The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 256 My family members, who understands? The ancient painting I restored is crying out in pai

Chapter 256 My family members, who understands? The ancient painting I restored is crying out in pain!
The Alloy Boss kept circling around Shen Le, looking embarrassed.

He really thought that repairing calligraphy and painting was like Shen Le asking him to repair the knife and the scabbard:
Concentrate, meditate, listen to the sound of the object, and then control the metal powder to penetrate into the blade or sheath. Let them combine and show their original shape - perfect!
As a result, after such a long time, Shen Le still hasn't started and is still practicing basic skills. Needless to say, the entire laboratory was borrowed out first...

"Well... let me tell you..."

He finally couldn't resist the condemnation of his conscience and decided to give Shen Le some compensation. He walked to Shen Le's side and lowered his voice:

"There is a secret in this scroll! A big secret! If you repair it and uncover its secret, all the benefits will be yours!"

Shen Le glanced at him without much interest, but continued to pour water on the table.

In the past few days, he has tried light ink, thick ink, green landscapes, and heavy colored figures, and is practicing pastel and gold painting.

Although the silk painting, judging from the restoration of the alloy master, was not painted with gold, it seemed that Teacher Zhang wanted him to be familiar with all the details...

"What secret? Buried underground? Don't you know that according to our country's laws, everything buried underground, whether it's mineral deposits or cultural relics, belongs to the state?"

He worked so hard to repair the scroll, and then worked so hard to dig out the secret - perhaps even having to play the role of a tomb raider in the process - just for such a small secret?

Thanks, but no thanks. It’s better for him to just focus on restoring cultural relics.

Besides, the excavation method of tomb robbers has always been hated by the archaeological community. The teacher of the archaeology department next door always scolds the tomb robbers for several days every time he leads a team to do rescue excavation.

In the eyes of tomb robbers, perhaps only various things that can be sold for money are worth paying attention to.

For example, gold and silver items, jade, porcelain, and possibly clothes and jewelry from the corpse, murals that can be cut out from the tomb, and the like.

But in the eyes of archaeologists, the location, form, burial age of the tomb, every item inside, and even the placement of each item, all contain valuable information.

For example, in the tomb of the King of Nanyue, tomb robbers might pay more attention to the gold-thread jade clothes on the tomb owner and the jade bi around him.

But in the eyes of archaeologists, the placement and stacking of the jade disks are as important as the jade disks themselves...

If the tomb robbers had directly packed up and taken them out, all of this location information would have been roughly damaged. Such a loss would be intolerable for archaeologists!
So, to dig up these secrets? He might as well just hand them over to the country!

No, in fact, just submit it to the school, let the school open a project, apply for project funds, and then explore this so-called secret. For the country, it doesn't matter what, the meat is rotten in the pot anyway.

But why should he work so hard for benefits that he cannot get?

This little benefit couldn't tempt him at all!

"Hey, don't do this, don't do this." The Alloy Boss continued to rub his hands and turn them around, and metal powder fell from between his fingers.

To be honest, he never thought that "mineral deposits and cultural relics belong to the country". He would own everything he found and lie in the mines and eat until he was full, or until he had eaten up all the essence of the mines.

It was only in the past twenty years that we cooperated with the government and provided the mine address to the government in exchange for refined metal ingots.

“I tell you, I can really feel that there is a secret in this painting—when my friend gave it to me, he also said there was a secret treasure inside.

I'm sure there's something in this shaft - would you mind taking it apart and taking a look?"

"You? Sure?"

Shen Le became a little curious. He glanced at the fat face of the Alloy Boss, a flattering smile appeared on his bronze cheeks, and he nodded quickly at him:
"Sure! I can feel it! There's gold in this!"

Well, it's the induction of food... This is still reliable. Shen Le became a little interested and looked at the shaft carefully through the constant temperature and humidity glass cabinet:
Generally speaking, the top and bottom axes are made of lighter wood, such as pine, so that when the painting is hung, the axis will be lighter and will not damage the painting.

But when Shen Le looked at the shaft of the scroll, the color and texture of the two ends were partially exposed. It seemed, as if, it seemed that it should be rosewood?

Rosewood is very precious. It is both expensive and heavy. Expensive refers to its value, and heavy refers to its weight.

In order to reduce its weight, generally speaking, two pieces of red sandalwood are hollowed out and then joined together to form an axis, so that the painting is light and will not be damaged.

Since it's hollow, then it's natural to hide something inside?
"Don't you want to open it and take a look?"

"I don't know how to dismantle it." The fat face of the alloy boss showed distress:
"I don't know how to take it apart without damaging it..."

Well, okay. Shen Le sighed. Anyway, his curiosity was aroused, so he should give it a try.

"This is very simple... We have to take it all down when we repair the scroll anyway, so just leave it to me!"

He cleared the workbench, wiped it dry, and waited for it to dry completely - even using a hair dryer.

Then, he used his mental power to hold up the scroll in the glass cabinet and carefully moved it out, making sure that all parts of it were evenly stressed to prevent any secondary damage.

Move it to the workbench, slowly unfold it a little bit, and flatten it with a paperweight.

Then, use a ruler - a transparent acrylic ruler that is 120 cm long, 10 cm wide, and 1 cm thick - to press it on the painting, place the utility knife on one side of the ruler, and start cutting!
The blade passed slowly. The poles for rolling up and hanging the scrolls were not directly connected to the center of the painting, nor were they even connected to the backing used for mounting.

Instead, leave a separate section at the end of the back cover, and stick another piece of paper on it to stick the top and bottom bars to connect them to the scroll.

So Shen Le cut down the pole without hesitation. A slight rustling sound passed by, and the whole pole fell down... [It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!]

Shen Le's hand holding the knife almost trembled. Beside him, the Alloy Boss stared with eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief:

"what happened to you?"

"I seemed to hear it screaming in pain..."

Shen Le pointed to the scroll in front of him speechlessly. This was because he didn't play Little Red Potato, otherwise, he would have posted a message:

"My family, who understands? When I started to restore an ancient painting, I heard it cry out in pain after the first cut..."

How can I repair it without cutting off the top and bottom bars and the center of the painting?

Tell me how I can fix you!

"…If it hurts, knock it out?"

The Alloy Boss had never encountered such a weapon spirit before. He was stunned for a long time and then provided an even more unreliable idea.

Shen Le was speechless. Before he could think of a way to refute, the voice cried out miserably:

[No! No! ]

Why are you so busy...

Shen Le's head is as big as a bucket. I don't have as much trouble repairing other old things as you do, okay!

Repairing the little puppets required cutting, shaving and planing. When repairing the small oil lamp, they had to immerse it in water and turn on the electricity. None of them cried out in pain!

[It hurts, it hurts...] The voice cried for a while, and the volume gradually weakened. Shen Le waited patiently for a long time, touched it:

"Is it done? Does it still hurt? If you really can't bear it, I won't punish you - I'll have to use knives and pour boiling water on you in the future!"

[It hurts, a little bit…]

The voice was small and mournful, but it sounded as if she could still hold it in. In the corner of the room, a clear and crisp voice rang out:

[Don't listen to it! It's not this painting! Killing it won't affect the painting! ]

Huh?
Are there other monsters in this painting?
How do I not notice?
Shen Le was surprised. A ball of silver light had descended from the fluorescent lamp, hovering threateningly over the scroll. The voice of the small oil lamp was full of threats:
[Do you want to come out by yourself, or do you want me to catch you out? ]

[I, myself…]

The drawing paper rustled, and a little head poked out from the hole, arching its back and forth, and slowly crawled out.

The thing looked like a small insect. Under the intense light of the small oil lamp, it stretched out its body and rolled over.
[Don't kill me... I'm already connected to the painting's aura. If you kill me, the painting will be destroyed!]

"It's actually a woodworm." The Alloy Boss leaned over and looked at it thoughtfully. Shen Le frowned, touched a small plate and shouted at the woodworm monster:
"Get in!"

[I, I'm going in, don't kill me... Give me something to eat! I'm starving!]

When the woodworm monster saw that his life was safe, he immediately began to push his luck. Shen Le was speechless. He took a piece of the tattered calligraphy and painting he had collected for practice and stuffed it into the plate:
"Be good and don't make trouble. I won't kill you! Just stay still!"

The woodworm demon arched his body and nodded repeatedly. Shen Lesong breathed a sigh of relief, handed the scroll back respectfully, and began to deal with the ground pole:
As usual, the poles were wrapped in special paper, which was once flexible and smooth, but now had turned yellow and brittle.

During the restoration process of ancient paintings, except for the center of the painting, the other parts are actually not that valuable.

Maybe the brocade used to frame the painting, up and down, left and right, is still worth preserving. But the paper wrapped around the ground pole is basically a waste...

Even if they were waste, Shen Le carefully poured water on them, carefully peeled them off and put them aside for future use.

Remove the shaft all the way out, touch it gently, and look it up and down:
"It seems to be hollow. Let me find the connection point - wait, why bother with so much trouble, I can just take an X-ray!"

The X-ray film really showed clearly the gaps in the wood, the mortise and tenon structure, and the secrets inside the hollow wooden shaft.

As soon as the film came out, Shen Le stared at the screen for a while and looked at each other with the Alloy Boss.

"There really is gold in here... and it's gold that contains a lot of information. This should be gold foil, rolled up into a roll, with patterns on it!"

 Restoring calligraphy and painting is difficult...really difficult...

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