The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 153 Xiao Shen, fix this dressing box and I'll give you a favor - guess what it is? (Subscribe)

"Professor Lin, just give me your instructions! I will definitely do it. I will definitely achieve it." Shen Le met the old lady's gaze with a sincere smile.

This professor is a big shot in their college, a gem among the gems of the cultural relic restoration profession. She wants to ask me for help?
Just kidding, helping her is an opportunity that countless students and teachers in the school would be desperate to get!

"But let's be clear. You name the price for this dressing-case and I'll buy it. I'm young, and you don't want me to be known as someone who has ripped off a professor, do you?"

"I'll give it to you." Professor Lin's face darkened. She took a half step forward, put her palm on the dressing box, and pulled it out halfway, letting the box teeter on the edge of the wooden frame:

"Don't you want to collect them all? If you want, just take them away. After you repair them, just show them to me.

If you don’t want them, just wait until I die and bury them. I don’t know whether I will sell my children to you or what price I will ask for them. Anyway—”

The more she spoke, the higher her voice became, and by the last few words, it was almost stern. Shen Le quickly bent down to support her, begging for mercy:
"Professor Lin, Professor Lin, please don't do this! Can't I just take this box away? I'll fix it as soon as possible and show it to you as soon as I'm done. If you're not satisfied, I'll go back and fix it until you're satisfied!"

"That's pretty much it."

The old lady's breathing gradually calmed down, and she motioned for him to take the dressing box from the shelf and follow her out.

She paced slowly, admonishing with emotion:
"Xiao Shen, I'm old and can't do that anymore. This dressing box was not originally mine. It was left to me by a benefactor.

We were separated in the war, it would be great if you could help me find her descendants..."

"Teacher Lin, don't worry, I'll do my best!" Shen Le nodded vigorously. Find the descendants of the original owner of the dressing box?
That’s a good thing, I want to find them too!
The widows and descendants of the martyrs, if possible, I would also like to trace their whereabouts and see how they are doing now -

Although, the ones I can find now are most likely grandchildren or even great-grandchildren...

"It seems like you have some clues? Or even some confidence?" The old lady smiled happily. There was a little emotion, a little nostalgia, and even a little cunning in her smile:

“I heard from Guohua that you are a capable person, and it seems that he is not talking nonsense this time.

Guo Ding goes out for archaeological research and Guo Ning does business, so it is inevitable that they will encounter some things that are not quite right. If they really encounter difficulties, if you can help them, please help them, okay? "

Shen Le took a deep breath, exhaled for a long time, and nodded heavily:

"Teacher Lin, don't worry! As long as they need it, as long as I can help them, I will never stand idly by!"

"That's right." The old lady smiled happily. She lowered her head slightly, pretending to be whispering. Shen Le quickly squatted down a little and leaned in to listen to her:
"Repair this dressing-case carefully, using your best ability, and when you are done, write a good paper on it.

It would be best if you can find its original owner. I don’t care what method you use, as long as you can find out the inheritance process of this dressing box. When you do, I will give you a favor—”

Waving to the side, Shen Le's tutor hurried over to wait for instructions from his teacher.

The old lady pointed at Shen Le and said:
"I'm old now, so I can only say one thing. You'll have to go through the formalities. By the way, Xiao Shen, did you pass the exam?"

“I failed the test…”

Shen Le's face fell instantly. He couldn't pass the exam. He couldn't pass the exam. The practical tests and essays were too difficult. He read more than three pages at a time, and his head felt like it was in a tight circle...

The old lady burst out laughing. As she laughed, she shook her head and sighed:
"Alas, this rule of requiring examinations for every entry has blocked many children with skills from entering.

However, thinking from another perspective, this rule is not without its benefits. It can always keep out some unsuitable people..."

Shen Le sighed again and again. Of the 24 students in their department this year, only five passed the exam, and among the five, only one was a boy.

Are girls naturally more suitable for civil service examinations or something?

For a craft like cultural relic restoration, the knowledge required for the civil service examination is obviously not necessary!
"If you want to enter the museum, there is another way." The old lady had laughed enough and seen enough of Shen Le's embarrassed expression, so she said leisurely:
"But it all depends on whether your skills are strong enough. If they are, at least professionally, I can still speak for you - so, go back and study hard, and write your thesis well, understand?"

She didn't make it clear, nor did she elaborate on what this "benefit" was. However, Shen Le understood what she meant:

This is what Gu Yulin and the others talked about, the external expert, right?
The part related to supernatural powers will be reviewed and reported by the special affairs department; the part related to the cultural relics restoration profession should of course be reported by the bigwigs in this profession.

Tsk, when it comes to bigwigs in this profession, who is better than Professor Lin’s generation?
Even the experts in the National Museum of China and the Palace Museum who are doing cultural relics restoration can only look up to them in terms of seniority!

"Understood! Professor Lin, don't worry!"

Shen Le patted his chest to make a promise. External experts!
External experts!
If he can get this recognition, he can enter the museum and touch those vintage cultural relics. Most importantly, he will no longer have to worry about the examination for civil service!!!

Shen Le gained a lot from this visit today. He took back the precious dressing box and squatted in the hotel, looking left and right, very satisfied:
This dressing box is indeed damaged, has signs of burning, and is a bit crooked overall.

However, its overall condition is still relatively intact, and it is not too difficult to repair it - well, perhaps the most troublesome part is the lacquer surface with gold painting, mother-of-pearl inlay, and various gems inlaid...

If you move faster, taking into account research, practice, and practical work, it should be done in about half a year?

Shen Le was rubbing his hands in anticipation, wishing he could start working right away so that he could bring a brand new dressing box to show to the old lady tomorrow.

Unfortunately, just as he put away the dressing box, he received a call from Master Jiang:

"Mr. Shen, when are you free? My friend said that he can't hold on any longer..." Shen Le: "..."

Although he did not take money from Master Jiang, he also received a lot of guidance from him during this period in the studio.

When someone asks for help, regardless of whether you can handle it or not, you must always have the most basic attitude.

Master Jiang's friend arrived very quickly. He drove a large SUV and stopped at the door of the studio. When he stopped, he made a 180-degree U-turn, drifted and slid, and even scraped the flower bed on the side of the road.

After a pause, a fat man came out of the car - or, the former fat man.

The skin on his body was loose and sagging, as if he had lost weight from 300 catties to 150 catties in just one month by dieting alone, and had not yet had a face-lift.

There were heavy dark circles under his eyes, and his eye bags almost drooped to the sides of his nose. He looked so listless that people would believe he hadn't slept for half a month.

The smell of cigarette smoke was so strong that Shen Le wanted to sneeze even though he was five steps away from him. However, this man didn't know what was happening and rushed forward to hold Shen Le's right hand with both hands:

"Mr. Shen? Boss Chen and Master Jiang both said that you are an expert - you must save me!!!"

I'm not!
I don't!
Stay away from me!!!

Shen Le struggled hard, shook off the man's hands, and stepped back quickly - at the same time trying hard to hold back a sneeze.

My hands, which had been held by that person, were damp and covered with a layer of gray mist, which made me feel very uncomfortable. It would be impolite to wipe them off on my clothes right then and there.

He stepped back three steps and stood still, trying to keep a straight face, while calling on the small oil lamp to help raise the current shield:
Don’t hurt anyone! Don’t hurt anyone! You can only shock him slightly, so that he feels numb and tingling, as if he was hit by static electricity. You must not hurt anyone!
Alas, the so-called aura, the so-called authority of a big boss without even getting angry, the so-called sudden stern face that makes others naturally afraid to approach, he has none of it.

For now, the only solution is to let the small oil lamp pretend to be someone else and prevent people from approaching casually...

The invisible shield quietly rose up. The man half-bent over and continued to move forward. When his hands were still one step away from Shen Le, he felt a crackling sound and reflexively retracted his hands.

As he retracted his hand, he suddenly felt lighter and more energetic. It was no longer like when he first arrived, when he felt dizzy and sleepy.

His eyes lit up, and he continued to move closer to Shen Le. There was another crackle, another crackle, another crackle...

it works!

Really useful!

Mr. Shen is really an expert!

Being around him, I feel much better and all the dirt is gone!

"Stop! Let's talk it over! Don't lean on me!!!"

Shen Le tried his best to stop him. Damn it, the current shield doesn't work?
It's totally unstoppable!
Why is it that after being shocked again and again, he still tries hard to get up?

After being stopped three times by him and being pulled by Master Jiang, the visitor finally behaved himself and stopped two steps away from Shen Le. Shen Le frowned and looked at him. He didn't want to open his spiritual eyes, so he asked directly:

"What did you say was wrong with the thing you received? Did you bring it today?"

"I do not know either……"

The visitor felt very aggrieved. He bought all kinds of old objects on a daily basis, all kinds of real and fake antiques, and his throughput was not small. He really didn't know which one had a problem.

We can’t move the entire warehouse here!

"How about you come with me and take a look?"

He took several steps back, opened the car door, and bowed to Shen Le, making a "please" gesture. Shen Le was horrified and shook his head firmly:

"Tell me the address and I'll go there myself!"

With your crazy driving method of drifting in the gutter, with your driving skills that just scratched the flower bed, with your drowsy mental state that makes you fall asleep on the keyboard at any time, I would be a fool to ride in your car!

With my current abilities, I wouldn’t be able to protect myself if I encountered a fatal traffic accident!
After some tugging and pulling, Shen Le finally got into the fat man's car with reluctance. The fat man gave up the driving rights to Master Jiang with bleeding heart, just like giving up his wife.

He passed through the city, went around from the northwest corner of the imperial capital to the southeast corner, and entered the shop where Shen Le had been looking for antiques before.

As soon as he stepped into the fat man's antique shop, Shen Le shuddered subconsciously without even opening his spiritual eyes.

Even the small oil lamp couldn't bear it. The electric net surrounding him crackled and all the lights in the store went out:
"Ouch!
Mr. Shen, you are really an expert!!!"

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