In the Lantian Hotel, Xiaomei and I are the only ones on the large underground floor, and the surroundings are a bit empty.

Looking at the No. 7-shaped clock placed on the wooden rack, Xiaomei said with an ugly expression: "Just do what I said just now. Master Gan will leave these days. If we can, please hide it, don't let him know."

I originally wanted to help, but I didn't expect to cause trouble. I asked Xiaomei how to hide it?

What will happen if Mr. Gan finds out?

"as a result of?"

Xiaomei took a deep breath and said, "You have only known Mr. Gan for a few days. I don't know what it looks like when he gets angry. Once he gets angry, no one dares to go up and persuade him. It may be because of the practice of boxing. A doctor used to suggest that he learn to adjust his emotions and listen to some classical music appropriately."

When I went back tonight, thinking about Xiaomei's words, I lay on the bed and tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. It was almost dawn, and I was still wandering around in my room wearing slippers.

I shuddered when I thought of some terrible consequences.

"Xiaomi, where are you?" I couldn't help it, so I called Xiaomi.

"Brother Feng, we're back to Yulin. Here is the head here. The head is asking you just now."

I didn't mention the text message last night, because it would be useless to say it, so it would be better not to say it. Remember the URL m.

"Can you come to Handan and try to help repair a bronze chime?"

"Go to Handan to repair the chime bell?"

On the phone, Xiaomi's voice sounded surprising.

I said yes, and now I told Xiaomi about the difficulties I encountered, and I don’t know if she has any solutions.

I have a basis for asking Xiaomi to come.

Do you still remember the Ashoka Tower that had holed at the bottom before?

The tower was repaired by Liao Bo, and most people will never see it after it is repaired.

Repairing cultural relics and imitating cultural relics are both a craft, and each craft is a secret that is not passed down.

A few years ago, the documentary filming of the documentary I was repairing cultural relics in the Forbidden City became popular, allowing many young laymen to understand this profession, but they didn’t know that it was just the tip of the iceberg. In addition to the Forbidden City, there are many experts hiding among the people.

After listening to my story, Xiaomi hesitated on the phone: "Brother Feng, I understand what you mean. It's hard to say if I didn't see the real thing. I have to see it with my own eyes. I have nothing to do here. I'll leave at noon and can get to you in the evening."

I said yes, come here and be careful on the way.

At around 10 o'clock that night, Xiaomi told me that she had arrived at Handan Railway Station. There was no bus No. 808 directly to the night. I took a bus from Wu'an to Handan, and it was more than an hour.

When I arrived at the West Station, I saw Xiaomi standing at the entrance of the West Station supermarket.

She was carrying a black backpack, flat-haired hairstyle, a baseball cap, a black cotton-padded jacket with her hands in her pockets, and was so cold that she stomped her feet straight.

There was one thing I didn't expect, Xiaomi didn't tell me on the phone in the morning.

Uncle Liao actually came, and Uncle Liao was standing behind Xiaomi at that time.

I walked over and shouted at them.

"Brother Liao, haven't you been recuperating all the time? Why did you come here in person?"

Xiaomi ran over and hugged my arm, and smiled and said, "Brother Feng, I asked the master to come. I have a very simple skill, but it will be different when the master comes. It's definitely okay, Brother Feng."

Uncle Liao smiled and nodded at me: "I am old and I have been injured and raised for several months. Let's go and see the things first without further ado."

He took a taxi back to the blue sky again, and Xiaomei was already waiting in the basement.

"Have you fall asleep?" I asked in a low voice.

Xiaomei said that during the day, Mr. Gan came to see the chime once, but he did not find any problem with the chime No. 7.

"That's a good thing." I breathed a sigh of relief for a while.

After trying the tone of the chime with a small mallet, Liao Bo frowned: "How could it be like this? This sound is too ugly."

"Can it be repaired?" I asked Uncle Liao.

After careful examination, Liao Bo pointed to the inner side of the chime and said, "It's not easy to deal with. I have made up similar clocks before, but that is to fill the holes. The inside of this clock has been over-sanded. At present, there is only one way, which is to thicken first, exceed the original thickness, and then continue to polish until the original sound is restored."

I couldn't help but nodded, and I said this was a good idea, so let's start.

At this time, Xiaomi looked at me and shook her head and said, "Brother Feng, there has always been a saying in our industry, called original repair. We don't have such originals on hand at the moment."

"Xiaomi, do you mean to ask for chime ingredients?"

Xiaomi looked at me and nodded.

This set of Zeng Houyi chimes is a copy, not an original version. Where can I find the same raw materials?

I suddenly thought of someone.

"Hey, Xiaomei, where is the master Xiang Guangxiang from Hubei you mentioned before?"

Xiaomei said: "Master Xiang was hospitalized for major surgery last year. He has not taken on work this year and has been recuperating his injuries. Now he lives in Second Street, Cishan Town, Wu'an. I don't know the specific door number."

I thought to myself, "There is no other way, I can only go and try my luck with Master Xiang. If Liao Bo comes, I can't repair the chime. I have already started to consider which train ticket to buy. If I offend people like Changchun Huiye, I will plan to live in the mountains for the first half of my life.

"Even if you are a savage, I'm coming out when God's death will come."

It was getting late, so I arranged for Xiaomi and Mr. Liao to go back with me. I had told the beggar Mr. Liu before this, and he scolded me.

"Mr. Liu, this is Uncle Liao, this is Uncle Liao's apprentice Xiaomi."

Mr. Liu nodded and said, "The house is big. I won't live here if I have something tonight. You can find a room to live in."

The two sides said hello and met.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, for a few moments, I saw Mr. Liu frowning slightly while looking at Bo Liao, and then he returned to normal, not knowing what he was thinking.

After Mr. Liu left, I sat on the sofa with boiling water and soaked my feet and watched TV. The TV staged the entry into science from CCTV. I watched with my feet soaked and I was soaking my feet and focused.

What the TV said was that someone picked up a large piece of jelly-like thing. The old man in the village said it was meat Tai Sui. Drinking it with the water soaked in meat Tai Sui can prolong life.

Someone paid 500,000 yuan to buy it. The man who picked up the meat Tai Sui wanted to sell it but was greedy. He was afraid that he would lose money, so he found the program team and asked to make an appraisal. As a result, it was found that it was a human silicone model. When the lighter burned, black smoke came out, and 500,000 yuan became worthless.

I sat on the sofa and laughed loudly. This man is so stupid. I'd have sold it long ago.

Before I had dinner, I heard me laughing in the living room. Xiaomi came out with a pot of dumplings in her apron.

Like the one I ate last time, the dumplings were still very large and stuffed with leeks.

"How about Brother Feng? I saw that there were leeks and eggs in the freezer, so I made dumplings. They tasted ok, right?"

“Yes, it tastes good.”

There are three in a basin, and I was very full after eating two of them.

"Eat, Brother Feng, why don't you eat it?"

I lit a cigarette, leaned against the sofa, patted my belly and smiled, "I'm so full, I'll eat it tomorrow morning."

Xiaomi is very rare, and she actually said in a coquettish tone: "Oh! There is another one, Brother Feng, can you finish eating? Otherwise I will get angry."

I didn't want to move, but I begged for mercy and said I couldn't eat it, so I was so full.

"Then I'll feed you."

Xiaomi smiled and took off the cigarette in my mouth. She picked up the big dumplings and handed them to my mouth in her hand.

"Ah, open your mouth."

I opened my mouth and took a bite.

After taking a few bites, Xiaomi took another cigarette and asked me to take a sip.

I leaned against the sofa and didn't have to move.
Chapter completed!