The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 130: Little Comb, do you want to find your partner? Let's work together! (Subscribe)
Lao You was already stunned. There were seven or eight formations arranged casually, each with different effects.

Is this the big boss?

"Whatever is convenient for you, just do it! I'm fine with it, all right!"

Lao You said this from the bottom of his heart. He really didn't dare to be picky, and he wasn't qualified to be picky.

He is a monster, and a wild monster, the most miserable kind among monsters.

To develop intelligence depends on mutation, to accumulate strength depends on age, and to cultivate depends on instinct - what is the technique?
He is not a monster kept by some cultivation sect, with no techniques for them to practice;

It's not like I live near a famous mountain. If there's a great monk giving a lecture, I can go over and listen. Even if I can't figure out the secret, at least I can get rid of the evil spirit.

I am not a subordinate of some great demon king, and I can't get the magic formula bestowed by the big boss. What? That tiger?

Please, he is a bird, just living near the tiger's territory, he has to bow to the tiger and call the tiger king. Seriously speaking, no one is subordinate to anyone else, and the tiger has no benefit to him...

"I don't have any special formula...anything is fine, anything is fine." He tried to smile at Shen Le:
"You can choose any formation that is convenient to make. As long as it works, I won't be picky."

This is too humble... Shen Le felt a little guilty. He pushed the mutton-fat jade back:

"Try it a few times and see which one is better. Then tell me. Don't worry. It's your own practice. You have to feel comfortable."

The boss is so approachable!

Lao You took back the jade, his eyes full of gratitude. Shen Le had already opened the phone interface:
"By the way, how much is that comb? I'll transfer it to you."

"no, I'm fine!"

Old You jumped up from his chair as if he was on fire. He shook his hands and head wildly, almost going into a state of epilepsy:

"That's a gift! It's a gift! I'm glad you don't mind it being too cheap and are willing to accept it! I didn't spend much money on it..."

Seeing Shen Le looking at him in disbelief, Lao You quickly took out his phone and opened the payment interface to show Shen Le. It was just a comb, and because the smell was quite strange, it only cost him a thousand points...

In other words, ten thousand dollars.

This little amount of money is not worth even a single word of "return" from you, big boss.

"Well, can I buy this new bed you made?" Seeing the boss's suspicious look, Lao You asked cautiously:
"Twenty-five thousand, no, thirty thousand points? Besides my home, I need a bed or something in my temporary residence... Besides, I'm trying to set up a spirit gathering formation, so it would be best if I could have a bed..."

Alas, it’s so difficult to please the boss.

"Twenty-four thousand, and this comb is one thousand for you." Shen Le finally gave in. Old You breathed a sigh of relief and quickly transferred the money to him, promising as he did so:
"I will contact you in three days at most after I have chosen the formation. As for the cost of making the new bed, do you think 50,000 points will be enough?"

Hmm... isn't fifty thousand a bit too much?
After all, the other party provides wood and jade, while I only provide the handicraft. Oh, it’s not me who does the work, it’s Xiao Modou who does the work…

Shen Le thought about the light green robe at the trade fair again, and thought that if it was changed into a customized style, it would cost at least 200,000 points, and he felt that 50,000 was not too much.

He had to make four beds to exchange for the robe he wanted, which had its own constant temperature, cleanliness, and defensive power!
And there must be customers!
Without customers, who knows how long it will take!

He nodded slightly and walked away. Old You breathed a sigh of relief, and looking at his back, he collapsed:

Thank God, the owner of this mansion is easy to talk to. I ordered a bed for meditation first to build a good relationship. Then, I can get closer to him later?

Is it possible to rely on secret methods to overcome tribulations?

Shen Le went home leisurely with the newly acquired 24 points, which is equivalent to about RMB. As soon as he got home, he went to find Xiao Modou:
"Zheng Mo, the deal has been finalized. The new bed you made has been bought for 24 RMB! What do you want? I'll buy it for you."

【What do you want? 】

The little inkstone conveyed a doubtful thought. The lead weight spun around in circles, drawing a circle around the woodworking tools, and then another circle...

[I don’t want anything! ]

Shen Le felt a little guilty. There are three little ones at home, oh, now there are four. Pinocchio is always browsing Taobao with great interest. If he sees any clothes he likes, he will buy them. Now there are more than a dozen sets of clothes at home.

Not to mention the small oil lamp, which is a big electricity consumer. Even if he suffered two thunder disasters in the past two months, the electricity bill would cost him thousands of yuan;
Only Xiao Modou worked diligently every day. He didn't buy anything and didn't ask him for anything. Even when he asked if he wanted to buy a saw blade, Xiao Modou said he could just fix it himself...

What a hardworking and simple child he is!
The better the child, the more he should not be treated unfairly. Shen Le patiently discussed with him:

"Do you want to buy some new tools? I remember there is a German brand whose electric drills are so easy to use that you don't need to replace them from the time you start working until you retire!
It’s just expensive, really, really expensive. Others sell it for 100 yuan a pair, but he dares to sell it for more than yuan... But I can afford it now!"

[No... I can't talk to them, and they won't listen even if I tell them to...]

Shen Le thought about it and was helpless. The little inkstone could command the box of woodworking tools because those tools were made by the same owner and were used together for a long time.

However, what about newly bought tools? Especially newly bought power tools?

Who knows who?
They have no intelligence, they don't know each other, and there is no way to direct them to work. So, what are these power tools for?
Taking up space at home?
Or does he use it himself?
It's not impossible to use it yourself, but... don't use the banner of "buying it for Xiao Modou"...

"Do you want to buy some new saw blades? Newly forged blades, made of various alloy steels?" Shen Le continued to give Xiao Modou some advice:

"The old blade wears out easily, should we buy a better one?"

[Don’t… it’s a waste of effort. I can’t command you…]

Ah... this... I can't even control the foreign blades...

Yes, metal is hard and the smell is hard to penetrate, which is indeed a bit difficult for the little ink fountain. Shen Le racked his brains and came up with a third suggestion:
"Then...would you like to buy some new wood? Boxwood, rosewood, or something special? It would allow you to use it longer! I have the money to buy good wood now!"

[No need... it's too troublesome... the wood doesn't need to be too good...]

I'll just have to buy some whetstones...

Shen Le sighed helplessly. He ordered a set of whetstones, from the coarsest 400-grit household whetstone to the finest 15000-grit super-sharp whetstone, with a stand, a positioner, and whetstone oil.

After everything was completed, I ordered a microscope for myself and prepared to start the repair work of the comb:

According to the paper, to repair lacquer furniture, we must first understand what type of lacquer is used.

In the laboratory, the cross-section of the furniture will be observed under a microscope, and then a small sample will be taken from the fracture to do elemental analysis to determine the raw materials used that year.

He couldn't handle metallographic microscopes, electron microscopes, or X-rays, but ordinary microscopes weren't expensive, so he could still afford one.

Buy and buy!
Buy the best!

As for the things he still couldn't handle, he could only ask the Special Affairs Department for help and borrow their laboratories, or borrow the laboratories of some university, museum, or research institute...

Alas, thinking back then, when I was admitted to the cultural relics restoration major, I thought I would be immersed in art for the rest of my life, just like in the movie “I Restoring Cultural Relics in the Forbidden City”.

After I got in, I realized that this major is more about materials than art...

All papers, all papers with sufficient weight and high impact factors, including graduate degree theses, are all in the field of materials science.

Biochemical and environmental materials, the four major tiankengs, he just jumped in!
Shen Le felt sad for his profession, picked up the comb that belonged to him, and looked at it carefully. This time, he saw more details:
The black lacquer on the back of the comb is warm and thick. After countless years, there is still no sign of cracking. It is obvious that the lacquer used at that time was very good, and the craftsman who painted it was also very skilled and patient.

On the black lacquer surface, there are mother-of-pearl flowers. The mother-of-pearl is smooth and delicate, with smooth edges. It must have been patiently cut and polished.
A piece of the top of the comb back had fallen off due to a knock, and half of the mother-of-pearl flower had disappeared, leaving no trace of the wood.

There were some bumps on the end where the hand was gripping, and in the deepest scar, you could faintly see a slightly different color under the black paint.

Can be repaired.

Since the wooden frame is not exposed, it is easy to repair. Just fill it with lacquer layer by layer.

It's just that the broken comb tooth, I don't know how to repair it, it feels wrong no matter how I repair it. Maybe, keeping the traces of damage is also a way to repair it?
However, in addition to the wooden comb itself, Shen Le was more interested in the scent lingering on the wooden comb.

He had never seen such a bright, light, yet steady and heavy light on other objects. What kind of years has this wooden comb experienced, and what kind of story has it condensed?

Shen Le slowly closed his eyes. The heat in his body turned little by little, flowing through his meridians, flowing out from his palms, and slowly seeping into the wooden comb.

From the black lacquer and mother-of-pearl on the surface, going deeper and deeper. In a trance, Shen Le seemed to feel the lacquer on the wooden comb, being brushed on layer by layer, and solidifying layer by layer:

"It's really interesting. Internal force, or this kind of power, can also be used for exploration? Then do I not need to use a microscope to explore?"

This thought flashed through Shen Le's mind, and then disappeared. The heat flow continued to deepen, and in a trance, Shen Le felt his mind extending and extending, starting from the wooden comb and flying into the distance:

On the lintel of an old house, there is a mirror hanging high up, and on the back of the mirror, there is a vivid pattern of a magpie climbing a plum tree.

In a drawer in a certain room, there were several combs and brushes of varying thicknesses lying in a mess, their luster dull and old, together with a pile of flannel hairbands, hair ties, etc.
On a street stall, there were several round porcelain boxes of different sizes randomly placed. There seemed to be some powder or cream in the boxes, but they were so dry that they could not be used.
In the farthest place, there seemed to be a dark wooden box, which flashed slightly in my mind.

Shen Le wanted to observe it more carefully, but his mind suddenly relaxed and the scene in front of him returned to the studio.

Gone?

Gone!

Shen Le held the comb in his hand, and was in a trance for a long time before he came back to his senses from the feeling of looking thousands of miles away. He concentrated again and looked at the comb in his hand. His perception was completely different:
"So, you have so many friends..."

Just like in a doll cabinet, there are seven or eight, or a dozen dolls of different sizes, as well as a wide variety of miniature furniture;

Just like the small ink fountain, there are a lot of various woodworking tools, many of which are customized by carpenters themselves and cannot be bought outside;

This wooden comb was probably not a single piece back then, but was part of a dressing table.

If you think about it carefully, the price of this kind of black lacquered mother-of-pearl wooden comb can be as low as a hundred yuan with the help of modern industry, or even as cheap as a few dozen yuan. But making this comb back then was definitely a huge project!

Since it is a big project, how could it be possible to just make a comb?
Most likely, it was a custom-made dowry to be given to a certain girl. It was even possible that it was part of her dowry, embodying the blessings and expectations of her family...

"Do you want to get your partner back?"

Shen Le gently stroked the wooden comb in his hand. The wooden comb was silent, lying in his palm, but there was a warm feeling that penetrated into his fingertips.

This wooden comb, as an independent individual, is not strong enough, far from it; however, if you regard it as a piece in a dressing table, after the whole set is assembled, their strength...

Should it meet, or exceed, the standards of a doll cabinet?

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