and hung up the plow to start plowing the land. At this time, the eyeballs of those onlookers almost popped out.

  After leveling the land with a cultivator, he immediately hooked up a seeder and directly sowed wheat in the newly opened land, at which point those onlookers were almost stunned silly.

  "Next, let's show you the loading capacity of this tractor. However, I must explain that due to the matching rubber tires not being manufactured yet, its loading capacity is severely limited. Of course, pulling a ton of goods is still no problem." The goods continued to say, and then in front of the audience, directly loaded half a truck of soil and continued to pretend to be a big crawling insect.

  The sensational effect created by this performance lasted for almost half a year, bringing countless orders to the Yang Power System Company, and even in distant America, large batches of orders appeared. However, the Yang company would not sell to just anyone, with simple standards: only countries that have approved his patent applications will be sold. The first batch was only Sweden, Britain, and Germany. Anyway, with current production capacity, he cannot supply them all, so it's better to urge these guys on, but those are things for the future.

  After completing the performance and sending off the guests, Yang Feng immediately began to formally establish his R&D center, with the goal of developing larger diesel engines. The first project was to increase the power to over 50 horsepower, which would enable the production of heavy-duty tractors.

  The second step is to manufacture multi-cylinder diesel engines, with a power increase of over 100 horsepower, which would be sufficient for building trucks. By increasing the cylinder diameter, it should also be enough for shipping. This process should take no more than a year. Anyway, there are design drawings, so let the beautiful female avatar create a prototype. The R&D department here is just copying from the original, even if they can't produce an identical one, it's okay if it's slightly larger.

  "Our shipyard must start construction now, of course it's best to just buy one if possible." Yang Feng said to Ericsson.

  "No problem, it's already in Gothenburg." Eriksson patted his chest and said that to be honest, he had been living in a dream for some time. In just a few months, a huge business empire had taken shape in his hands, and he still owned 10% of the core shares, which was unimaginable in the past.

  Building a battleship with diesel engine is definitely not suitable, even if it's a small one, the most that can be built is a cruiser, now being able to build a torpedo boat is enough. In recent years, the Russians have just achieved their first sinking record with a torpedo boat, this thing is in vogue, and the shallow waters of the Baltic Sea are also very suitable for it, building it will definitely not worry about no one buying it, and even if the performance is good enough, it can be sold to several major powers, they buy other people's battleships, cruisers a bit scary to hear, but thinking about buying a torpedo boat still doesn't have much to worry about.

  It's just that we need to make torpedoes now, the current ones are too bad, and they're not much better than suicidal attacks. For the safety of the torpedo boat crew, we need to give them steam-powered torpedoes with gyroscopes, which would be perfect. I don't know if our current technology can make it happen, but who cares? It's just a matter of how many beautiful women's portraits are made, and this way is better, so that others won't copy us. Boss Yang has finally found something good to enter the high-end military equipment market.

  What's more, he found a good way to deal with the Japanese Navy during the First Sino-Japanese War, getting dozens of torpedo boats with speeds over 30 knots, using torpedoes with ranges over 2,500 meters and equipped with gyrocompasses for directional stability, which would probably make the entire Combined Fleet kneel.

  Should we sell it to the Beiyang Fleet later? If it's cheaper for the Japanese in the end, then they'll be at a loss. Who cares, let's build it first and talk about it later! Just thinking about using the torpedo boat to bully the combined fleet makes Boss Yang laugh with joy.