The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 129 You, you, you, you... Why is it you! Is it too late for me to escape?
Shen Le stared at the comb in silence for a long time.

The one who bought the comb, what did you want? What did you want?

You went to great lengths to buy this comb just to give it to me and please me?
Then why did you compete with me at the trade fair?
This is me giving in. If we get angry and have a fight, you have gone through so much trouble to get this comb and then give it to me...

What is the picture?
He silently complained to his boss, then picked up the comb and looked at it left and right.

This comb is quite exquisite, with a deep black lacquer back and colorful lights, but it is inlaid with mother-of-pearl to form various flowers;

The back of the comb had some bumps and damage, the paint had cracked in a few places, some of the mother-of-pearl had fallen off, and one of the teeth had broken off;
A faint fragrance emanates from the broken teeth of the comb. I don't know if it is the scent of wood or the aroma of osmanthus oil from long-term use.

more importantly……

Shen Le had never seen the aura lingering on it before, and he felt quite curious. Moreover, when he held the comb in his hand, the copper sheet also felt slightly warm, as if it was interested in the comb.

"Black lacquer mother-of-pearl? Do I have the ability to repair this kind of craftsmanship?"

Shen Le turned the comb over and over, looked it over, and checked a bunch of information. He felt that it could still be repaired, but it would be more troublesome and time-consuming.

Fortunately, I have time now... I am interested in this craft and I want to give it a try...

Shen Le said to himself. Then, he picked up his phone and sent a message to the boss lady:

"Who is the one who sent the gift? What does he want me to do for him?"

The matter is beyond my ability, so I won't accept the comb no matter how good it is - even if I buy it from the other party, I will do him a favor.

Shen Le thought very clearly that he could slowly look for a repair object to make the copper piece grow. At worst, he could go to Binhai to search the warehouse.

His own safety was the most important thing, and he couldn't risk it for an old object.

"The other party is a monster, claiming to be surnamed You, and should be a bird monster." The proprietress' message came back quickly:
"He said that he bought the bed you made and thought it was pretty good. It had a calming effect, but it was too weak.

He hopes to customize a sitting couch or a single bed, which has a stronger meditation effect than the one you sell, and can help control the inner demons when meditating. Of course, it would be even better if it can gather spiritual energy.

The other party provides their own wood, and the payment is negotiable!"

This……

This requirement is a bit high...

Shen Le looked at the comb and felt a little disappointed. If he didn't agree, he couldn't swallow it; if he agreed, he didn't know if he had the ability to do it.

After thinking for a while, Shen Le turned back to the house and asked Xiao Modou:
"Zheng Mo, someone wants to customize a piece of furniture, a couch or a bed, that can help them calm down and concentrate. Can you do it?"

What is meditation?

"It means to calm one's mind, to stop one's thoughts from wandering, and to stop having one thought after another." Shen Le patiently explained:
"The one you made before has this effect, but it's not enough. If you can increase the effect several times, such as two or three times, five or six times, can you do it?"

[I... I'm not sure... I'll give it a try...]

The small ink fountain turned in one direction on the spot, the ink line flew, and the saw, chisel and plane started to work.

In less than half a day, a single bed was finished, and all that was left was the clanging of the chisels and the carving of patterns on it.

The patterns carved this time were more than twice as complicated as those sold in bulk before. If the patterns were only lightly carved before, this time, a group of chisels were churning on them, trying to show off their skills:

Flat knife, round knife, oblique knife; intaglio, relief, shallow relief, deep relief, round carving.

They even made a hollow carving in the lotus pod at the head of the bed, and the lotus seeds can slightly rotate inside the lotus pod!

Shen Le was amazed at the craftsmanship of this set of woodworking tools. He stood by and watched silently:
In the spiritual eye's vision, the single bed was shrouded in a thin but quite comfortable aura.

The air in the room flows through the single bed, being guided, purified, and smoothed by it. When the air flows naturally, the slight agitation and conflict are completely gone.

After the pattern was carved, Shen Le ignored the sound of the chisel rolling up the sandpaper and grinding under the bed, and sat cross-legged on the bed. He slightly practiced Qigong and felt the effect of the single bed:

Well, its function of calming the mind is slightly better than the cushion he tried at the trade fair.

Twenty thousand points each!
20 RMB!

Even more than that, after all, you can meditate on a futon, but it is not good to sleep on it. And if the owner of a bed is a little lazy, he can even stay on it for 24 hours out of 22 hours a day...

I just don’t know if this bed can meet the requirements?
"Can you make it more powerful?"

[It’s too late…]

The little inkstone sounded a little aggrieved. The lead weight swung a few times and pointed to the wood piled in the corner:
[This wood is too bad... If there is better wood, maybe it can be used...]

There is no way. Shen Letu wants to be cheap, so he orders the cheapest wood, fast-growing fir.

The price was low, but the quality of the wood was just so-so. Compared to the fir wood that the older generation used to make furniture and coffins, the density of the wood was much lower... Fortunately, the customer who ordered the custom bed said he would bring his own wood. Shen Le felt a little more confident and informed the boss lady:
"I tried to make a single bed. Can you help me move it over and let the customer take a look? If the result is good, can I ask him to provide the wood?"

Half an hour later, Ge Jin leisurely walked into Tianxiang Tower, carrying a bundle of bed boards in one hand and the front and back headboards in the other.

Shen Le followed behind with empty hands, and asked with a smile as soon as he entered the door:
"Madam, I have finished making the bed. Is the client here?"

Then, he saw a middle-aged man sitting against the wall on the right side of the proprietress, who looked over and immediately revealed an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

"Ah? Why is it you?!"

"What's wrong with me?"

Shen Le walked over leisurely, sat down directly opposite the middle-aged man, picked up the teacup and took a sip. Are you surprised to see me? Are you panicked?
I told you not to snatch things from me at the trade fair!

Lao You forced a smile, which was uglier than crying. Why was it him?

How could it be the owner of the mansion who can control thunder tribulations!
He took great pains to find seven or eight kinds of magical flowers and herbs from all over the world before he finally persuaded the lady boss to introduce him to a big boss who made double beds.

Why is it this person!
The boss lady misunderstood me!

"No, nothing, it's you, it's you..." He answered with a nod and a bow, and he almost stood up and bowed on the spot.

Although his hand was clearly on the table and he did not touch the teacup, Shen Le could see clearly that ripples were constantly rippling in the teacup in front of him.

I guess this guy was shaking all the time, causing the teacup to shake constantly?

Shen Le admired it for a moment, and felt that his bad taste was satisfied. He didn't care about the comb being stolen, and smiled and pointed in the direction of Ge Jin:

"I made a trial version of the bed you wanted. The wood used wasn't very good, and the effect was average. Take a look at it. If you think the idea is okay, we can change to better wood and make it again."

There is no need for this... You are what you did...

Lao You wanted to say this, but he didn't dare. He stood up carefully, leaning back slightly to try to stay away from Shen Le, and rubbed past him.

Ge Jin had already assembled the bed quickly by putting together the mortise and tenon joints one by one. Lao You went over to touch it, then tentatively sat on the bed and took a deep breath:

"This is useful! It's really useful!"

He was overjoyed:
"Of course, it would be great if the effect could be improved a little bit! I can provide wood! I will get you whatever wood you specify!"

The problem is, I don't know what kind of wood has a calming effect. Shen Le frowned and looked at the proprietress, who also frowned and shook her head in disapproval:
"What kind of wood can you get? It's not that Mr. Shen specified a certain wood, so you go cut the tree now, right?"

The smile on Lao You's face froze for a moment. Shen Le got a headache seeing him like this:
No need to ask, the boss lady is right...

"After the wood is cut, it needs to be dried slowly in the shade to release its stress before it can be used to make furniture. The better the wood, the longer it needs to be dried in the shade - you know that, don't you?"

"I, I—I didn't think about it..."

I usually live in a tree hole!
I don't need wood to make furniture! Besides, even if I need furniture, I can just go buy it. I don't have to worry about drying it in the shade or anything like that...

Fortunately, even if you live directly in a tree hole, there are still some stocks in the Peregrine Falcon's monster cave. If it really doesn't work, you can also exchange with other monsters.

Lao You came back to his senses, walked over quickly, and whispered to the proprietress. Shen Le turned his head away and didn't listen to their conversation. After a while, the proprietress smiled and said:
"Okay, I have a piece of old dragon blood sandalwood here, I'll sell it to you. As for gathering spiritual energy, what do you think?"

Peregrine reached down and rummaged through his pockets, pulling out a small gray bag, and laid out twelve finger-sized jade stones on the table. They were milky white, warm, and had a faint glow:

"If you embed them on the bed, they will naturally gather spirits. Of course, it would be even better if you could carve a formation on the bed!"

Shen Le's eyelids twitched slightly. The color and texture of this jade looked like mutton-fat white jade.

Of course, it is definitely not Qinghai material, let alone Russian material or Afghan material.

The color of this mutton-fat white is so pure and gentle, and the price is not low. Gold has a price, but jade is priceless. If the twelve jades are offered at a price of one million, I guess someone will buy them.

The most important thing is that Shen Le observed with his spiritual eyes and found that there was a kind of power hidden in the jade, which was gentle, lingering and echoing.

Shen Le tried to arrange them in a circle and placed them at the 12 hour positions of the clock. He saw that they naturally formed a small vortex, absorbing external forces.

Then they were arranged in two circles, eight in the outer circle and four in the inner circle, and the vortex changed its rotation method. The absorption efficiency was slightly lower, but the ability to filter energy seemed to be a little higher?
Lao You leaned back once, then again, his back pressed tightly against the back of the chair, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

Shen Le played with the twelve jade stones repeatedly, sometimes it was the five directions and five elements + seven stars, sometimes it was the four directions + eight trigrams, and sometimes it was six inside and six outside, distributed in intervals.

After trying several times, he looked up at Lao You:

"Which plan do you like? Or, which plan do you think is more suitable for the practice you want to practice?"

(End of this chapter)