The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 438: Long! Long! Long! —This boat is going to sail on its own!!!
Intensive spell practice is effective.

After practicing for two days and two nights, Shen Le had been able to accurately and effectively control the water-repellent spell, draining out one square meter of fish bladder glue at one time, allowing the paint leather that was stuck to the fish bladder glue to quickly adhere to the wooden board.

After practicing to this level, he suddenly had an idea:
Isn’t the opposite of avoiding water just injecting water?

If the moisture or water vapor in a large space is quickly driven to the edge, then the water vapor density at the edge of the space will increase significantly and penetrate into the target, such as cracked and curled patent leather?

Shen Le started the high-temperature steam iron, produced a full box of steam, and quickly put it into the curled wooden board.

The talisman lit up, and the steam quickly sank into the box, pressing the steam downwards—

"Uh, how did this steam turn into water?"

The high-temperature steam turned into high-temperature water mist, flowing vertically and horizontally on the patent leather. Shen Le was stunned for a while, and then he suddenly realized:

High-temperature steam, exerting a huge pressure on it, can compress the steam back into a liquid state. If you want the patent leather to be soaked and softened by steam, either increase the steam temperature and press it into the patent leather before it liquefies;

Or, increase the compression speed so that some of the steam is compressed into the paint before it liquefies...

The temperature of the steam iron is limited, and Shen Le has no way to increase it for the time being. Increasing the compression speed is something you can try.

Shen Le repeatedly cast spells and tried again and again, and it took another two days before he finally mastered the large-area steam softening process for patent leather. He breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his hands:
"It's time to sharpen your knife! The steam softening is done, the paint is restored, and now we can touch up the paint!"

He dragged over the water pipe, put in a huge bucket of water, and threw a fireball in. The fireball exploded delicately and quickly in the bucket, steaming up a large amount of water mist, which was pushed towards the hull by the water-repelling talisman.

Repeat once, repeat again, and repeat again until the paint leather in an area of about two square meters in front of you is completely softened by steam.

Shen Le took a step back, and Xiao Modou and Luoqun came forward, with a bunch of hair wrapped around a syringe, and another bunch of hair wrapped around a cotton swab, all intricately, and rushed towards the hull:

"Well done! I'll leave this to you!"

The complicated and repetitive work was left to Mo Dou and Luo Qun, while the high-end work that required magical control was completed by Shen Le himself.

The two sides worked in solidarity and closely together, and it took only two days to repair all the cracked and warped paint on the entire ship.

Then, without Shen Le even having to do anything himself, a girl in a Luo skirt who was good at painting orchids with ink and another girl in a Luo skirt who was good at painting flowers and birds, each carried a paint bucket and started to repair the wooden boat:
Those lacquer paintings that have peeled off over the years;

Those faded and blurred lacquer paintings that are no longer bright;

Those wooden boards have been damaged and disappeared, and they have just been repaired. The lacquer paintings need to be repainted...

Apply tung oil, putty, and paint. Although it is just a symmetrical process, it still takes a lot of time and effort.

Shen Le looked around and felt that he was inferior to them. He couldn't draw as exquisitely as them. After thinking for a while, he sighed and went to do what he was good at:

There are still many parts on this ship that need to be repaired and replaced. Shen Le grunted and pulled out a huge cable from the storage box and slowly unfolded it.

The cable was like a dragon or a snake, circling the ground. When fully extended, the head and tail were longer than the length of the wooden boat, and it was only by putting the thumbs and middle fingers together that it could be hugged.

This dark brown cable was made up of countless strands of brown hair, filled with sand, silt, half-rotten leaves, and even small insects crawling around, as if it had just been pulled out of the water.

Shen Le had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and start by cleaning up the dirt:
"Cleaning technique! Cleaning technique! Cleaning technique!!!"

If this were in a museum, I wonder how many buckets of water would be needed to repair such a large cable.

You can't flush it with water first. The cable with a water content of over 200% or even over 300% is very fragile. If you flush it directly with a large water pipe, it will break into pieces and shreds on the spot and shatter for you to see.

You must first pick up larger dirt such as stones, soil, leaves, etc., then use a large brush to brush away the dust, and then use a small brush.

Carefully remove most of the sand and other attachments, then rinse with a small amount of clean water...

Shen Le's place was much easier to repair. He just had to throw the Cleaning Spells one by one. Every three Cleaning Spells would clean a one-meter-long section of the cable:
In the first shot, clean the visible dirt and larger solid dirt on the surface;

The second shot is to clean up the smaller dust.
The third shot is to clean up the attachments between the rope strands and on the coir fibers.

Three shots per meter, three shots per meter, a 35-meter-long cable only needs 100 cleaning shots to be clean from beginning to end.

Then, the ladies in skirts swarmed over and helped Shen Le lift the cable and put it into the pool:

If this is in a museum, after cleaning, it should be sprayed with 5% sodium pentachlorophenol solution for disinfection and preservation;
Then spray the rope repeatedly with 30% propylene glycol solution, and then gradually increase the concentration to 40%, 50%, and even 60% propylene glycol solution to allow the saturated brown wool cable to gradually dehydrate;
Finally, spray an appropriate amount of YL surface sealing agent dilute solution on the rope surface.

After this set of treatments, the huge cables that have been soaked in the sea, rivers and mud for hundreds of years can maintain their original color and shape, and the strands are tight and not loose, restoring good fiber toughness.

However, Shen Le no longer needed to worry about these wooden objects that could grow on their own. He simply threw the cable into the water, poured nutrient solution, and cast a healing spell:

"Give me—long!"

If it is full of water, it is full of water. If the texture is rotten, it is rotten. The wood cells inside are eroded by a large number of bacteria, and the cell walls are dissolved and disappeared.

As long as you can still give you a little vitality, I will let you grow again, then you will have everything, right?

The moisture that shouldn't be inside the cable should be expelled directly!
The green light fell into the water, like igniting a fire, burning from the head of the cable to the end of the cable.

Those lifeless brown hairs that were about to lose their original texture and would rot and fall apart at the slightest touch, now perk up like clouds after a drought: Grow!
long!
Grow hard!
I once wrapped tightly around a tree trunk, I once experienced ups and downs, I once stood firm in the strong winds and huge waves without breaking or bending, I once - pointed to the sky!
With a loud splash, a cable several dozen meters long, as thick as a bowl, reddish brown in color, and densely structured, jumped out of the water and landed on the ground. It shook its entire body, and large drops of water splashed, like a giant dragon!
"Well, dry yourself well and sterilize yourself well to prevent it from rotting." Shen Le smiled broadly, raised his hand and patted the cable, and threw out a water-repellent talisman.

The pale white talisman flew forward along the cable, repelling water vapor along the way and stirring up a vast white mist on the cable. Surrounding the brown-red cable, it was like clouds surrounding a dragon, only the dragon was about to soar into the sky...

"Shen Le, what are you doing?"

Above his head, a huge sound of surprise suddenly burst out. Shen Le looked up, turned his head, accurately found the source of the sound, and waved his hand:

"Senior brother?"

"Shen Le...what are you doing? Drying the cables? You can't heat this thing! You can only dry it slowly in the shade! Heating it will cause trouble! The cables will deform and reduce their toughness!"

"Oh, I'm not drying it." Shen Le waved his hand again. He spread his palm, pointed it straight at the camera, and slowly mobilized his strength:
"Look carefully—"

In the void, a talisman gradually condensed from blurry to clear. After condensation, it slowly turned in front of the camera and fell to the edge of the pool.

Shen Le bent down and scooped a spoonful of water from the pool, then poured it on the ground. The talisman sank and rotated a circle.

I saw white mist rising from the wet ground, as if there was a stove underneath with flames rising.

The talisman spun once, then again, and suddenly a strong wind blew, blowing away all the white mist. Looking at the ground again, it was clean and the color was exactly the same as the ground next to it that had not been splashed with water, without any trace of moisture...

"Uh, you, you are..."

The doctoral student was talking incoherently. Shen Le even heard the sound of something falling to the ground, as well as the sound of scratching and creaking from the other side of the camera.

It's over. Senior Brother was probably over-stimulated and his mental state is not very stable. Shen Le waved the talisman and waited patiently. After a long time, a weak voice came from the other side of the camera:
"You... forget it, do whatever you want... Just one thing, don't touch anything in the museum from now on! You absolutely cannot touch anything!"

There was a click, as if the other party was closing the call. Shen Le rushed to the workbench, grabbed his phone, and immediately sent a message:
"Brother! If I were to repair something in a museum, I would definitely use the orthodox method! I would never be lazy! Brother!!!"

It's over. My senior brother seems to have blocked me. Shen Le was stunned for a while and smiled bitterly:
I hope my senior brother won’t spread my method of repairing ancient ships everywhere, otherwise, I will be blacklisted by all the universities, museums and research institutes in the circle.

At that time, if I want to touch some antiques again, I'm afraid I'll have to rely on the power of the Special Affairs Bureau -

Although the Special Affairs Bureau may not be unable to help, it would be much smoother if it could cooperate smoothly with archaeologists and cultural relics restoration experts and communicate without hindrance.

Well, I am also a graduate of cultural relic restoration. As long as what I am restoring are authentic cultural relics and not the kind of magical instruments that I keep for my own use, I will definitely use professional techniques and will never mess around!

Senior brothers and teachers, you must believe me!
The senior brother was probably too shocked and didn't want to pay attention to him for a while, and the "blacklist" status was not lifted. Shen Le shrugged and had to continue working hard:

Repair the cables and sails. The sails of this warship are typical hard sails in ancient times, made of bamboo strips of green bamboo as the main material, tied with yellow rattan, and woven with palm wool.

A 400-ton warship would require 400 pieces of green bamboo, 50 kilograms of yellow rattan, and 80 kilograms of palm hair just to make the sails!

If such a huge sail is repaired by ordinary methods, Shen Le doesn't need to do anything else. Splitting and weaving bamboo strips will take away half of his life. Fortunately, there is magic, so he can be lazy:
"Grow! Grow! Grow it for me!"

The sail frame, right?

Grow up on your own! Grow taller and thicker, hold up the entire sail for me, don't fall down!
Rattan, sail rope, right? Grow and reinforce yourself, pay attention to the direction, follow the direction you are woven, keep rotating, keep the rope strong, keep the rope tied tightly!

Bamboo strips, right?

Shen Le spent a lot of time and effort to repair the bamboo strips. On the first try, the bamboo strips grew wildly, not only growing longer, but also growing wider, trying hard to grow back to the shape of bamboo;
Shen Le had to stop it. Let it concentrate, control the direction, and grow forward! Forward!
Your bamboo strands have all been split apart. Growing wider is the job of other bamboo strands and bamboo cells. Just keep your head down and move forward!

Once again, the bamboo strips perfectly controlled their direction and grew forward, becoming thin, long, and thick strips. Shen Le discovered something was wrong again:
"Why are you getting thicker and thicker? What I need is the bamboo skin you peeled off! Don't grow the bamboo heart inside for me! Try again!"

Shen Le tried to repair the sails again and again. Seeing that he couldn't repair the sails in one go, he decided not to bother with the precious ancient ship.

I turned around and went out to buy two bamboo mats on the street. I slashed them into pieces with a knife. Then, I soaked them in nutrient solution and cast a growth spell:
"Pay attention to the up and down fluctuations, and pay attention to the interweaving. When you have grown well, weave it up and down, vertically and horizontally, and weave it into shape!"

This kind of growth spell requires far more control than the kind of spell that just throws it away and leaves the life form to grow naturally.

Fortunately, Shen Le initially used the growth spell to mend fabrics, and later used it to mend the sky. He already had sufficient experience with this kind of warp and weft, up and down, and vertical and horizontal patterns.

After practicing on the bamboo mat several times and repairing a torn mat into five complete mats of the same size as the original, Shen Le was ready to start working on the sails:
"Long! Long! Long!"

The bamboo strips whizzed forward, rising and falling like long green snakes, intertwining with each other.

The area of the sail is much larger than the mat. Fortunately, Shen Le can use his mental power to pay close attention to each bamboo strip and perfectly control its growth in every direction:
"Up! Down! Up! Down! -- Beautiful! Done!"

Fix the mainsail, fix the foresail, fix the mizzen. The palm hair grows and weaves itself into a long sail. With a leap, it wraps around the mast and ties into a beautiful knot:

"Pull! Pull! Pull up! Hoist the sail—"

With a rustling sound, countless green vines hung down from the top of the factory building, wrapped around the bamboo scaffolding for leverage, and then pulled up the mast, struggling to rise.

The women in silk skirts flew out thousands of strands of black hair, helping the vines to sort out the sail ropes and to straighten out and open the rigid gaff sails.

A gust of black wind blew up from inside the boat, blowing the sails open. The whole wooden boat shook slightly, riding the wind and waves, sailing thousands of miles, and rising proudly!

(End of this chapter)