The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 533 Shen Le: With this level of control, if he were to repair the imperial seal, he would be able to directly fix the flaws, right?

Shen Le rubbed his eyes, and rubbed them again. The two figures seemed to just flash and disappear immediately.

He turned his head and looked at the long street, trying to find his target, but the street was crowded with people. Even young girls in ancient costumes appeared one after another, making it difficult to keep up.

Shen Le looked for a long time, it seemed that every one of them was, but also that none of them were. He was still concentrating on searching, when his elbow was touched:
"Brother, what are you looking at? Is there anyone you know?"

"I think there is a beautiful woman..."

Shen Le smiled helplessly and continued to eat. I must admit that the experience of eating in the store, at their main store, is indeed different from eating vacuum-packed pre-prepared dishes:
At the front desk of the main store, dozens of huge casseroles are lined up in a row, all placed on the fire and simmering over low heat. The rising steam and aroma spread into the street, warmly enveloping every passerby.

As soon as the guests arrived, the pot was immediately taken off the fire. The soup in the pot gurgled and produced tiny bubbles. Each bubble burst and released a rich fragrance.
The duck meat was fragrant and crispy, with a salty and rich taste, which made people very happy just by looking at it. Shen Le ate two pieces, tentatively scooped a small spoonful of soup, poured it on the white rice and mixed it well.

The dark brown soup has basically lost the spicy taste of ginger, leaving only a warm taste that goes directly from the throat to the stomach, and then spreads to every part of the body, making the whole body feel warm after eating it.

Looking up, except for the old instructor who ate slowly, the other junior students were busy eating. Only Junior Sister Huang whispered:
"It's this one again, it's this one again... Every time my friends come over, they have to eat at this one. The price of a pig has gone from 70 yuan to over yuan..."

"Then...are there any other stores you would recommend?"

Shen Le asked tentatively. The junior sister's voice immediately became louder:

"No! This one is the best!"

I understand. If you are here for a short time and only plan to eat one, this is the one to choose.

Shen Le nodded in understanding, picked up a piece of duck leg and stuffed it into his mouth, bit it hard, and let out a satisfied sigh:

Ah, it's nice to be able to enjoy delicious food. It's nice to be able to enjoy a peaceful and happy life.

I wonder if Aying and Shanshan escaped the war back then... Even if they died, I hope their spirits are still alive and can come to this era and enjoy such a life...

The delicious food comforted the juniors and boosted their spirits. From the second day, various test reports came out one after another:
"Boss! We have analyzed the composition of this iron arrowhead! It contains trace amounts of copper and some sulfides..."

"Boss, the composition of the arrowhead is consistent with the iron filings that Senior Brother scraped off the pillar. They are identified as being from the same species!"

"Boss, judging from the shape of this arrow, it should be an armor-piercing arrow from the Yuan Dynasty!"

"Boss, the results of the luminol experiment on the surface of the arrowhead show that there is indeed a blood reaction!"

"Boss, do we want to take a blood sample for a DNA test? To see who the blood belongs to?"

The instructor turned his head silently and looked at Shen Le. Shen Le looked back blankly:
"Ah? What's wrong?"

What do you want me to do?
“Using DNA technology to assist archaeology… We are specialized in ancient building restoration, and we are not responsible for identifying the deceased.

But Shen Le, if you want to know, you can also take it for appraisal."

I understand. That is to say, we are restoring ancient buildings, and we don't have the budget to do the appraisal. Shen Le suddenly realized and gave the junior brothers and sisters a task:
"Junior sister, go get the sample and send it for testing. Be careful. And check the data to see if there is any DNA sequence from your family that you can compare with."

"Junior Brother Ma, go check if there is any gene sequence data of the royal family of the Song Dynasty in the current DNA archaeology, and ask them to compare it."

"By the way, can I ask the anthropologists if there is any data on different races and people from different regions, such as Arabs? Can we compare them?"

He shook his phone:

"I'll give you an account number later. If you want to pay, just use my card number. Please!"

"Did you hear that?" The instructor immediately gave the order:

"Hurry up and get to work! The repairs to the house were all done by your Senior Brother Shen. You guys should at least help out a little bit every day!"

The junior students all dispersed. The old professor looked at Shen Le deeply:

"It seems that you already have some guesses about what happened in that mansion and the people who died there, right?"

"I have no evidence." Shen Le quickly replied. He made a fuss and turned around and ran away:

The instructor was so perceptive. Even though he had prepared a lot of distractions, he still managed to grasp the key points right away!

What he saw in his memories of the house, he couldn’t talk about, nor could he use it to write a paper!
Give him some time, let him face what he sees, draw the target first, and then shoot arrows to find the conclusion!
Fortunately, it is relatively convenient to deduce the process after having the answer, which is much more convenient than looking for it based on the question itself...

Never mind, never mind, let's continue to repair the house. After the house is repaired, I guess I can get more evidence:
There are still so many corners, roofs, floor tiles and ancient wells that have not been turned over!
Shen Le ran into the old house and looked around. The house was empty. Apart from the temporary restoration tools and materials, there was basically nothing in it:
The furniture, the decorations, the incense burners, flower pots, bronze offerings, plaques, tablets, and ancestral portraits, everything is gone.

Including the caisson he had seen in his memory of the house, which was inlaid with the twenty-eight constellations using luminous shells from overseas, it had completely disappeared, and even the style of the roof had been changed...

"It's not bad... There are fewer things, so it's easier to repair at least..."

Shen Le sighed sincerely, rolled up his sleeves, and started to work - strictly speaking, he started to direct the little ones to work.

He had someone deliver a batch of logs and planks, and Xiao Modou directed his sawmen to cut the planks one by one, into pieces as big as eaves, brackets, and rafters.

Thousands of strands of black silk were lifted high, lifting the wood chips to the target location, and then pulling the straw ropes to tie them up carefully;

After all the work was done, the little ones lined up and jumped into the pen holder one by one. The pen holder then jumped high and automatically hid in Shen Le's backpack.

"Okay... Now it's my job..."

Shen Le muttered. He drew a large bucket of tap water, dragged it into the hall, and poured a huge bottle of nutrient solution into it;

He focused his mind slightly, and covered the bucket with his spiritual power. The talisman representing "controlling water" lit up in the air, and gently rotated. Soon, the liquid in the bucket rose into the air:

The water column turns into a water dragon, the water dragon disperses into a fine water curtain, and the water curtain disperses into thick fog all over the sky.

The mist rose and rolled, touching all the brackets and rafters, trying to penetrate inside:
Soak the board!
Soak the straw rope!
Wet the rafters!

Give them a little boost so they can answer the call to grow!

"Is it ready? Are you guys full?"

Shen Le closed his eyes slightly and stretched out his hands, as if to embrace the entire hall. His mental power spread out, covering the house in a myriad of ways, and activated the spell once again:
"Come when you're full... Grow... Absorb the materials from these wood chips, absorb the nutrient solution, grow hard, and try to make your material dense and solid..."

Yes, the most important thing is to grow inwards, never outwards.

Don't let it grow branches or forks, or scars, or even a few green leaves. Just keep it as it is. If there are any defects on the wood carvings, I will come back to fix them.

You have grown much bigger, and I have to saw it off. Why?

The whole house shook slightly, as if there was a cheer, and there was also a rustling sound like the leaves and branches of trees sprouting in the spring.

It was not loud, but very light, and if you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't even hear it. Shen Le waited patiently, carefully controlling the power. After a while, the whole room darkened:
The wood chips that were "eaten" turned into thousands of sawdust, floating and flying down.

The wood in the house was eaten very greedily, almost draining away all the wood power. The fallen sawdust was extremely fine. It danced and swayed in the sunlight, outlining paths of light:

"Cleaning technique! Cleaning technique! Cleaning-technique!!!"

Shen Le made a "pooh, pooh, pooh" sound while throwing cleaning spells all over the air.

The sawdust was too fine. If he left it alone, it would be all over his head and body, giving him a head full of white hair, and he would even inhale it into his lungs!

Maybe, next time he cast a spell, he should stand outside the house instead of in the hall?

It took Shen Le three full days to repair the three-story hall and all the wooden structures of the left and right side buildings.

He walked around the house, concentrating on sensing the atmosphere of the house, and shook his head:

"It feels like... the spiritual energy of all the wooden structures in this house is concentrated on the twelve pillars... Even if these miscellaneous small parts are repaired, they won't be of much help?"

So what to fix next?

Shen Le walked around the house three times, sensing and thinking hard. After thinking for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth:

"It doesn't matter what you repair! Come on!"

Repairing tiles, floor tiles, brick walls, and ancient wells. No matter which one he repairs, it will test his mastery of earth power:
Of course, there may also be water and fire. After all, turning clay into bricks and tiles requires fire, right?
"Junior brothers and sisters! When you renovated this house, are the old and broken tiles you replaced still there?"

He shouted loudly. Soon, Ma Xuanyu came running over and pointed out the location to him:

"Fortunately we didn't throw these things away... But brother, what do you want this for?"

"I have an idea. So, what is the formula of the soil used for these tiles and wall bricks? What kind of stone is used for floor tiles? Can you give me a batch of stone and mud according to this formula?"

"Ah?!" The junior students looked at each other in bewilderment. After a while, Huang Chuxia relied on the fact that she was a girl and the instructor usually didn't scold her, and the senior students would definitely not scold her, so she said weakly:
"Brother, we are restoring ancient buildings, and we generally don't study these things... We need to do another experiment..."

Shen Le also knows this. Bricks and tiles are an important part of repairing ancient buildings, and the repair of bricks and tiles is mainly to deal with its deterioration problem:

The influence of environment and climate, thermal expansion and contraction, internal water freezing and expansion, resulting in looseness;
Air pollution images, moisture condensation brings acidic substances, corroding the bricks;

Soluble salts enter the brick structure, dissolve and crystallize repeatedly, causing the brick to pulverize;

Various plants and microorganisms multiply on the surface of bricks and secrete acidic substances, which accelerate the deterioration of bricks and tiles;
Of course, there is another factor that cannot be ignored, which is mechanical wear, which is especially common in floor tiles, city walls, etc.

For example, the Forbidden City and the Great Wall, with so many people walking around every day, the brick surfaces have been worn down!
Of course, the main way to repair these bricks and tiles is to first clean the mud, sterilize, remove spots, and remove moss, and then apply medicine, spray medicine, and pour medicine on them:
2% sodium pentachlorophenol solution can be used to sterilize and remove spots;
Acrylic resins, polyvinyl acetates, epoxy resins, and silicone resins can penetrate into the brick body and reinforce cracked bricks and tiles;

Applying a layer of silicone resin on bricks and tiles can form a surface sealing layer, making the surface of the bricks and tiles hydrophobic;
Applying tung oil to bricks and tiles or soaking them in tung oil can enhance their wear resistance...

Obviously, these tasks do not require analysis of stone materials, nor do they require identification of the materials of the clay used to make bricks and tiles.

Shen Le himself had once squatted in the square outside the main hall, using a small shovel in one hand and a small brush in the other, trying hard to clean the moss on the floor tiles. Therefore, he was fully prepared for his junior sister's questions:
"Then do it!"

Shen Le simply waved his hand:

"Need funding for experiments? Tell me how much you want!"

The junior students looked at each other and rushed to their computers to look up information, make experimental plans, and make experimental budgets...

"It looks like it will take at least a day to report the number." Shen Le looked at how busy they were, shrugged his shoulders, and went to work.

He first walked around the ancient house again, comparing it with the survey records of his fellow junior brothers and sisters, and re-feeling the brick and tile facilities of the entire house.

As he walked, he flipped through the record book and used his mental power:
"The first entrance of the mansion... the left side of the exterior wall is partially covered with cement, changing the overall original appearance..."

"The overall structure of the inner wall is intact..."

"The outer wall of the west wing is severely peeling off, exposing the wall..."

"Some of the tiles on the wall have melted..."

The records made by my junior colleagues were very detailed, from the whole to the details, from the surface to the points. Every part that needed repair was photographed, described and measured, and printed out into a thick book.

Not only that, they also put a lot of effort into repairing it:
At least as far as Shen Le could see, the cement-covered parts had all been removed, and the parts that needed to be painted with lime had been painted with lime, and the parts that needed to be painted with paint had been painted with paint;

Those parts of the wall that were severely peeling have been completely scraped, re-puttyed, and then plastered;
Those parts that were written as "growing a lot of weeds and mosses, and severely eroded", such as the ancient well and the floor tiles next to the well mouth, at least have been cleaned up:

When Shen Le saw the uneven bricks with cracks of different sizes inside the ancient well, he knew how much effort they had put in.

These bricks cannot be cleaned away by using a high-pressure water gun. Someone has to go down there wearing a safety belt and pull them out and shovel them out bit by bit.

Pull it out clean, shovel it clean, rinse it with a high-pressure water gun, and then apply various potions:
Shen Le was sure that he saw the familiar reflection of silicone resin on the bricks at the bottom of the well.

Alas, it is a pity that these silicone resins can only make bricks and tiles hydrophobic, but they cannot withstand the immersion of large amounts of water. As for the blood at the bottom of the well, will it damage the bricks?

Shen Le didn't know, and Shen Le couldn't judge. After all, the blood that came out was not real blood, right?

He circled slowly, exploring bit by bit. The walls, the roof tiles, the floor tiles, there was always something wrong, always something... not natural.

Although he couldn't tell exactly where it was... he turned around twice and couldn't find anything unusual, so he simply sat cross-legged in the second hall and closed his eyes to meditate.

The spiritual power spread out in all directions, penetrating into the walls, the tiles, the soil, and the ancient well.

Still can't find it. The strange feeling is very faint, like floating silk or the reflection of the moon in the water.

If you don't touch it, it seems to be there; if you try to touch it, or even get just a little closer, it will shake and quietly disperse.

Perhaps, when the restoration of the ancient house progresses to a certain extent, abnormal situations will naturally occur?
"Brother!"

Someone shouted loudly. Shen Le opened his eyes and glanced back:
Wow, that's pretty fast. He thought it would take half a day, but before lunch time, he had already come up with the experimental plan and budget?
"How much?"

"Five... fifty thousand." Huang Chuxia felt a little embarrassed when she took the plan in both hands:
After all, the form is a bit rough, time is tight, and it is difficult to confirm the specific prices in some places, so they are all higher or lower.

Well, they also included the allowance for work… although this allowance is only calculated based on the money given to them by the tutor, the average daily wage multiplied by the number of days worked…

Shen Le glanced at the catalog, confirming that all the items he needed were already there, without even glancing at the details or the budget. He flipped through the catalog and asked casually:
"Has the boss seen it? Does he approve of it?"

"Ah... the boss signed it. The last page." Huang Chuxia quickly replied. Shen Le reached over and checked the instructor's signature, then began to touch his phone:

“How do I transfer money?”

It's only 50,000 yuan, it doesn't matter. Even if the junior brothers and sisters took 10,000 yuan as labor fees, and divided it among several people, each person would only get 2,000 to 3,000 yuan.

It was a small amount of money for him, but for his fellow students, it was enough to make a small fortune and have a few good meals or take a short trip!

He signed the order, transferred the money, and his fellow apprentices rushed to work. Shen Le gave himself a short break, and the next day, he got the preliminary results:
"We found the material for the floor tiles! It's granite, with a density of 2.75%, quartz content of 49%, potassium feldspar... plagioclase...

Anyway, we found the same kind of stone nearby! Brother, do you want them to carve the stone into floor tiles and ship it here? Or just ship the stone directly?"

"No need for that." Shen Le thought about his work situation and shook his head decisively:

"If it's convenient, just ask them to crush the stone into small particles. Ah, if there are ready-made crushed materials or stone powder, that's even better, just bring it over!"

The junior sister conveyed the message, and a junior brother immediately followed up on the matter. The floor tiles of the mansion were probably made of stones from the local quarry in Citong City, so it was very convenient to purchase them.

That afternoon, before it was even time to get off work, a Huolala truck came rushing over and unloaded two large bags of gravel at the door of the ancient house.

"Thanks!"

Shen Le waved to them to express his gratitude. He carried a bag in each hand and walked into the house easily under the driver's surprised gaze.

After closing the door, he immediately transformed from a hardworking and strong man into an unscrupulous capitalist. He took out the pen holder and put it on the ground:
"Help me carry the stuff!"

Two clay figurines jumped out of the pen holder, and with a groan, they put the gravel on the load, lifted it up and walked away. Shen Le shook his head and walked slowly in the courtyard of the ancient house, sensing as he walked:
"come out!"

"come out!"

"You come out too!"

"Go aside!"

A small part of the floor tiles that covered the entire old house had been broken into pieces and was unsightly.

The instructors' goal is to restore the entire old house, but they don't need to carefully repair every floor tile to the point of perfection. Many broken ones can be directly replaced.

However, Shen Le wanted to give it a try and repair these broken tiles in his own way:

He walked around first, picked out all the new bricks that had been replaced, and put them aside.

I found another piece of dirt, spread some gravel on it, and placed the broken tiles among the gravel. I closed my eyes and communicated with the gravel and tiles:
The power of the earth!
The power of earth!
Respond to me!
Answer my call!

Absorb the power of gravel to repair floor tiles, making loose, powdery and broken tiles complete and hard again!

In the void, the talisman slowly rotated. The gravel seemed to be attracted by something inexplicable, gradually cracking, gradually turning into powder, and gradually dispersing into nothingness;
Then, the whole floor tile sank, sank, sank...

Even if it is just a floor tile, it has dignity, and it is quite greedy for the input of power and material.

When Shen Le opened his eyes again, the floor tile that had broken into three pieces, with blurred edges and patterns, had transformed gorgeously:
It became a perfect, square brick without any patterns, almost like jade...

Moreover, it sank three feet into the soil. There was a huge pit around it, and within a one-meter radius, it was gone, everything was gone...

Shen Le: “…”

Ah, did I put too much effort just now... Fortunately, I only repaired one floor tile. If I wanted to repair the floor tiles of the entire house at once, wouldn't it be too difficult?

No, even if the sky is three feet high, it is not enough. Look at the volume ratio of the floor tiles and the earth pit. The sky is three feet high!

Without the support of the surrounding soil, the entire ancient house would collapse from the foundation!
Also, the extent of the repairs done to the floor tiles was a bit too much… He only needed to repair them, there was no need to fill the entire surface with tiles and turn them into jade!

Fortunately, this method was only used to repair a floor tile. If it was used to repair the imperial seal, the gold added at the back would probably be completely absorbed or bounced away, right?

(End of this chapter)