The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 61: I just got it and haven’t repaired it yet, but it’s already been sucked into my memory? !
Shen Le carried a small oil lamp and staggered back to his residence. He walked up the creaking wooden stairs and sat on the bed.
"Hey, what are you doing with an oil lamp?"

Senior Brother Zhuang immediately leaned over to take a look. The laptop on his knee tilted and almost fell off the bed. Senior Brother rushed forward, hugged it, and continued to lean over while half turning his body:

"Where did you get it from?"

The place where the teachers and students lived was a residence built by the villagers. It had three rooms on each side and two floors. It was originally built by the owner with great effort to marry his two sons and live in it with his whole family.

However, both sons worked away from home all year round, and their wives were also away. Only one little grandson was sent back, and the huge house could not be fully occupied.

At this moment, the old man and his grandson live in the right room downstairs, and Teacher Shen Le lives in the left room downstairs. Shen Le and his fellow apprentices live upstairs and are surprisingly comfortable, two to a room.

The accommodation conditions, apart from the musty smell in the room and the wooden floor that made noises when stepped on, were better than their school dormitories!!!
"I bought it from the village next door." Shen Le raised the oil lamp and pointed it to Brother Zhuang:

"It seems to be from the 1920s. I want to repair it and keep it for myself. Brother, did we bring the relevant equipment this time?"

"It seems like some of them can be used..." Zhuang Boyang held his chin with his left hand, and pointed at the other four fingers one by one with his right thumb, counting them one by one:

"Paint, yes. Hammers and other things, yes. Repairing the glass is a little more troublesome, you may need to place an order...

Well, you have to go to the scene tomorrow anyway, so you can see for yourself! But I warn you, you have to finish what you have to do!"

Shen Le smiled and nodded vigorously. He rubbed the small oil lamp with his thumb, and felt a tingling sensation under his fingertips, as if the small oil lamp was greeting him:
"You better be good! If you are good, I will fix you and take you away!"

Everything in front of my eyes went dark and my vision changed.

Huh? Something new?
How come I just got it and haven’t even started repairing it, but the memory of the kerosene lamp has come to me?

Is it that the copper sheet is more powerful, or is it that the small oil lamp is more powerful than the puppet and the ink fountain, so that it can project the signal earlier?

Shen Le closed his eyes, opened them, closed them again, and opened them again. Soon, he found that no matter what he did, he could not affect the vision in front of him:

Dark, dark, and still dark.

Instead, the sound of continuous waves came gently, and the nose was filled with the smell of sea, kerosene, and long-accumulated moldy and stinky smells.

Rude scolding and cursing could be heard faintly, but it was a language Shen Le could not understand, which made him unable to help but guess:

So, the small kerosene lamp is an imported product, imported from foreign countries?

If you think about it carefully, it makes sense. At that time, China's light industry capabilities seemed to be quite weak.

Besides, selling kerosene lamps and selling kerosene at the same time, or giving away kerosene lamps and then selling kerosene at a high price, is also a good marketing method...

But how long will I float on this boat?

A month? Two months?

In the 80s, how long did it take for a merchant ship to travel from Europe to China? 40 days to travel around the world, divided by two, it would take days?
Fortunately, the small kerosene lamp did not drag him into his memory for long. In a few breaths, the shaking amplitude became much larger, from shaking left and right to vertical up and down.

Soon, a crisp and bright hawking voice sounded:
"Gardenia white orchids are on sale..." Shen Le laughed heartily. Just by listening to the hawking, it seemed as if one could smell the faint fragrance. Wearing one on the lapel would not fade away for a whole day;
You can feel the gentle breeze on your skin, blowing on your face, hands, and body, bringing with it a warm, lazy moisture.

You can taste the familiar flavors at the tip of your tongue, the crispy and sizzling pan-fried buns, the braised pork with rich red sauce, the wontons that are so delicious that you won’t even let them go if you slap them...

Arrived in China!

Little oil lamp, we are in China!

The field of vision was dim and light. A slender hand, almost without callouses, was holding a new, shiny, silver oil lamp, swaying and moving forward.

Walk through the alley, enter the back door of a Shikumen house, and pass through the kitchen room which is about ten square meters in size and shared by seven or eight households.

From the side of the kitchen, climb up the steep stairs that almost require both hands and feet. Go up to the second floor, turn left, bend down, and enter the cramped pavilion.

The room is only 2 meters high and only has or square meters. Walking inside, you feel like you have to keep your head down. As soon as you step in, a hot and humid air hits you in the face:

The next level is the kitchen, where the steam from cooking rises upwards; the next level is the drying platform, where water drips when clothes are hung out to dry, but when not, the sun's heat passes through the ceiling and directly into the room.

The entire pavilion only has a small window facing north. There is no through-draft, and there is no comfortable ventilation...

Even though Shen Le was in his memory, he felt uncomfortable due to the sultry heat. However, the owner of the kerosene lamp didn't care at all. He sat down at the table and lit the kerosene lamp impatiently:
"Ah, great, there's finally a light..."

The man sighed, opened the book under the lamp, and soon immersed himself in it. When he turned the book, Shen Le seemed to see that the words on the cover were "New Youth".

That's right...

Little oil lamp, is this the inheritance you accepted?

After his vision was restored, Shen Le smiled and touched the small oil lamp, feeling very happy. There was a light crackling sound from his fingertips, as if the small oil lamp couldn't wait to greet him.

The next moment, there was a bright light in front of me, and cheers from classmates and villagers came from all directions:
"The phone is ringing! The phone is ringing!"

Ah, the power is on, I can get back to work. As for starting to repair the oil lamp, I'd better wait until tomorrow. It's impossible to start on the same day!
He worked diligently for his mentor and drew pictures for the whole night. The next morning, he went hiking with everyone else to see the ancient buildings that needed to be restored:
"Shen Le! Shen Le, walk slower! Why are you walking so fast?"

"You guys are just no good, not even as good as me, an old man." Amidst the panting sounds, it was the instructor who walked briskly. He was closest to Shen Le and even had time to mock his students:
"Practice more! In our line of work, we can't walk without physical strength! It's a good thing you followed me. If you were to go to the field for archaeological research, you would be exhausted to death with such poor physical strength!"

"Boss, please stop talking..."

There was a wailing. Shen Le couldn't help but wipe his sweat, feeling a little guilty:

If he hadn't developed the copper's special function, if he hadn't been practicing the Five Animals Exercises guided by the copper, if he hadn't been supported by that heat flow...

Maybe his physical strength is not as good as that of his 63-year-old mentor... What a sin, what a sin...

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　　The cat rolled over and bowed and meowed to express gratitude!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)