Chapter 273 Sudden Enlightenment! From Flipping the Wok to Withstanding High Temperatures!

After the excitement passed, in the empty workshop, Li Jiajun looked at the A4 papers he had casually tossed on the floor, now lying lonely in the dust. His mouth twitched.

"It was cool, sure..."

"But I have to pick it up myself."

He admitted he was acting a bit pretentious just now.

That moment of epiphany made him feel like Einstein had possessed him, which was why he threw those papers on the floor.

But the reality was, he still had to pick them up.

After all, the requirement from that "Seasoned Old Angler" was not just about strength.

He coughed twice to ease the embarrassment of being alone, then bent down like a scavenger to pick up the invaluable document and brushed off the dust.

"Alright, the first hurdle is cleared."

"With this 'Spiderweb Biomimetic Spiral Weaving Technology,' achieving T1100-grade strength is just a matter of time."

Li Jiajun muttered to himself while flipping to the next page of the document.

Next, it was time to tackle the next hard nut to crack.

As long as he could crack these nuts, this Fishing Rod would definitely become the most competitive product on the market.

He looked closely.

[Core Indicator: Excellent Environmental Resistance]

[Key Requirement: High-Temperature Resistance.]

[Specific Parameters: Must serve stably for a long time in an environment above 200°C, and the instantaneous temperature tolerance must meet a higher standard. Note: Considering the instantaneous friction heat generated when a large fish exerts force, as well as usage needs in extreme outdoor environments.]

Looking at this line, Li Jiajun's eyebrows knotted.

"Over two hundred degrees..."

He was speechless.

'No, does that Netizen brother have some misunderstanding about fishing?'

'What kind of fish can cause a Fishing Rod to generate over two hundred degrees of heat from friction?'

'Is this fishing or starting a fire by rubbing sticks?'

'Are you planning to fish by wrapping the line around a rocket exhaust nozzle?'

Although he was complaining wildly in his heart, thinking this request was outrageous—absolutely ridiculous.

But since he had already decided to do it, Li Jiajun had to bite the bullet.

'Fine, fine, two hundred it is.'

'At worst, I'll add an aerospace-grade thermal insulation coating. I don't believe it can melt you.'

Such a thought crossed Li Jiajun's mind.

However, it was easier said than done.

Carbon fiber materials, while high in strength, are prone to oxidation at high temperatures, and the resin matrix is also heat-sensitive.

Wanting to maintain lightness while being resistant to over two hundred degrees of heat, and even being wear-resistant, was no small challenge in materials science.

"Gurgle..."

Just as he was holding the document and worrying at the air, his stomach growled uncontrollably.

Li Jiajun checked his phone. Goodness, it was already noon.

The previous epiphany had consumed a great deal of his brain cells, and he was now in urgent need of replenishing energy.

"People are iron, food is steel; I'll think after I've eaten."

Li Jiajun rubbed his stomach, tucked the document under his arm, and turned toward the factory cafeteria.

The cafeteria in this new factory area wasn't as big as the old one, but because Li Jiajun was willing to spend money, the chef he hired was quite skilled.

Especially the Fat Master Chef responsible for stir-frying.

He was poached from a big restaurant, and his unique skill of stir-frying was famous throughout the industrial park.

Before even entering the cafeteria, a rich aroma of chili and hot oil drifted over with the breeze.

Li Jiajun sniffed, feeling his mouth watering.

He walked quickly into the cafeteria and arrived at the kitchen window.

"Fat Master Chef, what's the hard dish today?" Li Jiajun called out.

At that moment, in front of the stove, the burly, oily-faced Fat Master Chef was holding a massive iron wok in his left hand and a spatula in his right, performing a spectacular show in front of the roaring stove fire.

"Boom—!"

Li Jiajun saw the Fat Master Chef flick his wrist.

The heavy iron wok, weighing dozens of catties, was like a lightweight toy in his hands.

The food in the wok flew up instantly, tracing a beautiful arc in the air.

At the same time, the flame in the stove burst up, over a meter high, instantly engulfing more than half of the wok's bottom, even scorching some of the food inside.

The color of the flame was no longer ordinary orange-red, but carried a hint of blue, indicating an extremely high temperature.

"Hey, the factory manager is here!" Hearing the voice, Fat Master Chef didn't turn back, but responded loudly:

"Today I'm making stir-fried pork kidneys! The key is high heat and plenty of oil!"

As he spoke, he flicked his wrist again.

"Boom!"

The flame surged again, burning the large iron wok until it turned red.

One could even see the metal at the bottom of the wok showing a dark red luster under the high temperature.

Li Jiajun had originally been waiting for his meal, but looking at the spectacular scene of stir-frying in the intense fire, his gaze suddenly froze.

He stared blankly at the large iron wok being roasted repeatedly in the intense fire.

The temperature of that flame must be at least several hundred or even a thousand degrees, right?

The iron wok was burned red, and every time the flame licked over it, it seemed to undergo a purgatory-like test.

However, apart from turning red, the iron wok did not deform or melt.

Furthermore, under the influence of high temperature and grease, a black, shiny protective film seemed to form on the surface of the wok, allowing the food to tumble inside without sticking at all.

"High temperature..."

"Flame..."

"Protective layer..."

Li Jiajun muttered to himself, his chopsticks paused in mid-air, forgetting to take the plate from the Fat Master Chef.

His gaze pierced through the swirling smoke and fire.

He saw the ingredients changing color rapidly under the high heat—that was the Maillard reaction, the wonderful chemical change between sugar and protein at high temperatures, creating that tempting charred brown color while locking in the internal moisture.

He also saw the iron wok, in an extremely hot environment, using its own material characteristics and the oil film on the surface to build a unique heat transfer system.

It could quickly transfer heat to the food while ensuring the stability of its own structure.

That feeling of "breathing" in the intense fire was what people often called—"Wok Hei"!

"So that's it..."

"I shouldn't be thinking about how to resist high heat, but rather how to utilize it, or how to form a dynamic balance under high heat."

"Just like this wok, just like this dish..."

Gradually, the noisy sounds of stir-frying and the chatter of queuing workers faded from his ears.

The Fat Master Chef's oily face also became blurred.

Li Jiajun's eyes became unfocused again, his pupils losing their focal point.

He had once again entered that mysterious state of epiphany.

In his mind, the large iron wok was no longer a kitchen tool, but a complex heat transfer model.

The rising flames turned into countless jumping energy particles.

The black, shiny oil film turned into a molecular structure diagram of some polymer ceramic coating.

At this very moment.

[Ding!]

A crisp system notification sounded like a tolling bell, exploding deep in his mind.

[You observed the heat conduction and energy exchange process while the chef was stir-frying, combined with the principle of anti-oxidation coatings in material thermodynamics, and instantly grasped the surface treatment technology for high-temperature composite materials!]

[You have had an epiphany—【Wok Hei Biomimetic Ceramic Coating Technology】!]

Boom!

As this sound faded, a massive stream of information, like a sluice gate opening, poured into Li Jiajun's consciousness.

The "200-degree high-temperature resistance" problem that had been giving him such a headache was now like a walnut stripped of its hard shell, revealing the most tender and simple meat inside.

He understood!

No need for expensive aerospace thermal insulation tiles.

No need for complex cooling systems.

He only needed to imitate the "seasoning" principle of an iron wok surface, using a special ceramic particle to build a dense protective layer on the carbon fiber surface similar to the product of the "Maillard reaction."

This protective layer could not only withstand several hundred degrees of high temperature, but like an iron wok, it would become brighter and harder the more it was used!

"Phew—!"

Li Jiajun snapped awake and exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

At this moment, the Fat Master Chef was holding his spatula, looking at him with a confused expression:

"Factory manager? Factory manager? Are you okay? Do you still want this pork kidney?"

Li Jiajun came back to his senses, looking at the fragrant stir-fried pork kidneys in front of him, a flash of brilliance in his eyes.

"Yes! Of course!"

"This pork kidney is stir-fried perfectly!"

"Fat Master Chef, your skill has really helped me a lot!"

Li Jiajun took the plate, a confident smile blooming on his face.

In his mind, the brand-new surface treatment plan for the material, capable of long-term stable service at over 200°C, was already clearly visible.

The second technical bottleneck—high-temperature resistance—had also been perfectly solved by him in this kitchen filled with the smoke and fire of life.

"It seems that as long as the mindset doesn't slide, there are always more solutions than difficulties."

Li Jiajun carried the plate, found a seat, and started eating heartily.

It tasted truly delicious.