The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 269 Teacher Zhang: Shen Le, you are here just to piss me off today, right? !

"No, no, no, Mr. Zhang, you can't accept it as your disciple."

“No, no, no, it’s not about the money – it’s self-aware, it’s not for sale!”

"No, no, no, it's not a question of whether it can work or not. Although it can only paint now and can't remove or turn over paintings, it is still quite good at putting makeup on people..."

"The key is that supernatural things cannot be placed around ordinary people casually, as they will cause harm to ordinary people!" Shen Le stood in front of the dressing box and tried hard to persuade Teacher Zhang to give up the idea:

"Teacher Zhang, just imagine that there is a huge radiation source next to you!
Didn’t you see that I even moved the laboratory out and didn’t allow my fellow junior brothers and sisters to enter the house? "

"Wooden box", no, after Shen Le's introduction, it has its own name, it is called Lan Zhuang, and its performance is far better than Shen Le.

It can communicate with Teacher Zhang. At the very least, it can understand what Teacher Zhang says. Although it cannot speak, it can use colored light to display words and express its meaning.

As long as Teacher Zhang is more open-minded, he can treat Lan Zhuang as an electronic life form, or a robot or something.

It’s not like there aren’t any now. The guidance level of electronic guide dogs has surpassed that of real guide dogs - they don’t need to be fed, walked, taken to the doctor, or have a healthy person to serve them.

If electronic dogs can do it, why can’t Lanzhuang?

And it’s not that Lanzhuang can’t interfere with the outside world: it can at least interfere with some lighter objects, such as pigment powder, or a small amount of water.

Teacher Zhang spread out a piece of rice paper, pointed to the scroll next to it and said, "This color is two shades lighter than the center of the painting, just dye it according to this."
Lan Zhuang rolled up some pigment powder, mixed it with water in the air, and sprinkled it down like rain and mist. The white rice paper was instantly dyed light yellow, with accurate color, and it was done in one go!

Teacher Zhang spread out another piece of rice paper, opened the picture on the computer and said, "For the missing parts of the green landscape, you can refer to this painting, here, here";
Lan Zhuang then rolled some powder, selected some azurite and malachite, and mixed them with water in the air. An invisible hand, like a brush, drew the mist and instantly outlined the mountains on the rice paper!

"It's very accurate to follow the description, but the artistic conception here needs attention..."

Teacher Zhang pointed at the rice paper with a smile and started to communicate with Lan Zhuang. The colorful lights intertwined and flashed continuously, writing out Lan Zhuang's problems line by line, and even directly projected the images for Teacher Zhang to point out and modify.

From beginning to end, Shen Le stood by like a wooden stake, and Teacher Zhang even looked at him with disdain:
"What are you daydreaming about? These ancient paintings are useless now, you can put them away!"

So, now that I have a student that suits my taste, I can get rid of this idiot...

If I am not the owner of this studio, are you going to kick me out of the room?

Shen Le pinched his nose and lowered his head to work. Teacher Zhang had a very pleasant conversation with Lan Zhuang, and even wanted to take her as a student and bring her back to school:
Even if I can't help him repair it, at least I can help him add strokes and full color. At the very least, I can help demonstrate brushwork to students!
Shen Le tried his best to explain and to stop him, and almost called Gu Yulin to come with the equipment before he dispelled Teacher Zhang's idea.

Then, Teacher Zhang had another question:
"Then you keep me here to work every day, aren't you afraid that I will get hurt?"

"Oh, Teacher Zhang..."

Shen Le smiled respectfully and sweetly. He turned around, opened the refrigerator door, took out a box of mung bean cakes, and held them in front of Teacher Zhang with both hands:

"Would you like to calm down? Take a break, have a snack, and then go back to work?"

"I'm not tired." Teacher Zhang turned away and refused to take his snack:

"Tell me, what's going on?"

"You eat first, eat first." Shen Le turned around and made another cup of tea, and served it to Teacher Zhang. Seeing him being so attentive and circling around her, Teacher Zhang finally smiled:

"Tell me, what's going on?"

"The answer lies in this point!" Shen Le pushed the mung bean cake forward:

"Teacher Zhang, don't you think this mung bean cake tastes particularly good? Do you feel particularly comfortable after eating it?"

"It tastes good..." But it's not outstanding or unforgettable. Teacher Zhang pondered:

"Could it be this?"

"These are specially made, rich in spiritual energy, and specially provided for practitioners. Ordinary people can eat them to cure diseases, strengthen the body if they are not sick, and resist radiation without any problem!"

Shen Le was full of confidence. These snacks, as well as the meals he had eaten these days, were all specially supplied by Tianxianglou.

Ordinary people will only feel that it tastes delicious and feels refreshed at best. Some people may feel a little uncomfortable, such as poor digestion, constipation, or acne on their face...

It can disappear easily. However, that is the only effect it can have. It cannot be more.

Only practitioners who eat it can cleanse their body and mind and absorb the spiritual energy inside for cultivation. Therefore, ordinary people generally cannot touch these things, and the proprietress will not serve them.

At most, it’s a big pot of mutton soup with a small piece of mutton to add some flavor!

Teacher Zhang picked up a piece doubtfully and put it in his mouth. It was indeed better than the ones bought outside, but it was not so delicious that it was exceptional?
"That's it?"

"That's it. - Teacher Zhang, if you don't believe me, I can accompany you to Tianxianglou to try the snacks they sell to the public." Teacher Zhang looked Shen Le up and down several times, then turned his head to look at the scorching sun outside.

You don't even need to look at the reflection of the sunlight on the concrete floor. Just looking at the brightness, you don't want to go out at all - you don't even want to stick a finger out of the air-conditioned room.

Wouldn’t it be nice to sit at home, waiting for the pretty girl from Tianxianglou to deliver three meals to your door?
Wouldn’t it be nice to have something to eat as long as you open the door?
Why go out in the hot sun?
"Forget it, you won't harm the teachers in your own school." He shook his head and gave a clear and concise order:

"Come here, dye this destiny paper. Lan Zhuang has already dyed it. Dye it again for me to see!"

"This... Teacher, if Lanzhuang can do it, can it be considered as me who has learned it? - Anyway, it won't leave me..."

Teacher Zhang was so angry that he almost fell backwards. You are treating me like a tool, right?
Infinitely exploiting the monster labor force, right? !

"Dye it for me!"

After failing to be lazy, Shen Le had no choice but to sigh and roll up his sleeves to work honestly.

For the job of applying blue makeup in one go, he needs to adjust a lighter color and apply it over and over again, and he needs to apply it three times in a row before he can pass it.

There's no way. He was previously engaged in architectural restoration, not calligraphy and painting restoration, so he didn't need such a keen perception.

When painting pillars or something like that, it doesn't matter as long as the color looks the same.

As for the murals on the buildings, well, if they are not worth restoring, they will just brush them over. If they are worth restoring, they will have their own mural team to do it...

Shen Le endured the contempt of Teacher Zhang and dyed the clothes over and over again. While mixing and testing the colors, he listened to the teacher's instructions:

"The key to dying paper is not to rush. Don't rush. Take your time. It's better to be light than dark. Brush it over and over again. If it gets light, you can fix it. But if it gets too dark, you really can't fix it..."

He practiced ten pieces of fortune-telling paper before he reached a high enough level of proficiency, which made Teacher Zhang nod in satisfaction:

"Okay, wait until the fate papers are completely dry, then you can start to place the painting! First, move these fate papers aside, clean the table, and bring the painting over!"

"Well, teacher..."

"Ok?"

"Can I use the original horoscope paper? I mean, it's still intact after I peel it off, and no matter how I dye it, there will always be a slight color difference from the original horoscope paper..."

Teacher Zhang: “…”

Are you here to challenge my blood pressure today?

You are here just to piss me off!
You said a long time ago that you wanted to use the original fortune paper, and I was working diligently, so why should I teach you how to dye the fortune paper!
"Generally speaking, when we repair ancient paintings, we don't use the original fortune-telling paper." He tried to adjust his mood, and then he regained his friendly expression, and said in a gentle and persuasive tone:
"Over the past few hundred years, Xuan paper has deteriorated significantly, and the strength and toughness of the fibers have been greatly reduced. Only by using new Xuan paper can the painting be better protected..."

Shen Le listened and nodded respectfully. Teacher Zhang finished speaking seriously, and seeing Shen hesitated and didn't want to change his mind, he hesitated for a moment:
"So, is there any special reason why you want to use the original fate paper?"

"Teacher Zhang, what I am repairing are not ordinary ancient paintings, but spiritual ancient paintings." Shen Le said carefully:
"On this piece of life paper, you can also see the light of spirituality. This long-term infiltration of spirituality cannot be replaced by ordinary rice paper. If you remove it hastily, it will damage the spirituality of the entire painting.

——If you can use the original materials, then use the original materials.”

Teacher Zhang narrowed his eyes, looked at the original fate paper, and then looked at the brand new rice paper that Shen Le had just dyed. He couldn't tell the difference, so he could only sigh that some talents really don't make sense:
"In that case, we have to consider the reinforcement of the rice paper. - Do you have any idea?"

Shen Le's face instantly turned bitter. He did check a few papers, but they were a little complicated and difficult for outsiders to understand:
"There are three initial ideas. The first is to use NAOH/urea solution to prepare a cellulose solution and impregnate rice paper;

Second, the rice paper was treated with nanocellulose composite liquid and then cross-linked with 3% glutaraldehyde liquid phase;
The third... uh, the third..."

Teacher Zhang nodded as he listened. He had also touched upon the methods of reinforcing and treating cultural relic rice paper. The two methods mentioned by Shen Le were both recent results:

"What about third?"

"Third, we need to find rice paper pulp to directly reinforce the life paper..."

"Use a paper pulp repair machine?" Teacher Zhang was curious. He paused and shook his head again:

"This machine can be used to repair damaged parts, but it is not very effective for reinforcement."

"No, no!" Shen Le shook his head quickly. He paused and said carefully:
"It's a spell... a spell similar to the one I use to repair silk... If it doesn't work, I'll go find the tree spirit in the garden next door and ask it if it can help..."

Teacher Zhang almost fainted again.

You're here to play with me, right?!
　Shen Le: It’s time to give Teacher Zhang a little superpower shock…

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