The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 323 The Alloy Boss is willing to give me gold! It's raining red from the sky!
"What?"

"Put it back on?!"

Alloy Boss stared at Shen Le in disbelief. After staring for a while, he pointed at the damaged Buddha statue, his voice trembling, and his fingers trembling:
"Do you know how many pieces of gold foil there are on it? Do you know how big a job it is to put it back on? I, I—"

"I know." Shen Le nodded seriously. The Alloy Boss choked and was speechless for a moment. He could only look at Shen Le and said slowly:
"I know that most of the gold foil here has five or six layers. According to its area, there are at least..."

He quickly recalled the formula for human body surface area, but to no avail. He then tried to recall the proportion of arms to human body surface area, but still to no avail.

I had no choice but to quickly open my computer, search on Baidu, and quickly calculate:
"...Six square meters? Seven square meters? Eight square meters? Multiply by five or six? And these gold foils are usually 9.3 cm*9.3 cm, so that's about five or six thousand sheets?"

“Five or six thousand tickets are not enough!!!”

Alloy Boss was furious. Shen Le smiled back:
"It's okay, it's okay. The calculation just now is based on the surface area of the human body. You see so many spots have fallen off, and I estimate that the part that has been peeled off is only about a thousand at most.

If half of them can be used, then thank God..."

"So you're going to peel off a thousand sheets of gold foil?"

Alloy Boss felt dizzy. He stayed here for two reasons: first, he wanted to see what tricks Shen Le could come up with, and second, he wanted to see what tricks Shen Le could come up with.

But, imagine watching him lying in front of the Buddha statue, with a magnifying glass in one hand and tweezers in the other, repeating the action of "peeling off the gold foil" a thousand times...

The Alloy Boss felt that his precious time - although his life span was much longer than that of humans - just slipped away quietly along with the gold foil...

He hardened his heart and shouted in intolerance:
"I'm giving you a piece of gold and helping you put it on. You let me take all the gold foil away!"

"Yoho?"

Shen Le raised an eyebrow and looked at him sideways. Red rain fell from the sky, roasted whole lambs grew on the ground, and the alloy boss actually took the initiative to give him gold!
Isn't this person's style to eat as much precious metals as he sees, only swallowing them and never spitting them out?

"...You actually agreed?"

"I... why wouldn't I agree to this!" The Alloy Boss swallowed hard, his throat rolling violently:
"I just can't bear to see you peeling off the gold foil piece by piece! You've wasted so much of your prime years on this useless activity!"

Without waiting for Shen Le to refute, he took a deep breath, exhaled deeply, and repeated this over and over again. He suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a shining gold bar:

"I'll trade with you!"

"...This really can't be changed." Shen Le looked at the Alloy Boss seriously and shook his head regretfully:
“An important principle in the restoration of cultural relics is to restore them to their original state.

These old gold foils have gone through a long time. Their fading, deformation and special colors are originally part of the cultural relics. "

Having said this, he exhaled forcefully:

“Although it’s troublesome, and although the old and new gold foils are mottled and look ugly, I must re-paste the old gold foils if I can!”

[That’s right! That’s right!] The scroll shouted from behind: [Just like the paper and silk on my body! If you can use the original ones, use them. Otherwise, it will hurt my spirituality!]

The Alloy Master sighed and finally stopped talking. Shen Le buried his head in work, transmitting large amounts of data to the other junior brothers and sisters, asking them to do the work:
Various test data of the Buddha statue's stone body, and the inference of the exact hardness, salt content, and other details of the stone body based on various waveforms;
Carefully take a small sample from the stone body and do various tests again;
I scraped off various parts of the stone body that looked like pigments and sent them samples for testing:
Measure atoms, measure spectra, measure various components. In short, the final conclusion is to draw.
What kind of pigment is used at this point and what are the raw materials? If different types of pigments are used, what is the ratio?

And, Shen Le gently peeled off the gold foil, put them into bags, marked them, and sent them to the next door under the extremely regretful gaze of the Alloy Boss.

The requirements are very clear:

Some of these gold foils are glued together layer by layer, while others are glued to the surface of the stone and the coating layer.

What material is used for the ground layer?
What kind of adhesive is used to bond gold foils together?

What is the adhesive used to stick the gold foil on the base layer?
What about aging?
What should be done to remove the aged adhesive? Among the existing softening and re-sticking solutions, which one is more reliable for this batch of gold foil?
At his command, his senior brothers, junior brothers, and younger sisters worked hard from dawn to dusk.

That effort made Professor Huang, a bronze vessel restoration specialist who came to check on his students, knock on his door and half-seriously, half-fakely, ask him a question with a smile:

"Shen Le, aren't the tasks you assigned to them too intense? - They already have to work ten hours a day, and if you add two more hours, all they have left is time to eat and sleep!"

"Teacher, I paid them." Shen Le spread his hands righteously.

"I paid for the project funds, laboratory resources, equipment, and even reagents. I also paid for the publication fee of the paper I wrote on the restoration of the Buddha statue.

I also provide food and lodging! Food and lodging! They are all voluntary! Voluntary!!!"

As for the bonuses...

Talking about money is too vulgar and too hurtful. Shen Le just quietly increased the project funding by 20%, treating it as a bonus for working for him;
In addition, Shen Le also asked the proprietress to get some fresh fruits containing subtle spiritual energy, supplying one portion per person per day, which could be exchanged for an equal amount of his seafood share!
When there is a big reward, there will always be brave men, oh, and brave women too.

Just look at the detoxifying and beauty-enhancing functions of fresh fruit. If you eat one bite a day, you won't be constipated for a day. If you eat one a day, your skin will be smooth and tender, and you won't get acne. This can make my junior brothers and sisters willingly work overtime for two hours every day.

Professor Huang ate a big meal that Shen Le had treated him to, and he seemed to have realized something, but he could only shake his head helplessly. As for the detailed information of all the Thousand-armed Guanyin statues that Shen Le needed:
“The good news is that when we were repairing the Dazu Rock Carvings of the Thousand-Armed Guanyin, we did do some statistical work on the data, and I can help you borrow it.

The bad news is that when we were doing this work, due to limited conditions, most of the materials were drawings and photos. Although some were scanned copies, the accuracy was not enough.

—Should I take you to visit that senior and get the information from him, or do you find a way to rescan it yourself? "

　Anyway, the most difficult hurdle should be over...

　　But it will take a few more days before I can be discharged from the hospital...

　　Before I was discharged from the hospital, I could only maintain 4,000 words...

　　The cat is so tired, the cat wants a hug...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)