The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 550 Is this house model full? What should I do with it?
Shen Le breathed a sigh of relief.

Thank God, Amitabha. Finally got it done, finally "invited" them in -

Whether it is "it" or "they", or "they" and "them", in short, they are packed into the mansion model.

Expanding his spiritual power again, sensing the entire mansion, he felt that the entire mansion was much quieter, and the eerie feeling was much less;

I picked up the measuring instrument given by the Special Affairs Bureau and measured brick by brick. The energy reactions of the fired Song bricks and the unfired Ming bricks were basically the same...

In other words, everyone who needed to move out had already moved out, and no one was still staying in the old house.

This house is kept spotlessly clean. The extraordinary remains for the extraordinary, and the ordinary remains for the ordinary.

Whether it is the Huang clan members returning here to worship their ancestors, or outsiders coming here to visit and travel (if Party A is willing to open this place to the public), probably, no accidents will happen...

At the very least, there won't be a red mark on the neck, crossing behind the neck and getting deeper and deeper, threatening to strangle someone to death.

"Brother! Brother, what did you do?"

Sure enough, the call came as expected. Shen Le answered the phone without any surprise. Sister Huang's voice was clear and bright, with a wave of joy:
"Brother, the red circle on my neck is gone! It's finally gone! Thank you, brother! - By the way, brother, now that these things are done, does that mean we can come back to work?"

"Uh……"

Shen Le hesitated. It wasn't that he didn't want to bring his fellow apprentices back to work. In fact, it was quite tiring to take care of an old house by himself, and it was indeed quite lonely and boring.

However, he still wanted to confirm whether the extraordinary part of the current situation had been completed...

"Let me think about it...Give me half a day, and I'll give you an answer as soon as possible..."

He hung up the phone and sat back on the doorstep. The girls in the skirts were still singing and dancing, performing hard under the spotlights and lighting boards. Shen Le suspected that they had signed a contract and had a certain amount of live broadcast time every month.
The light spots in the house have disappeared, all dragged by the light cage and rolled into the house model;

The setting sun shines obliquely, falling on the courtyard wall, as if painting it with a bloody glow:
"The walls, wood structures, floor tiles, everything is done. Flowers and plants are irrelevant... There shouldn't be any other unusual conditions..."

Shen Le guessed and stretched out his hand forward, making a move, trying to make the model smaller and fly back into his hand. Everyone retreated from the old house.

But no matter how hard I tried, the model wouldn't move.

He stood up and approached, standing within three feet of the model, and waved his hand again. This time the model was willing to move, but after shaking twice, it remained stuck in the same place, refusing to shrink even a little bit.

Shen Le: “…”

This is disobedience, isn't it?

There are too many spirits in it, so it won't obey, right? !
He simply put his hands on the courtyard wall, paused, put one hand on the roof of the first main room, and the other hand on the roof of the third main room.

He exerted a little force with both hands, maintaining a level of force that was sufficient to exert pressure without causing the roof to collapse. He circulated his internal force and began to input heat flow into it:
The heat flows through every inch of the model, saturating it with my power. I wonder if you still listen to me! ! !

The heat flow method was indeed very useful. Shen Le's internal force went through the third circle in his meridians, and the heat flow completed the second cycle in the model. He felt the model he had received shake.

Then, the tiles on the roof swayed, the walls shook, and the whole house seemed to wake up, shook its body, and began to slowly curl up:
Shrink, shrink. The length of the mansion shortened by one inch, then another inch, then another foot;
The height of the roof tiles under his hand sank one inch, then another inch.

Shen Le was distracted and his palm was not close to the roof tile, which cut off its power supply. Then, the whole model shook vigorously and suddenly expanded again!
bump!
bump!
bump! ! !
A tile from the roof of the third main house suddenly flew up, hit the palm of his hand, and fell down heavily.

Shen Le was stunned for a moment, then he removed his hand and looked down. He suddenly saw the window frame fly out with a bang and then retracted back to its original position.
Then, on the left side of the first entrance, the area that was converted into a chapel and then burned down was shaking from the roof to the pillars, as if the whole thing had turned into a cloth bag, with a group of little people fighting inside...

"Stop fighting..."

Shen Le murmured. He stretched out his hands again, this time pressing the left and right walls of the model tightly, and lowered his head to look down.

With the support of his heat flow, the model began to deform and shrink again. However, the trembling of the entire model and the flying of various components became more and more intense:

Even a palace lantern and a white silk were gently raised above the roof. The palace lantern cast countless flames, and wherever it went, the black light spots wailed, trembled, and shrank little by little;

Bai Ling was whipping around, not only the black fluorescent light, but also part of the white fluorescent light that should be on her side was being whipped.

The strange thing is that Bai Ling did not whip Gong Deng, and Gong Deng only occasionally blocked Bai Ling and never launched an attack.

Not once.

"Are you locking up your enemies together? When enemies meet, they are particularly jealous of each other?"

Shen Le frowned and was in a dilemma. If he were in Shanshan, Aying, and Azhen's position, and saw a group of Tartars with him, he would definitely rush over and fight until he died.
But... you can fight, but can you please not fight in my model?
I'll move you to another place so you can continue playing and stop ruining the model?
Shen Le complained while increasing the heat input. With a slight sound, a light net flew up from the model, interweaving pale gold, white, and light blue, and the sound of the Buddhist chanting resonated with the sound of the sea breeze.

This light net blocked the outer edge of the model, or in other words, it tried its best to expand itself, intercept and absorb the heat flow input by Shen Le, and replenish itself.

Then it gathered back and suppressed the various light spots. It separated them, blocked them in different areas, tightened them, and let them slowly fall asleep.

The chanting of the Buddhist scriptures started, and the scent of sandalwood and the smell of the sea filled the nose. After a while, the whole model slowly calmed down and stopped moving:
However, it still maintains the same volume as when it was first created, without any sign of being able to shrink or change to any size as desired.

Shen Le waved his hand and asked the clay figurine to carry it out. The floorboards were creaking under the figurine's feet and it couldn't move a step.
He stepped forward, held the wooden frame of the dressing box with both hands, and pushed it upwards. With a crackling sound, the wooden board under his feet showed signs of being about to break...

Shen Le didn't know why, but he recalled a passage in Journey to the West. It was when Sun Wukong asked Guanyin Bodhisattva to borrow a sheep-fat jade bottle, but he couldn't lift it.

Guanyin said, "This pure bottle contains the water of an ocean. You don't have the capacity to measure the ocean, so you can't lift it."

Okay, okay, so the current situation is that this model has the weight of an entire house, and I want to lift this house, not to mention whether I can lift it, the floor beneath my feet is definitely not strong enough?
Then...

Fine……

Wait till you guys are done fighting...

Shen Le shook his head, left the clay figurines and models in the room, walked out of the room, and closed the door. Then, he called his instructor:
"Boss, the courtyard wall has been basically repaired, and all that's left is to apply putty and paint. So what do we want to do with the exterior of the wall? Do we want to keep the traces of the past?"

"Of course!" the instructor answered firmly. He had already discussed the latest situation with Party A, and now he was confident in his answer:
"Our tentative plan is to keep a section on the courtyard wall that does not affect the flow of people and the location of the visit, and keep a section at the foundation of the main house and protect it with a glass cover.

The rest of the parts can be painted normally to protect the wall. I will send you a file later, you can check it and we will start working -"

"Okay, boss! No problem, boss!"

Shen Le was full of energy. Since the house had not been completely repaired, he did not let anyone in. Instead, he rolled up his sleeves and started working:
"Get out to work, little ones!"

He clapped his hands. At the command, the little inkstone jumped out energetically, and with its subordinates, they swung the lead pendants with a clanging sound:

[Work! Work! Mix the lime! Mix the putty! Apply the plaster! Apply the plaster! Apply the plaster! ]

Ahem... Zheng Mo, don't be so excited. It's just plastering. You are a carpenter leader, why are you so happy to see plastering?
The clay figurines also jumped out. When Xiao Modou gave orders, the clay figurines followed his instructions, some carrying buckets, some adding water, some pouring raw materials, and some stirring.

Shen Le didn't notice at all that they were already stained with spots of lime, turning the clay figurines that Shen Le had carefully taken care of and could be used as sculptures into the appearance of construction workers.

"Wait a minute!" Shen Le had no choice but to rush over. He tried his best to order these guys to stop immediately, and then threw spells at them:
"Cleaning technique! Cleaning technique! Cleaning technique—"

The clay figurines stood upright, not daring to move. Even the small inkwell stopped moving, with the ink line hanging straight to the ground and the lead weight not daring to shake.

Shen Le dealt with all the clay figurines before he let out a long sigh:

"Don't rush to work. This is a heavy and dirty job. Wait until I order labor protection equipment for you..."

Fortunately, in an industrialized country, there is only an overflow of various basic equipment, and there is nothing that cannot be bought.

Shen Le waved his hand and immediately bought 500 sets of work clothes, 500 sets of safety helmets, masks and gloves, and 1,000 pairs of arm sleeves, so that the clay figurines must protect themselves well before they can continue to work.

Except for the extra-large gloves which were a little hard to buy, all these things were ready within half a day. The owners of the labor protection supplies stores even praised Shen Le:
"Bosses like you are becoming less and less! Nowadays, bosses are more indifferent to the lives of workers than the other. It seems that as long as they pay enough money, they can abuse them at will!

——Especially for a big boss like you, the workers can’t even see their faces. They can’t see people, and they just think of people as numbers…”

Shen Le: “…”

How do I look like a boss?
Which eye of yours looks at me like a boss?
I am just a little delicate and fragile, unlike the strong guys who work with buckets every day at the construction site, but I can't become a boss!

Even so, the clay figurines were still not very happy, thinking that they did not need this kind of protection and that it was really troublesome to work in work clothes, safety helmets, gloves and sleeves.

After Shen Le's repeated scolding, they dressed themselves obediently, picked up their brushes, and began to apply putty on the courtyard wall where the paint had been scraped off:

[Even movements! Even movements! From top to bottom! Use even force!] The little inkstone continued to swing the lead weight, making continuous "pop" and "pop" sounds, which exploded on the helmets of the clay figurines one after another:

[Don't be greedy! If you see there is no putty on the brush, just dip it in the paint and apply it again!] Little Modou, you are really an ace supervisor... Smash it, smash it hard, anyway, the hard hat is strong and it won't hurt!
Shen Le gave the little inkstone a thumbs up and threw the job of applying putty and paint to it, letting it supervise it.

Oh, by the way, we also need some scaffolding to make it easier for the clay figurines to climb up and down so that they can paint the highest part of the courtyard wall - what, no scaffolding is needed?

All you need is a long pole with a long brush tied to it? Can you brush a five-meter-high wall?

You guys are really the perfect staff!
He put down the small job of painting the courtyard wall and went to the base of the wall. Looking at the documents sent by his tutor, he began to study the technical solution of covering the base of the wall with a glass cover and the specific construction method:
"Well... conduct a 3D scan of the original wall/ground to detect cracks, hollows, weathering, and assess the load-bearing capacity...

There’s no need for that. I know what I made myself, and there’s no need to worry about the load-bearing problem when covering the vertical wall with glass…”

"Detecting underground structures... there's no need for that, we've already detected them..."

"Through the methods of 'gas phase water replenishment-wet protection' and 'micro-environment control', the moisture content of the wall can be kept stable for a long time..."

Shen Le looked at it and inhaled hissingly. Adding a glass cover to the wall is not that simple:
There should be a probe in the cover to monitor the temperature and humidity inside the glass cover in real time;
There must be water vapor or water mist nozzles, and the number and location of the nozzles must be reasonably distributed;
There must be water replenishment equipment, such as a high-pressure micro-mist humidification system. By the way, this system must use deionized water to prevent the evaporation of water mist from leaving scale on the surface of the glass cover;
The water replenishment process must be able to be self-controlled, that is, the detection probe and the water replenishment device must be connected by a control device;

Direct sunlight should be strictly prohibited from reaching the display area to inhibit the growth of green plants;
The LED lights, water pipes, spray nozzles, monitoring probes, wires, etc. inside the glass cover must be hidden and cannot be seen by visitors from outside...

Each one of them is a requirement, and each and every requirement is built with money.

It can even be said that being able to pile up money is already a great fortune. If the project is not of a certain level, without experts, no one will design it for you, and you won’t even know how to pile it!
Shen Le took a look at it. Although he didn't know how much it would cost exactly, he was sure of one thing: this plan would cost a lot of money, both for the initial construction and the subsequent maintenance.

After watching it to the end, he couldn't help but call his mentor:

"Boss, have you evaluated the cost of this protection plan? Is there anyone willing to pay for it?"

"That must be there!"

The old professor answered very straightforwardly:
"I have discussed this with Party A and the school. Party A is willing to pay, and the school has also agreed to pay part of the funds, allowing me to do a separate project—"

Well, it’s probably a paper like “An attempt at “vapor phase hydration-wet protection” for brick and stone ruins in humid environments — protection strategies and engineering practices for the remains of Ming Dynasty residential buildings in Qitong City at the end of the Song Dynasty”?
The boss is still the boss. In just a few days, Party A was dealt with, and the organization for issuing the project was also dealt with. Shen Le silently gave a thumbs up to the instructor:

"That's all. Boss, I've sent you the historical data of this wall. You can ask someone to write the explanation and make the custom sign. I'll start the construction!"

To be honest, with a construction plan, it is not difficult to just start. First, locate the point on the ground and carry out the embedded parts construction.

According to general construction specifications, in order to protect ancient buildings, non-invasive fixation should be used as much as possible during construction, such as chemical anchor bolts, and drilling holes on the cultural relics is strictly prohibited;

However, when it came to Shen Le, he took the carbon fiber bracket in his hand and placed it on the wall or inserted it into the ground.

A passage naturally opened up between the cracks in the wall tiles and the cracks in the ground, allowing him to insert the things. The little ink bucket shouted beside him:

[Raise it higher! Raise it higher! ]

[Left! Left! Too far! Right! A little more to the right!]

[Okay! That's it! Shen Le, wait a minute, I'll ask them to come over and give us the medicine!]

"Zheng Mo, go watch over them. I'm fine here. I have laser calibration to help me!"

[Humph! How can you be as good as me at laser calibration? ]

"The standard for laser calibration is that the error is ≤2mm/3m. Are you sure you can do it?"

[Humph! How difficult is this! ]

The little inkstone was full of energy, and with a flick of the lead pendant, the ink line immediately entangled itself. Shen Le smiled and let go of his hand, leaving the task of controlling the direction of the bracket to it, while he concentrated on dealing with the brick joints:

"Grow! Grow! Grow! Grow well! Very good, it fits perfectly and is completely locked! Inject a little more earth power into it and reinforce it a little more, so that it will not waver for fifty or a hundred years!"

After installing the bracket, start installing the grooves, gutters and drain pipes, and electrical wires one by one.

Install monitoring probes and high-pressure mist humidification systems on the shelf. Oh, and the glass cover must be electrically heated. Although there are ready-made electrically heated glass for sale, Shen Le must be responsible for the wiring work...

He climbed up and down, working himself to death. The little ink bucket kept yelling beside him:
【Installed wrong! 】

【Installed wrong! 】

[The pipes here shouldn’t be connected like this! ]

[Get out of the way! I'll do it!]

"Zheng Mo... stop making trouble..." Shen Le pulled it weakly:
"You don't have hands, how can you do the work..."

【I come! 】

A flash of light appeared beside her, and Xiao Ling jumped out in high spirits:
[Leave it to me! I'm smaller than you, so it's much easier for me to work in here than for you! ]

"Wait a minute, Xiaoling, you've also learned to read blueprints?!"

Shen Le was shocked. Construction drawings are not something that can be understood casually. Even for me, from a student in school to being able to carry out construction according to professional drawings on the construction site, I have gone through a lot of learning.

You sing and dance every day, when did you learn to read blueprints?
[I can! I tell her where to put it, and she does it accordingly!]

The small ink fountain waved the ink line. Shen Le was helpless:
"Then why don't you tell me?"

【You can't. You will make your own decisions.】

Shen Le: “…”

He had no choice but to throw these delicate tasks to the little ones. The advantage of division of labor is that while the little ones are installing the instruments and equipment inside, he has time to install the glass cover:

I hoist one piece onto the frame, then another piece onto the frame, adjust the clamps, and prepare to apply sealant to the seams - wait, why do I need to apply sealant?

Can't I just let the glass grow together on its own?
Glass is also earth! I should be able to control it too!
Shen Le thought about it, cut off a piece of glass, and carefully placed it between the two pieces of glass. He concentrated, adjusted his breathing, and pointed:
"Long, long, long—"

Very good, the glass began to soften, stretch, flatten, and merge with the adjacent glass fragments - becoming one without any flaws!

Shen Le spent three full days working with the little ones and finally completed the installation of the instruments in the glass cover.

Once covered, it will no longer be afraid of wind, rain, or moss growing inside, and there will be no changes inside for decades.

Even if the glass, probes, and spray nozzles will age, Shen Le believes that the courtyard wall that he has reinforced and specially injected with earth power will not be prone to problems.

What a sin! If other ancient building protection teams follow our plan and fail to meet our protection time, will they be scolded?

Fortunately, being scolded would happen decades later, and Shen Le couldn't do anything about it. He looked back at the house model, thank God:

The whole model stood there quietly, without shaking or swaying, and every now and then a floor tile would fly out, then a tile would fly out.

The light cage in the model was dim, probably because it had suppressed the spirits that were playing around, or it might have entered energy-saving mode:
"Are you ready? Can we go now?"

He reached out and patted the model. The model shook slightly, the palace lantern on the eaves lit up slightly, and a white shadow flashed across the house.

Shen Le sighed:

Okay, it's not healed yet, it can't be shrunk yet. Maybe, maybe, possibly -

Those who have a life-and-death feud were not thrown out. If it were me, I would fight to the end and would never coexist with it in the same world. At least, we cannot coexist in the same spiritual weapon!
These two sides really can't coexist. Shen Le thought about it and realized that he definitely couldn't drive Shanshan, Azhen and the others out, and he didn't have the heart to do so;

He wanted to drive out those Tartars and the annoying people in the Pu family. Well, he could do it, but he didn't know how to do it...

After all, the previous light cage didn't kill them all, but instead caught them all in a net and stuffed them all into the model!
"Can you help me?"

He put his hand on the outer wall of the house, input the heat flow, and gently communicated with the model. Communicate with the light cage, the palace lantern and the white silk, and don't alarm those annoying ghosts...

Oops!

They started fighting again!
Stop it, I'll think of another way...

(End of this chapter)