"Um!"

"What's wrong?"

"So I turn around, it feels hot! Let's take a look later."

"Huh! Huh! Huh!" The wheel combination, the wood gears rotate and the sound of gold wire wrapping around "cry, squeak". At this time, the table in the bamboo house was the sound of Zhang Yang's simple hand-crank charger, and the two poles of the golden wire were equipped with the positive and negative poles of the mobile phone battery panel. After debugging, Zhang Yang could figure it out.

However, it has to be said that some ironic thing is that playing with such a thing in ancient times is really a time traveling, and even looking at it is very funny. Zhang Yang kept turning, keeping his eyes on the temperature of the broken silver. He touched it from time to time, and Zhang Yang didn't dare to turn too fast, although that was very dynamic.

But if you are not careful, you have to completely scrap the "tofu" he has worked hard to assemble. So Zhang Yang is very careful, and the golden silk is very precious. In such an era, he is very careful not to bother Murong Yan again. Although he doesn't know where Murong Yan got it, he is indeed very careful and seems to be very careful in manipulating this thing.

"Can you feel the temperature when you touch it? The pile of silver on this iron block." Zhang Yang was afraid that his body temperature was too high. After all, he was a man, and Zhang Yang was a hot-blooded man with a relatively high temperature, so he said to Qingchen, who had been staring at this thing like him.

"Ah?...Oh, OK." Qingchen seemed very surprised, because in her eyes all this was both curious and unknown fear, just like some kind of evil sacrificial witchcraft. When Qingchen heard Zhang Yang want to touch him, she felt a little burdened, stared at Zhang Yang's spinning thing, this strange object on the table.

At the same time, he looked at Zhang Yang again, as if he had made a big decision, so he slowly stretched out and slowly approached the pile of broken silver that Zhang Yang said, which was the upper part of the middle iron block of this strange device, where the gold wire was wrapped around it.

"Don't be afraid, dizzy! This thing won't bite you."

"Ah!~oh!"

"Haha, it's really-ah!" Zhang Yang saw that Qingchen seemed to be afraid of floods and beasts, and was afraid of being bitten by snakes, insects, rats and ants. Although the old saying goes: "If you don't touch insects, insects will not bite your hands." However, no matter how this thing looks, it is not something that can hurt people. Moreover, Zhang Yang also built some wood bamboo frames outside, so it is insulated, not to mention that Abe's weak point does not feel at all.

However, seeing Qingchen's appearance, it was the first time Zhang Yang saw Qingchen's cold and snowy fairy, who was very cold in white, actually showed the same look as if she was afraid of ghosts, with a cautious look in her eyes. Naturally, Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile and said, "Don't be cute anymore. If you see too much cuteness, you won't grow up. You are not a cute person."

Qingchen glanced at Zhang Yang, and finally got up with the courage. When he reached out to approach the pile of silver in the device, he stretched out his right hand's slender jade finger and pointed it very quickly and quickly, and then quickly left the original place. Zhang Yang, who was rotating the hand-crank device, had a drop of cold sweat on his forehead: sweating! He thought to himself: "Damn, are you so scared? When you picked up your phone and talked to a black box, why didn't you feel scared!"

"How is it? Do you feel it? Friend, you are so cute and grown up. I can see it. I continue to shake it. If you don't feel it, you can touch it carefully now! It's just a fight, and you're like you clicking on others." Zhang Yang understood his words very clearly. He didn't think Qingchen would feel the thing on the opposite side hot all of a sudden. No matter how sensitive the five senses are, it seems that it's not that simple.

Qingchen also knew that she was too timid and she didn't feel anything. However, after eating crabs for the first time, Qingchen was not worried. At this time, she found that there was nothing, so she reached out to such a thing again, and touched the pile of silver in the middle of the device again, and Zhang Yang's thermal energy sensing device set up.

Qingchen stretched out his hand and gently touched it, but did not stop it very quickly this time. Instead, after touching it for a while, he frowned and looked at Zhang Yang and said, "I felt a little temperature, but it was so small! It seemed like some heat was flowing inside. It was very magical, but it was really subtle. If you don't feel it carefully, you can't feel it. That's the case. How about it? Is this result okay? - Zhang Yang."

"Is there any temperature? A little bit, um? - I think about what happened, how could it be so small? Such a simple hand-crank charger is really difficult to provide conversion! I can only shake it for a while. Oh, the electronic and mechanical foundations are not enough, otherwise it would be better to get the solar energy."

Zhang Yang was helpless, but there was no way to do this, but he was not his temperament. Naturally, he would still continue to do it. At this time, Zhang Yang continued to shake the handshake device and slightly accelerated the speed, but he didn't dare to be too powerful. After all, it was very simple - he was afraid of falling apart!

Zhang Yang at this time really regrets that he had not learned the knowledge of basic physics and basic electronics and mechanical engineering well, otherwise he would have found technology suitable for the Ming Dynasty to be used to convert it into electricity.

——You know, now there is an era of gunpowder, and the Ming Dynasty's technology is currently in the world's leading position. Zhang Yang can do a lot of things. It won't take long for "The Art of Heaven to Open Things" to be based on the things that came out of this era, a very powerful science and technology book, but it probably has nothing to do with Zhang Yang now. After all, no one knows whether Zhang Yang was still here at that time, right?

The sound of "Huhuhuhuhu!" continued to come out, and the tone increased a little. Zhang Yang accelerated the speed of hand-cranking. The sound was obviously much higher. Qingchen looked at Zhang Yang's hand-cranking thing, and then looked at Zhang Yang.

Although he didn't say anything, seeing Zhang Yang looking expectant and valued, he knew that Zhang Yang was very concerned about the strange thing in front of him at this time. Qingchen didn't know what to do, so he could only stretch out his fingers and touch the pile of silver in the middle of the device again and said, "The heat has increased a lot, and the heat has become obvious! Well, I will touch it every few seconds."
Chapter completed!