The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 149 Shen Le: Let’s be honest, I’m the one you’re looking for (Subscribe)
Can you please stop making trouble...

Shen Le really wanted to vomit blood, but he couldn't take the small oil lamp out of his backpack and shake it hard in front of outsiders.

Fortunately, the little oil lamp remembered his lesson and should not affect the lights, meters, and all electrical equipment outside, and should not cause trouble to others. Otherwise, looking at its excited look, this place would have probably become a disco...

The question is, what are you excited about?

The wooden comb and the porcelain box were excited because they sensed their companions;

Why are you so excited?
Or have you guys already reached an agreement? Who wants what? Everyone should work together and come to me to find a way to make it happen...

Complaints aside, Shen Le really wanted to help them find their own companions. He patted his backpack and shouted in his mind to quiet the little guys down;
Then, he moved forward one step, and then another step, to the side of Mr. Chen, his forehead almost touching the glass door. He stared at the tiles, his voice trembling slightly, with a burning passion erupting from his heart:

"Can you sell these porcelain pieces to me?"

"No!!!" Mr. Chen's voice cracked. He pulled Shen Le back, stuffed the bronze mirror in his arms, took off the wooden string in his hand and put it on his hand, followed by the jade on his neck...

“You take this!

Take this again!

I tell you, these things are very strange. Often you know something is wrong, but you just want to get it and don’t want to throw it away. That’s when you get caught…”

He stuffed almost everything into Shen Le, leaving only a red rope hanging around his neck. While stuffing things into Shen Le, he quickly gave instructions, and the whole corridor was filled with his voice -

While shouting, he took out his cell phone and quickly selected a number.

The middle-aged businessman seemed to have forgotten all his previous hesitations. He wanted to find someone, but was worried about not revealing the secret. He searched through the contacts and pressed the dial button without hesitation.

Shen Le had no choice but to hold the bronze mirror in his arms, freeing up one hand to snatch his phone away:

"Stop! I'm fine! I'm not bewitched by them! I have a way to deal with this thing!!!"

"what?"

Chen Guohua paused for a moment. His hand that was grabbing the phone stopped in the air, and he looked Shen Le up and down, a little suspicious and a little unhappy:
"Are you telling the truth?"

There is a way to deal with it, why didn’t you say it before but now?
Were you hiding something before, or are you deliberately deceiving me in order to get these porcelain pieces?

"Really." Shen Le looked left and right, trying to find a place to put down the pile of things in his hands. However, the corridor was empty, there was no third person, and there was no table for him to put his things.

He had no choice but to step back two steps, put down the large bronze mirror in the corner, then stacked the small bronze mirror, and put away the jade pendants, bracelets, etc. given by Mr. Chen one by one.

"Pick them up! Pick them up!"

Chen Guohua was behind him, patting him once, and then patting him again. Hey, money is money, life is life, even if it's for money, you can't give up your life!

He had a sturdy body and thick palms. If he slapped down with all his strength, it would almost make people vomit blood. But this time, he held back on his strength, using only one point out of ten.

Shen Le was shaken twice by his slap, but he didn't feel any pain. He just grabbed the other person's wrist with his backhand and held it firmly.

He paused, quickly took off his backpack, took out something, and held it in front of Mr. Chen:
"look!"

Chen Guohua's raised hand froze in place. He didn't even have time to reach out to take it. He leaned forward and looked closely with wide eyes:
"Special Affairs Department? Non-staff personnel?"

He read every word, not wanting to miss any of the text or the seal. He took two steps back and looked back and forth between the photo on the document and Shen Le himself:

"You...you really..."

The muscles on his face twitched slightly. He tried to put on a happy expression, but it unconsciously turned into one of surprise.

His previous plan was to use his connections to find someone from the special affairs department to handle it. It would be best if he had a full-time job, but if not, a part-time job would be fine.

The problem is that this department is elusive. People like them who have nothing to do with it have to be reported to the local police station, which then verifies the information and reports it up the chain of command.

If you are lucky, someone may come to handle it in three to five days, or ten days to half a month if you are unlucky. I have heard from colleagues who have actually encountered such a thing that the person who comes may not be a full-time employee, but most likely a non-staff member.

what?
Full-time job?

The regular staff fights on the front lines against demons and monsters every day, dealing with truly life-threatening matters. It's good to have a reliable non-staff!
He originally wanted to ask his mother for help in finding the student, but who would have known that a strange student he met at his mother's place was actually from the special affairs department?

real or fake?

"I understand a little bit." Shen Le nodded slowly to him:
"These porcelain pieces are not a big deal. If you don't mind, just sell them to me and I'll take them away after processing."

He slowly withdrew his hand and took back the ID. Mr. Chen was worried, so he stretched out his hand to stop him and wanted to take the ID to look at it. Shen Le didn't care, smiled and handed it to him, his eyes turned to the porcelain inside, and suddenly he was stunned:
These porcelain pieces were lying quietly just now, but they started moving again after he and Mr. Chen had just spoken a few words. Not only did they move, but they also stood up one by one, with their sharp corners standing on the tray. They rotated, jumped, overlapped and dispersed, dispersed and overlapped again.

The breath on the porcelain tiles was boiling and surging, and it stretched out tentacles one by one, reaching out to the glass door, to them...

"Hey, you need to move faster." He touched Mr. Chen and pointed inside the door:

"If you don't make a decision, these porcelain pieces will become more and more troublesome!"

Mr. Chen was looking at the non-staff personnel's ID card over and over again, trying to find a way to prove it.

By the way, if it is a police ID, just call 110 and tell the police number. The other party will naturally tell you whether the police number is real or fake and what the corresponding police officer's name is;
But how can we prove that the certificates of special affairs departments, especially those of non-staff personnel, are authentic and not forged?
He took out his phone and before he started searching on Baidu, Shen Le reminded him and he saw the rebellious porcelain pieces in front of him. He took one look and frowned:
"Do you really have the ability to deal with them? Xiao Shen, you are a student that my mother values. If you don't deal with this, at most you will lose some money, but you can't get hurt!"

Shen Le repeatedly comforted him before he let down his guard and opened the door. Mr. Chen himself did not dare to go in, so he stayed at the door holding a bronze mirror, watching Shen Le run to the porcelain pieces:
"Hey, stop making trouble!"

Hey, can the porcelain pieces understand you when you talk to them like this?

As an ordinary person, Mr. Chen didn't know whether he could understand or not. However, he saw Shen Le's actions clearly:
As soon as Shen Le walked to the table, the porcelain pieces fell back with a click and remained motionless.

Shen Le took a tray alone, picked out some porcelain pieces, and placed them randomly. He picked them very quickly, without any comparison or identification, as if each piece of porcelain had a mark on it;
After selecting, I roughly pieced together a small box with many broken pieces, and a few pieces of broken porcelain were left beside it. I took pictures, measured, and made a mold.

While waiting for the resin to dry, I reached out and gently brushed the remaining tiles a few times, as if brushing away some invisible dust.

Although Mr. Chen couldn't see the difference, he felt vaguely relieved and his chest was no longer stuffy.

Shen Le held the selected and pieced-together porcelain box in his hand, turned to Mr. Chen, and nodded gently:

"I'm glad I did it. Mr. Chen, can you sell me these porcelain pieces?"

"What do you mean I'll sell it to you!" Mr. Chen waved his fat palm vigorously. On his deeply sunken Mediterranean forehead, two strands of long hair were stained with sweat and drooped directly, revealing his bald head:
"Take it, just take it! Apart from this, if you have anything else you like, as long as it's not sent in by a customer for repair, you can take it away!"

Shen Le couldn't help but smile and shook his head. Seeing that Mr. Chen's face was flushed, his nostrils were flaring, and he looked anxious and angry, he raised his free hand to his forehead and slowly pressed it down, repeating this over and over again:
"You can't take it. You must buy it. Mr. Chen, listen to me - these things are all tainted with karma. If we can transfer them by buying them, it will be good for both you and me. Otherwise, there might be problems."

In fact, Shen Le himself did not believe in the theory of cause and effect, and he just casually brought it up to fool people. Fortunately, Mr. Chen believed it, nodded repeatedly, and took two steps back:
"You have a point. Wait a minute, I'll check the account, how much money went in, how much money went out, I won't make a single cent from you!"

Anyway, this kind of broken porcelain pieces are not expensive to buy. It's not Jun kiln or something, even broken porcelain pieces are expensive, it is said that a piece of Jun porcelain is worth ten thousand gold;

These famille rose porcelain pieces, especially those from folk kilns in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China, are basically sold by weight or in packages.

These seven or eight pieces of broken porcelain add up to more than two hundred yuan. His surname is Chen and the young man's!
After saying this, Mr. Chen turned around and ran to the finance office. After smoking a cigarette, he said cheerfully:
"Take it for a hundred dollars! There were a dozen pieces of broken porcelain on the tray earlier, and I charged them two hundred dollars in total. Pick out these pieces and take them for a hundred dollars!"

"That won't work." Shen Le had already taken out his phone and clicked on the payment interface:

"These porcelain pieces, just because they have supernatural powers, are definitely worth more than your purchase price. Besides, isn't the rent for your studio money? Isn't the labor cost money? If you break even, aren't you still losing money?"

"So what if I ask you to exorcise the monster? I don't want to be paid?"

After much negotiation, Shen Le finally paid double the price to buy the broken porcelain pieces. Of course, he also gained something:

Boss Chen generously promised that Shen Le could use his studio, equipment and materials at will during his stay in Beijing.

"Let me see your craftsmanship! Let me see what these broken pieces of porcelain will look like after you have repaired them!"

Shen Le was more than happy to do so. From the next day, he stayed in Mr. Chen's studio, concentrating on repairing the various parts of the dressing box.

A wooden comb and a brush both needed to be repainted, and there were two places where the missing mother-of-pearl needed to be added;

A bronze mirror, rusted and scratched, needs to be cleaned and repaired slowly;
The most important things are the porcelain boxes. Some are relatively intact, while others have been broken into pieces and need to be picked out, pieced together, and repaired.

It has to be almost repaired before I can show it to Professor Lin and talk to her about buying the dressing box.

At the very least, I want her to see that my craftsmanship has improved and I will not let her dressing box down!
As for defeating Mr. Chen...what?
I just focused on my own work, repairing the mother-of-pearl box used for the competition and honing my skills.

As for whether he repairs it or not, what does it have to do with me?

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