The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 262 Another part of the secret of the scroll has been found!

"You value women over friends!"

Shen Le laughed and shouted subconsciously. And this shout also shook his spirituality, pulling him out of the memory infusion -

The next moment, he saw Alloy Boss leaning over to the side, frowning and nodding unhappily:

"Yes, I value women over friendship! I value women over friendship!!!"

"Did you see it too?"

Shen Le was surprised. In the past, when the weapon spirit instilled memories, only he could receive it. Others, no, other weapon spirits, even if they were right next to him, could not sense anything.

What happened this time?
Is the spirit of this painting particularly powerful?

Or has the copper sheet developed a new function that allows one-to-two transmission, or even wide-area transmission in this room?
Or maybe, Alloy Boss and the owner of this painting have a particularly deep connection, so he can see it?

"What do I see?" He was greeted by a particularly confused face. The Alloy Boss paused for a moment before pointing to the painting:

"What are you talking about? That guy values women over friendship! He values women over friendship! He said he would give me the food, but when he saw a pretty girl, he came to snatch the food from my mouth!!!"

Ah, that really is putting love before friendship.

If you snatch the thing that is in its mouth, you will make a great enemy. In other words, the Alloy Boss is a monster with intelligence. If it is really a dog, do you think it will bite you or not?
"That's right, you value women over friendship." Shen Le nodded and complained. The Alloy Boss was unhappy:
"So what? He was very good to me! Really very good! Moreover, he later got a lot of gold for me from that girl!"

"Tell me, tell me?" Shen Le's eyes were shining with gossip and he leaned forward involuntarily.

After he was dragged out of the memory indoctrination, he concentrated several times and communicated several times, but was unable to enter the subsequent scene -

This scroll has either been interrupted twice and has no strength to continue, or it needs further repairs before the next step can be taken.

At this time, it would be great if we could know what is going to happen next in advance!

Is that girl the heroine in the painting?
Is she the boy’s sweetheart?
Did she and the young man grow old together?
Tell me now, I don’t mind spoilers!

"Hmph~~~" The Alloy Boss turned his head away proudly. He swayed left and right, shaking his oversized buttocks, and twisted out of the laboratory:
"When you reveal the secret, I will tell you!"

cut!
I just don’t believe I can’t do it!

Shen Le rolled his eyes at him. Above his head, the silver light of the small oil lamp quietly floated down, transforming into a middle finger in the air;
Beside me, the lead weight of the small ink fountain also rushed over, dragging the ink line, straightening, bending, and deforming, twisting into a "convex-convex" shape...

Shen Le picked up the huge acrylic ruler and tapped the small oil lamp first, then the small ink fountain. Children are not allowed to swear!

No obscene gestures allowed!

Get down here and reflect on yourself!

After teaching the two little guys a lesson, Shen Le inhaled and exhaled, respectfully invited Teacher Zhang back. Under Teacher Zhang's guidance, he began the next step of the repair:
Remove the support paper and backing paper.

You can't peel off the paper whenever you want. After washing, the painting is facing upwards, and the supporting paper and backing paper are all below the painting, sticking to the tabletop;

If you want to peel off the cover, you have to turn it over. If you turn it over without doing anything, the wet drawing paper will easily stick to the workbench and you can't tear it off, which will damage the picture.
Moreover, in the process of removing the backing paper, the force is mutual. Tearing off the support paper and backing paper can easily cause the silk to twist and dislocate, thus deforming the picture.

Therefore, before turning the painting over, there are still many things to do, such as preparing paste to stick the water-oil paper and silk together to protect the silk surface:

"And make the paste again...make the paste, make the paste, make the paste..."

Shen Le muttered weakly. If it were really possible to make paste - the local language calls it "muddy" - that would be great, but the problem is that Teacher Zhang is very strict about the thickness of the paste:

"It's too thick! The paste is so thick that even if you peel off the paper later, you won't be able to get the paste off!"

"It's too thin! The paste is too thin and can't stick to the center of the painting. Your work is in vain!"

If there is too much flour, add water; if there is too much water, add flour...

Shen Le went back and forth and mixed the paste five times in a row, barely meeting the teacher's requirements. The paste in the bowl had grown from a shallow bottom of the bowl to half a bowl.

Although he knew it was unlikely, Shen Le still asked Teacher Zhang for the thousandth time:

"Teacher, can we have a standard concentration for reference? It's too difficult to rely on experience every time!"

"You think too much." Teacher Zhang rolled his eyes at him calmly:
"The thickness of the paste depends on the thickness of the material of the painting core and its water absorption, and each ancient painting is different.

——This is still good. In the early days, we had to consider the weather, temperature and humidity. It’s not like now, with constant temperature and humidity in air-conditioned rooms, we only need to consider the heart of the painting!”

The price I paid was that the air conditioner in my studio was kept on 24 hours a day... How much was the electricity bill last month?

Forget it, he no longer considered this kind of problem. Anyway, there was a nine-digit account in the account... Now it was eight digits? He could afford it! After preparing the paste, he used a brush to evenly apply it on the water-oil paper, then changed to a brown brush and applied the paste on the center of the painting.

Paste the oil-water paper and the painting together, brush a thin layer of paste on the oil-water paper (yes, thinner than the previous paste), and then paste a layer of rice paper...

"If the painting is too big and too heavy for the rice paper to hold, you can use plastic wrap or even plastic greenhouse film." Teacher Zhang instructed Shen Le while working:
"There's a film underneath, and a film on top. Just clamp the two sides and you can flip it over at will!"

Even if it was "flipping randomly", it couldn't be really random. Teacher Zhang and Shen Le held the four corners of the painting with their hands, and slowly lifted the painting as they had trained before:

"Three, two, one, flip!"

The two men fell in the same direction, their arms drawing a neat arc, turning the picture upside down.

Teacher Zhang was about to tell Shen Le not to put the painting down so quickly, but to open his arms as wide as possible to stretch the painting a little and let it fall as flatly as possible on the workbench, when he felt a gust of wind:

An extremely gentle breeze blew up slowly and lightly from under the workbench - or rather, from the gap between the workbench and the center of the painting.

Blow upwards, towards the center of the painting, with extremely soft and even force, lifting the entire center of the painting:
Rather than being wind, it is more accurate to say that it is a very dense mass of air that provides great buoyancy, supporting the center of the painting and allowing it to float above.

At the same time, this mass of air does not prevent them from freeing their hands to adjust the center of the painting so that it is flatter and can fall smoothly onto the workbench.

In fact, Shen Le had already loosened his hands, returned them to their original positions, and started to level the center of the painting...

“It’s great to have this ability.”

Teacher Zhang sighed sincerely. At this moment, countless experiences of turning over ancient paintings passed through his mind:
Some were successful, some failed. Some were wrinkled when they were put down, and they had to be nervous and careful to straighten them. Some also failed to turn over and got scolded by the master.

If only he had this ability, the tolerance rate for flipping the picture would be much higher, and he wouldn't have to worry so much every time!

He also loosened his hands and gently leveled the center of the painting on his side. As the two people moved, the whole painting slowly sank onto the table, with the picture facing down and the paper facing up.

At this time, use a brown brush to smooth the back, flatten the center of the painting completely, and stick it on the water-oil paper, then begin to patiently peel off the mounting paper:

"Be slow and careful. Although we have washed this silk painting with water several times, the thickness of the glue was different when it was originally mounted, so some places may still be sticky--"

Teacher Zhang stared at Shen Le's movements closely, with his hands open in an "eight" shape, ready to hold Shen Le's hands at any time to stop his movements.

Seeing Shen Le lifting the corner of the backing paper with both hands, slowly lifting it up, slowly peeling it open, and stopping when he couldn't peel it anymore, he immediately gave instructions:

"At this time, we can cover it with a towel for a while, let the paste soak through, and then... uncover it..."

The voice gradually faded away. The small area where "the paste was too thick, it was stuck, and it needed to be covered with a towel for a while" was inexplicably separated.

The separated part was even slightly higher than the side, as if a thin sharp blade had reached in and cut through the soft but still sticky paste...

"Well, teacher, sometimes, some special powers are very useful..."

In an instant, Teacher Zhang had an urge to become his apprentice. If only he had the ability!

If only he had the ability!
How many calligraphy and paintings that he was not sure he could restore or handle could be better protected and handled?

The dignity of a teacher and his remaining sanity kept him from speaking. He just stared at Shen Le as he peeled off the backing paper bit by bit.

As the backing paper was peeled off bit by bit, a winding ink mark appeared in the two people's field of vision:
“There’s writing on it!”

"There's writing on the mounting paper!"

Teacher Zhang's face was filled with disbelief. He has restored many ancient paintings, especially some worthless folk paintings that he bought for practice. He often sees all kinds of mounting paper:

There were newspapers, red paper with the words "There is a night crying boy in my family" posted on the road, account books, and family trees.

In the final analysis, the purpose of framers is to save money. Using waste paper for mounting is always cheaper than using good rice paper for mounting.

However, the scroll used for this painting is made of rosewood, and the silk used for mounting is brocade satin, which means that the owner of the painting is a wealthy man.

That's all, do you still need to use strange old paper to mount it?

Shen Le was full of excitement. The Alloy Boss vowed, "There is a secret in this painting", "There is a big secret in this painting".

Now it seems that the gold foil in the scroll is only part of the secret. Another part of the secret is hidden under the mounting paper!

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