The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 73 Help, I don’t want to teach organic chemistry to Xiaoyoudeng! (Subscribe)

If Shen Le hadn't found an old object like the small oil lamp that was qualified to become a spirit, he would have suffered a huge loss this time.

Fortunately, there was a small oil lamp, so Shen Le patiently processed it:

I brush, I brush, I brush, brush, brush...

[Shen Le, what are you brushing? You're making me itchy! ]

Shen Le's eyes went dark. No way, these days, if you want to restore cultural relics, you have to explain to the cultural relics what you are doing?

Do we still need to respect the right to informed consent regarding cultural relics?

Do I need to get an informed consent form and have the person sign it, or stamp it, or even jump up and kowtow to show that I agree?
[Shen Le, speak up! ]

"Oh, I'm doing the sealing... I used tannic acid to remove rust on you before, and after that, you need to do the sealing to keep it for a long time and not rust... You don't want it to rust, right?"

[But you're making me itch! Can you try another method? For example, I've seen other things they use blueing to prevent rust? ]

Oh my god, the cultural relics have started to choose the restoration methods themselves!

Fortunately, this is in a mountain village, and we don’t have much experience with small oil lamps, so the ways to choose are limited.

In the future, when repairing old items at home, what if you learn to watch videos, look up papers, etc., and choose restoration methods? Wouldn’t that mean a lot of people would talk about it?

"I don't want to use electroplating to remove rust, I want to use sandblasting to remove rust..."

"I don't want to use sandpaper, I want to use abrasive..."

Just imagining that scene, Shen Le felt his head numb, painful, and exploding.

No, we must not teach them to watch videos in the future. Best of all, we should not allow them to use computers!
But now this little oil lamp was about to make his head explode. Shen Le sighed and patiently explained to it:
“The sealing process for archaeological restoration is different from the rust-proofing process for ordinary iron workpieces.

For ordinary iron parts, you can use a sandblaster to blast them, use an acetylene spray gun to blue them, or apply some blueing agent to them to prevent rust, but the color will either become brighter or blue, right?"

[Right! Right! ]

The wick of the small oil lamp was shining silver, moving up and down, as if nodding. Shen Le continued:

"However, when we do archaeological restoration, we need to prevent rust for a long time and ensure that the original color of the cultural relics will not be changed.

Little oil lamp, you have been through so many masters and left so many traces on yourself. You also hope that the traces they left behind will remain on you, right?"

[…Right. So?]

"So, I will seal it for you. Apply a layer of solution, then another layer of solution. From now on, you will stay like this and won't rust!"

【What did you brush? 】

"Trimethylolpropene acetone, 5% solution..."

[What is trimethylol acetone? 】

...Help, I don’t want to teach chemistry to this little oil lamp, especially not organic chemistry!

My own organic chemistry is only so-so, and for things like this kind of medicine, I basically just memorized it by rote!
Shen Le simply didn't answer. He was in a ventilated, dry, and dust-free yard, holding the parts of the small oil lamp, brushing the solution on them one by one:

"Anyway, you won't have to do heavy work in the future, unlike that little ink bucket, who has to direct everyone to work and do it himself. You just need to stand on the table... How about I treat you well?"

The small oil lamp remained silent. Shen Le did not expect it to answer. He moved his hands briskly, applying the solution evenly and finely:

"We have to brush this many times. Let's not rush. Take your time!"

Apply it once and wait for it to dry. Apply it again and wait for it to dry again. Cultural relic restoration is a delicate job and nothing can be rushed.

This is just a sealing solution. It is said that for the restoration of ancient furniture, lacquer must be applied, and it takes 24 hours to wait after each application of lacquer.

When painting, it takes one or two hundred layers of lacquer. After applying all the layers of lacquer, half a year has passed...

The next night, Shen Le came back from work in the mansion and was about to continue working. Just as he was panting and crawling to the entrance of the village, he heard a series of whistle sounds coming from the opposite side:

"Coming! Coming, coming!"

The old electrician Xiang Guoqing hurried out of the room. Shen Le happened to be near him and saw the old man's face change from surprise to shock, and from shock to confusion:
"Three... three? Son, why are there so many?"

Shen Le beside him was also stunned. He slowly turned his head and looked at Xiang Yang who was running out with him, then looked at the car at the entrance of the village:
Three four-seater pickup trucks, with white upper halves and bright yellow lower halves, and the words "Electric Power Engineering" written in large letters on them, were parked in a row at the entrance of the village.

No way, this is what you said... request professional technicians to come and check it out?
Three cars at once?

Is it necessary to make such a big scene? ! "There must be so many people coming!" Xiangyang remained calm. He wanted to go up and greet the people who came, but he stopped and pulled his father forward.

After greeting the people who had come, he pointed at the vehicles at the entrance of the village and introduced them to my father:
"The leader said he didn't understand what the fault was, so he reported it to higher authorities and communicated with other units. People from all walks of life came to study the matter together.

This is the distribution operation and maintenance team leader of Qingyun Branch, who brings a few brothers with him.

These two are experts in relay protection and electrical measuring instruments, and these few are colleagues in charge of maintenance and testing. They are very capable and have won awards in the city's skill competition. This one is..."

At this point, he turned to a young girl with ponytail hair who was putting on a helmet and paused. The girl smiled, took the initiative to reach out and held the old electrician's rough and hard right hand:

"I'm a tester in the chemistry class. I've always worked in an office, and I can't compare to you, who work in all kinds of situations!"

The two hands were clasped together. The young girl's hands were soft and white. She looked like the type who always sat in the office holding test tubes.

Xiang Guoqing almost didn't dare to use force, for fear of hurting her hand, and afraid that the calluses on his hands would hurt her fingers. Such a young girl, also came down to work?
Fortunately, Xiangyang had already turned to a young man wearing sportswear and sneakers. Without waiting for Xiangyang to speak, the young man took the initiative to introduce himself:
"Hello, Master. I'm an engineer in this factory." He pointed to the transformer on the stand and said, "Come over and help with your work. If there is any problem with the equipment, I will be responsible!"

The old electrician was still a little dazed as he was being pulled by his son.

As a rural electrician who lived in a remote mountain village where a road was just built a few years ago, he had never faced such attention.

Following his instinct, he shook hands and greeted everyone who jumped off the construction vehicle, and helped them move down various equipment.

Those who came greeted him with a smile and started working in the twilight.

The expert in charge of relay protection fastened his belt and quickly climbed up the pole. The colleagues who were doing maintenance lined up to go into the room, and the chemical tester shouted from under the pole:

"Have you brought all the pipes?"

"I've brought everything! Don't worry, I'll definitely help you get a good sample!"

Everyone was busy. There were all kinds of instruments and meters, all of which were brand new and high-end. Shen Le had never seen them before.

Of course, judging from Xiangyang's expression and movements, this guy, a new-age electrician working in a big city, probably hasn't seen it either...

The professional technicians who came to inspect put on a big show. If it weren't for the technical specifications, Shen Le doubted that they could really replace all the household wires and meters in the village.

Of course, Shen Le only looked at the scene for a few seconds. He quickly got back to his own business:
Behind the construction vehicle, another Wuling Hongguang slowly drove into the village entrance and stopped directly in front of the largest house.

The driver jumped out of the cab, ran to the back, and pulled out a large package:

"Express delivery!"

"I'm coming!"

Heads popped out from the room, the second floor window, the mountain path, and everywhere else. Shen Le's fellow apprentices also came from all directions:
"This is the medicine I ordered! - Handle it with care, don't drop it!!!"

The large package fell to the ground. The courier untied the bag, grabbed the bottom of the bag, and dumped it down with a loud noise.

Dozens of paper boxes of varying sizes rolled to the ground. The crowd rushed over and immediately turned the small flat ground in front of the rural house into the entrance of a Cainiao Express Station in the city.

Shen Le squatted on the ground and looked around for a while before he got the express delivery he ordered. He checked the order on Taobao one by one:
Special high temperature resistant glass glue, when it arrived, it also came with a glue gun;

Microfiber cleaning cloths, here we are;

Cork shims, arrived;
The rivets that connect the various parts have arrived;

Made of pure cotton, the ribbon-shaped kerosene lamp wick has arrived...

"Great job! All the tools are ready, keep working!"

Shen Le retreated decisively to his room. While the electrical technicians were checking each house and had not yet found his residence, and there was still some light in the room, he quickly started working:
Get a basin of water and clean the lampshade glass one last time, then add some cleaning liquid and wipe it carefully with a microfiber cloth.

The 100-grade ultra-fine dust-free cloth can clean high-end capacitive touch screens, optical lenses, and precision instruments in one wipe without shedding hair or damaging the product. Using it to wipe a piece of lampshade glass is a waste of resources.

In fact, Shen Le’s current working environment was not worthy of this dust-free cloth. In theory, such a fine dust-free cloth should be used in a dust-free workshop...

In short, once the cloth was used, the lampshade glass became visibly transparent. There was no lint, no water marks, no dust, nothing.

After wiping it all off, the only flaw on the entire glass cover was that long crack.

The cracks had also been thoroughly soaked and cleaned, and the dirt, ash and oil stains from burning kerosene had all been washed away. What Shen Le had to do next was to repair the lampshade:

Alas, how can I repair the cracked glass to make it perfect?
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