The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 134 Little Modou has hope for advancement! Modou, work hard!

Chapter 134 Little Modou has hope for advancement! Modou, work hard! (Subscribe)
Shen Le looked at Lao You warily.

If he dares to take money from outsiders, their contract will be terminated. He can't let a bully like that be his agent!

Although he has no power to rely on...

"It's like this, jade is difficult to estimate the value, it all depends on your eye." Lao You was well prepared and took out a thick stack of documents.

Shen Le looked through it carefully. Each document was a pre-sale contract, which clearly stated the specific size, color, and weight of all the jade stones participating in the auction.

There are all kinds of claw marks at the beginning, end, and seam of the contract. There are small and delicate plum blossom-shaped ones, diamond-shaped plum blossoms with four round toes and fine tips;
There are Y-shaped paw prints, accompanied by four round balls, two toes forward, one toe backward, and thin bamboo leaf-like...

Based on his limited knowledge of animals, Shen Le suspected that he had caught all the small cats, foxes, rabbits, and bird monsters.

"Wow, you found quite a variety of monsters..."

Shen Le murmured. Old You tried to smile:

“They are all relatively weak monsters. They are young and have a hard time surviving, so they will desperately grab any opportunity they get.

Of course, in addition to the three you selected, it would be even better if you were willing to make a trial bed for the others..."

Do it, do it!
Why not?
These seven bags of jade, when viewed with spiritual eyes, all emit a faint spiritual light and have the ability to absorb, gather, and filter spiritual energy.

Not to mention how much it can be sold for, the more spiritual energy it has, the faster the small inkstone will advance.

Maybe the Pinocchio, the oil lamp, and even the doll cabinet can also benefit from it!

It wasn't me who did it anyway!

Shen Le left a message saying "Let me pick some and see", and went home with the jade bag. He placed the seven bags next to Xiao Mo Dou, and after a brief conversation, Xiao Mo Dou said excitedly:
【give it to me! 】

It’s just seven beds!
Three beds have been completed, and there are four left. Just four beds. Give him a week, ten days at most, and he will make sure they are all completed!

He wants all these jades!
Shen Le smiled as he watched Xiao Modou direct the carpentry tools, moving the jade stones here and there, trying to build a suitable nest.

With such an interest in jades, it seems that the advancement of the small inkstone is just around the corner!
"When you get stronger and your friends can talk, how about buying them some power tools and you work on teaching them to be as good as you?"

He squatted down and discussed with Xiao Modou:

"Electric tools are more efficient than manual tools. This way, you won't be too tired..."

【Let’s talk about it later! 】

The inkwell hummed. Miraculously, Shen Le could hear a hint of impatience from the humming sound:
【Wait until they can speak! 】

You learn to procrastinate...

You learned to say "again"...

Don't learn to be lazy! Don't learn to dawdle. If you are asked to do something, you will say "I'll talk about it later"!
Shen Le rolled away silently and asked Lao You to ask the owner of the small wooden comb if he knew where the other parts of the dressing table had gone.

Also, after these seven beds, the trial version of the beds will not be made for the time being!

Not doing it anyway!
When to do it next time and how much to do is a matter for next time. I’ll talk about it after I finish repairing the little wooden comb!

Shen Le tossed the handmade wooden comb of the inkstone back and forth, trying hard to practice touching up the paint.

Of course, it is impossible to spend a whole day to touch up the paint, after all, it takes 24 hours for the lacquer to dry. In the rest of the time, he worked very hard on the mother-of-pearl:

A piece of mother-of-pearl paper, 14*4 cm in size and 0.2 mm thick, is placed flat on the engraving board and the pattern is drawn on it.

Then, holding the carving knife, he kept turning it to carve out mother-of-pearl pieces the size of a grain of rice, two grains of rice, or at most a mung bean:
"It's crooked!"

"It's crooked!"

"It's crooked again! The knife flew out!"

"It's crooked again..."

Shen Le struggled until he was sweating, and finally carved out a small petal.

A closer look reveals that around the "petals", there are densely packed, radiating mother-of-pearl pieces, with cracks ranging from one or two centimeters long to five or six millimeters short...

This work efficiency is too poor!
I don't mind wasting a little more mother-of-pearl, but the problem is that the petals themselves are not tied very firmly, and there are some traces of tearing on the edges...

Shen Le practiced carving mother-of-pearl pieces for two days, but the situation did not improve.

He changed his method from carving with a carving knife to cutting with scissors. This time it was a little better, but after just two cuts, the scissors became blunt, the scissors tilted, and the blade slipped to an unknown place.

Shen Le sighed, and had to take the scissors to Xiao Modou's workshop, intending to sharpen the blade before working.

As soon as he stepped in, the little ink bucket "looked" over:

【What's the matter? 】

"I can't handle that mother-of-pearl..."

Shen Le really had no one to talk to, so he could only complain to it. The little inkstone listened quietly, stretched out its lead weight to "take a look" at the next door, and took charge:

【Simple! 】

【give it to me! 】

You can even do this? Shen Le was shocked. The little inkstone did not explain to him. As soon as the ink line was vibrated, two vises, two needle-nosed pliers, and a wire saw followed him to the next door in a menacing manner.

The little inkstone took the lead and jumped onto Shen Le's workbench, then brought his brothers up and lowered his head to "look" at the mother-of-pearl piece:

【Cut along the lines above? 】

Shen Le agreed. Then he saw four pliers split into four corners, clamping the mother-of-pearl piece and lifting it up in the air.

There was no need to adjust the height. Shen Le looked at the mother-of-pearl piece and knew it was absolutely level. If you poured some water on it, it wouldn't flow east, south, west, or north...

This ability!
Much better than me!
Before Shen Le could finish his admiration, the wire saw jumped up, straightened its body, and touched the mother-of-pearl piece.

Shen Le watched it humming happily, following the lines drawn on the mother-of-pearl piece, moving in an arc, an arc, a turn, and then another arc...

A small piece of mother-of-pearl fell, then another small piece fell, and then another small piece fell.

Before Shen Le could come to his senses, the 4*14 cm mother-of-pearl piece turned into a small pile of cut mother-of-pearl pieces and a piece of mother-of-pearl paper full of pits and holes.

【Any more? 】

The wire saw swung in the air, clanging again and again, making a happy sound like playing a piano.

Shen Le was stunned, until the wire saw turned sideways and pretended to tickle him with the saw blade, he jumped away and quickly answered:

"No more! Not for now! Thank you for your hard work!"

Next, we need to stick the cut mother-of-pearl pieces onto the black lacquer, right?

Shen Le decided to ask the boss for advice again. He held the copper sheet in one hand and the small wooden comb in the other, and entered into deep meditation.

Soon, as the heat from his palms stirred up the bright yet deep breath on the comb, another memory unfolded before him:

This time, Shen Le saw the familiar hands again. And the movements he saw during this meditation were more difficult than last time:

The left hand held a small pair of tweezers, holding a rice-sized, translucent mother-of-pearl piece, held in the air, motionless;
Holding a slender file in his right hand, he patiently polished it along the perimeter of the mother-of-pearl piece, bit by bit.

Use gentle force, the mother-of-pearl sheet is so thin that it is almost transparent, and a little more force can crack it or even break it;
The force cannot be too light, otherwise it will not bear any force. The sharp edges and corners that are sawed out of the whole shell cannot be filed into a round shape without a file...

Shen Le was terrified just by looking at it. However, the movements of those hands were extremely steady and smooth.

The mother-of-pearl piece rotated and tilted slightly, the file kept changing its angle, and the powder on it kept falling like clouds and mist...

It fell onto a piece of paper and was finally carefully collected and poured into a separate small bottle.

Shen Le vaguely understood that these mother-of-pearl powders were also useful. They could be poured on the lacquer surface to add patterns of mountains and rivers and textures of clothes. They must not be wasted.

The hands polished one piece of mother-of-pearl, then another, and then a third. Before long, dozens of pieces of mother-of-pearl had accumulated on the workbench, arranging them into small flower patterns on the patterned paper.

Shen Le watched with such a dreadful awe that he could hardly breathe. After the man finished polishing a batch of mother-of-pearl pieces, he checked the lacquer surface of the comb and smiled with satisfaction.

He picked up the mother-of-pearl piece with a pair of tiny tweezers, painted the back with vermilion lacquer, and gently dropped it. The mother-of-pearl with vermilion lacquer naturally adhered to the black lacquer surface of the comb.

The mother-of-pearl piece, which was originally pure white with a slightly rosy glow, was coated with this layer of vermilion lacquer, and the front side immediately revealed a delicate and brilliant luster.

Shen Le's face instantly turned bitter.

Such a thin and small mother-of-pearl piece needs to be clamped with tweezers and placed on the black lacquer. It must be placed flat and accurately, and the position cannot be offset at all.

I feel like I can’t do it!
If you can't cut the mother-of-pearl slices well, you can ask for help from a small ink fountain - but it's not a long-term solution;
But, should every job be left to Xiao Modou?

Shen Le had a hunch that this wasn't feasible. On the one hand, he couldn't bring himself to do this. On the other hand, Shen Le had an inexplicable feeling that if he delegated too much work and did too little work himself, he might not be able to wake up the objects that needed repairing.

Or, even if it is awakened, it will become part of something else, rather than the little creature he wants to awaken and let his spirituality grow freely.

Shen Le sighed helplessly, and first cut the remaining pieces of mother-of-pearl paper left by Xiao Modou and the others into dozens of pieces.

Then, I picked a file and a pair of tweezers, followed the movements of the boss in my memory, and started slowly:

File it...

File it again...

This time it was too heavy, and the mother-of-pearl piece was deformed a bit...

This time it was too light, and it didn’t file well enough…

Pay attention to your breathing... Exhale, inhale, hold your breath, and form a perfect cycle, which is most conducive to work...

Shen Le was so absorbed in his work that he forgot about everything else without realizing it.

When he came to his senses, he saw a food box on the small table next to him, and Xiao Ling was standing on it and shouting:

【You ignored me! 】

　Thanks to @养老咸4鱼 for the 500 starting coins

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