The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 34 Pinocchio, I told you to paint, not to put makeup on me!
Shen Le touched the little guy's head and placed an order for the jujube wood bracelet. He also communicated with the customer service and specified that he wanted beads without holes.

Then, he patiently continued to slowly carve and repair the various bumps and scratches on the ink fountain.

Cut a small piece of wood, dig a mortise hole, and fill in the piece that was knocked off the outside of the ink tank;
Take wood glue and wood powder, pour them into the gaps of the lion's ears, into various small cracks on the lion's body, and paste them on the lion's head;
Then, pick up the carving knife, wood chisel, and handheld electric drill, and carve carefully, bit by bit.

All the gaps were smoothed and polished one by one, and the missing hair on the lion's head was carved out line by line on the ridges created by wood powder and wood glue.

"Emm... My carving skills are pretty good..."

Shen Le picked up the inkstone, looked at it left and right, and was very satisfied.

The hair on the lion's head is gathered into a few small chrysanthemum shapes, evenly distributed, with smooth lines, and blending in with the original hair. Without looking at the color, you can't tell that it is a newly added part.

As for the color, is that a difficult thing?
"Xiao Ling! Help me get the paint box!"

"Here I come~~~"

The puppet came running over with a clacking sound. With a wave of his little hand, dozens of silk threads flew, and he picked up the paint box and brought it to the table.

The two threads hooked together and the paint box opened naturally. Then the threads dropped down and picked up the paint tubes one by one, ready to go:
"Which one do you want?"

"This one, this one, this one..."

Shen Le instructed one by one, and Si Xian unscrewed the caps of the paint tubes one by one and handed them to him.

Xiao Ling also took a brush and kept stirring the paint in the paint tray, stirring the paint evenly and gradually mixing a color similar to the original color of the ink fountain:

"Hey, don't be so anxious to apply the paint! I'll teach you, don't be anxious when applying the paint, you have to do it layer by layer slowly, follow the original wood grain, follow the pattern of the carvings. Look, first dip a little paint, lick the tip of the brush thinly, and then hold the brush like this..."

After teaching once, he picked up a piece of wood and let Xiaoling play with it. He held the ink fountain and patiently painted the repaired area stroke by stroke.

The ink fountain may become a spirit, so such an important thing cannot be given to Pinocchio to practice with.

If she likes, she can slowly paint the beams, pillars, and various places of the mansion in the future, which will save her the trouble of setting up a ladder to climb up the house...

Shen Le happily made his wishful thinking and continued to repair the inkstone.

This is also a delicate job. In order to make the carvings on the ink fountain appear lifelike, the coloring must be done carefully.

With a paintbrush in one hand and a high-powered hair dryer in the other, make sure that each stroke of paint is dried as quickly as possible, without accumulation or condensation at a certain point...

"Hey, this hair dryer is big, heavy, noisy, and tiring to hold. I don't know when I can afford a Dyson, and I don't know if the Dyson hair dryer can be more efficient when blowing this paint...

Xiao Ling! Don’t drop paint on my head!!!”

Hey, I give you play with paints, but that doesn’t mean you can splash them everywhere, and it certainly doesn’t mean you can put makeup on me!
If you keep doing this, you'll have to clean the yard!!!
Restoring an old building to its original state is a technical job that requires patience and cannot be accomplished in a short period of time.

Shen Le was busy all night, and the next day he sent the puppet to work, and then went home to continue working. He painted it once, then painted it again, and then changed to a fan-shaped brush to carefully draw the wood grain.

Then, use a spray gun to paint the patterns on the wood, polish it, and wax it...

Shen Le did the carpentry work leisurely and enjoyed it.

He had a house and money. Although it wasn't much, it was a steady flow of money. He didn't have to worry about food or clothing. If he really needed a large sum of money, he could just sell the furniture in the mansion and earn hundreds of millions of dollars in an instant.

Financial freedom and being able to do what you like is really happy...

Just because he is happy doesn’t mean all carpenters are happy.

After a busy day, it was almost evening, and he went out for a walk with a bag and a brush. He saw a group of people standing or squatting at the bridge at the end of the old street. There was a sign under each of them:
Repair faucets, change toilets, unclog sewers, clean range hoods, install ceilings, build cabinets...

Plus a long string of mobile phone numbers. It's obvious that they are all day laborers, standing here every day, hoping to get some temporary work and earn some money to support their families.

It was almost evening. At this time, those who were still standing here and had not received any work...

Where does their expenses today, their family’s expenses today, come from?

Shen Le sighed secretly, walked slowly past them, and silently remembered in his heart that if the mansion needed to replace a tile or fix a leak, maybe he could come here to find someone.

Walking past this intersection, I was attracted by a shop selling pork trotter rice next to it, so I walked in. While sitting there waiting for the food to be served, I heard suppressed quarrels coming from behind.

Looking back, he saw the couple who sold him the inkwell, sitting at a table at the back with their backs to him, arguing. To be exact, it wasn't an argument, but the wife was pulling her husband, tugging him hard while scolding him unilaterally:

"Why are you only charging 100 yuan! It's just a suspended ceiling job, 100 yuan is not enough! They charge at least 100 yuan, what are you going to do with yuan! Go and get it back after dinner!"

"I……"

"What do you mean by 'you'? Tell me, are you attracted to that woman?!"

"No! Absolutely not! They are just orphans and widows..."

"Orphans and widows are pitiful? Then go with them!" The wife's voice became sharper:

"Anyway, they are pitiful, but Linlin and I are not pitiful at all. You worked away from home, and I had to go to work alone, take care of Linlin, and take care of the two old people. That time your father had a cerebral hemorrhage and Linlin had a high fever. I was busy all by myself, and you didn't care. I could handle it all by myself, right?"

"Xiu Lan...when did this happen..."

"It's all over for you! It's all over for me! When Linlin broke his leg, I carried him to school every day, in the morning and back in the evening. What about you? What are you doing?"

"Xiu Lan..." The man's voice was filled with a hint of pleading:
"Stop talking, stop talking... I will definitely treat you well in the future..."

"In the future? Zheng Xiaohua, I'm not asking you for the future, it's fine if you can just make money now! Go, go and get it back!!!"

"Xiu Lan! Forget it this time!" The man tried to fall under the chair, trying not to be dragged away by his wife:
"I heard her say that her son is in school and has no money for food!"

"Your son has money?!"

Shen Le quickly held down the backpack with his backhand.

Oh no, I feel the small inkstone inside the backpack starting to bounce!

Mo Dou, stop making trouble!
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