The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 355 The professor is coming! How should I answer so as not to make the professor faint?
Shen Le held the safe deposit box and the sea water to the side of the Buddha statue with great fear. He penetrated into it with his spiritual power, scanned it quickly, and was immediately overjoyed:

It’s Buddha’s hand!
They are all Buddha’s hands!

Inside, the long strips, branches and twigs crisscrossing each other, no doubt they are all Buddha's hands!

He finally found the parts of the Buddha statue!
The Buddha statues around him also quietly expressed their joy. Every broken part of the Buddha's hand was glowing, and the spiritual light was even visible to the naked eye.

Several personnel from the Special Affairs Bureau, led by Gu Yulin, were greatly surprised. They walked around the Buddha statue again and again, took pictures and measured it with instruments.

When the portable spirituality measuring instrument was attached, the numbers kept rising. Although the speed was not fast, it was rising steadily, a few numbers in one second, and a few numbers in another second...

"Did you really find it?"

"Are they all here?"

"Is there anyone down there? Do you want to go down and fish it out again?"

Several special affairs bureau personnel, along with the old turtle and his wife, kept asking questions. Shen Le shook his head slightly:
"I don't know. I'll ask it..."

"Ask who?"

Shen Le had already sat cross-legged, eyes slightly closed. His spiritual power moved the Buddha statue, resonating with the Buddha's hand in the box next to him, and he thought silently in his heart:

“Pair them up yourself…match the broken part of the Buddha’s hand with the one next to it…if you find someone missing, tell us right away. Don’t return home and then run over to get it again!”

The sound of the Buddha statue and the Buddha's hand was quiet for a moment. After a moment, the light disappeared and returned to darkness. Then, a broken part lit up, and a Buddha's hand lit up;
Another broken part lit up, and then another Buddha's hand lit up...

"Stop, stop, stop, stop!"

Shen Le quickly called for them to stop. You guys are hitting here and there like a revolving lantern. How can I remember which part has the Buddha's hand and which doesn't?
"Start over! From left to right, from bottom to top, in a clockwise direction, one by one!" He communicated with the Buddha statue in meditation, and his spiritual power touched the broken parts one by one:

"Don't mess up the order! Don't jump! When I say stop, you must stop!"

It seemed as if a gust of wind blew across Shen Le's face, swirled, and then returned to silence.

The wind was thick and refreshing, carrying the majesty of towering mountains, the fragrance of grass and trees, and even a hint of sandstorms from outside the Great Wall.

When it passed over Shen Le's face, it was gentle, as if it was a touch, or as if it was pressing on the shoulder, accompanied by a helpless sigh:

"There's really nothing I can do about you..."

Then, within the scanning range of Shen Le's mental power, the broken edges on the Buddha statue finally lit up one by one.

Every time one of them lights up, a Buddha's hand will light up inside the box. Shen Le closed his eyes slightly and used his mental power to scan the shape and length of the Buddha's hand, trying to compare it with the Buddha statue:
This one almost matches...

This one is pretty much the same...

This one is also...

Very good, perfect!
For every broken edge on the Buddha statue, there is a Buddha's hand corresponding to it. No one is repeated and those Buddha's hands are basically complete.

Of course, there are indeed some that are cracked, some that are broken, some that have the Buddha's hand separated from the instrument, and some that have the fingers separated from the palm.

Fortunately, the meat was rotten in the pot, and the separated parts fell into the box. I can just put them together slowly when I get home...

"How about it?"

"How about it?"

Several people and two turtles watched the broken edge of the Buddha statue light up and then return to silence. Shen Le opened his eyes and stood up with a satisfied smile:

"No problem, it's done. Um... never mind, no need to fish out anything else, this box is more than enough, let's go back!"

He returned to his studio, plunged into it, and continued his retreat, saying that no one should disturb him unless experts or teachers came to authenticate the Buddha statue.

The director of the Special Affairs Bureau breathed a sigh of relief. He finally had more time to help the expert arrange everything:
My God, to get a passport + Schengen visa + overseas exhibition + cultural relics appraisal in just three to five days, even if they are a powerful department, they really can't do it.

They can push for domestic matters, such as Schengen visas, but other countries will never cooperate with them!
Isn't it better to go through channels like official visas or diplomatic visas, which can easily alert the enemy?

Now that Shen Le has plunged into the studio, they can finally slow down and pursue quality.

I hope he can spend more time, preferably three months or half a year, and then think of us. Otherwise, it will be too difficult to hastily find a reason for him to go abroad!
Shen Le really didn't have time to think about going abroad. He focused all his attention on the objects he salvaged from the seabed:

Untie the seaweed and kelp, drain the seawater, and fill it with nitrogen. Take pictures, take pictures, take pictures as much as you can, and set up video equipment next to it...

It is best not to expose things salvaged from the sea to air immediately.

When immersed in seawater and buried in mud, these objects have various anaerobic bacteria working hard on them. If the anaerobic bacteria are not completely killed when they are unpacked, and the aerobic bacteria start working again, causing another wave of corrosion, then there is no redemption...

Haven’t you seen that in the shipwreck museum, those shipwreck parts salvaged from the sea are all packed and boxed outside, along with the ship and sea water, and then hoisted up as a whole and sent to the museum as a whole!

After entering the museum, most of the parts are still submerged in the water, in the sea water. They need to be studied, maintained, and then fished out of the sea water...

So Shen Le worked very hard and was extremely careful. Just after he opened the box and hadn't invited the Buddha's hands out, the teacher arrived.

The Special Affairs Bureau also needed to invite experts to classify the cultural relics. In order to avoid bothering two people, they simply invited someone from Shen Le’s alma mater.

Several professors from our school who were engaged in religious archaeology, museology, and cultural heritage protection came over together and headed straight to Shen Le's studio:

"Is this the latest Buddha statue you restored? Is this the Buddha's hand you fished out? Do you think these are a set and you want to put them together?"

"Yes, Professor Li." Shen Le stood upright and respectfully.

Of the three professors, one had taught him, one had participated in the review of his graduation thesis. The third, the oldest, was even more amazing. The textbook he used in class was written by this big shot...

"What is your argument?"

Professor Li, the oldest, glanced at the Buddha statue, frowned slightly, and asked. Shen Le opened his mouth, but was unable to answer for a moment:
If I said directly, "It was the Buddha statue itself that guided me and told me the direction," would the professor faint from anger?

It's okay for me to get scolded. I'm used to it. I don't specialize in religious archaeology and statue restoration.

However, Professor Li is old and has been rehired after retirement. If he gets angry and gets a cardiovascular disease or something, then... he can only rely on healing spells...

He looked around hesitantly. Professor Wei, on the side, took a magnifying glass and carefully observed the gold and painted parts of the Buddha statue.

The more he looked at her, the more serious she became, and the uglier her expression became. Finally, he stood up and asked Shen Le directly:

"When you apply gold foil, what is the principle of splicing the old and new gold foil? What is the idea of coordinated color and full color?"

"Uh……"

I said it was not pasted by me, but by the hair in the shrine, according to their wishes and the preferences of the Buddha statue. Do you believe it?
Forget it. Although Professor Wei is only in his forties, I seem to have heard that he went to the hospital once in the past two years?
It’s better not to commit suicide. If you continue to commit suicide, the amount of treatment will not be enough...

After two consecutive questions, Professor Zhang stopped asking questions when it was his turn. He looked at the shape of the Buddha statue, turned his head to look at the Buddha's hands in the box, and turned back.

Looking everywhere, at the end of the workbench, the students standing close to each other stood at attention nervously. Professor Zhang ignored the students in other directions and directly pointed out his direct students:
"Dai Shoujun, how are you doing with the design of completing the missing arm of this Buddha statue?"

"I have collected all the information!" Dai Shoujun stepped forward and quickly handed out a USB flash drive. The information was opened on the computer, and he dragged the mouse skillfully, talking nonstop:
"Based on the dating of the painted and gold foil parts of this Buddha statue, as well as its modeling features, we judge that it was formed in the middle of the Ming Dynasty..."

"In the middle of the Ming Dynasty, the main artistic feature of statue making was that the rituals began to fade, and the statue making moved towards the path of being more human and life-like, showing the personal talent of the artist..."

"Based on the remaining cross-section, this Buddha statue should have 32 hands in total. We have collected various shapes of Buddha's hands..."

Professor Zhang looked at the pictures expressionlessly and listened to his students' reports.

Collecting so much information and sorting out thousands of Buddha's hands in different postures and shapes can be considered as hard work. Although, the most difficult work was actually completed by Shen Le:

He sent people to scan the Thousand-armed Guanyin statues across the country...

"Wen Rumei, where is your design?"

Another female student stepped forward quickly and handed over a USB drive. When the file was opened, five different three-dimensional Buddha statues were spinning in the air:
"We screened all the Buddha's hands based on their shapes, functions, and instruments, and identified about a hundred possible forms.

Based on the position of the Buddha's hand and the length of the fracture, five possible plans were constructed and are still being polished..."

She enlarged the Buddha statues one by one and made them rotate 360 degrees to welcome the teacher's inspection. Professor Zhang nodded as he looked at them:
“This solution is well done, but the arms are not evenly distributed, which is a bit unharmonious…

In this solution, the arm on the lower left has some overlapping functions with the original arm...

This plan..."

After reviewing each one, Professor Zhang sighed silently. This student was very talented in statue design and worked very hard. Unfortunately, he encountered an unreasonable project:
"Shen Le, what do you think?"

Shen Le: “…”

Professor, your question is like a group of experts trying to restore the arm of Venus de Milo. You have made a lot of plans and written a lot of papers, and I have taken out the original arm...

　By the way, the one who was fishing on a yacht with a fishing reel but couldn't catch any fish no matter how hard he tried, and finally took a photo of the fish caught by the boat boss and pretended that he had caught it, was the cat Benmi...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)