94: From Technological Warfare to Space Empire

Chapter 77 Ethanol Gasoline: Among the World's Best!



Chapter 77 Ethanol Gasoline: Among the World's Best!

1994 3 Month 14 Day.

The day before the third 315 Consumer Rights Day is destined to go down in history.

At 5 a.m., the Sinopec experimental team had been up all night.

Since Lin Yu gave them that formula

They continuously adjusted the ethanol gasoline production process by referencing various parameters.

Initially, it was ethanol produced in the laboratory.

Then came the fermentation and ethanol distillation of old grains transferred from the grain depot.

At the moment of the ignition test, everyone held their breath, widened their eyes, and waited for a miracle to occur.

The engine ran smoothly, and the numbers on the exhaust emission meter left the engineers present speechless.

It contains 0% lead and has an octane rating of 91.3.

It has completely caught up with international standards.

It's important to know that this excludes Japan and the United States.

In this era, very few countries on Earth have achieved the unleaded processing of gasoline.

The United States is technologically advanced, while Japan benefited from its golden age.

In addition, even the EU and Russia failed to meet the standards.

Even the complete global ban on leaded gasoline was only reached in 2021.

Chief Engineer Chen, the head of the experimental team, took off his glasses and slammed his palms against his cheeks to try to calm himself down.

"Finally... finally there's a replacement."

"Lin Yu, right? Well done!"

"I really want to get to know him better."

After Chief Engineer Chen finished speaking, he received unanimous approval from everyone in the laboratory.

They understand about tetraethyl lead; they know about it.

Their usual research focuses on the unleaded treatment of gasoline.

But despite trying various methods, they still couldn't achieve the results they wanted.

Now that a replacement has emerged, they are the ones who understand best what this means.

At the same time, in the compound, Chief Hou and his assistants were answering phone calls one after another.

He was originally in the secret service.

But ever since Lin Yu arrived, Chief Hou has had a lot more work to do, helping Lin Yu smooth things over.

Now, most people with connections know that regarding Lin Yu, you should contact him directly and let him decide whether or not to proceed.

Although he was busy, he was happy to do it.

He wouldn't refuse even if you tripled the amount of busyness he was doing.

"Sir, the newspaper has sent an application saying that another major newspaper also plans to reprint that article with all its might, and print an additional 200 million copies."

"Sir, there's a call from CCTV. They want to reserve three minutes in tonight's 7 p.m. news segment specifically to report on this matter."

"Sir, we received a call from the Ministry of Health. They have urgently formed an expert team and will launch a large-scale health survey of residents. They would like to ask Lin Yu if he has any new methods for alleviating the poisoning?"

The first few went well; Commander Hou issued various instructions in an orderly manner.

But when he heard the last one, he was stunned.

What do they take Lin Yu for? An all-powerful wish-granting machine?

Even if Lin Yu is a genius, he couldn't possibly be this genius, could he?

Do I need his help even to treat poisoning?

Although Chief Hou was somewhat puzzled, after thinking about it, he still sent a letter to Lin Yu.

He couldn't say for sure, but if it were Lin Yu, he probably would have a way.

Commander Hou put down the phone, gazed at the rising sun outside the window, and murmured to himself:

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, you've really set this fire on fire."

Yes, the fire has burned beyond everyone's imagination.

At 8 a.m., long queues formed at newsstands throughout Beijing.

The newspaper was reprinted five times, but demand still exceeded supply.

The news spread far faster than anyone expected.

As a result, newspaper sales increased exponentially.

This level of sales completely crushed the last vestiges of hope for those private factory owners.

They used to dream that ordinary people wouldn't read newspapers.

Thinking that washing it later would turn the situation around.

But now, nobody buys just one copy at the newsstand.

A middle-aged man riding a bicycle bought 20 portions in one go, saying he was going to send them to relatives and friends back home.

Even the newspaper article about the previous invasive species was dug up again and circulated in the market.

At 9 a.m., the radio station's call-in program was completely overwhelmed.

The telephone indicator light in the control room rang from morning till night, and the operators worked in three shifts, but they were still overwhelmed.

"I've been driving for 15 years, and I have headaches every day. I always thought it was just from being tired!"

"My son is eight years old. His teacher says he has trouble concentrating and tells me to discipline him more. What's the point of disciplining him? I should move and get completely away from those toxic factories!"

"Where's Wu Xiangrong? I'm going to smash his factory!"

The angry public sentiment was transmitted throughout the city via radio waves.

At this moment, Wu Xiangrong was hiding in the oil refinery, with seven or eight private factory owners sitting in front of him.

Amidst the swirling smoke, everyone's face looked ashen, as if their mother had just died.

They dared not go out.

Seeing the situation was turning against him, he locked the refinery gates tightly. But now the gates are still crowded with people.

There were drivers demanding an explanation, and onlookers watching the spectacle.

Most importantly, there were those reporters carrying cameras.

With them around, Wu Xiangrong didn't dare show his face at all.

"Wu Xiangrong, get out here!"

"Unscrupulous merchants, give me back my health!"

The shouts from the crowd grew louder and louder.

His plan to take action against Lin Yu again was aborted before it could even begin.

His men, including his underlings, were all trapped and died in the factory.

Inside the refinery's perimeter wall, Wu Xiangrong watched this scene with a grim expression.

Behind him, several owners of a private factory alliance huddled together, their faces filled with fear.

"Angkor, what do we do now? There are more and more people outside!"

"Look at the mess you've made! Of all people to mess with, you had to go and provoke Lin Yu."

Wu Xiangrong stubbed out his cigar sharply and glared at the person who had spoken.

"At this point, are you sure you want to start an internal conflict?"

"What are you afraid of? This is nothing!"

"If we can't get out ourselves, we'll contact our people outside. I'll play along!"

He turned around, grabbed the phone, and dialed a number.

"Hey, Lao Li, has that shipment arrived yet?"

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone.

"It's here. It can be delivered to various gas stations tonight."

"good!"

Wu Xiangrong grinned maliciously.

"Tell the brothers that from today onwards, all gas stations should keep the same story: Lin Yu's article is a fabrication."

"If Lin Yu is really capable, he should change the national standard."

Even now, Wu Xiangrong still believes he can still stir up trouble and control everything.

……

On the other side, the very top group of people in academia remained silent as they looked at Lin Yu's recent articles.

Petrochemicals, environmental protection, aerospace materials.

rd-170 engine.

Stealth plasma coating for fighter jets.

Frontier advances in condensed matter physics.

"What kind of monster is this kid?"

"Tell me, everyone, how should we reward him this time?"

"I've been dissatisfied with tetraethyl lead for a long time."

"But unfortunately, I'm not a chemical engineer, and those who are don't have any methods that can be applied on a large scale."

Academician Wang spoke with a touch of melancholy, followed by Academician Zhou, who spoke with a hint of excitement.

He studies condensed matter physics.

"Although he did a great job with the lead-based gasoline, it was still a waste of the boy's academic talent."

"Song Zhiwei said that Lin Yu likes research that is not subject to constraints, so let's submit an application to the higher authorities and get approval for a research institute that is solely for him."


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