C15 Helper

The production of small bones was more laborious, and Su Xinyue could only use a day's time to polish a small piece of bone. In order to make a semicircle head that was the same as a large bone, she also had to ensure that there was no deviation between the width and thickness.

She was very careful with every slash, not daring to make any mistakes. Over the past few days, her knife skills did not improve much, but the wounds on her hands were added a few more places. A pair of old and new scars that were originally white and tender intertwined together, she could not bear to look at them. She just wanted to quickly make this folding fan so that she could give Uncle Liu an explanation.

The grinding of small bones required a file knife, a knife, and a knife. Su Xinyue did not know how to use these knives. She would try all kinds of knives one by one. If she felt that they were useful, she would use them based on her feelings. In the past few days, the bamboo bones that had been polished looked relatively flat and thin. She thought that it should be the right one.

She was enjoying every single day of fighting alone. Without this experience, it would be very difficult for her to experience that kind of craftsmanship. A folding fan was condensed from the painstaking efforts of all the craftsmen. Who said that a folding fan was heartless? In reality, it was the one with the most feelings. As long as you put your heart into it, you could hear its thoughts.

For the next few days, she sat from morning to late at night, focusing on polishing these fan bones. Even lunch was quickly dealt with.

On the ninth day of creating the fan bones, she had already finished the shape of the big and small bones. Next, she had to truly polish them. She flipped through the information and found that she needed to use sandpaper to carefully polish them. She needed to use sandpaper of different numbers to continuously polish it. The number of sandpaper was getting thinner and thinner each time.

In the information, Su Xinyue saw that the traditional method was to use sandalwood and water mill, but she could not understand what it meant at all. Fortunately, she could use sandpaper to polish it so that she could carry on.

She searched everywhere in the side room, but she didn't find sandpaper. She searched again. She still couldn't find any sandpaper. Only then did she confirm that there wasn't any sandpaper here. She sat heavily on the wooden bench. Only then did she feel the soreness and pain all over her body. She twisted her neck and felt a trace of anxiety in her heart. It seemed like she had to go to the hardware store to buy sandpaper.

She didn't even have time to drink water in the morning. Only now did she feel a little thirsty. She poured herself a cup of water and drank it in big gulps. Only then did she remember that it had been many days since she had sent a message.

Now it seemed that she couldn't rely on everything alone. Based on her current situation, she thought of the public welfare event in university, so she could only post a public welfare post on the Internet. She needed someone as a volunteer to help her. She didn't know if anyone would be willing to help her, so she could only give it a try.

Thinking of this, she turned on the computer. She posted a public service post on the city forum, stating that she was willing to help her. She briefly explained her situation. She fought alone in the old residence for the inheritance of the fan industry. She needed someone to help her manage her public account and Weibo. After all, this was the era of the Internet, and there was no such medium. It was even more impossible to rely on advertising.

On this point, she had always insisted on her own way of thinking. She believed that this was the only method that was cost-free and effective. She currently did not need to use some platforms with large traffic. She just needed to do it in the early stages.

Su Xinyue did not turn off the computer. She opened the website of the public service post. First, she made a call to her father. "Dad, we need sandpaper now. But we don't have any here. We need to go to the market to buy some. " When Su Yongan heard this, How much sandpaper do you need? I'm not in Nanjing right now. You can only make a trip there yourself" When Su Xinyue heard this, She hurriedly said, "There are quite a lot of types of things that I need. I'll go and buy some myself. " Su Yongan reminded her on the other end of the phone, "You have to take care of yourself and rest. Don't be too tired. "

She hung up the phone and checked that the large hardware store had to go to the Golden Bridge Jade Bridge. She thought for a while. She needed more types, so it was better to go to the big market. She walked out of the alley and took the subway to the Golden Bridge Market.

She found the largest hardware store and went in to ask, "Do I have 16-eye to 2500 target sandpaper?" "Yes, I do. Yes, you came to the right place. We have more goods here. " The shop assistant was a warm middle-aged woman. She skillfully took out the sandpaper from the shelves one by one and used a red plastic bag to store the sandpaper inside.

"A total of 45 yuan. The quality of these sandpaper is different from ordinary ones. You'll know after you use it. " The clerk smiled and handed the sandpaper to Su Xinyue. Su Xinyue paid the money and left in a hurry, rushing back to the old residence.

When she returned to the old residence, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. She first looked at the public welfare post on the computer. There were many people who followed the post, but not a single applicant. Everyone was suspicious of her. They suspected that she was playing a prank to draw people's attention. Most people had the same mentality. There were also people who didn't believe that there would be such a person in this era. They also wanted to verify it with their own eyes.

Su Xinyue only smiled when she saw these comments. The result was within her expectations. She didn't waste her time on this. She already wanted to try it. It was best if someone helped her. If no one helped her, she would also rely on herself to overcome the difficulties in front of her.

She took out the sandpaper and looked at it. Then, she compared it with the information in the document. First, she began to polish it from the big eye. She grinded it from the big eye to the small eye ten times, then changed it from the big eye to the small eye. The process took a lot of time. She spent five to six hours on the fan bone. It was finally polished. She picked up the large piece of bone and looked at it diagonally. There were no longer any traces of it. The surface was also very smooth. She roughly knew that it should be about time. It was time to grind a large piece of bone.

It was getting dark, and Su Xinyue didn't notice. For so many days, in her eyes, she no longer had the concept of day and night. She only knew that she had to hurry and seize the opportunity. Only when she was extremely tired would she go to sleep.

The knocking on the door suddenly sounded in the quiet night. The sound wasn't loud, but it reached Su Xinyue's ears. She shivered in her heart. Who would choose this time to knock on the door? With the previous few incidents, she was very sensitive now.

The knocking on the door continued, so she could only walk to the door. She asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" A male voice answered, "I'm here to apply. "

Su Xinyue was instantly stunned. It couldn't be that he wanted to extort her again, right? She didn't open the door immediately. The man in front of the door said, "You'll know when you open the door. I brought the luggage here. I'm definitely here to help. "

Hearing that, the man in front of the door said, I heard that. It's incredible in Su Xinyue's ears. It's late at night. What if. . . She did not dare to think carefully.

That man urged: "Hurry up and open the door for me. I came all the way here, it's so cold " The man's voice was pleasant to the ear, but it wasn't that disgusting.

Su Xinyue hesitated for a moment, but still opened the door. Through the dim light of the door lamp, she saw that it was a tall and well-defined young man. He was about the same age as her and could be considered to be of the same age.

Who could he be? Was he really here to help her?