The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 280 I want to be with you till the end of the world, I want to live forever with you

Shen Le struggled.

Shen Le resisted.

Shen Le refused to agree.

No matter what conditions the Special Affairs Bureau personnel offered, he just shook his head desperately:

"I'm not short of money for now!"

"I don't need any equipment for now! I bought everything I needed for the last mission!"

I even bought an electron microscope!
The comrade from the Special Affairs Bureau and Gu Yulin, who had hurried over to try facial recognition, looked at each other, and both of them had helplessness in their eyes.

Nowadays, we are not afraid of what you want, but we are afraid of you not wanting anything. If you want something, the Special Affairs Bureau will do anything to get it for you - you may not want a ship girl;
However, if you don't get what you want and you just have to lie down completely, that would be quite troublesome.

For example, a college graduate has tens of millions of dollars in his bank account, but he is a homebody who doesn't want to fall in love and only wants to play games. In this case, you force him to go out to work...

People say, I have money, I pay for flexible employment social security for myself, and then I just lie down at home, so what?

In this situation, unless his parents force him out with a feather duster, he will really stay at home every day, playing games from "Arknights" to "Black Myth", and just refuse to go out.

In the early years, there were still parents who forced their children out of the house. In recent years, some parents have come to their senses:
Even though he was very wealthy, he could not find a good job and had to work as a servant. He could not stand that.
Go out and start a business... come on, you'll squander your money faster than just lying at home playing games!

However, it is hard to say that I gave too much before.

Shen Le, a non-staff member, followed such a dangerous mission and played a decisive role in the huge harvest. How much is a huge hidden base worth?

This is not a matter of money. If you don't have the opportunity, this is something you can't get even if you sacrifice your life!

A laboratory, a laboratory with complete equipment, is already considered small compared to Shen Le's contribution. If it's any smaller, people won't work with you next time!

...The problem now is that they are satisfied with the resources they have and will not work with you anymore...

The Special Affairs Bureau was speechless and powerless, and they couldn't just drag Shen Le out. They could only try their best to beg:
“Then…when mounting the painting, can you try to use reversible methods?

——Let's explore that place. If there is enough evidence to prove that it is a secret place and we can't get in smoothly, at least we can remove the paper and study it again?"

Shen Le was willing to do this. If he had to re-mount it to evoke memories of the scroll and see the complete contents of the backing paper, then, with his obsessive-compulsive disorder, he would have to remove the mounting and then fill in the information on the backing paper:

"Let me think about it..."

The expert group brought by the Special Affairs Bureau studied with Shen Le for five days and finally left. Shen Le, under the guidance of Teacher Zhang, began the final step of mounting:

"What? You want it to be reversible? You want it to be able to be taken apart and repaired later? You..."

Teacher Zhang had experienced all kinds of strange requests when guiding Shen Le to repair this ancient painting, and he thought he could be calm. However, after hearing this request, he still wanted to beat Shen Le:
"So why don't you use new backing paper? If you want to preserve the original backing paper, you can store it separately, such as sandwiching it between glass plates and placing it in a constant temperature and humidity cabinet!"

"Teacher...spirituality, spirituality..."

There was no other way, so Teacher Zhang had to calm down and help Shen Le check the mounting method he had come up with. In simple terms, it was to stick another circle of rice paper around the embroidered satin that was used to mount the painting, expanding its area by one round;
Then, stick a circle of rice paper around the backing paper to expand the area.

In this way, you don't need to apply glue to the backing paper for the time being, and can directly stick the outer layer of rice paper on. If necessary, cut off the outer layer of rice paper, and the inner layer will naturally come off without the need to water it laboriously...

"This method...maybe it works." Teacher Zhang said grimly, reluctantly:
“However, the area connected to the inner part by the outer rice paper is too small, so it cannot bear much force and is not convenient to hang up.

Also, if you expand the area like this, it will be wider than the original scroll, and the original scroll will not look good if installed on it. Are you sure you want to install it?"

Shen Le was already eager to get started. Without the need to apply glue to the backing paper, the process was much simpler and the construction period was also shortened.

He opened and closed the painting with great force, forcing the painting core and the backing paper together, covering the backing, installing the top and bottom poles, and threading the ropes and ties.

While working, he saw various parts of the ancient painting, and his spirit began to shine with joy, quickly merging, and the intensity of his aura grew rapidly.

Soon, the spiritual powers of all parts merged into one, like a tidal wave, rushing towards him:

Hey, is there finally a result?
Can we finally see the sequel?
Shen Le relaxed his mind and welcomed the memories conveyed by the scroll. In the memory, the young general had grown a beard, looking more mature and majestic; while Zhong Jinhatun's face was the same as before, except that he looked more noble and calm.

They rode side by side, passing through the clouds of tents. Over the years, the scale of the tribute market has grown, and the tents have occupied more and more space, with no end in sight;
The things sold in the tribute market have also increased:

"I'm selling tea - the best tea from the Central Plains. The tea is emerald green, and the leaves are as slender as sparrow tongues. A cup goes down your throat, and it's refreshing and smooth like a fairy - would you like to taste it?"

"Cheese! Cheese! The best cheese! It's the first batch of goat milk from a three-year-old ewe that just gave birth to a lamb. It's rich and sweet. One piece of it will keep you full for the whole day!"

"Good horses! Here are good horses! The horse kings on the grasslands have just been harnessed and are not yet tamed! General, I see that you are very impressive and must be a great general with superb martial arts. Would you like to take a look at our good horses?"

The herdsmen on the grassland and the merchants from the Central Plains displayed all kinds of goods here and competed to sell them.

Thick and dense wolf skins, bear skins, otter skins, mink skins, and various colorful silks were placed next to each other in the tents, shining brightly in the sun.
Air-dried beef strips and solid cheese jerky are seen in the distance, along with bags of rice, wheat, millet, and sorghum.
There is even mare's milk from the grassland, placed together with the strong liquor from inside the country.

From time to time, you can see herdsmen who have finished their business, arm in arm with merchants from the interior, coming out of the tavern drunkenly, patting their bulging bellies and singing...

"so good……"

Zhong Jinhatun's eyes moved and she smiled happily. Her people, the herdsmen on the grassland, could finally have enough food to eat and warm clothes to wear, and they no longer had to count the number of livestock every time a disaster struck:
Another one died... Another one died... Ah, they can't survive any longer. These sheep won't be able to survive until this time next year, until the ewes give birth and the lambs grow up...

Let's go and rob! Go to the interior to rob. If you rob, you can survive. If you don't rob, you will die in the interior. You can also save enough food for the old and young at home to survive...

Now they don’t need to do that. With the quarterly and monthly trade, they can sell their cattle and sheep in time and get enough rice and flour to survive the cold winter.
If they caught a cold or were injured, they could buy medicine through the trade;

If you eat too much meat and have stomach discomfort, you can buy enough tea and drink a pot of strong tea, and you will feel much better...

"Yeah, that's great." The young general also smiled. Since he was a child, he had been training under his father and always heard all kinds of bad news:
This place was invaded again, this city was surrounded again, so many people were kidnapped in this place, and the whole village, men, women, old and young, were kidnapped;

Which uncle or uncle died in the battle against invaders, or died in the battle of chasing after invaders...

"It's great to be able to live in peace like this. Look at these people, how happy they are..."

After parting with Jinzhu, the young general worked hard for three years and was finally transferred to Datong, facing Zhongjinhatun from afar:
It is impossible for old lovers to meet every time, but when the tribute market is open, they can still see each other several times a year for the purpose of inspecting the tribute market.
If anything happens on the border, such as a disobedient small tribe entering the border wall and burning, killing, looting, or fugitives from the Ming Dynasty running to the grassland... the leaders of both sides will have to communicate via correspondence and will inevitably have to meet in person.

As for Xiao Jin, he is even happier. He runs from old friends to new friends, and then from new friends to old friends. He can go back and forth in a day.

He would eat and drink to his heart's content at Jinzhu's place during the day, and go to his old friend's place to sleep at night; or he would play and fight with his old friend during the day, and return to Jinzhu's place at night to lie outside her tent and keep watch.

Apart from the fact that I had to exercise a little more and needed more food, these days were simply as blissful as those of a god.

"By the way, when are you guys going to be together?"

Xiao Jin lazily turned over and raised his paw to lick it. Jin Zhu smiled bitterly and scratched the hair behind its head and scratched its ears:

"It's impossible to be together... at least it's impossible to be together publicly."

She is a princess of the grassland, and he is a general of the Ming Dynasty. No one would say anything if they met occasionally, but if they were together in public, that would be a challenge to the rules of this world.

As long as it's like this, as long as they can see each other from afar, know what each other is doing, and know that they can provide support to each other, it's good...

"By the way... I'm going to be transferred." The no longer young general said softly. Jin Zhu was slightly startled and turned to look at him:

"Transferred? Where? You..."

Can you not leave?
"There is a rebellion in the west. The local generals cannot suppress it, so the court transferred me there." The man sighed slightly.
"I'm sorry, I can't stay here with you..."

"Is this so..."

Jinzhu's eyes dimmed little by little. She turned and looked to the north, to the end of the grassland that stretched to the horizon, and to the pale blue mountains:
"I'd like to find an opportunity to go to a place with you... It's said that there is a wonderland of immortals there, and some people have obtained something miraculous there that can make them immortal..."

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