MTL - Monster Factory-Chapter 1443 : The Punk Life of Uncle Huang

Old home.

Huang Chen's grandfather stood aside, giving orders to the elf maid.

The elf maid is called Xiaochen, and the elf maid calls him uncle.

Huang Chen's grandfather stood by and taught the elf maid, "Xiao Chen, put on this leather apron first."

The leather apron he was talking about was made of dark yellow cowhide, which was covered with various oil stains, holding it in his hand like an abstract artist's colorful object.

Motor oil, black shoe polish, yellow shoe polish, palm shoe polish, white shoe polish, glue...

"Master, is it like an apron?"

"Right right~" Huang Chen's grandfather said in a teachable tone, "Xiao Chen, let me tell you, this leather apron is a good thing."

"At the shoe repair booth, everyone wore cloth aprons. I was made of cowhide. No shoe polish or glue fell on it. It won't smear and stain the clothes inside."

"Damn…"

"Leave it under the bed for too long, it seems to be a bit moldy."

Looking at the mildewy leather apron around, Huang Chen's grandfather said with regret: "Xiaochen, hurry up and maintain it with brown shoe polish. It's in the tin box next to it."

After the leather apron was maintained, the elf maid, unwillingly or reluctantly, put the colorful leather apron around her neck.

Huang Chen's grandfather tuts, "It's okay, if you wear a militia hat, you will be more like a shoe repairer."

"Unfortunately, grandson seems to have said that you can't wear a hat, saying that it will cover the camera."

Huang Chen's grandfather had to dispel the idea of ​​giving the elf maid a hat.

However, Uncle Huang was very satisfied with this look. He asked the elf maid to sit on the small wooden bench he had once sat on, then let it hold a rag and wipe the oily hand-operated shoe repair machine.

My own lumbar spondylosis comes out of sitting on this small bench day after day. Now that I have changed the robot, Uncle Huang feels like I don’t have to worry about lumbar spondylosis anymore.

Xiaochen has an iron waist, so he only needs some sewing machine oil after sitting for a long time.

After half an hour.

After eating breakfast in the alley, the grandfather and aunt came to see the lively robots at Grandpa Huang Chen's house as usual, and they saw this scene that made people laugh.

That beautiful and sci-fi elf maid is now wearing a colorful leather apron, sitting on a small wooden bench, solemnly shaking the shoe repair machine.

"Click~ Click~ Click~"

This shoe repair machine with decades of history did not go on strike. Instead, it became very smooth under the accumulated grease maintenance and work.

Every time the wizard maid shakes, the needle can accurately pass through the needle chuck, making a crisp click.

"Yo~Lao Huang, you...you are too foreign, why did you accept a robot apprentice?"

"My dear, can the robot still repair the soles of shoes?"

"I said, Lao Huang, don't spoil your baby. You see your apron is dirty. This robot is hundreds of thousands. Are you willing to treat it like this?"

"Really or not, whoever has broken shoes at home, quickly bring them to our Xiaochen to practice their hands!"

The grandfathers and aunts who came to watch the excitement seemed to see the sparkling baby. They gathered the elven maids in a circle and talked about it.

There really was an aunt who brought broken shoes.

This is a pair of sneakers that originally had serious openings on the toe cap and an open bottom, which matched the tiger's mouth.

The sneakers belonged to her grandson who went to elementary school.

Children wearing shoes are the same as gnawing shoes, and they can wear shoes until they are scrapped within half a year.

The sneakers were originally intended to be thrown away, but now it's just right to practice hands with the wizard maid.

"Haha~ I really dozed off and came with a hot pillow." Huang Chen's grandfather happily took the shoes. He didn't expect that he could return to his old profession in his life, and he would still be a master.

The aunt holding the shoes looked at the lively joy, "Can you fix it?"

"Can it~" Huang Chen's grandfather said, "The upper and the sole are glued with glue. Now that the glue is degummed, you only need to walk a circle along the sole with cotton thread to ensure that it is as strong as the welded one."

"The shoes are black. I asked Xiaochen to use black cotton thread. As long as the thread is pressed and walked, there is no trace of the thread at all."

"Don't do it at home~" An uncle gave an idea, "Let's go to the alley to do it, maybe we can solicit some business for Xiaochen."

"Right right~ go to the alley."

"Lao Huang, didn't you just stand on the side of the road, let's move to the alley facing the road, it's almost the same."

Just do it, the grandfather and aunt fought for a while, and moved all the guys who used to eat with Huang Chen's grandfather to the side of the alley.

Let the elf maid sit at the side of the alley at the end of its work area, perform a hand-operated shoe repair machine for passing pedestrians, and route the soles and uppers of the shoes.

The grandfathers and aunts are so happy, the eyes of the pedestrians passing by are all staring out.

This this this...

This is an elf maid.

A little bit of western style is called Versailles.

Desperate a little, it is a violent thing, the cow chews the peony.

Like the elves and maids, how can these elves and aunts be willing to put them in the alley, dress them up in tatters, and let them shake the shoe repair machine?

Passersby who can't see it quickly use their mobile phones to post this scene to social platforms and video platforms.

In the morning sun, the sun shines in this old mottled tiled house and bungalows in the alleyway.

Grandpa and aunt laughed, and all the wrinkles that had been covered with years of age unfolded with the laughter.

They are wearing old-fashioned, monotonous clothes, and they are standing on the side of a concrete road with a sense of age.

Among them, there is a wizard maid who represents the world's most cutting-edge technology and condenses the best of hardware and software.

It was wearing a shabby leather apron, and amidst the hearty laughter of the aunt, it shook an ancient machine with a long history.

"Click~ Click~ Click~"

The rhythmic sound of the machine seems to be able to penetrate through the photos from the alleyway to the ears of countless people.

In the video, the happy smile of the grandfather and aunt infected every audience.

Almost no one thinks that these elders and aunts are violent things, but they feel that they have a special mood and a special fan.

Maybe this is a colorful life!

This is the collision of ancient and modern, life and technology.

Photos and videos spread exponentially on the Internet, and countless people commented on them.

There are even some comic studios that have been infected by photos. Based on the pictures, they worked together to create a cyberpunk comic with strong color conflicts and full of oriental colors.

The comics and original images were released quickly, not only on the China Internet, but also on major foreign social platforms.

The following comments say everything, both sour and jealous.

All of a sudden, the cartoonists who were active on the Internet were full of inspiration.

Someone was inspired to create cartoons about the wizard maids leading the dance in the square and taking the grandparents to dance the square dance.

Someone was inspired to create a cartoon of an elf maid wearing a sleeveless vest, walking in the field, and holding an old scalper.

There are also fairy maids pushing stone mill cartoons in the rural yard.

There is also a cartoon of an elf maid holding a dustpan and throwing soybeans and feeding chickens in handfuls, which is multipunk and multipunk.

Netizens are still categorizing these photos as new elf punk in a bunch of punk categories such as cyberpunk, nanopunk, atomic punk, steampunk and so on.