The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 53: Give the house an alternative surveillance? (Seeking follow-up reading)

There is food in hand and no panic in mind.

Having just made a fortune of more than 40,000 yuan, Shen Le's pockets were bulging and he felt that he could do anything.

However, after walking around the old house, he gave up the idea of repairing all the furniture in the house:

No other reason, it’s too expensive.

Hainan Huanghuali wood, a piece with a diameter of 7 to 8 cm and a length of 30 cm, starts at to yuan - online shop, no guarantee of authenticity;
A piece of red sandalwood, 15cm in diameter and 70cm long, costs - RMB - it's an online store, and the authenticity is not guaranteed.

Golden nanmu?

What is golden nanmu?
As for the supplier that Shen Le contacted when he was studying for his master's degree and working for his boss, the wood they supplied is basically authentic, and the price is, haha.

More than doubled.

He used the little money he had to buy wood and renovate the old furniture in the house - maybe, perhaps, possibly, renovate half of the yard at most?
This doesn't even include beams, pillars, etc...

“I’m still too poor…”

Shen Le touched his waist bag and sighed. He sighed, rubbed his chin, and thought intently:
How to make money?
What can I do to earn enough money to renovate this house?
Do you accept orders for antique restoration? -- The premise is that the restored antique cannot suddenly come alive and scare the client, or the client must be able to control the antique that has become a spirit?
Make furniture and sell it? Where is the store? Where are the salespeople? Can he afford the rent and the salespeople with the limited liquidity he has?
or……

Using the power of the ink fountain, you can make some furniture that can eliminate hostility and improve relationships with the owner, and then sell it at a high price?

good idea.

Who do you sell to?
Shen Le shook his head and decided that there would always be a way out - maybe someone would see the furniture he had restored in Tianxiang Tower and come to visit him.

He arranged his inkwell and walked around the house slowly. During this walk, he noticed something different:

With the spiritual eyes, it could only be seen that this house was shrouded in a very strong aura. There was a strong aura on the roof of the house and on the big camphor tree;
Now that he looked closely, he found that the aura was like the chair he had repaired, clinging to the surface and penetrating into the wood, tiles and bricks.

Shen Le approached the pillar of the second main hall, looked it up and down, and carefully observed it, then reached out and grabbed it:
Huh?
Did you really pull off a small bunch?

He held the small ball of breath in his hand, kneading it, rubbing it, and rubbing it. The inexplicable breath was like water, which became smaller with each kneading, dispersed a little with each kneading, and disappeared a little more with each rubbing.

Shen Le looked at his palm with heartache, feeling reluctant:

How to save it?

Get a box?

Get a jar?

He looked left and right, took out the jujube wood ghost ball that he had made before but had not used, and slapped the breath on it. He rubbed it, pressed it, and tried his best to smooth it out.

Sure enough, when that little breath met the wood, it seeped into it and was stored in the ghost ball. Shen Le's eyes lit up:
nice!
Saved!

I just don't know what's the use...

He rubbed the ghost ball subconsciously. The next moment, dust fell from above his head, blinding his eyes.

Shen Le: ???
what's the situation?
Rub it again, and more dust falls off. Shen Le tried it several times and finally confirmed one thing:
This ghost ball has established an inexplicable connection with the pillar in front of it.

It is very weak and has almost no way to affect the pillar itself. The only interaction is that when you wipe the ghost ball, it is almost equivalent to wiping the pillar, which can make some of the dust on the pillar fall off... eh?
Then wouldn’t I have an additional method to directly observe and control the entire house?

For example, I made a small model of a whole house, with two sides, three courtyards on each side, pavilions, towers, rockery and ponds, plus a circle of walls outside.

Establish a connection between the model and the house. If someone breaks into the house in the future, I can just move the model and drive him out!

Shen Le rubbed his hands and started working immediately. To make a model, he didn't need very good wood. The leftover fir wood blocks could be used directly. Shen Le ran out with an ink fountain in his left hand and a tape measure and a record book in his right hand:

"Zheng Mo, it's up to you! Come, measure the length and width of this small building, and the length of each room!"

Brush, brush, brush. The lead weight was thrown out, and the ink line was stretched straight. Shen Le just measured the ink line, recorded, drew, and marked the size on the drawing:

"Wait, how do you measure height?"

Should I go find a ladder?

[No need! Watch me! ]

The inkstone conveyed a thought. Before Shen Le could figure out what it was going to do, he heard a whoosh and the lead weight shot upwards, rushing over the eaves.

Then, it dropped, swung, and pulled the ink line around the eaves a few times. The line wheel turned, tightened the ink line, pulled the ink fountain up, and swung it hard again.

The ink fountain landed safely on the eaves. The lead weight then spun in the opposite direction, loosening the eaves with the ink line and falling straight down from the sky.

"That's okay..."

Shen Le was stunned. Hey, Xiao Modou, your mobility is too strong. Is there any place in this house that you can't reach?
Fortunately, Little Modou and Little Pinocchio don’t communicate much in daily life. If these two were in collusion with each other, it would not be impossible for them to tear down the roof or even demolish the house!
But in any case, with the help of the small ink fountain, Shen Le's work efficiency was greatly improved. It only took him one hour to complete the survey of the three courtyards on the west road where he lived and draw the blueprint.

Then, Shen Le knocked on the wooden block, and the ink fountain automatically jumped over, and started to draw lines on the wooden block with a bang, bang, bang...

Saws, planes, hammers and chisels followed suit.

After Shen Le gave the instructions and asked them to make a 1:100 model of the yard, he just went to take a nap.

There was a rustling sound in his dream. He turned over and fell into a deeper sleep amid the white noise...

When I woke up, I found a rectangular wooden frame on the workbench, which was roughly divided into six sections. In the square in the lower left corner, a small courtyard was gradually taking shape:
The wooden wall has been built, and a compass is directing two chisels to inlay the mortise and tenon structure and build a two-story building;
The other two chisels moved up and down, carving patterns on the doors and windows of the small building;

On the other side of the workbench, a plane was working hard to smooth the walls of the left and right wings;

Next to the plane, a brush was diligently dipped in wood glue and used to stick the shavings onto the thin wood strips...

"What are you doing?"

Shen Le poked at the shavings curiously. The lead pendant poked its head out and took a look:
【Wisteria.】

what?
Wisteria?

Not only have you built the wisteria trellis, you even built the wisteria trellis in front of the small building? !

　Please read Mimimi...

　　It’s about to be removed from the new book list, and the cat needs many, many comments and many, many follow-up readings to comfort the cat’s heart!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)