The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 72 Shen Le: I lost a lot of money coming here to work this time! (Subscribe)
The lights in my memory slowly dim.

Shen Le stroked the handle of the small oil lamp to the burner at the bottom, over and over again, back and forth.

The metal casing was icy cool, without any vibration or crackling or static electricity.

It seemed that the memory transmission just now had exhausted the little oil lamp to the point that it became paralyzed and could no longer jump, so it had to lie quietly?

Thank God, the little oil lamp finally quieted down. Shen Le took this opportunity to caress and comfort it while reasoning with it:

“You see, now the electricity is available, and the power supply is becoming more and more stable. It is no longer like before, when the power supply was only available for one or two hours a day and there would be power outages at critical moments.

Even if there is an occasional power outage, the electrician can fix it quickly without you having to come out to support him.

Come with me, okay? I have a big house, lots of electrical appliances, lots of circuits, you can have fun with them!"

The handle of the small oil lamp, which was hanging down on one side, suddenly jumped up and jingled twice. Shen Le pressed down the handle, patted it, and then touched the glass lampshade:
"During this time, just sleep well until I wake you up, okay?

You see, your earliest owner had a great desire to have electricity everywhere so that everyone could enjoy bright electric lights;

Your later masters carried so many power facilities on their shoulders and backs to the mountains just to provide electricity to the village. You followed them throughout the process and saw how hard they worked.
If you make a fuss, the electrician will have to come for several days to check, and you will be scolded, and there will be no results..."

The small oil lamp drooped dejectedly. Under the spiritual eyes, the little silver light on the oil lamp shrank and shrank, gathered on the wick, and then slowly sank along the wick...

It was like a little spark of light that sank into the base of the kerosene burner and never came out again. It was also like a little child that curled up in the base, hugged his knees, and buried his head in his knees:
【I don’t want to.】

I don’t want them to feel bad.

[But, they have been ignoring me, always ignoring me...]

Shen Le felt a little distressed when he saw this. He stroked the outer shell of the small oil lamp and promised softly:
"If you behave, I will continue to repair you and make you beautiful. We will paint you whatever color you want, okay?"

A thin electric current wrapped around Shen Le's fingertips, making a crackling sound. In the dark, Shen Le felt as if he heard the small oil lamp complaining:
[It’s not that I don’t want to leave…]

[The electricity here is really unstable. Sometimes I am fine, but they will suddenly lose power...]

[Last year, the power went out several times...]

[But, they no longer need me...]

When there is a power outage, they use flashlights and candles. Even without electric lights, children can still run around outside in the moonlight.

Without electricity, the worst that can happen to the elderly is that they just lie down and fall asleep.

Even when there was a power outage, they rarely used kerosene lamps, and even if they did, they would not use the small oil lamp he had repaired.

The kerosene lamps that were used were all small round glass jars without lampshades. A cotton wick was inserted inside. The flame was small and the light was unstable, but it saved oil.

Like the small kerosene lamp restored by Shen Le, the wick is a flat cloth strip, the flame is large and bright, and the light is stable under the lampshade, but it consumes a lot of oil and the lampshade needs to be cleaned frequently.

It is not cost-effective to use at home, and it is not as convenient as a flashlight when going out. Therefore, among all the kerosene lamps, it is also the first one to be put aside...

Shen Le touched the small oil lamp distressedly. He stood up as if nothing had happened, pretending to be bored, and went to chat with the old electrician Xiang Guoqing:

"Uncle, are there still frequent power outages here?"

"It's impossible for the power to stop frequently." The old electrician spoke in Mandarin with a strong local accent and laughed proudly:

"It's not like before when electricity was first connected, when you only had electricity for a few hours a day, at 6 or 7 in the evening, when you just start watching TV, the power goes out.

Now it is 24 hours a day, from morning till night——"

"So... just stop occasionally?"

Shen Le followed up his question and asked. The old electrician sighed softly:

"Of course not. It's not like your big cities. Here, we have power cuts, and then we have power cuts. During the hottest time last year, we could only drive for a few hours a day..."

Uh……

Last year it seemed like it was true...

It seems that there is a drought, and it has not rained for a long time, so there is a huge gap in hydroelectric power generation. There is no other way but to adjust the power supply everywhere, and many places have been cutting off the power supply.

Although he was in the capital when the power cuts were at their worst, he didn't feel anything at all. No matter where the power went out, it wouldn't go out in the capital. He only saw the power cuts occasionally in the news...

Shen Le thought with a guilty conscience. The old electrician was still talking:

"And then there are typhoons. When a typhoon comes, everyone is on high alert. Make sure the electric poles are not knocked down, and make sure the electric wires are not broken. If they are, it's all over!"

In the corner, on the lampshade of the small oil lamp, a silvery-white light began to flicker again. It suddenly shot up to a height of more than a foot, then suddenly retreated and circled around the small oil lamp.

Looking at that, it seems like he is celebrating:

[See, I was right! ]

【They can't leave me! 】

Shen Le really couldn't find a way to argue with Xiao Youdeng for a while. Fortunately, at this time, the old electrician had already turned his attention to his son:
"Yangyang, have you found the problem?"

"No. Everything is fine everywhere." Xiangyang frowned tightly, and the word "confused" was capitalized, bolded, and stuck on his forehead:
"I checked every household, including circuits, lights, televisions, refrigerators, washing machines, electric stoves, etc.

No one has privately pulled wires, and no one has connected several electric furnaces at once. There are no signs of burnout on the circuits of various devices..." He was full of confusion. The old electrician smoked a cigarette, looked at his son, shook his head, and smiled a little from his deep wrinkles:
"I told you there's no problem. I've been here for years and I know everything about this place. I can't find any problems, so how could you possibly find out?"

"There must be something wrong!" Xiangyang refused to give up. He paced back and forth for several circles, then suddenly stopped:
"I can't find it out. It may be because I am not good enough or because I have too few technical means to use. If I can't find it out, I will report it and let professionals check it out!"

Shen Le pursed his lips, stepped back quietly, and controlled himself not to make a sound. Professionals? Professional technicians in the field of electricity?

Not to mention the technicians, even the electrical experts might not be able to do it! The little oil lamp is throwing a tantrum, can they really find out what’s going on?

Unless we invite a few experts in supernatural powers, such as someone from the Special Affairs Department?

"Professionals?" Xiang Guoqing was also shocked. The old electrician looked his son up and down, shaking his hands:

"Forget it! In a rural area like ours, how many experts would be willing to come? Even if someone really comes, how much favors and how much will it cost you, son?"

"No need!" Xiangyang smiled. He took a step forward, held his father's arm, and pointed outside the mountain:

"Dad, believe me, as long as we report it, someone will definitely come! I've encountered this several times! You don't need any favors, as long as we report it, someone will definitely come!"

Shen Le turned his head away, trying hard to hold back his laughter.

Let them check it out. After searching all over for a long time, the final conclusion will be “there is no problem at all”. That will be fun.

However, what if there are a few practitioners lurking among the power workers who don't want to reveal their identities...

Xiangyang persuaded his father several times and went to make a phone call. Shen Le stood behind him, listening to him talking in all kinds of terms, totally lost. When he put down the phone, he couldn't help but poke him:
"Hey, you can just say it like this, okay? Do you want to say--"

He stretched out his fingers and pointed them at the small building behind him. Then, with his heels as the axis, he rotated his body and drew a huge circle:

"My mentor, a professor from University B, is working on a project here with his team, but there have been power outages for several consecutive times? The project can't be implemented at all?

If you say that, they will definitely take it seriously and send people here quickly!"

The old electrician nodded as he listened. He nodded twice, glared at his son, nodded twice again, glared at his son again. When Shen Le finished speaking, he quickly continued:
"You're right! - Yangyang, you should learn from them! They are students from prestigious universities, so they are capable. You are dull and stupid, which will not please your leaders and you won't be able to do your job well..."

The father was still nagging, but Xiangyang had already started laughing and shaking his hands. After laughing for a while, he said to Shen Le in a serious tone:
"It's not like that now. Now in the power system, everyone takes faults very seriously. As long as you report it, someone will definitely be called.

It's not that I don't want to use your method, I just want to show Dad that we can find the person by reporting normally, without having to use connections or rely on any special events!"

Shen Le's chest suddenly felt tight. He looked straight at Xiang Yang and nodded vigorously:
"All right!—then I'll wait and see!"

It would still take time for the electrician to call for someone to come down. During this time, Shen Le continued to follow his instructor, running up and down, surveying the ancient buildings:
Taking photos and visually assessing the extent of damage is only the first step. Next, the important pillars and beams, what kind of wood are they made of?
How bad is the wood corrosion? How deep is it, where is it rotten, and how much impact does it have on the load-bearing structure?
What method is expected to be better for repairing it, should we apply glue directly, drive in wooden wedges, or fill with wood powder and then inject reinforcing agent?
Or maybe the column is no longer useful and needs to be replaced by a joist, with the corroded portion underneath removed and replaced with a new wooden component?
The column is crooked and needs to be straightened. How to do it? During the straightening process, how to deal with other parts connected to the column?

How many tiles are damaged? How many need to be replaced? What about the waterproof layer under the tiles?
There are also rafters, brackets, corbels, and brackets that need to be repaired, patched, and painted...

The paintings on the beams have become blurred and dim after years of erosion. We need to speculate what the original paintings were and what pigments were used in order to repair them in a targeted manner...

To do this job, you have to take photos, and then draw, trace, and guess a little bit based on the photos.

Even when Shen Le turned his head, he saw a fellow apprentice climbing up the ladder, carefully taking samples from the beams, and preparing to send them for testing of the pigment composition...

Fortunately, we don’t have to climb the roof now. Outside the main hall, the senior brother launched the drone and slowly flew along the roof, taking pictures of the roof one by one:

"Walk around a few more times! Take a closer look at the spine beast! It would be best if we could take a sample to see what material the spine beast is made of so we can repair it in a targeted manner!"

The workload was quite saturated. Even the senior sister who was taking care of her baby in the imperial capital could not rest: all the scan results, subsequent stress calculations, data search, and laboratory docking were all done by her...

Shen Le also had an extra job. In addition to inspecting the mansion, he also had to take time out to inspect the houses next to the mansion.

His senior brother promised him that no one wanted these houses anyway, so he could take the old wood and tiles inside with him as long as he liked them!
However, after several days of investigation, Shen Le felt that he had been tricked by his senior brother:

There is a big difference between residential buildings and mansions! If the health of the main building of a mansion is 1000 points, and no one lives there for a year, 20 points will be deducted;
Then, the health of a residential building is at most 100 points. If no one lives there for a year, 10 points will be deducted.

After the same seven or eight years, the main buildings of the mansions still have 80% of their health left, while the residential buildings have only 20% left and are about to become dangerous buildings!

Moreover, for the same roof beams, the big houses use fir wood, while the residential houses use who knows what other wood.

The furniture in the room could still be used in the mansion, but in the houses, not to mention the tables, chairs, beds, and cabinets, even a few wooden strips had to be dragged back to burn in the fire.

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