The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 270 My Modou thinks I am clumsy, so he helps me massage the ancient painting

No matter how angry you are, you still have to teach. Especially when you are being treated with kindness, you should be grateful for the extravagant snacks and meals you eat. As a teacher, you should always fulfill your duties.

Teacher Zhang thought about it and patiently instructed Shen Le:

“The paper on preparing cellulose solution with NAOH/urea solution used old book paper, which was published in the 60s. It is different from rice paper and has not been aged long enough.

The nanocellulose one uses rice paper, which has enough aging time. The tensile strength and folding strength are improved well, so this can be considered.

However, I don’t know whether I can meet your requirement of “not damaging spirituality”.

As for using rice paper pulp to directly reinforce it with magic..."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he didn't want to talk. Shen Le had already followed up obediently:
"I will try it myself! I will try it a few more times and then ask the teacher for advice!"

Teacher Zhang waved his hand feebly, sending Shen Le away on his own. Seeing Shen Le standing still, he raised his eyebrows slightly:
"how?"

"I have another question... How can the wrinkled rice paper be restored to be smooth and flat so that it can be used as a fortune-telling paper?"

The answer is actually quite simple.

However, when Teacher Zhang looked at Shen Le's well-behaved face, he suddenly felt evil and really wanted to give this child who always talked about using superpowers to do his work a little shock from a master.

He blurted out:

"Iron it with an iron!"

"what……?"

"What? You've never ironed clothes before? Oh, don't use an electric iron, it's hard to control, use an old-fashioned iron!"

Shen Le nodded his head in a rush. After thinking for a while, he asked cautiously:

"Then teacher, can I use a steam iron? One with a mist function?"

In fact, this choice is the best. Teacher Zhang suddenly felt that what he had just done was very boring, and waved his hand and said:
"Okay, okay... Go ahead! If you can't get the reagents or instruments for the experiment, or if you don't know how to do the experiment, feel free to contact me!"

Shen Le ran out. Thanks to the author of the paper, the production companies of the experimental reagents and instruments were all written in the paper. He only needed to follow the instructions and place the order directly.

The experiment itself is not difficult. The real difficulty lies in using rice paper pulp to soak the rice paper, and then using magic to guide its growth:
"I'll tear it down, I'll tear it down, I'll tear it down, tear it down, tear it down..."

Compared to making the newly bought rice paper look old and then using magic to guide the restoration, Shen Le chose to use the ready-made ancient paintings directly. Spraying water, removing the mounting, and separating the paintings one by one, in this way, an ancient painting can be used at least three times:

"It failed... I was only focused on strengthening the rice paper, and didn't pay attention to patching up the holes and tears..."

"Failed... The power was not evenly directed, and the repaired rice paper was uneven..."

"Failed again... The pulp formed small clumps on the surface of the rice paper..."

"Another failure... There is not enough paper pulp to repair it. There is still a hole in the ancient painting..."

"Failed again...I think there's too much pulp this time?"

I went to check in a book and found out that the amount of rice paper pulp is not determined arbitrarily, but there is a set of standard procedures.

First, use a paper thickness meter to measure the thickness of the paper. Since rice paper is a handmade product, its thickness is uneven. Choose five points at random on the paper and measure the average thickness.
Then use a plotter to measure the area of the paper to be repaired, multiply the thickness by the area, and get the amount of pulp required for the part to be repaired;
Then, if you want to use pulp to strengthen rice paper like him, you have to add another value...

Restoring rice paper is much more difficult than repairing fabric.

Fabric fibers can be clearly seen under a magnifying glass, one by one, so just wrap each one;
The fibers of rice paper are crisscrossed and overlapped in piles. In order to soak all the strands of rice paper, you have to wrap them up and let them grow!

Shen Le gnashed his teeth and used the spells given by the copper piece back and forth, pushing them to their limit:
"!!! Oops, I pushed too hard, green sprouts are growing on the rice paper!!!"

The rune representing "growth" was used to its fullest extent, and the effect was completely unreasonable. The rice paper made from the bark of the Chinese cedar tree was resurrected and spit out a new green.

Shen Le was very suspicious. If he found a place to plant the green plant in front of him, maybe a qingtan tree would really grow next year...

Shen Le sighed and put the accident paper aside, and continued to try. Compared with such an accident, the following were all minor problems:

For example, the paper pulp did not fully penetrate into the fibers, but covered the surface of the ancient painting, covering the colors on the painting;
For example, using nanocellulose to process rice paper damaged the spirituality of the paper, making the whole painting limp.
For example, it looks like it has been repaired, but the texture of the rice paper is not right. If you bend the newly added part slightly, you can see that its flexibility is different from that of the old paper...

But small problems are also enough to torment people. Shen Le struggled for three days and felt that he was almost exhausted, but he was still just a little short of success.

Damn it, what exactly is missing!

He couldn't solve it himself, so he could only ask someone for advice. Shen Le sighed, respectfully holding the old paper and pulp to be processed, and came to the big camphor tree.

After using a spell to gather spiritual energy and two growth runes, Ah Lu lowered the branch, first used the new leaves at the end to "absorb" some paper pulp, and then touched the tip of the leaf to the rice paper:
In his spiritual eyes, Shen Le saw dots of green light, lighting up between the branches like fireflies. Floating, falling, spreading on the paper...

Those strands of fibers on the rice paper that were cut, pressed, and solidified seemed to come alive again, absorbing the pulp and growing rapidly.

Extending forward and entwining forward, during the growth process, the water in the pulp is absorbed, evaporated, and disappears, and finally, only a flat piece of paper is left.

[How is it?] "Alu, you are amazing!" Shen Le praised sincerely. After praising, he carefully made a request:

"It's just that, can you withdraw your own spirituality and aura? Leaving behind a foreign aura will hinder the ancient painting from forming its own spirituality!"

[No... They use my power to grow. Once they are grown, they no longer belong to me...]

Ah... there's nothing I can do... I can only rely on myself...

"Um... can you demonstrate it again? Just the two growth runes just now, can you demonstrate it again?"

As long as there is enough power exchanged, the camphor tree is easy to talk to. Shen Le watched the demonstration ten times and finally saw every detail of the power flow, and then went back to work.

He stood up and fell down, fell down and stood up again, and failed countless times. However, the result was good. He mastered those runes more deeply and succeeded in one go, strengthening the rice paper.

Even Teacher Zhang couldn't find any fault with it:

The reinforced rice paper was flexible and smooth, and all the damaged parts had been repaired, with no signs of tearing, corrosion or insect bites.

Even the color was the same, showing a uniform light yellow, like the color of old rice paper that had been stained by time and had spread to the newly repaired parts...

"Okay, now we can use it... Come on, iron the paper flat. You know how to use a steam iron, right?"

Shen Le really knows how to use it - after all, he has to mend the clothes of the little dolls in the doll cabinet and repair the red wedding dress, and finally iron them flat.

The little dolls cannot walk around in wrinkled clothes. Even though no one wears the red wedding dress, it doesn't like the fact that it is wrinkled and ugly.

With this foundation, and after ironing the rice paper a few times and finding the feel for it, Shen Le was able to get started steadily, without even needing Teacher Zhang to correct him again.

Ironing, applying glue, sticking the fate paper behind the painting, and using a huge brown brush to brush it flat little by little:
"Don't expect to stick it on in one go!"

"After brushing for 20 centimeters, lift up the paper, shake it, and then flatten it. This will minimize the possibility of wrinkles or bubbles forming in the paper!"

“Patience, patience!”

"Don't use so much force! Do you want to tear the paper or make wrinkles in it? Just smooth it out!"

"You can't be so gentle. Are you tickling it?"

Shen Le endured the scolding from Teacher Zhang and kept adjusting his movements. After a long time, his back and waist ached, so he straightened his back and did a stretching movement.

Before he could continue to lie down, a black light suddenly flashed in front of him, and a thin black line pressed on the back of the life paper, pushing forward, pushing forward, pushing forward...

"What is this?"

Teacher Zhang was startled by the silver light at the front of the black line and stepped back subconsciously. Shen Le sighed helplessly:
"Teacher, it's okay, it's my Mo Dou... Zheng Mo, go do your work, go watch the video after you finish your work today, don't come here to disturb me!"

【I'll do the work for you! 】

The ink line jumped, then immediately sank again, continuing to move forward. Shen Le had to go around to the other side of the workbench and reach out to grab its lead weight:

"Be careful not to tear the paper of fate!"

[No! This strength is just right! If he feels it is too heavy or it hurts, he will tell me! ]

Xiao Modou was very confident. Shen Le choked and didn't know what to say for a moment:

Okay, okay...you are the only ones who can communicate with the spirits of ancient paintings, right?
It hasn't been repaired yet and it's too weak. I can't access its information, but you can, right?
It’s amazing to be able to talk to ancient paintings!

Shen Le was on the verge of collapse. At the other end of the workbench, Teacher Zhang dealt a critical blow, directly beating the low-health Shen Le to near death:
"In fact, I feel that it has a good control of strength... much better than you. Also, pulling a line horizontally is better than a brown brush. At least it is not easy to produce bubbles."

Shen Le: “…”

what is this?
My Mofu thinks I have clumsy hands and wants to give me a massage for the ancient paintings?
"At least wash the ink off the ink line!" Shen Le was so angry that he could only find fault:

"Look, you pressed all the way there, and there's a long black strip on the back of the fate paper!"

The small ink fountain turned a deaf ear to it. It pressed all the way through the paper, and with two buzzing sounds, the ink on the paper automatically flew up and returned to the ink line.

The ink line cleverly changed direction and went under the plastic wrap:
[Shen Le, do you want me to help turn the painting over? ]

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