The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 75 My copper piece has evolved into the Ruyi Jingu Bang?! (Subscribe)
"How is it? I made you look beautiful, didn't I?"

When the two-day package expired, Shen Le opened the plastic wrap, rinsed and washed, and cleaned the surface of the brass burner and the dough inside the burner thoroughly.

After this wash, the burner is completely transformed into a new look:
When I was wrapping the dough, it was still covered with rust and couldn't be turned. After washing the dough, it turned into a shiny and bright one!
【snort……】

The wick of the small oil lamp barely lit up, indicating its presence. Shen Le laughed and flicked its shell:
"How is it? Do you like it?"

【Humph! 】

Shen Le was still smiling. Ever since it was stuffed with dough and wrapped tightly, the little oil lamp was not very happy. It didn't light up, didn't make any sound, and pretended to be dead the whole time.

Now, you are finally willing to speak?

It looks like it has been well maintained and there is no trace of rust on its body. It must be very happy!
What a proud little guy...

After cleaning the burner, Shen Le picked up the brass vessel in his hand and carefully checked it. Well, there was only a little copper rust left, and the internal gears turned sensitively without any stagnation.

The only extra trouble was that a thin crack appeared on the burner, which was supposed to be hidden under the rust.

Okay, keep polishing!

Shen Le picked up the electric grinder, wrapped it with sandpaper, and worked hard to grind the surface of the burner. Rust flew out piece by piece, and in Shen Le's heart, the exclamations and laughter of the small oil lamp kept coming:
[It's so itchy! Hehehe, it's so itchy! Shen Le, what are you doing! Stop tickling me! ]

fall!
This job is impossible!

Shen Le really smashed the tools. Not only that, he also warned the little oil lamp:

"Do you want to remove the rust? If you want to be clean and beautiful, then don't say anything! Otherwise, just bear with the rust. Anyway, it's you who is ugly, not me!"

[Wu… bad guy… I really am itchy! The itch is on me, not on you…]

The small oil lamp complained with a crackling sound. After complaining for a few words, the silver-white light ball floated out and disappeared. Perhaps it could no longer feel the itch when it left its container?
Only Shen Le was left, working diligently and honestly, grinding off the rust and welding the cracks. After welding the cracks, he then smoothed the welds.

After smoothing it out, he then continued to grind and polish it. Even though most of the work was done with power tools, these tasks still took Shen Le two or three days.

When the burner turned into a shiny one, Shen Le felt that his face and hands had turned from shiny to pitch black...

[Is it finally done? Can I put it up now? ]

The light ball of the small oil lamp floated back at some point, sticking to Shen Le's side, circling around and asking. Shen Le raised his hand and patted it:
"Don't worry! There's only one step left!"

【Then hurry up! Hurry up! 】

The ball of light buzzed impatiently, flying around Shen Le like a wasp, jumping in an irregular Brownian motion in an eight-shaped, S-shaped, and irregular manner.

Shen Le was so annoyed that he stretched out his hand to grab it several times, but failed to catch it. He had no choice but to pretend that he didn't see it and lowered his head to do his own thing:

Pick up a piece of cork gasket and draw a circle on it according to the radius measured in advance. Then change to the compass knife, turn it once, turn it twice, and the right cork gasket is processed!
This cork gasket fits perfectly into the lid of the oil can. Cut a piece of cotton wick, insert it into the burner, twist it gently, and you will see the wick slowly rise.

Then the lampshade, frame, and handle were assembled one by one like building blocks. Finally, a dark, clean, and beautiful kerosene lamp stood steadily on the table.

Shen Le asked the landlord for a funnel and poured 100 milliliters of kerosene into it. He pressed the lighter and lit the wick.

[I’m bright! I’m bright! Shen Le, I’ve become so bright! ]

The little oil lamp shouted joyfully:
[I haven’t been this bright for a long time! It’s been a long, long, long time since I’ve been this bright…]

As she called out, her voice became softer and softer, and gradually began to sound like she was crying. Points of silvery white light flew around, as if she was crying for joy, or as if she was letting out years of grievance and sadness.

Shen Le sighed softly.

Alas, this little oil lamp, how many years has it been since it was lit by anyone?
Five years?

ten years?

even more?

poor child……

A child who has no way to communicate with others and can only attract others' attention by occasionally throwing tantrums or having power outages...

Even so, it was always covered in dust. The owner would rather light other kerosene lamps or candles, and just left it in a corner...

"Well, now you have fixed it, you can light it up very brightly." Shen Le gently stroked the outer shell of the small kerosene lamp. He put down the glass cover and picked up the handle:
"Really, it's really bright..."

In the eyes of ordinary people, this kerosene lamp is only slightly brighter than usual. If an ordinary kerosene lamp has the brightness of a five-watt incandescent lamp, this kerosene lamp is at most ten watts;
However, after opening his spiritual eyes, the light from the kerosene lamp illuminated the entire room. From the ceiling to the floor, every corner was clearly visible, and even the yard outside the room was clearly illuminated.

Compared to when the small kerosene lamp just came into Shen Le's hand, the silver-white aura only had a layer of intensity on its body. This time, it rose more than ten times.

Why can it rise tenfold? What did I do to make it so much stronger than before?

Shen Le used his spiritual eyes to observe carefully. After a long time, he finally got some clues:
When the small oil lamp was first in my hand, the silvery-white aura was a little bit on it, but not a bit. Although it could flow, it was intermittent in many places;
After being repaired by myself, the silvery-white aura penetrated from the outside to the inside, and every part and every detail was evenly permeated and flowed without any obstruction.

It was like a humanoid Gundam. The power lines and optical fibers inside were mostly broken, with only two remaining, and smoke was coming out from all directions.

For a Gundam like this, it would be a blessing if it could move a few steps. It would be a dream to see how much combat power it could exert. After the repair, all the connections were made, and information and energy could flow normally. Wouldn't the power it exerted increase significantly?
"And I think... the enlightenment of the copper piece is also very helpful..."

Shen Le pulled out the copper sheet and looked down. After taking a glance, he couldn't help but sigh:
"Why are you getting bigger and bigger..."

The copper piece was half the size of a palm. After the ink fountain was repaired, it became the size of a palm. After the small oil lamp was repaired, it grew a lot bigger and its length extended to a full finger joint.

The shape has also changed a bit. This time the extension is not evenly pushed forward, from a square to a rectangle; instead, the two sides are extended, and the center remains unchanged.

When extended to the end, it turns out to be a rough "∩" shape!

"What on earth is this thing? It looks like a fragment...but what kind of bronze artifact is it? What part is it from?"

Shen Le took it in his hand, looked left and right, and felt that it looked familiar, but he couldn't figure out what it was:
"…I am engaged in the restoration of ancient buildings! I am not engaged in the restoration of bronze artifacts!

I really can’t recognize what the original shape of this copper piece was!”

Besides, even if someone is repairing bronze artifacts, they can only dig out seven, eight, ten or even dozens of bronze fragments from the soil at one time.

Some are crooked, some are broken, some are deformed, and some are so rotten that the only thing you can recognize is that they are bronze.

Then, the restoration teacher would select and piece together these crooked things bit by bit, and then figure out what it is. If you take out a single piece, it would be hard for people to recognize it…

Shen Le sighed, shook his head, and gave up the idea of digging into the matter. This copper sheet, when repairing an old object, it grows a part; when repairing another old object, it grows another part.

As long as you persist and keep repairing it, maybe it will heal itself.
more importantly……

The copper sheet felt heavy in my hand, and my palm was sinking a little. There was one more stroke on the raised strokes on the copper sheet, although I couldn't tell what word it was.

"If you keep going on like this, you want me to use you as a breastplate? As a chest plate? Then I won't be able to wear you close to my body! - Let's make a deal, can you make it smaller?"

The copper piece in his hand squirmed for a while. Then, in front of Shen Le's surprised and anxious eyes, it actually shrank back little by little...

The length of the copper piece shrunk from the knuckles to the palm, even the lifeline was exposed;

The width of the copper sheet also shrank inwards, and nearly a finger's width was exposed from the left and right edges of the palm.

As for the weight, Shen Le hadn't weighed it just now, so there was no data for comparison, but, it should be a lot lighter?
Otherwise, if the volume changes but the weight remains the same, the pressure on the palm of your hand must double!

It really shrinks!

No, that’s not the key point. The key point is that it can really understand what I say and can really communicate with me!
No, that's not the point either. The point is...

Shen Le felt his mind was in a mess. He subconsciously pressed the copper sheet, poked it, pinched it and shook it:
"Hey, can you get bigger?"

The next moment, the copper piece slowly and firmly extended between his index and middle fingers, and soon touched his palm.

Very good, it can really grow or shrink. As for the limit of the change, Shen Le plans to test it in his old house after returning:
What if it changes significantly?
“Big big big big”, so big that it can hold up the sky? “Small small small small”, so small that it can fit into the ear?

At that time, there was no doctor on the scene to help him clean his ears!

Shen Le stuffed the copper piece back with satisfaction. He stood up with the oil lamp in hand and walked downstairs step by step:
"Huh? What's going on?"

There was a lot of noise. Old and young, more than half of the people came out, forming a semicircle and crowding at the entrance of the village. The old electrician Xiang Guoqing and the young electrician Xiang Yang stood shoulder to shoulder in the most conspicuous position, constantly maintaining order:

"move back!"

"Stand back!"

"Don't interfere with other people's work!"

What's the matter?

Shen Le quickly squeezed in to take a look.

Under the electric pole, four bright yellow construction vehicles were lined up in a row, a larger presence than the last time the technicians came.

Two pickup trucks carrying people and goods and a bucket truck were carrying people and goods to a high place next to a telephone pole. In the dim night, it was impossible to see what was going on.

Another one had "Mobile Box Transformer" written on it, with a bunch of cables connected to it, and workers were busy around it...

"Hey, what's this for?"

　In response to everyone's suggestions, the cat modified the previous plot about the small oil lamp and became less of a naughty child...

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