The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 128 What belongs to me will always be mine, but this process... (Please subscribe)
Old You stared at the comb and spoke impatiently. As soon as he spoke, he suddenly shuddered:
Danger!

Danger!

It was as dangerous as flying in the clouds, the sky was covered with dark clouds, it was about to rain, and lightning was about to strike him on the head!

He tried hard to maintain his human form. The back of his hands were already covered with small patches of down feathers, and long flying feathers also poked out.

Lao You tried to remain calm and glared at the man who asked the price. Then he turned his head to see who was really interested in the comb.

Seeing this, he immediately wanted to slap himself in the face and swallow his words back on the spot -

The one holding the comb and observing thoughtfully is the owner of the mansion!

The one who raised his hand and summoned thunder, and easily killed Lao Zhu, is the owner of the mansion!

Is it too late for me to run now... No, I can't run away. No matter how fast I fly, I can't be faster than lightning. But is it too late for me to apologize now...

He gave an awkward and ugly smile, bent down slightly, and stepped back step by step, his heels scraping the ground:

"Forget it, just take a look..."

Shen Le was silent. He looked at the other person, then lowered his head to look at the comb in his hand. He sighed, put the comb on the stall, and walked away leisurely.

By the way, I pinched the light bead in my pocket and whispered in my heart:
"Qingdeng, don't get so excited! At most, he is competing with me for buying things! It's not that I have already bought everything, so he snatched it from me, which is not a threat to me!

Be good, take back your electricity, take it back! Just stay alert, don't use it to threaten others!"

The hairs on his skin gradually calmed down. Shen Le wiped his arm and walked further away. Well, he didn't really want that comb...

If it is a dressing box, which is often damaged, he would be interested in looking through it and maybe take it back to have it repaired;
Just a single comb, forget it.

He is not the kind of person who likes others to fight for him. The more they fight, the more proud he becomes.

At this moment, there were only two people trying to snatch a comb that he was interested in, and he was already thinking about running away…

"Hey, Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen! - Forget it, let's take a look at something else to see if there is anything you are interested in..."

Doctor Qin quickly followed. When he got behind Shen Le, he turned around and glared at Lao You:
You better stay out of my hands!
Otherwise, pour alcohol or hydrogen peroxide on your wound!

If your left leg needs to be cut off, we will only cut off your right leg and then reconnect it. We guarantee that there will be no trace or injury left, so you won’t be able to complain!
Old You was not afraid of this level of malice. He raised a flattering smile, bowed his head, and nodded to Mr. Qin. Then, he turned to the boss and said in a friendly manner:
"Boss, how much is this comb?"

Shen Le walked around the venue again and again, but he couldn't find anything he was really interested in. Mr. Qin saw his disappointed look, but he didn't dare to urge him, so he had to take him to another venue.

After a few circles, Shen Le's brows furrowed more and more tightly:

If you don’t go to the venue where extraordinary people trade, you won’t know how little money you have.

A long silk robe, light blue in color, embroidered with various patterns in silver thread.

The stall owner said that the embroidery was all talismans that could prevent fire, water, keep heat, remove dust, and even protect against a shot from a small-caliber pistol. He also gave a demonstration on the spot.

The selling price of such a magic robe is one hundred thousand points.

One million RMB!
"It's too expensive, forget it." Shen Le sighed silently. He also wanted a piece of clothing like this, fireproof, waterproof, heat-insulating, dust-removing, plus a certain degree of defense, all of which he needed;

However, I only have 1.1 million points on hand. Should I spend 100,000 points to buy it?

He might as well stay at home. He has air conditioning for warmth, vacuum cleaners and washing machines for dust removal, and there are no foreign invaders, so he doesn't need any defense!

Oh, by the way, this style of silk robe cannot be worn outside. Shen Le stood by the stall and listened. Someone asked the stall owner how much the custom-made ones were sold. The answer was that the price would at least double...

Shen Le had no choice but to walk away. Walking further back, he saw a light yellow futon that looked like it was made of straw or corn husks, with a diameter of 40 centimeters and a thickness of no more than 6 centimeters.

The stall owner said that it was woven with some kind of spiritual herbs, which could help one calm the mind and prevent going astray, gather the vital energy of heaven and earth to a small extent, and help improve the efficiency of meditation practice.

The price of such a futon is 20,000 points.

Two hundred thousand RMB!

The stall owner specially put out a trial version, and people lined up there in an endless stream, and each person was only allowed to sit there for one minute. Shen Le did not go over, but just used his spiritual eyes to observe carefully:
There was indeed a subtle spiritual energy rising from the futon. It wasn't strong, only about two or three times stronger than the sleeping bed made by Xiao Modou. How dare they sell it at such a high price?

I'll ask Xiao Modou to stop making the bed!
This kind of thing is only given away and not sold, otherwise take it out for exchange!
There is also a mirror with a circle of gems inlaid on the back. The quality is not very good, and the cutting method is also the ancient round cutting method.

After basking in the moonlight for fifteen days, and pressing a circle of gems one by one, you can make the mirror show an image, lock the location with your mind, and see any place you want to see within a hundred miles.

The premise is that you are outside, or looking in through a window. It is impossible to go through a wall, and it is also impossible to go into a place protected by magic.

...So what do I need this for?
Is it that Bilibili is not good anymore, or that Tencent Video is not fun anymore? However, such a mirror is sold for 200,000 credits, which is equivalent to 2 million RMB!
What do you use it for?

The more Shen Le walked, the more expressionless his face became. His heart sank as he walked. The 1.1 million points in his hand seemed so little compared to these things. So little that he couldn't afford to spend them.

Is there any way to make money?
Let Xiao Modou make an enhanced version of a wooden couch for meditation and sell it? A futon sells for 20,000 points. So it's not a bad idea to sell the wooden couch made by Xiao Modou for 25,000 points, right?

"Mr. Shen, you don't have to worry about money." Doctor Qin followed him, observing his expression and smilingly giving him advice:
"With your ability, you can easily earn a lot of money by taking on some jobs repairing magical instruments..."

Magic weapon?

I don’t know how to repair that thing!
It is impossible for a cultivator who has no master, has never refined standard magical instruments, and has no old customers to immediately start repairing magical instruments for others.

Doctor Qin took Shen Le for a tour, but didn't get any business. The one who was most interested just asked:
"Has he repaired any magical instruments before? Can he bring them here for us to see?"

Shen Le, Shen Le can’t be brought out…

The small oil lamp sat in the mansion, leaving only a ray of electric light on Shen Le, residing in the lamp bead. The lamp bead was not repaired by Shen Le, and when it was held up for guests to see, Shen Le's craftsmanship could not be seen;
The doll cabinet worked diligently and perfectly fulfilled the function of the town's alarm. Not to mention the mansion, it didn't even go out of the room;
The little ink fountain is also working diligently. Give it wood, glue, and lacquer, and it will own the whole world and won't want to go out at all!
The only one who came to Binhai was Pinocchio. Binhai was much bigger than Zhuxi Town, and the competition among students was much more intense, not to mention the pressure.

After touring Zhuxi Town twice, Pinocchio has been invited to Binhai City, performing in classes and schools one by one, on a daily basis...

In short, Shen Le currently does not have the conditions to bring his repaired magic weapon/weapon spirit/artifact to the demon world to prove his craftsmanship.

"Then... I'm sorry." The man who asked the question raised his long ears, bent and straightened them, and hugged the long stick in his hand, which was big at one end and small at the other, and was white and shiny.
"This is my bread and butter, I need to find a reliable master to repair it!"

"Why are you talking!"

Doctor Qin was a little anxious. Find a reliable person. Doesn't this mean that Shen Le is unreliable?

This is a slap in Shen Le’s face!

Not only was it a slap in the face of Shen Le, it was also a slap in his face. It was he who introduced Shen Le and helped to guarantee him!
Shen Le's mood was very stable, and he looked like he was neither happy nor sad because of things. Hearing what Dr. Qin said, he smiled and pulled him:

"Hey, don't be like that. I really don't have any work experience, so I can't blame others for not trusting me!"

It is indeed difficult to find a job without work experience. Now, except for fresh graduates, everyone requires several years of work experience.

Of course, “age not exceeding 25 years old, more than five years of work experience” is too much…

Doctor Qin still felt embarrassed. Shen Le was laughing, and he couldn't continue to insist, so he had to pull Shen Le out:

"Come on, Miss Yaoyao's concert is about to start. Let's go and listen. I'll introduce Yaoyao to you."

Miss Yaoyao, the zither spirit who lost the zither-playing contest and smashed the zither table with one palm, her concerts are still very popular.

The scene was packed with well-dressed people, and probably half of them were humans, and at least half were monsters—if the humans at the scene did not deliberately dress up as monsters.

The ticket Yaoyao gave her was in a very good position, in the first row. Shen Le naturally had to be polite and tried to stay awake throughout the concert.

Of course, I didn't recognize the names of any of the songs. I just felt that three or five of them sounded familiar, but I couldn't think of the names...

As soon as the concert ended, Dr. Qin immediately dragged Shen Le and rushed backstage. He pushed Shen Le in front of Yao Qin and couldn't wait to introduce her:
"Yaoyao, look, this is Mr. Shen, who specializes in restoring cultural relics. If you need repairs, you can find him—"

"No need." Miss Yaoyao's cold eyes turned to Shen Le, and she walked away with a wave of her sleeves.

The fragrant breeze brought her calm, yet unceremonious comment:
"I won't ask him to fix it. He can't understand my piano."

Shen Le himself was not embarrassed, but when he saw this scene, he felt embarrassed for Dr. Qin.

Even so, Dr. Qin still tried to apologize to him, lamented, and asked him to make an appointment next time...

"Forget it, I have something else to do..."

He rushed back to Zhuxi Town and sat back in front of his computer. Just as he was about to finish two papers and follow up on the latest developments in the industry, a message from the boss lady popped up on WeChat:

"Are you there? Someone asked me to give you a gift and ask you to do something for them. Would you like to take a look?"

A quarter of an hour later, Ge Jin came to the door gracefully, carrying a food box. On the third layer of the food box, there was a large bowl of hand-pulled mutton, the meat was tender and the bones were off, and you could eat it right away.

On the second layer of the food box, there is a bowl of green onions, a bowl of fragrant white rice, and a few side dishes.
He opened the first layer of the food box, and there quietly lay the wooden comb that he had seen at the trade fair but had not bought...

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