As we all know, the unit of the thermal power plant needs to rotate unremittingly through the impeller in the turbine to generate electricity. Since this process is long-lasting and the work is huge, it will inevitably produce countless frictions and great heat, severely wear the bearings, and even catch fire. Just as the automobile engine needs to be added with lubricating oil, the turbine of the power plant also needs to add something called "turbo oil" to reduce friction and heat dissipation. Because the turbine is always in operation, the "refueling" process is also dynamic, and new turbine oil needs to be added continuously.

The used turbine oil naturally cannot be wasted. They will be filtered by the oil filter to remove mechanical impurities, oxidation by-products, moisture, etc. added to the relatively pure turbine oil into the circulation.

This accident was a leak of a 150,000 kilowatt unit oil filter in the factory. Due to the disconnection of the oil pipe interface, part of the oil leaked to the hot pipe below, causing a fire.

Fortunately, the on-duty personnel discovered this at that time, extinguished the fire source in time, immediately informed the superiors, suspended the operation of the unit, and urgently repaired it. Finally, the unit was restarted within 3 hours, which did not cause any major disaster.

The result is good, but the process is very difficult. Assuming that the on-duty staff did not discover it in time, giving the fire a few minutes may cause a fire or even an explosion in the entire unit. A 150,000 kilowatt unit is an absolutely expensive state-owned asset in this era. Putting aside this issue, if the unit is stopped, the Jibei Power Plant will directly lose 150,000 kilowatts of power generation capacity, affecting the operation of the entire North China power grid. The entire factory will bear the production responsibility, and even Niu Dameng will probably be in trouble.

After understanding the causes and consequences, Zhang Yifu couldn't help but nodded. Niu Dameng looked rough, but he was still careful. On the surface, this accident was just a hidden danger and did not produce serious consequences. He was a bit of a big deal in this way, but in the power plant, an accident was a big deal. No matter how big this kind of safety problem was, it was not an exaggeration to prevent problems before they happened.

At the same time, Zhang Yifu couldn't help but think of his father's words.

Safety, safety first.

"What? Do you have any ideas?" Qiu Ling's disdainful voice broke Zhang Yifu's reverie, "Have you seen those machines? Do I want me to explain the principle of the oil filter?"

Seeing that Zhang Yifu didn't say anything for a long time, Niu Dameng quickly smoothed out and said, "Yifu has just arrived and has not fully understood the power plant facilities. In this way, Qiu Ling, please take him around first, and then talk about it after learning."

"I just said, he couldn't understand these things." Qiu Ling shook his head.

The others also breathed a little relieved. They felt that Niu Dameng was too mythical college students. Everyone was human and they had to work to gain experience. A college student just spent a few years in school. How could he be so amazing?

They didn't know that Zhang Yifu was not unable to understand the principle of the accident, but was thinking about how to express it so as to offend people less. In the end, there were always scapegoats... The most interesting thing about it is that the truth is hidden very deeply. The question of who will take the blame sometimes does not depend on science, but on people.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is not difficult for Zhang Yifu to turn black and white in front of these 90-year-old seniors with his own mouth and what is in his mind.

He pondered over and over again, considering that he was not suitable to make enemies, he simply found the easiest way to solve the problem and everyone was happy.

"Director Niu, leaders, I really don't understand a problem." Zhang Yifu stood up silently, with a confused look on his face.

Qiu Ling waved his hand impatiently and said, "Let me ask later, don't let us join you in the class."

"Anyway, there's only one question, just ask." Niu Dameng waved his arm and decided to give Zhang Yifu a chance.

Zhang Yifu coughed and asked, "Is there no oil pan under our oil filter?"

This is a very silly question. The main silly point is not the person who asked the question, but the person who was questioned.

For example, if your faucet often leaks, it will naturally put a basin underneath to retain the leaked water. So in order to prevent oil leakage from your oil filter, put a basin underneath to collect oil in advance. It seems that as long as your IQ is normal, you will think of it?

Unfortunately, the comrades at the Jibei Power Plant didn't seem to have thought about this problem... Of course, it's not because they are stupid, it's just because there are fewer such accidents, which have not attracted enough attention and insufficient experience. Unlike later power plants, equipping oil pans under the oil filter has become a basic design specification.

With such a simple principle, even people like Niu Dameng, who seemed uneducated, immediately understood it.

The audience was stunned for a long time, and Niu Dameng himself was stunned for a long time. He didn't wake up like a dream when his cigarette butt burned.

Niu Dameng looked at Qiu Ling blankly, and Mumu asked, "Do we... don't have oil pan?"

"This kind of thing...is not in the technical specifications... As a power plant... it is the first time I heard that I need to use oil pans." Qiu Ling swallowed and spitted, then he discovered the core of the problem.

"Where are you? Have you ever heard of oil pan?" Niu Dameng turned to look at the others.

Everyone shook their heads.

At this time, there was only a middle-aged man wearing thick glasses and working uniforms raised his hand and said, "The paper mill next to me seems to have used an oil pan, so we can go over and ask."

"Ask! Ask now!" Niu Dameng slapped the table, staring with his eyes wide open, "I'm just saying it! Since college students can come up with it, there is definitely this thing! Fang Hao, go and ask immediately. If necessary, I can come in person and ask a few to fill in this security loophole quickly! If this matter is done, all the punishments just now will be invalid."

As soon as they heard that "discipline is invalid", everyone immediately became energetic and each of them stood up quickly, and then they were going to hug the man named Fang Hao to the paper mill.

The atmosphere in the venue changed drastically, and it was a happy ending. Zhang Yifu sat down with satisfaction so that he would not have to offend anyone, but instead could help them avoid punishment. Please call me Saint Zhang.

In fact, he himself knew that just as the saint did not exist, everyone was happy that this kind of thing did not exist. Just when someone not far away from him had an invisible increase in the hostility towards him.

As the head of the technical department, Qiu Ling, who has worked for so long, did not expect that the oil pan is so slapped. Instead, a young man discovered this when he came. He was really embarrassed about his face, especially the college student who was mythical by the factory director, who really became a god. This is what he really criticized. He has always been the most skilled and educated person in the factory, and is highly valued by Niu Dameng. Now it seems that a guy is competing for favor with him.
Chapter completed!