Clam.

Li Zitao knocked on the door, and the footsteps gradually approached, and the tension in his heart relaxed.

Although the people who are about to meet have created a giant industry that will be established for less than a hundred years in the future, they firmly control the industry's cutting-edge technology.

But with his achievements today, it seems that the other party needs to be looked up to, not him.

The door opens.

The first thing that comes to my eyes is gray hair, and my face is well maintained. It does not have the wrinkles after the skin is loose and collapsed, but is full and rosy.

"Charlie Lee." Thomas J Watson, standing in the room, said with a smile.

"Thomas j Watson." Li Zitao reached out and smiled: "The way you meet is impressive."

"I just hate the trouble, there are a lot of people staring at ibm." Watson invited him in, music was playing in the spacious room.

"How about some whiskey?" Watson asked, lifting the magnetic needle of the phonograph, walking to the wine cabinet, taking out a bottle of wine without a trademark.

"No problem." Li Zitao put his body on the sofa and relaxed, and he raised his legs and made a relaxed expression.

"Try it, it's made by me myself." Watson put the wine glass in front of him and sat opposite him carefully savoring the whiskey in his hand.

Li Zitao was not in a hurry, and looked around and looked at it. After seeing the refrigerator next to him, he thought about it and got up to the door, and found the ice cubes from it and added them to the cup.

"The moisture after the ice melts will destroy its purest taste and the taste will be affected." Watson spoke, but said that adding ice cubes.

"Compared with the original taste, I like to choose what I like. After all, only if I like it, can it be considered the best. Are you right?"

Li Zitao took a big sip, put down his glass and said with a slight slightest.

"It seems we are the same kind of people, Charlie... I heard you are very interested in ibm?" Watson leaned back and said, "Let's say, what changes can you bring to it?"

"There is no shortage of funds, ibm for the time being, and ibm seems to be enough, and knowledge... I'm sorry I don't seem to understand."

Li Zitao was like he was denying himself, and suddenly paused, saying, "How about creativity? The innovative concept that can enable ibm to create the era."

ibm is not short of money or talent. Product innovation and quality are the key to ibm's victory and the reason why it has achieved its current achievements.

But when it comes to creativity, who is more powerful than his "returned" from the 21st century?

"Tell me," Watson looked at him with suspicion. Is creativity the one from the punching machine?

"It's not worth it if you say it." Li Zitao shook his head.

Watson thought for a while with a hesitation, and looked up, "If your creativity can impress me, I can agree to whatever you want."

"Okay." Watson's pleasure was something he didn't expect. He took out the pen from his pocket and Danny had already taken the paper from the table.

"Watson, have you heard of an analysis machine?" Li Zitao asked without raising his head while writing and drawing on paper.

"You mean Charles Babech, the machine made by the British mathematician and inventor? I remember it is called a differential machine, not an analysis machine.

ibm's existing computing punching machine is better than it, smaller in size, and simpler in calculations. If you are talking about this, I don't think you need to do it again, again..."

The disappointment and contempt in Watson's eyes gradually disappeared, and his eyes were already attracted by the mechanical instruments drawn by Li Zitao on the paper.

"What is this?" Looking at the box on the paper and looking at the whole made of dense pipelines on it, I felt inexplicably excited.

He had a premonition that this was the future of ibm. Although this feeling came very strange, Watson has now put all his attention in the pattern on paper.

"I call it an electronic computer. Its basic principle comes from the analysis machine, it is an enhanced version of the differential machine you call it, and its creator is also Babeiqi

If you want to know more clearly, you can visit the Royal Academy Museum in London, where Babechi puts the failure of the machine for people to visit.

Let’s talk about this electronic computer. It is equivalent to its gear and is also a storage library. In the original machine, each gear can store 10 numbers.

Here is the relay, now it is replaced by an electronic tube, here... record the information on the punch card for encoding, and then connect the punch card in a string together,

Write a fixed calculation method, so whether the instructions can be formed to automatically perform arithmetic operations,

If it could have the function of logical computing and storing data, think about it, what would Watson and ibm get?"

Under Li Zitao's temptation, Watson instinctively murmured: "The future..."

"You are right, it's the future." Li Zitao slapped the table excitedly, causing Watson, who was in deep thought, to come back to his senses.

Looking at the young man with a complicated expression, Watson couldn't understand him any longer.

"IBM's hole punching machine is excellent, but it cannot perform more complex calculations. With the needs of artillery rays and large laboratories, if you want to complete the work with a hole punching machine, it takes at least one or two hundred people to cooperate and take 40 days to complete it.

And it only takes just one day to get the correct value.”

When he said this, Li Zitao was actually guilty because he was just fooling him now, relying on the memory and graphics of the first generation of electronic computers in his mind.

"How can it be done? Besides, you said that such a complex calculation method is only required by professional laboratories and military."

Watson rubbed the corners of his eyes to calm himself down, but he opened his slightly narrowed eyes from time to time, and used his light to sneak a glance at the drawings on the table to be hidden from Li Zitao.

"This is a problem for scientists. If it has been studied, the current ibm may have gone bankrupt." Li Zitao's words made Watson's pupils shrink.

When Li Zitao found out that the other party was scared by him, he smirked in his heart. 'If Watson knew how huge this thing was and how expensive it was to build one, he might have gotten up and left now.'

A behemoth like the first generation of electronic computers is impossible to popularize manufacturing, and its function is only to assist large laboratories and the military in carrying out accurate and rapid calculations.

But just as its birth was inspired by the ‘analytical machine’, future electronic computers were born through research and optimization on its principles.

From the 16th-century ‘adder’ to the 19th-century ‘puncher’ to the later ‘differential’.

Then there is a stronger ‘analytical machine’, the concept of this machine is the basis of the concept of future computers. There are only slight differences between the two and very similar.

It was this small step, a small step, that the electronic computer was finally born, until the popularity of computers and the arrival of the Internet era.

If there were no such small steps or progress, perhaps by the 21st century, human beings would still be complacent about being in the steam era.
Chapter completed!