The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 42: It is so convenient to make ghost balls with the help of puppets
With the expectation of "salary will be paid soon", Shen Le cheered up and worked hard:

He removed the newly carved part embedded in the ghost ball and put it aside. He inserted the needle knife into the old ghost ball, compared it, and prepared to start fine grinding.

Well, there is a difference between the strength of jujube wood and the strength of wood powder bonding. The difference is particularly obvious under the fast-moving handheld electric drill.

very good!

In this way, it will be more convenient and targeted to grind off the wood powder that has been poured in and bonded between the two layers without damaging the original part!

Shen Le was neither anxious nor impatient. He closed his eyes and practiced the energy first, feeling the thin flow of heat passing to his eyes, ears, fingers and palms.

The skills provided by the copper piece are very useful. They can enhance vision, hearing, finger grip and sensitivity, and enhance one's reaction ability.

While the power of the technique is still there, start the electric drill and get to work!
"Zi..."

"Zi..."

The electric drill vibrated rapidly, and wood dust flew. Xiao Ling sat on the ink fountain, holding a high-power hair dryer in both hands, and blew the wood ball hard, making sure that the wood dust would not block Shen Le's vision. At the same time, she spoke to him in a low voice:

"How long will it take?"

"I don't know. This is a delicate job... You have to drill in little by little, and each layer has to be polished smooth. The second layer has to be hollowed out. It's too early!"

"How about letting me give it a try?"

"How do you try?"

Xiao Ling put down the hair dryer, paused for a moment, and raised her hands.

Dozens of silk threads tied to her body flew up at the same time and penetrated into the wooden ball.

Tighten, pull, rub quickly. The sound of sizzling, teeth-grinding, filled the air.

Shen Le: “…”

I'd rather use an electric drill!
I feel like it’s about to get killed by the noise!
"Hey, Xiaoling, can you help me later?" He tried to be friendly and talk to Pinocchio:
"I'll carve the wooden ball first. This job requires strength, so I'll let the electric drill do it. After carving, when it's time to polish it, can you help me?"

"So boring..."

The puppet yelled. She jumped off the workbench and ran out. Shen Le followed behind and shouted:

"Xiao Ling, if you have time, please clean the wooden door in the yard!"

"okay!"

There was a crisp answer. Then, there were the sounds of a door opening, a basin being dragged, water being poured, a towel being wrung, and wiping.

I have to say that Xiaoling is quite useful. She is obedient and well-behaved. She will do whatever job you ask her to do.

Cleaning tables, chairs, furniture, doors and windows, wherever Shen Le pointed, she would do it. And she would not feel thirsty, hungry, tired, or need to go to the toilet with pay...

She would not ask Shen Le for part-time work or even nanny wages. As long as Shen Le bought her clothes regularly and put on makeup for her from time to time, everything would be settled.

Of course, it was impossible for Shen Le to ask her to clean and do work at home 24 hours a day, except for working outside.

After all, that was Xiao Ling, the puppet he had personally repaired and resurrected, not Palu, right? Shen Le smiled and continued to work:

Needle knife...

L-shaped carving knife...

Umbrella-shaped grinding head...

Several tools were used alternately, and the unnecessary woodworking powder that was poured into the ghost ball was polished out one by one;

The bumpy third layer of the sphere, which had been filled with woodworking powder, began to become smooth;
The completed second layer of spheres was completely separated from the second layer of spheres, and evenly spaced hollow patterns appeared one by one on the second layer of spheres...

"Huh... After being busy for several days, finally, all that's left is sanding, polishing, and waxing..."

Shen Le fell hard onto the bed, opened his arms, closed his eyes, and stretched himself into the shape of a cross:
"I hope this inkstone can come back to life... come back to life, be a good boy, and be able to help me. It would be best if it could help me with some work..."

By then, he will have a carpenter to work diligently to repair the wooden walls, pillars, railings, rafters, brackets and other things of the house.

It’s too difficult for him to rely on himself alone!
Fortunately, Xiaoling helped me with the subsequent work. The diameter of the sphere is 1.5 cm, and there are three layers. The gap between each layer is only about one millimeter, and the grinding head cannot be inserted into the gap sideways.

If you want to polish it smooth, you must patiently turn the part that needs to be polished to align with the ball hole, then insert the thinnest grinding head into it, close to the hole, and press it on the part that needs to be polished...

It was not easy to fix the inner sphere of such a small ball. Shen Le's thinnest little finger could not even fit into the hole on the ball.

Fortunately, Shen Le had a wooden puppet, which had dozens of threads on it. He stretched them from 11 holes around the puppet in multiple directions and angles, grabbing each layer, so that Shen Le could work with peace of mind:
Just try harder, just try harder and it will be fixed!
Be patient, it will be here soon!
For a ghost ball with a diameter of 1.5 cm, even if it is divided into three layers, the area that needs to be polished is less than half the size of a palm.

Shen Le held his breath and concentrated, turning the sphere bit by bit, polishing it bit by bit, and he didn't notice the time passing.

The hour hand pointed from seven o'clock to twelve o'clock, and then circled half a circle from twelve o'clock to seven o'clock again. Finally, Shen Le yawned and stretched:

"Ah... It's done, it's done. Just apply some wax and it'll be completely done. It can be installed on the lead weight... Xiaoling! Bring me the hair dryer!"

A high-power hair dryer blew away the liquid wax on the surface of the wooden ball, and blew away the droplets that had dripped into the wooden ball and adhered to the middle and inner layers.

Finally, he reached out and moved the ghost ball, causing its middle and inner layers to spin around and rotate in all directions, flexibly and smoothly, without any stagnation:

"It's done!"

Shen Leshu breathed a sigh of relief. He held up the ghost ball, pointed it at the light, looked left and right, and fiddled with it. Then he lowered his head and looked at his hands:
I actually made it!
Ghost ball, such a difficult thing, I actually made it! I actually made it with my own hands!
He happily gave himself a thumbs up and decided to reward himself. He picked up his phone and placed an order for an air conditioner.

Then, put the ghost ball back on top of the lead weight, insert the lead weight back into the ink tank, and then put the ink fountain upright on the table:

Hey!
I fixed you!
how do you feel?
Do you want to thank me?
Do you want to come back to life soon?
"oops!"

He leaned back suddenly, covering his forehead. Through his fingers, he saw the lead weight with the ghost ball flying back to the table and inserted back into the ink tank. It stood upright in the ink tank, spun a few times, and then quietly rested.

Touching the forehead, I felt ups and downs, protrusions and depressions, which were clearly marks left by the ghost ball.

The good news is that the Mo Dou seems to be really alive, the bad news is that this alive Mo Dou seems to have a bad temper?
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　　Cat thanks everyone!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)