The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 137 For me, the mouse shop owner showed his true colors in front of the cat! (Subscribe)
As soon as the warehouse door opened, Lao You leaned sideways and squeezed in ahead of Shen Le, even forcing the rat shop owner to take a few steps back.

The warehouse is at least three times larger than the front counter. However, because there is no need to consider customers moving around or displaying goods, there are layers of shelves and the number of collections displayed is at least ten times that of the front counter.

For a peregrine falcon, this kind of cramped and hot environment was extremely suffocating, making it feel uncomfortable all over.

Shen Le looked with his spiritual eyes and thought he saw a large bird with its feathers erect and its tail spread out. Well, it looked like its feathers were standing up, right?
He released his spiritual eyes and looked up. Lao You half-turned his body to block him, his back pressed tightly against the shelf, as if he was trying to protect his safety at all times while trying not to hinder him from viewing the goods.

Seeing his gaze sweeping over, she had to quickly adjust her expression and reveal a loyal, brave and diligent smile...

Come on, your acting is terrible.

Moreover, I see you with my spiritual eyes, and you look like a raptor. It is very inappropriate for a raptor to make this expression. You are an old traveler, not a young traveler...

Shen Le sighed and waved at him:

"Go out, you're feeling very suffocated in there, go out and walk around. I can look around by myself, boss, tell me what you like, is that ok, boss?"

"No problem, no problem!" The shop owner nodded vigorously. Lao You stared at him, then looked at Shen Le carefully, and squeezed out slowly.

When he squeezed out of the warehouse, the owner was fully prepared and intended to be a diligent guide. Before he opened his mouth, Shen Le lowered his eyes again and assumed a posture of meditation again.

His mind was wide open, scanning each of the collections. Shen Le didn't even need to move his feet, the entire warehouse's collections were reflected in his mind.

Some are gloomy, some are bright, some are heavy, and on a well-preserved silk quilt in the corner, there is even a hint of pink glow.

However, the only one who has the same aura as the little wooden comb, or a similar aura, is...

only……

"What was originally placed here?"

Shen Le moved to the shelf where the porcelain was placed. From top to bottom, there were at least 180 pieces of porcelain, large and small. The vases, pots, and jars below would fill up the entire shelf with two or three pieces.

On the top, Guanyin is merciful, Buddha lowers his eyebrows, Laojun nods, Du Fu holds a submachine gun in his hand, and no one knows whose prank it is;
On one of the trays, there were a lot of snuff bottles, small boxes, small mirrors and other things scattered around.

Shen Le dug around on the tray and found a space:
The old beech wood tray was stained with a slight scent similar to that of a comb, but it was so faint that it was almost unnoticeable if one was not paying attention.

He stretched out his finger and gently brushed the surface of the tray. The aura that caught his attention immediately disappeared, like water without a source or a tree without roots, which could be wiped away with a single wipe.

It should be that the object has been placed on the tray for a long time, so the tray has been contaminated with its scent. The rest of the objects on the tray do not have this characteristic.

Either the distance was too far to touch, or these objects were relatively new, and when they arrived, Shen Le’s target had already been sold...

"There should have been something like the comb here... Do you remember where it was sold?"

"What? It's the same set as this? This is for porcelain..."

The shop owner came up to Shen Le and looked at him again and again, with a confused look on his face:
"This place only sells small miscellaneous porcelain items. The items are cheap and sell quickly. You said it was a set with a wooden comb, but I really don't remember it. I bought them together with a whole bunch of them..."

There were furniture, clothes, books, and badges. The family was moving and clearing out old stuff, and he bought it at the price of a garbage collector...

"The woodwork you want, the mother-of-pearl woodwork like this comb, is not here!"

Shen Le smiled and shook his head. He didn't think that this answer meant that the boss was not working hard.

To this day, in the process of dealing with the proprietress, Lao You, Doctor Qin, Gu Yulin and others, he has roughly understood that his ability to directly "see" the breath is still very rare.

The rat shop owner might be able to feel something by instinct, or when the other party's aura is very strong, he can sense it directly.

However, he could not distinguish smells that were too faint, too old, or too complex...

"It could be porcelain." Shen Le smiled at him and slowed down his tone:
"It could be a rouge box or a powder box. This kind of box is most likely to be placed in a makeup box... Most of them have festive patterns, suitable for girls to bring as dowry when they get married..."

He rubbed his fingertips slowly on the tray, chasing those faint scents, drawing small circles one by one:

"It's about this big... two, no, three... They were sold a long time ago, probably before everything on this pallet came here..."

"How did you know that?!"

The voice of the Mouse Shop owner began to tremble, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Shen Le was as if Shen Le had suddenly gained three heads and six arms, or had suddenly grown to a height of three meters:

"Could it be that you... Could it be that you..."

"Ah, I can't talk to them yet, and I don't have the ability to see through time." Shen Le laughed:
"Anyway, please think carefully, where did you sell these three boxes?"

He showed off his skills a little bit, and the mouse shop owner's enthusiasm for work was obviously much stronger. He ran behind the counter, took out an account book, and flipped through it frantically.

He leaned over the account book, his eyes almost cross-eyed. He glanced at the things on the tray, then lowered his head to stare at the account book, muttering to himself:

"Glass snuff bottle with a painting of ladies from the Republic of China... 18...Late Qing Dynasty imitation Yue kiln brush washer... 15...Qianlong famille rose ink box... 09...Boss, are you sure it was sold before 09?"

Shen Le didn't know whether it was 09 or not. After all, his ability to read auras couldn't be used to determine the year. He could only repeat calmly:
"I'm sure these things don't have the flavor of the things I want. So, either the things I want were sold before 09, or they were stored somewhere else..."

"That's impossible! All the small pieces of porcelain and miscellaneous items are placed here!"

The mouse shop owner said it firmly. Shen Le stopped talking, raised his chin, and signaled him to continue looking through the account book. After a long time, the mouse shop owner cheered and showed the account book to Shen Le: "Found it! These three boxes were sold to the Xinyi Antique Shop! Do you want to go to their house to ask? I'll go with you!"

Unfortunately, the Xinyi antique shop resold them. Shen Le followed the mouse shop owner and went to three antique shops in succession. Fortunately, he collected all three porcelain boxes in the second and third shops.

The three porcelain boxes are of different sizes. One is the size of a palm, another is the size of a palm, and the third is only as big as the circle of the index finger and thumb.

All three pieces are doucai porcelain. The largest one has a dragon and a phoenix carefully painted on it, the second one has mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the smallest one has a pair of lotus flowers.

The artist is obviously a master, depicting patterns in a small space, with dragon scales and phoenix feathers clearly visible. The two mandarin ducks are so delicate that every feather can be seen clearly.

The mandarin ducks snuggled together, leaned against each other's necks and looked back, their eyes sparkling and full of life.

Even the smallest lotus flower with two lotus stems has the lotus seeds in its heart clearly marked one by one.

After opening the lid, the largest one had a little white grease on the inside, and the second one had some unknown objects stuck to the bottom. Shen Le picked up a little with the tip of a needle, twisted it on a tissue, and studied it with a frown:
The color is dark black, and it seems a little red. I don't know what it is. Is it the result of rouge oxidation over the years? It's a pity, it would be better if it could be sent for testing...

Unfortunately, when Shen Le found them, it was too late. One of the three porcelain boxes had a cracked edge, one had a damaged edge, and the smallest one had its lid and bottom separated...

The bottom was found in the second store and the lid was found in the third store, hidden in the corner under the cabinet.

Shen Le got down on his stomach and followed the Qi flow for a long time, finally pulling out a small pile of soda bottles and fish bones. The black cat in the store was already unhappy, squatting beside him and breathing at him non-stop.

At the critical moment, the rat shop owner pounced down. Shen Le clearly saw a black shadow flying out of his body and jumping under the cabinet.

When it came out again, it was a fat rat, about a foot long, and it pushed out a bunch of soda bottle caps, broken hairpins, and nickels with its body...

And the dusty lid that was about the size of a soda bottle cap.

"Uh...thank you for your hard work..."

Shen Le put one hand between the black cat and the big mouse, and waved it outward vigorously to prevent the black cat from jumping over and grabbing the mouse;

The other hand didn't even have time to pick up the lid of the box before it had already supported the rat shop owner who was shaking and about to fall.

After a moment, the mouse disappeared. The mouse shop owner opened his eyes and took a long breath:

"call……"

Shen Le saw it clearly, his face turned from white to blue, from blue to yellow, and finally from yellow to red. Beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead and chubby cheeks.

"Thank you so much." Shen Le expressed his gratitude sincerely, took out two jade beads and stuffed them into his hands. The rat shop owner took a step back and shook his hand vigorously:

"No! No, no! I was just helping you pick up something - there's no need to give you so much!"

Shen Le insisted on putting the jade beads into his pocket, picked up the box lid, and turned to bargain with the owner of the antique shop.

A tiny box lid and a round box the size of a palm, together they only cost two thousand yuan. Shen Le bought them with satisfaction, and then went to push the mouse shop owner back and forth:

"You just took a risk. The cat—"

"I'm not afraid of him! It's not worth anything to help you pick up something. There's no reason for me to take your thank-you gift!"

"You were so scared just now! I saw it! I let you take such a big risk, and I think this reward is too little!"

"I did this voluntarily. How can I ask you for compensation..."

Shen Le lowered his voice and argued with the mouse shop owner, which attracted the attention of antique dealers who were setting up stalls along the way.

Lao You followed behind and suddenly laughed. The thin sound was faint and reached Shen Le's ears:

"He lent you money to survive the catastrophe, big man! Surviving the cat calamity is the biggest benefit, and he still dares to ask for money!"

Ah this...

Shen Le smiled awkwardly and took his hand back. The owner of the Mouse Shop breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed completely, and gave Lao You a grateful smile:
"Um...are you looking for anything else? I know all the shop owners on this street. I can take you to each one of them!"

Shen Le was already satisfied. He waved goodbye to the owner and returned to the hotel. After taking a shower and changing clothes, he lay on the bed, holding a small wooden comb and a round box in one hand and two other round boxes in the other hand, and slowly entered into meditation:
……No.

……No.

The little wooden comb and the round box tried their best to resonate with each other, and a brilliant light rose from them, as if they were happy about the reunion;
However, the range of their resonance drifted far away and continued to expand, but they still could not find their own kind.

It rotated and rotated, spreading outward to its limit, circling the surrounding lakes, mountains, and houses, but still no similar breath responded to the call.

Shen Le persisted until he was exhausted, then he opened his eyes and sighed:

"Alas, I feel that there will be no other components in Lin'an... I still have to go back and slowly repair it. After it is repaired, there will probably be new prompts?"

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