The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 51: Madam Boss, help me! I’m starving!

Evenly spread the breath on the chair and the effect will be immediate.

The upper and lower parts were connected, and Shen Le watched the air on the chair flow up and down, forming a cycle. A tiny vortex opened up on the seat, wrapping the entire wooden chair together.

The scent gradually seeped into the newly added piece of wood, and soon it became one with the original chair. No difference could be seen with a discerning eye.

"Hmm...it feels good. OK, next, let's paint it!"

I opened the can of newly bought water-based wood paint, added water, stirred it, and adjusted the color. No matter how fast the water-based paint dried, it would take two hours to apply the second coat. During this time, Shen Le put his hands behind his back, leisurely, and observed the work of the ink fountain:
It must be said that the ink fountain is the most powerful and spiritual leader among all carpenter tools. The lead weight leaps, the ink line dances, and the dozens of tools in the tool box are all driven around by him:

[Hammer, come here! Is the tape wrapped? Go ahead and knock it! Knock the broken wooden table apart according to the mortise and tenon structure, and knock it into its components one by one! ]

[Flat-blade wood chisel, go! Scrape away all the stains and glue residue in the mortise holes! ]

[Saw, don't just stand there, go over there and start sawing! The table is broken, so you have to saw off a piece of wood to fix it, right?]

[And you, the plane! Once the saw is done, it's your job! Plane the wood surface flat and smooth! Only after you've finished planing can they start sanding! .

The ink fountain sits in the center, the lead weight is flying, and the ink line "bang", "bang", "bang", one after another, popping out straight lines on the wood.

After playing, jump up and tap on a tool, and the tapped tool will leap up and take over the next step.

Shen Le walked a few steps closer and carefully observed what they were doing. He couldn't help but whistle:

"Xiao Modou, you are really strict with your brothers!"

For example, if you want to repair a table leg, it is impossible to just make a vertical mortise and tenon hole and insert a rectangular wooden stick into it.

It is necessary to make a horizontal groove on the mortise hole and then drive a wooden wedge into it to ensure the strength of the connection and ensure that the lower half of the table leg will not fall off if the glue comes off.
For example, if Shen Le wanted to repair a tabletop, he would just drill a few holes on each side, insert a few round wooden wedges, and connect the wooden boards together. What about the ink fountain?

There is no such thing as drilling holes. Just drilling holes and inserting wooden wedges will cause the wood to expand when heated and contract when cooled, and gaps will definitely appear in it.

Mofu’s requirement for his younger brothers is to cut grooves on the side of the wooden board, and to make a dovetail groove that is larger inside and smaller outside!

The original tabletop has a groove, and the tabletop to be repaired has a convex groove. Then, insert the convex groove of the wooden board into the groove and push it inward until it fits perfectly.

Shen Le was speechless. He might not be able to make such a long, straight and smooth dovetail groove, and he would have to use a machine.

But the little ink stone could do a beautiful job just by flicking an ink line and commanding a few chisels and planers with a few clicks and brushes.

What kind of craftsmanship did its owner, that big boss, no, those two big bosses, have...

"Xiao Modou, now that you've finished this order, can you take on some more work, like making a batch of furniture to earn some money for your family?"

The lead weight jumped up and hit him. Shen Le smiled and shook his head, then returned to his work:

Hey, the breath on this chair is starting to break again! I have to wipe it again!
This inexplicable smell just floated on the surface of the new wood and did not penetrate into the interior. It still needs a lot of processing to stabilize it! Guide the smell, apply paint, guide the smell again, and apply paint again. This cycle was repeated until Shen Le finished the first chair at dinner time that day, and carried it to Tianxianglou:
"I'm here to deliver the goods! - Give me a bowl of mutton rice! Add more mutton and a bowl of vegetables!"

Shen Le said "Tong", put the repaired chair next to the front desk, and started to take orders. Immediately, a waiter came over to move the chair, looked down, and a look of surprise flashed across his face:
"Madam Boss, Madam Boss, come and take a look!"

Huh?
What's so surprising about this?
Could it be that you... figured it out?
Shen Le couldn't help but stare at the waitress in front of him with a new perspective, looking her up and down.

The waitresses in Tianxianglou are also very pleasing to the eye. Not only that, but none of them are timid or delicate, but all are graceful and beautiful, each one more charming than the other.

Wearing a Tang Dynasty style Hanfu and walking on the old street, she doesn't need any extra makeup and looks like a lady walking out of the Kaiyuan and Tianbao scrolls.

Shen Le remembered that the girl in front of him was named Qiao. She usually wore a snow-white short-sleeved shirt. Under the shirt, the bright red skirt was like a flame, jumping and spinning with her steps.

However, with her spiritual eyes, she was covered with a ball of green air, similar to the green air of the camphor tree, but with much less green air. Red and white colors were like silk threads, decorating above the green air.

Looking closely at the other waiters, they were also covered in a thin green mist:
Xiaoyu was covered with white mist, Xiaoge was covered with purple mist, Xiaozhao had an extra layer of pink mist, and Xiaodou was covered with misty green mist, but there seemed to be a difference between the upper and lower layers?

As for the proprietress, nothing could be seen. Whether it was a human eye or a spiritual eye, she looked like an ordinary human. She walked to the front desk, lowered her head and glanced, and immediately laughed:

"Oh~~~ What a delicate craft! Mr. Shen, are you tired? Wait a moment, the dish will be served soon!"

A large bowl of mutton noodles was immediately served. Shen Le gobbled the entire bowl, including noodles, meat, and soup, almost pouring it directly into his throat.

He finished his noodles and rubbed his stomach, but still felt empty, as if he hadn't eaten anything:

"Madam, another bowl, please! More meat! No, just a bowl of mutton!"

His starving appearance startled even the actress on stage, who paused in her dancing and stretched her head to look. The proprietress, who had been leaning against the front desk, observing him expressionlessly, laughed when she saw him like this:

"Wait a moment!"

He turned around and went in, and didn't come out for a long time. Shen Le lay on the table like a starving ghost, waiting until he was about to knock on the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks, and then he saw the proprietress brought out a large bowl full of mutton and a bowl of rice, and put them on his table:
"Sorry, this needs to be heated up, so I'm late..."

Shen Le didn't have time to listen to what she said. He lowered his head and stuffed a large mouthful of mutton into his mouth. Before he could chew, his eyes widened:

"Well--"

This smell!
This is not the taste of ordinary lamb!

It’s not the same taste of mutton that I’ve been eating at their house during this period!

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