Chapter 5: Burn cassette

　　 "Zhang Yang, you came to see your dad, he went to the county leader, not in the factory." The guards saw Zhang Yang and reminded loudly.
　　 "Uncle Qin, I went to the workshop, did it start working today?" Zhang Yang held the box and prepared to sign in the guard room.
　　 "What kind of work is there, where is there work. There is no need to sign, go. Be careful, don't disturb the machine, a lot of power is on, dangerous." Uncle Qin waved his hand.
If he were to be a child of another leader, he really wanted to sign a letter. The gang of guys had to draw things from the factory, but Zhang Zonggong’s boy would be fine. He had never taken the factory even a screw. , Will not disturb any equipment.
　　Only today, I am afraid he guessed wrong.
　　 Zhang Yang entered the workshop and looked at the old-fashioned equipment. This is the latest model five years ago. Now, it may be eliminated in some developed countries, but it is still mainstream equipment in China.
　　 Put the box down, Zhang Yang started rummaging in the workshop. The models of many devices are relatively old, and he doesn't quite understand them. When he developed the game, the conditions were much better than this.
　　 After a long time, I found a DUMP device, but the interface is different.
　　 "Who? Zhang Yang? What are you looking for?" Sun Qiang came over and looked at Zhang Yang curiously.
　　 "I see how to adjust the interface of this DUMP device, I want to copy a few game cassettes." Zhang Yang looked at the people in front of him, familiar, but what's the name?
　　 "Even if you extract the data inside, how do you export it?" Sun Qiang looked at Zhang Yang.
　　 "Burn to a read-only semiconductor memory, isn't there a device over there?" Burning is actually writing the program to the read-only semiconductor memory with the corresponding code.
　　 "But your game cartridge is originally a read-only semiconductor storage?" Sun Qiang asked again.
"It doesn't matter, I can crack the technical protection inside." These are just Nintendo's technology ten years ago, and Nintendo is now focusing on 16-bit game consoles. 8-bit machines are actually abroad, especially in the United States and the island countries. off-production.
　　 "Can you crack it? Then I'll adjust this interface for you. I also want to see how you copy a card and bring it out." Sun Qiang didn't believe it.
　　 How old is Yang Cai, will he use these devices? Also copy the game cassette? Most of them don't know who has heard this theory, so I want to try it myself.
　　Anyway, there are a lot of materials left in the factory, and it is also ash when it is put there. It doesn’t matter if the chief engineer’s son plays two. Didn’t the factory director’s kid take the last one and pat and play.
　　Two hours later, Zhang Yang looked at a naked card in his hand, his face was full of smiles, and the first card was successfully copied.
　　 The subsequent efficiency gradually accelerated, and the cards were burned out and placed in the box next to them.
"Zhang Yang, enough, enough. How many cards have you copied, and it's still a game to copy, one card can't be played?" Sun Qiang saw that Zhang Yang would continue to copy, how much material would it take? .
　　 The loss of materials also has a loss rate. No work was started on this day. As a result, so much material was lost, but it cannot be explained. If the son of the chief engineer is provided, the chief engineer must not wear small shoes for him.
　　 Especially now that the factory director and Shuji have been transferred to find a relationship, this county electronics factory, which is the chief engineer Zhang, is the actual leader.
　　 "Who said I want to play by myself? This is sold out. You can produce as much as you can. But what you said makes sense, then this Contra will not be copied first, and I will copy some tank battles."
Sell? Sell ​​money?
　　 Can someone buy this thing?
　　 Before Sun Qiang wanted to understand, Zhang Yang was busy again.
　　 When Zhang Yang continued to be busy, he suddenly smelled a scent of food. He turned his head and saw that the man had come with two lunch boxes.
　　The words Zhang Weiguang are written on his lunch box, which is his father's lunch box. The name of Sun Qiang was written on the other party's lunch box. Zhang Yang was finally impressed.
　　 Open the lunch box, there are two steamed buns and sauerkraut vermicelli, there is not a bit of meaty, but Zhang Yang also pursed the food cleanly.
　　 "Thank you, brother Sun."
　　 "This was originally prepared for Mr. Zhang. He will definitely not come back at noon depending on the time. You are his son and it is just right for you to eat."
　　 "This dish is delicious, and the masters in the factory have good craftsmanship." Zhang Yang wiped the corner of his mouth.
　　 "What is the master in the factory, this is bought by the small shop at the door of the factory, the cafeteria has long been out of work, and others transferred to the mechanical repair factory cafeteria."
"The factory has also posted a lot of money at the shop at the door. It had to be settled by people some years ago, but the factory has not paid money to outsiders. Our own wages have not been paid for a few months. I don’t know this time. If the worker goes to the county, he has no money, otherwise how can he live this year."
　　 "Relax, you will get money." Zhang Yang is not comforting, but he remembers that he will get a sum of money in his previous life. Before 1992, when the roots were reached, the wages could always be made up. Naturally, it was a political axe.
　　 But after 92 years, it won't work, but at that time my dad had gone to work as a self-employed person. Zhang Yang didn't know much about UU reading www.uukanshu.com.
　　 "Really? That would be great." Sun Qiang thought that Zhang Yang heard the chief engineer said that his family could wait for the New Year.
　　 "Right, you take a break, I will help you, and I will do this too." It only takes a few clicks to control the device. It's not too difficult.
　　 "That line, you can try it." Zhang Yang stared at Sun Qiang like a master instructing his apprentice, copying a card. Not to mention, but for the soldering chip, Sun Qiang is much more than Zhang Yangqiang.
　　 "Is there a plastic factory in our county?" Zhang Yang asked casually.
　　 "It's really not there. It's in the city, but also in neighboring counties. What do you ask about this?"
　　 "It's alright, just ask, do you have a contact number?"
　　 "Your office has a yellow page in the city. I will know if I turn it over in a while."
"Okay, then I’ll go and see, you get it first, don’t stop, the material money you consume will be settled with the factory, and I will tell my dad that these are all done by you to ensure that you can get a Bonus."
　　 Previous generation Zhang Yang has seen many game cassettes with only a bare card and a sticker on it, which is obviously pirated and cannot be sold at a price. But the card holder is different, it looks exactly the same as the genuine one.
　　How much is the cost of a card holder, and it is relatively simple to produce, so as to ensure the maximum benefit.
　　With Zhang Yang, Sun Qiang is more motivated to do it.
　　Zhang Yang went to the office, turned to a yellow page, looked at it carefully, and found the phone number of the neighboring county plastic factory. Grab the landline on the desk and dial directly.
　　Five minutes later, Zhang Yang hung up. To pay a deposit of 200 yuan, that small broken plastic shell actually costs 5 yuan. Was the plastic price so expensive at this time?
　　 It seems that tonight I will have a good talk with my dad.