Xu Wen even mastered the fir wood, and it was not difficult to repair a cedar barrel.

He had been working since the morning, and by the time the sun was about to set in the afternoon, a brand new barrel was already on the table. The holes in the bottom have been patched, the stains on the walls of the barrels have been cleaned, and in some places the wooden strips have been filled.

To be precise, the barrel is not brand new either, and still retains some of its old appearance.

This is also what Lian Tianqing taught him.

"To repair old things, you have to repair old taste. It's obviously an old thing, but if it's the same as a new one, it won't be interesting. ”

Lian Tianqing said it to him by looking at a makeup box in his hand. The box was inlaid with raden and gold and silver threads, which may have been ornate before, but now they are in tatters, and the surface of the raden has fallen to less than a tenth of it.

But Lian Tianqing's eyes were very soft when he looked at it, almost comparable to when he looked at Lian Linlin.

He always looked at the things he was about to repair, and after a long time, Xu Wen was unconsciously infected, and felt that this was a matter of course.

Xu Wen had a nostalgic smile on his face, and finally checked the bucket and carried it out of the cave.

He went around the rockery, came to the well, tied a rope to the handle of the bucket, and lowered it down the wall of the well.

After a while, there was a gurgling sound in the well, and the other end of the rope was noticeably sinking. After a while, Xu Wen took out the bucket, most of the bucket water was stable, the water surface swayed slightly near the mouth of the barrel, and the condensed water on the barrel wall fell downward, but all of it was brought out of the well, and not a drop leaked out of it.

What he's learned over the course of the year has been perfectly embodied – this bucket has been perfected!

Xu Wen let out a long breath and smiled, but the smile quickly faded.

He had just been informed that his first task had been completed.

The doors of the old mansion have been reopened to him, and he has three days to be free!

"Qiuqiu!" Xu Wen called out Qiuqiu's name, and the little black cat was squatting on the edge of the well to play with a dog's tail grass next to it, and looked up at him when he heard the barking.

It was already evening, and the fiery red clouds were fading in the sky, and darkness was rapidly falling.

"Come on. ”

Xu asked for a summons, and the ball jumped down his arm and onto his shoulder.

Xu Wen turned around and walked out without hesitation.

Through the back garden, through the Four Seasons Hall, through the foyer, all the way silently.

Jing Cheng didn't appear, and there was no sense of his presence around him - this person's sense of existence was so strong that he could sense it almost as soon as he appeared. He seemed to have acquiesced to Xu Wen to complete the task, and he could officially go out.

Xu Wen came to the red door, which was closed and still very conspicuous in the dark.

Xu Wen's heart hung in the air, he walked up to the red door and reached out to push it.

The red door opened, and the road, the arched bridge, and the weeping willows beside the bridge appeared outside the door, appearing before his eyes.

Xu Wen took a deep breath and stepped out.

It's out.

Xu Wen was a little stunned, and couldn't help but glance back.

The red door was hidden, and from the outside, it was just like when Xu Wen saw it for the first time, the paint was falling off badly, the red was far less distinct, and it was as dull as rust.

Coming out of it, there was no obstacle at all, and Jing Cheng did not appear.

There was a black hole in the crack of the hidden door, and a picture flashed in Xu Wen's mind, which was the scene of the four o'clock in the four o'clock hall.

"Meow. The ball was clinging to his head and trying to climb above him.

Xu Wen came back to his senses and held it down: "Come less, you will be on your nose and face!"

He took another deep look at the door and turned to walk out.

The house was indeed much more beautiful than he expected, but he didn't like Jing Cheng, and he didn't like being forced to do anything.

Such a haunted house, it's better to leave early!

The figures of Lian Tianqing, Lian Linlin, Xu San and others passed through his heart in turn, and Xu Wen's footsteps slowed slightly, and then accelerated again.

No one stopped him, and Xu Wen breathed a sigh of relief.

He crossed the stone arch bridge, detoured one street, and came to another, more prosperous street next to Quhe Road.

Quhe Road is very beautiful, according to the river water, weeping willows, oleander stands lushly on the side of the road. The street is brightly lit, and the smoke is steaming from the barbecue stalls on the side of the road.

This is a night market pedestrian street, all kinds of stalls will be set up in the dark, the most conspicuous is the barbecue stall, the barbecue is sizzling, cumin and meat fragrance waft everywhere.

Xu Wen was already hungry, and when he smelled this, his stomach was about to rebel. The ball snorted and gnawed at his hair on his shoulder, and gnawed on the brush.

"I see, I know. Xu Wen was bitten by it and smiled bitterly, found a stall casually, picked a basket of various skewers, mainly meat, and handed it to the boss.

"Less spicy. He admonished, and the boss answered loudly, took it and began to roast.

He saw the ball on Xu Wen's shoulder and praised it: "You cat is very well-behaved." Is it hungry?"

"yes, I haven't eaten in over a day, and I'm so hungry that I gnaw on my hair. The ball was still gnawing, and Xu Wen reluctantly held it on his arm.

"Hahahaha! like a child. The boss laughed, turned over a piece of meat from the side, put it on a small paper plate and handed it to Xu Wen, "Said that cats don't eat seasonings welling, I haven't mixed this piece yet, you feed it." ”

"Hey!" Xu Wen thanked very much, found a stool next to him and sat down, and put the plate at his feet.

Qiuqiu was indeed hungry, and he pulled the piece of meat and bit it hard, and after a while, he ate it cleanly.

The boss looked amused and handed over another piece.

The hot oil sizzled on the iron plate, and not far away there was a lot of people, and a customer came, as if he was a regular customer, and the boss talked to him familiarly, and the laughter came faintly.

Xu Wen sat on the stool, stretched his legs, and looked around.

This kind of disposable barbecue stall is all plastic tables and stools, which are not easy to repair if they are broken, but they are cheap and lightweight.

The barbecue stall is set up every night and closed in the early morning, and this kind of table and stool is much easier to use than wood.

Technology changes life......

Of course, even now, many noodle restaurants still use wooden tables and chairs, and wood products are still widely used in modern times. But now there are more tools, and it's much easier to make them in bulk.

Speaking of which, the times are developing, and there are some new tools that have emerged in modern times, can they be used in the world of classes, and can those who need electricity be replaced by other energy sources?

In the year of the class world, Xu Wen studied all the time, and it can be said that his whole life was infiltrated by carpentry.

Back to the present, he still habitually thinks about it, and after a while, he pats his head and finds something helplessly.

He's already left that mansion, and he's definitely not going back to the Banmen world, what's the use of thinking about it now?

The boss's movements were very quick, and he quickly baked the things and sent them up.

The aroma of charcoal fire mixed with the aroma of meat, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, overflowing the juice as soon as you bite into it, the heat and taste are just right.

"The boss is so skilled!"

Xu Wen praised it, and the boss smiled and squinted, "I like to come often!"

Xu Wen responded with a smile, but he was thinking in his heart that he left today and probably won't come again.

Jing Cheng, an old mansion of the Qing Dynasty, really left him a lot of psychological shadows.

Is it really just a psychological shadow, though?

Xu Wen was eating, and he was a little distracted.

Lian Tianqing is very knowledgeable, not only in the restoration of cultural relics and the production of professional skills, but also in the history and art.

All old objects, that is, cultural relics, are rooted in history and are originally one. For these historical allusions and artistic knowledge, even Tianqing is easy to tell about it, and he is not familiar with it.

Xu Wen couldn't imagine that an ancient person could know so much, how much work it took and how much time it took.

You can't do that with extraordinary love......

Speaking of which, he is a modern person, living in the information society, and has much richer resources than Lian Tianqing, so he can really find a library to study for a while when he goes back, and it would be nice if he could find a university to retake the history department......

Xu Wen thought in his heart, and after the person in front of him finished eating, he got up to settle the bill.

Xu Wen suddenly realized something and froze instantly.

Where's my wallet!

Xu Wen came to Wanyuan City from the imperial capital with only a bag, and his wallet was put in the bag, and the bag was not brought out at all in the mansion.

Now he only has one mobile phone in his body, fortunately, there is no signal in the house, and his mobile phone has not left his body, but after such a long time, it should be out of power, right?

He glanced at the payment code hanging on the stall and pulled out his phone with luck.

Hey, there's electricity, and there's a lot of electricity.

This is not normal, he has been in that house for more than a day, and even if there is electricity, the power must be low. What's going on with this 85% battery?

Haunted houses don't cost electricity?

Xu Wen was pondering when his phone suddenly began to vibrate, and a call came in.