The work of the two came to an end, and then they started chatting.

"Jiubu has made a calculator recently, you know."

The thin old man spoke, and it seemed that he was in great interest.

The uncle shook his head, "I just came back, I don't know."

"What is a calculator?"

The thin old man smiled, "I should let Lao Chen tell me."

Speaking of this, the thin old man smiled even more happily. Uncle didn't understand why, so he looked at Tang Mingyue.

When Tang Mingyue saw the thin old man waved his hand, she stepped forward and explained, "The nine-piece calculator is a small computer that can calculate addition, subtraction, multiplication and division."

"Chief Chen sent ten people to hold abacus and compete with the calculator for a long time, but these ten people would have some mistakes."

"But there is no error in this calculator."

The uncle was very curious about this, "With such a machine? Then Old Chen should be happy."

"Originally, Chen was happy, but President Peng found out about this, and then..."

"Then let Lao Peng snatch it away."

The thin old man then spoke, which surprised the uncle.

"Can Lao Peng do this?"

The thin old man nodded and said, "It's for 701."

“701?”

"Yes, they want to use a calculator to process some data."

My uncle naturally knew the importance of intelligence information.

But, what kind of calculator is really useful?

"Look back, I'll go and have a look."

"I guess it's strong enough. With Lao Peng's temperament, I must go there. If you want to see it, you have to wait."

Uncle Wenyan smiled, "It doesn't matter. If you can do one, you can continue to do it, just wait."

......

701 station.

Mr. Peng walked in with six calculators, walked around under the guidance of several guards, passed by an open area, and finally came to the center of the station.

The surroundings are isolated by high walls, and nothing inside is visible from the outside.

The door opened and after walking for a while, Mr. Peng saw someone playing basketball in front of him, and there were many people shouting on the side of the court, cheering loudly.

Mr. Peng didn't care, and walked around the venue for a while before coming to another yard.

This is a yard that is only a big size just now. The difference is that there is no basketball court in the middle, and there are only stone tables.

At this time, there was someone in front of each table holding paper and pen carefully calculating what was happening.

There were people running back and forth in the middle. Whenever someone raised his hand, he would quickly run over and pick up the paper on the table.

On the other hand, after seeing this scene, someone will send new paper over.

Then the man continued to lower his head to calculate.

Mr. Peng did not come forward to disturb him, but walked around from the side.

After entering the door, the scene in the room was busier than outside.

From time to time, you can hear someone shouting, and a hula sound came out. On the huge blackboard ahead, four or five people were counting with chalk.

Mr. Peng looked back at the few people, signaled to get the things, and then walked inside.

"This data is wrong. I have forgotten it three times, three looks. There must be problems. Let's calculate it."

"These two numbers are correct, but we need to confirm again and we cannot miss any opportunity."

"Director Zheng, there are differences in these numbers, and I need to calculate it again. I apply to use a calculator."

The chaotic sound came, and you can imagine how chaotic the situation inside was.

Then a familiar voice rang out.

"Comrades, the password is mathematics."

"Odd, even, prime, combined, multiple, power, etc."

"These theorems, definitions, each have the right way to design the password."

"Same way, you can use these methods to calculate passwords."

"So, comrades, we must use the mathematical thinking we have to think and discover in order to solve the difficult password..."

Director Zheng stood on the steps, holding a bunch of data reports in his hand, shouting at everyone.

Next to him, several people were gathering in front of a calculator, constantly reporting numbers and then recording data.

At this time, when he saw President Peng bringing people in, Director Zheng quickly put down the report in his hand and walked forward quickly.

Then he said politely to Mr. Peng, "Chief, you are here" and set his eyes on the five calculators behind him.

"In addition to the second machine machine, they also need to use it. The others and the ones produced are brought."

"Thank you, thank you so much."

“It’s too timely.”

Director Zheng said, and hurriedly arranged for someone to send the calculator.

During this period, they have tried it and they have mastered the performance of the calculator.

As long as it is within the algorithm, it can be calculated accurately.

This saves a lot more than manpower and material resources.

"By the way, that Starlight One is a commemoration, and I will return it to Nine Units at that time."

Director Zheng shrugged after hearing this, "Let them get a new one."

Hearing Yanpeng, he was speechless. This was borrowed by him, but it turned out to be stolen.

More importantly, even someone’s first calculator is necessary. Is this necessary?

Director Zheng doesn’t have so many ideas. In his eyes, what he created is for use. If he puts it in a museum, wouldn’t it be a waste of resources?

If you want to let go, you have to wait until it is eliminated before letting go.

"Hurry, if you get the calculator, calculate it quickly."

"Others regroup and continue to calculate."

People around him nodded after hearing this.

At this time, Director Zheng took Mr. Peng into the inner room and saw someone inside with headphones listening carefully, and the ash on his hands became old.

Another person was wearing a cotton coat, only his head was exposed, and he was muttering something in his mouth.

The next second, the person will press the button in front of him, and then a red light bulb will flash not far away, and then the person below will start copying with a pen.

There are two and a half-old boys further away. You can tell at a glance that they are twins. At this time, they are also wearing headphones and shaking their heads.

Mr. Peng couldn't help but be curious after seeing it.

Director Zheng did not disturb him but walked aside and came to the resting place.

"Chief, many people here are strange, don't be surprised."

"However, I would rather call them geniuses."

Mr. Peng nodded after hearing this, "Talk you, genius, I know one too."

"Yang Xiaotao?"

Director Zheng took out a cigarette and wanted to divide it, but thought that the other party would not suck it, so he didn't give it to him.

This cigarette is not cheap.

"Yes. Do you know?"

Director Zheng shook his head, "I have paid attention to it before, and he is a genius with great talent in learning."

"In layman's terms, it's just that you learn everything quickly, but it doesn't match our needs, so you didn't invite me."

Mr. Peng nodded, feeling a little glad. Fortunately, there was no invitation, otherwise there would not be the nine pieces today.

Just when President Peng was glad, Director Zheng changed the subject, "But now it seems that I'm wrong."

"We believe enough that he is an amazing genius just because he created this calculator."

"I think this kind of person who can assist in deciphering work should be sucked into 701, and maybe he will make a better machine."

Director Zheng said seriously, but President Peng smiled and shook his head, "Old Zheng, this is not what he presided over."
To be continued...