The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 133: Looking forward to his father (?) Jackie Chan's little ink bucket? (Subscribe)
Shen Le meditated and meditated and meditated hard, but unfortunately, no results were achieved.

The memories brought by meditation are just memories. Shen Le has no way to interfere with or change this memory, nor can he materialize anything to explore this memory.

He had no choice but to concentrate, look carefully, and write down every detail:

The size of the flame, the boiling time, the proportion of tung oil. After boiling, the craftsman picked out several other pigment powders and carefully mixed them into the black lacquer.

Shen Le watched without blinking. No wonder the black lacquer he used was a little different in color from the black lacquer on the mother-of-pearl box. It turned out that the formula was different from the root.

You must definitely write this formula down, and try applying it on a piece of wood to make sure you get the exact same color!

Humph, when doing restoration in a museum, just the various pigments used in the gray layer, paint layer, and color layer, and the exact formulas, require all kinds of technology to scan them seventeen or eighteen times.

I don’t even need so many experimental instruments. I can find the answer directly through simple meditation and communication!

Mixing the paint is one thing, filling it with paint is another.

The paint colors are different, and the same paint color is not mixed;
If the filled paint is uneven, or even there are cracks between the new paint and the old paint, the cause is complicated.

On the one hand, it is because the surface is not smooth after the paint is filled in. On the other hand, it is because after the new paint is filled in, there will be slight shrinkage, and more putty needs to be filled in to cover it...

The latter reason is unsolvable, but the former reason can be solved by hard work.

The issue is……

"How can we polish such a small area? It's only a tiny spot!"

You have to do it even if you can't.

Just practice cooking more.

Shen Le seemed to hear a cold snort in his heart, coming from his mentor, from the two old carpenters and their master, and from many more old craftsmen.

There is nothing that cannot be done, no skills, no ability... none of that exists.

If you can’t do it, practice it, practice it to death.

The kind that does not have CNC machine tools, but relies purely on spherical machine tools to process uranium balls, with the shape, size and finish meeting the standards;

The kind that grinds parts by hand to a precision of one thousandth of a millimeter;

This may not be achieved simply through hard work, it requires a bit of talent.

However, the general level of an eighth-level worker can be achieved purely through passion, concentration, hard work, and persistent training!
If you can’t achieve it, it just means you are not willing to practice, it means you are not willing to put in the effort!

Shen Le smiled bitterly and picked up the chisel, and with a few slashes, he chiseled a few more holes in the mother-of-pearl jewelry box he had bought, trying to control the size and depth to be consistent with the cracks on the comb.

Then, carefully trim the edges, carefully pick up the thinnest grout pen, dip it in lacquer, and apply a thin layer inside.

Paint all the holes one layer at a time, then one layer at a time, and put it in a constant temperature and humidity box to dry in the shade. Then, take it out and polish it patiently...

He put the smallest sanding head in and sanded it down little by little until it was smooth. He changed the sandpaper on the sanding head from coarse to fine, all the way to 3000 grit, which made Shen Le sweat.

This repair work is really not a job for humans!
Hold on, hold on, the teachers in the restoration team of the Palace Museum do this kind of work every day...

Fortunately, Shen Le already had some experience when he was repairing the doll cabinet: meditation can soothe the restlessness of the body and mind and force oneself into a state of tranquility.

He patiently crawled over to meditate. Fortunately, Xiao Modou was quick and had already made the first trial version of the wooden bed. The power of meditation and concentration was indeed much faster than before.

After three cycles of meditation on the newly built wooden bed, Shen Le finally calmed down physically and mentally. He accepted his fate and got up to continue working:
Be calm, patient and at ease. How do those big guys who polish aerospace machinery and core components of fighter jets achieve such precision in processing?
I just used 3000-grit water-grit sandpaper to polish it. There's no reason for you to be so unfocused when comparing yourself with others!
Although Shen Le did not have the big boss's energy-cultivating skills, he still managed to calm his mind by relying on the forced stability brought by the operation of his internal energy.

One crack after another, over and over again, a crack the size of a fingernail, a crack a few square millimeters.

Hold your breath and polish patiently until it is smooth and flat. Then, use the thinnest grout pen to apply another layer of fine paint...

He painted and dried, and then painted again. After only a few layers were applied, a new batch of mother-of-pearl crafts purchased by Shen Le, along with a batch of old beech wood, arrived.

Shen Le left the beech wood to Xiao Modou to continue practicing, and immersed himself in the practice of repairing the mother-of-pearl lacquer surface:

Start with a flat surface, chisel a hole, polish it carefully until smooth, and then apply another layer. Wait for it to dry in the shade, polish it carefully again until smooth, and then apply another layer.

The paint was applied layer by layer until the gap was almost flush with the original position. If you look closely, you can still see the crack, but it is so small that it is almost invisible.

"Hmm... This shows that this idea is correct. Sanding it flat and then continuing to paint can indeed achieve the best repair effect..."

Shen Le was very satisfied with himself. After practicing on the flat lacquer box, he began to practice arcs.

First, I found a round box, chiseled a hole in the downward curved surface of the box, and then followed the same pattern, filling the holes one by one with paint. It was fine at the beginning, but later on...

"Why is this arc-shaped gap so difficult to fill?"

fall!
It’s impossible to draw a circle!
After painting and painting, the paint applied has all crooked shapes. There is no such thing as smoothness or curve!

How dare you call this an arc? Calling this a wavy line is a bit of an insult to the wavy line. It's just a bunch of dog-gnawed lumps!
Shen Le let out a long sigh, walked to the next room, and fell headfirst onto the new trial bed that Xiao Modou had just made, with his legs raised high over the bed frame.

Little Modou listened to him complain about his troubles of practicing and failing several times, hummed twice, and made a suggestion:

[You start by painting!] [You find a round piece of wood and paint it first until it is evenly coated!]

[After applying evenly, you can practice touch-up painting! ]

That makes sense!

Shen Le jumped up. If you can't do difficult moves well, it's probably because you don't have a solid foundation.
Once you have laid a solid foundation, the subsequent problems will come naturally and be easily solved!
"A log... a log..."

Shen Le walked out muttering. The wooden furniture in the house were all valuable old furniture from the Ming and Qing dynasties, and they must not be ruined by him casually;
These furniture made by Xiao Modou, even if they are trial versions, have to be sold for money, and he can’t mess with his ugly painting skills;
I remember the pile of old furniture I dragged back from the mountain village last time. There were quite a few curved areas in it. I could go look through them and pick out a few to practice with...

After taking three steps, his waist suddenly tightened and hurt. Shen Le stopped suddenly, turned around, and sweated:
"Zheng Mo! Let me go! You're going to break my skin if you do this!"

Fortunately, it is autumn now, fortunately I put on an extra piece of clothing, and fortunately I didn’t run forward!
It's such a thin line. If you sprint at full speed, you're very unlucky. If you're riding a motorcycle and a kite or fishing line is across your neck...

You know what can chop your head off?
With a whoosh, the lead weight flew around, and the ink line was retracted into the reel. Then, the saw, plane, and chisel started working with a clacking and swishing sound:
【Give!】

A round wooden stick, wrapped in ink thread, was confidently presented to Shen Le...

Shen Le was so confused that he had to accept Xiao Modou's kindness and try the wooden stick.

I had only applied one or two coats of paint when the ink fountain came rushing over with more round wooden sticks...

"Are you trying to tire me to death?"

Shen Le looked up at the sky in silence. And the little ink bucket's answer was to work hard with his tools and bring him five wooden combs.

Without looking at the decorations and only looking at the body, it is exactly the same as the mother-of-pearl wooden comb that Shen Le was going to repair.

"Are you trying to tire me to death..."

Shen Le looked up at the sky in silence. Others hope their children will become successful, but what are you hoping for, little Modou?

It's impossible to force me to become a carpenter like your former master all at once...

Not wanting to let down the little ink fountain's encouragement, he had no choice but to hold the wooden stick and paint over and over again, section by section.

While applying, he silently practiced Qigong to allow the heat to flow continuously through the meridians in his hands:
The first few times I applied it, the paint was thick and uneven, like it had been gnawed by a dog. I polished it a few times, and it became even more bumpy.

After twenty or thirty times, the paint marks gradually become thinner, and the painted lines gradually become smoother and more relaxed;
After forty or fifty times, the paint brush in his hand could move smoothly and move in straight lines, curves, and arcs, with different weights and twists and turns, all according to his will.

Well, it seems that opening up the hand Taiyin lung meridian, hand Yangming large intestine meridian, hand Shaoyin heart meridian, and hand Taiyang small intestine meridian is really helpful in controlling the movements of the arms and fingers!

If it weren't for the help of his inner strength, relying on his own learning ability, it would be impossible for him to practice fluently so quickly!

As for polishing, there is a trick to it. Shen Le looked through a bunch of videos and used the quick-drying resin for braces to stick on the wooden stick and press it into a soft piece.

After the quick-drying resin dries up, it will naturally harden. Tear it off and stick self-adhesive sandpaper on the surface of the arc. It will become a sanding tool that fits the arc of the wooden stick!

"So, with technology, we have modern materials; with modern materials, we have skills..." Shen Le sighed sincerely.

The polishing method he inherited from his childhood was that of an old master, who relied purely on experience and manual work to polish out a perfect arc. It was very powerful, but it really wasn't suitable for him!
Practice painting wooden sticks, practice painting wooden balls (thanks to those poor wooden balls left over when making ghost balls), and practice painting wooden combs made of small ink fountains.

Shen Le was rubbing his hands in anticipation. Just as he was about to try to chisel off the paint chips on the comb he bought and then repaint it, Xiao Modou had finally finished making three trial versions of the Luohan beds.

Old You was overjoyed. He moved the three beds out one by one, and moved the jades around on them. Finally, he chose plan number two:
"I'll leave it to you! I'll sell these three beds for you as soon as possible - and try to exchange them for spirit-gathering jade! Do you have any requirements for the type, color, and size of the jade?"

"No……"

As long as it is jade, it can nourish the little inkstone and its friends. There is no requirement for the type and I am not picky.

What? Now I’m a rich man, can I also have an inlaid training bed?

I can even pick the wood used for the training bed, as well as the type, color and size of the jade?

Shen Le, who was still a poor guy with 30,000 yuan in his pocket a few months ago, had never thought about this kind of thing...

And jade is very expensive!
The cost of the three trial wooden beds, even if the cost of the genuine wooden beds is added, would only add up to more than one million yuan.

Gold has a price but jade is priceless. Shen Le had no idea how much jade he could buy and how much jade that could gather spiritual energy he could buy. He was even more afraid to spend the money on his own enjoyment.

Old You flew out excitedly. It only took him three days to find owners for the three trial Luohan beds, and he even brought seven bags of jade for Shen Le to choose from:
"Boss, I flew three round trips across the Tianshan Mountains! South slope, north slope, north slope, south slope, let them bid, the highest bidder wins! Boss, do you think these jades meet your requirements?"

Shen Le let out a long breath.

These seven bags of jade included some with stone skin, some that had been polished, and some that had only a window opened.
Some are pure mutton-fat white, some are reddish, some are black, some are bluish, and some are yellowish;
The small ones are the size of marbles, the larger ones are the size of pigeon eggs, and the largest ones are even the size of ostrich eggs!

Among these jades, if we only consider those that have been polished, it should not be a problem to sell them for hundreds of millions or even tens of millions, right?

"What's the matter with the seven bags of jade?" he asked with a frown. Could it be that Old You was collecting money casually outside under his name?

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