《The All-Powerful Appraiser of the Goddess》


 The amnesiac youth

    "Sir, wake up!"


    A wave of moist and soft breath hit his face, like a beam of light breaking into the darkness, instantly awakening Su Chen.


    Perplexed, Su Chen looked around, finding the world before him utterly unfamiliar.


    "You finally woke up!"


    Beside Su Chen, a pair of lively, shiny black eyes were looking at him, sparkling.


    This was probably the most beautiful pair of eyes Su Chen had ever seen.


    As his gaze moved downward, the girl had fair skin, elegant and delicate.


    Anyone who saw this face couldn''t help but marvel; heaven had bestowed the gift of beauty, crafting such a flawless countenance.


    Staring at the girl up close, Su Chen almost thought he was dreaming. However, he quickly recalled that he had been in a deep slumber, and it was the continuous influx of breath that eventually awakened him from his drowsiness.


    "Your heart doesn''t seem to be in good condition. You should go to the hospital when you have the time."


    Perhaps because she was too close, the girl''s cheeks blushed slightly, and her voice was as soft as pastry.


    Su Chen, in response, instinctively reached for his heart, which was beating strongly in his chest. It didn''t seem as the girl had described, but he could clearly feel that something in his body was amiss.


    It was his memory!


    He tried to comprehend this world, but the scenes before him had no imprint on his mind. Not only that, but even his past, his origin, and his family had been wiped away. No matter how hard he tried to think, his mind was a blank slate.


    The only image he could remember was sitting in front of an intricately carved pink porcelain vase. However, only half of the vase was intact. The front was exquisite, depicting scenes of the four seasons, flowers, birds, insects, and fish. The other side was cracked with three or four damaged areas.


    And he was there, holding a brush, meticulously painting on the damaged side of the vase, as if mending the cracks, making it look as good as new.


    This was in...


    Restoring artifacts?


    However, when he tried to get a clearer understanding of these images, a sharp pain rang in his head, forcefully pushing him out of the scenes.


    "Maybe you should go to the hospital."


    Su Chen was about to move when he realized he didn''t even know where he was. So, he had to rely on the girl, "Could you please take me to the hospital? Just drop me off, and that would be enough."


    The girl looked a bit hesitant, "Can you wait for me? I need to take care of something on the antique street ahead, and then I can take you."


    Although Su Chen was the one asking for a favor, the girl seemed apologetic, as if she had done something wrong. Su Chen smiled and nodded, realizing that despite losing his memories, he had encountered a kind-hearted person.


    "Then come with me. It''s just dawn, and there aren''t many people around. If we wait too long, I might not find you in the crowd."


    "Sure."


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    It was the season of white dew. The weather was getting cooler, and the girl was wearing a simple pencil skirt, revealing a pair of slender and graceful legs, attracting the attention of many passersby.


    But what surprised the girl was that every time she glanced at Su Chen, he was looking straight ahead with clear eyes, not showing any hint of interest.


    This guy seemed a bit different from other men.


    "Girls your age don''t usually play with antiques," Su Chen suddenly asked.


    "It''s my dad who asked me to come."


    The girl smiled wryly, "His business partner just handled some porcelain, and I helped my father settle the accounts. Someone will deliver the porcelain here."


    Normally, antique transactions involve a direct exchange of money and goods. The girl''s way of settling the accounts before delivering the goods was not very secure. However, she mentioned it was a business partner, so Su Chen didn''t comment further.


    He shifted his gaze to the numerous stalls appearing on both sides. Maybe because his only memory was related to artifacts, coming to this antique street gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.


    Luxuriously decorated stores and humble, shabby stalls coexisted harmoniously on this street. But if one were to judge antiques based on the appearance of the stalls, it would be a big mistake.


    In the large stores, there were piles of ancient coins and countless porcelain items, but finding a genuine piece would be difficult. On the small stalls, there were broken and worn-out items, and maybe one could discover a treasure.


    "Oh?"


    After walking for a while, both Su Chen and the girl simultaneously expressed surprise. Then, they exchanged smiles and stood on a small stall, their eyes fixed on a certain item.


    It was a delicate and small celadon ceramic cow, lying down with a leisurely posture, looking back at the sky with a relaxed expression. Unfortunately, the body of the small cow was broken in half. From the front, it was a decent ornament, but turning to the back, it was pitted and damaged in several places.


    The girl made a soft sound, attracted by the vivid posture of the celadon cow. Su Chen, on the other hand, was not interested in its appearance.


    In the moment his gaze fell on the celadon cow, a passage of content automatically jumped into Su Chen''s mind: Ge kiln celadon from the Southern Song Dynasty, produced in the Xiaotan Xiaozhang kiln. Its glaze is a translucent milky white, mainly grayish-blue, but there are damages at the horns, damages on the body, damages at the tail...


    This content jumped suddenly, as if forcibly inserted into his mind. Su Chen shook his head, dispelling his gaze. He looked at the celadon cow and the nearby artifacts, but the phenomenon didn''t occur again.


    Su Chen rubbed his eyes, feeling a bit confused.


    He did know about Ge kiln celadon, one of the five famous kilns, and it was relatively mysterious among them.


    But the issue was, how did that passage of text pop up on its own?


    "What''s wrong with you?"


    Sensing something was amiss, the girl asked.


    Su Chen quickly pretended that nothing had happened and smiled faintly, "You have a good eye."


    "I don''t understand these things; I just think it looks good."


    The girl blinked her beautiful eyes, squatting down and asking, "Granny, how much is this little cow?"


    The vendor was an old lady, thin and somewhat pitiable, "Not expensive, three thousand dollars."


    Hearing this, Su Chen couldn''t help but frown. After all, the difficulty of repairing porcelain after it had been damaged and then restored was extremely high. The extent of damage to this celadon cow was quite severe, so three thousand dollars was a reasonable price.


    "Do you have the broken pieces from the cow? If so, I''ll take them too."


    The girl''s words surprised Su Chen.


    For this kind of damaged antique, even if someone took a liking to it, the usual practice was to negotiate the price and complete the transaction. Very few people would actively ask about the broken pieces.


    Unless it was a professional restorer, only then would they have such a professional habit.


    Thinking about it, Su Chen became even more curious.


    Was he, Su Chen


    , a big shot in the antique world?!


    However, compared to all these thoughts, he was more curious about how the passage of text that appeared in his mind earlier was possible.


    After all, he hadn''t heard of anyone in the antique world who could automatically generate introductory text for artifacts.


    Just as Su Chen was sinking into contemplation, a mocking voice suddenly came from beside him.


    "Miss Warming, this celadon cow is already so damaged. Are you buying it for charity?"


    Su Chen furrowed his brows and looked towards the voice.


    A young man with a shiny large flat-top hairstyle, dressed in a flashy and flamboyant embroidered suit, stepped out from a store called "Antique Saint."


    The man held a string of emerald-green prayer beads that didn''t match his temperament at all. His narrow, elongated eyes glared directly at the girl.


    Behind him, there was also a burly guy with a face full of flesh, who impatiently gestured with his hand, "You old woman with no eye, Miss Lin Wanqing is our storekeeper He''s girlfriend. If you dare to deceive her, you won''t be able to stay on Antique Street."


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    A damp, soft breath hit Su Chen''s face, like a beam of light breaking into the darkness, instantly awakening him.


    Perplexed, Su Chen looked around, finding the world before him utterly unfamiliar.


    "You finally woke up!"


    Beside Su Chen, a pair of spirited, shiny eyes were gazing at him with a twinkle.


    This was probably the most beautiful pair of eyes Su Chen had ever seen.


    Moving his gaze downward, he saw fair and flawless skin, delicate and elegant.


    Anyone who saw this face couldn''t help but marvel at the beauty, as if heaven had bestowed its love for beauty to create such an immaculate visage.


    Close-up, looking at this girl, Su Chen almost thought he was dreaming. He recalled being in a deep slumber, and then a breath woke him up from his drowsiness.


    "Your heart doesn''t seem to be in good condition. You should consider going to the hospital when you have time."


    Perhaps because they were too close, the girl''s cheeks blushed slightly as she spoke, her voice as soft and sweet as a pastry.


    Hearing this, Su Chen subconsciously touched his heart, which was now beating vigorously in his chest. It didn''t seem to match the girl''s description. However, he could clearly feel that there was something wrong with a certain part of his body.


    His memory!


    He tried to comprehend this world, but he had no impression of the scenes before him. Not only that, but his past, his identity, and his family had all been wiped away. No matter how hard he tried to think, his mind remained blank.


    The only image he could remember was sitting in front of a finely carved polychrome openwork heart-turning vase. However, the vase was only half intact. Its front side was exquisite, depicting scenes of the four seasons, with flowers, birds, fish, and insects. The other side, however, had cracked glaze, with three or four damaged areas.


    And there he was, holding a paintbrush, delicately repairing the damaged side of the vase, as if restoring it to its original state.


    This was...


    Repairing artifacts?


    But when he tried to make the images clearer, his head suddenly buzzed and throbbed with pain, forcefully ejecting him from the scene.


    "Maybe it''s time to go to the hospital."


    Su Chen was about to get up when he remembered he had no idea where he was. So, he turned to the girl, "Can you take me to the hospital? Just drop me off, and that''ll be enough."


    The girl looked a bit troubled, "Can you wait for me? I have something to do on the antique street ahead, and then I can take you there."


    While Su Chen was the one asking for help, the girl seemed apologetic, as if she had done something wrong. Su Chen smiled and nodded. It seemed that his streak of bad luck hadn''t ended, but at least he encountered a kind person after losing his memory.


    "Okay."


    It was early in the morning, during the White Dew season. The weather was cooling down, and the girl was wearing a simple pencil skirt, showcasing her slender and graceful legs, attracting the attention of many passersby.


    However, to the girl''s surprise, she noticed that Su Chen, unlike other men, was looking straight ahead with clear and pure eyes, without a hint of ambiguity.


    This guy seemed different from other men.


    "A girl your age doesn''t usually deal with antiques much," Su Chen suddenly asked.


    "My dad forced me to come," the girl smiled bitterly. "His business partner just handled some porcelain, and I helped my father settle the accounts. Then someone will deliver the porcelain here."


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    Instead, he shifted his gaze to the growing number of stalls on both sides of the street. Perhaps because his only memory was related to artifacts, coming to this antique street gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.


    Luxuriously decorated stores, humble stalls, everything coexisted harmoniously on this street. However, when it came to identifying antiques based on the appearance of the stalls, it would be a big mistake.


    Large stores were filled with piles of ancient coins and porcelain, yet finding a genuine piece was rare. On the other hand, small stalls displayed shabby items, but one might stumble upon a valuable treasure.


    "Oh?"


    After walking for a while, Su Chen and the girl simultaneously expressed their curiosity.


    Then, the two stood together on a small stall and focused their gaze on one spot.


    It was a small and exquisite celadon calf, lying with its head raised, looking back, with a leisurely expression. Unfortunately, the calf''s body was broken in half. From the front, it looked like a decent display piece, but turning to the back, it had pits and cracks, losing many pieces.


    The girl exclaimed, attracted by the lifelike posture of the celadon calf, but Su Chen was not.


    In the moment his gaze fell on the celadon calf, detailed textual descriptions automatically jumped into Su Chen''s mind. Moreover, the content made him frown.


    Ignoring how strange this ability was, Su Chen, with a casual glance, said, "Your taste is good."


    "I don''t understand these things; I just think it looks nice," the girl smiled, bending down. "Grandma, how much is this little calf?"


    The stall owner was an old lady, thin and pitiful. "Not expensive, three thousand yuan."


    Hearing this, Su Chen furrowed his brows. Repairing damaged antiques, especially those as severely damaged as this celadon calf, was extremely difficult. The value decreased significantly, and three thousand yuan was a reasonable price.


    "Is there any broken pieces from the calf that I can have? If there are, I''ll take them too."


    The girl''s words surprised Su Chen.


    For damaged antique pieces, even if one liked them, usually, the negotiation would revolve around the price. Asking about broken pieces was rare, unless it was a professional artifact restorer with such a habit.


    Thinking about it, Su Chen couldn''t help but be curious.


    Was the strange content that appeared in his mind a real memory?


    Ignoring these thoughts, Su Chen turned his attention to the various items on nearby stalls. Maybe it was because his only memory was related to artifacts, but coming to this antique street gave him an inexplicable sense of affinity.


    In the middle of the conversation, Su Chen suddenly heard a mocking voice.


    "Oh, brought a bodyguard with you, huh?"


    The guy with a shiny big-back hairstyle, wearing flashy and flamboyant embroidered suits, emerged from a store named "Ancient Saint''s Chamber."


    He held a string of green prayer beads that didn''t match his temperament at all. His narrow eyes glared at the girl.


    Behind him was a burly guy with a face full of flesh, who quickly approached the old lady''s stall. Impatiently waving his hand, he said, "You old lady with no eyes, Miss Lin Wanshuang is our boss He''s girlfriend. Even if you dare to fool her, I''m afraid you won''t be able to stay on this antique street."


    "He Tian


    , don''t be rude." The girl frowned, looking at the old lady. "Aren''t you afraid that others will hear you?"


    "The old lady can''t afford to offend us. As for the others, I''d like to see who would dare to stand up for you, Miss Lin."


    With a triumphant smile, He Tian arrogantly looked around, thinking that the entire antique street was under his control.


    The old lady was silent, seemingly accustomed to this kind of situation.


    However, Su Chen didn''t like this arrogant attitude.


    While trying to figure out his own situation, he subconsciously stood in front of the girl, blocking He Tian''s line of sight.


    He Tian squinted his eyes, then chuckled and said, "Well, well, bringing bodyguards really does make you stand out. But doing so won''t change the fact that your taste is not good. This stall sells fake and broken stuff. Even if you buy it, it won''t change the fact that it''s junk."


    He Tian''s words were full of disdain.


    This kind of scene was not uncommon in the antique street. Some people intentionally caused trouble, and the old lady had likely encountered similar situations before.


    However, Su Chen didn''t like the way He Tian spoke.


    Without any intention of arguing, Su Chen lightly said, "Let''s go."


    The girl looked at Su Chen in surprise, then glanced at He Tian, nodding in agreement. "Let''s go."


    The moment Su Chen and the girl turned to leave, He Tian sneered, "Oh, going so soon? Don''t you want to know who this bodyguard is? Let me tell you, he''s just a dog we raised."


    This sentence finally irritated Su Chen.


    Turning around, he looked at He Tian with a faint smile.


    "You shouldn''t use such derogatory terms to describe people. It''s disrespectful to animals."


    This sentence made the girl beside him chuckle.


    In the face of He Tian''s provocation, Su Chen remained calm, neither overbearing nor servile. However, his calmness was like a spark, igniting the anger in He Tian''s eyes.


    "Fine, fine. A dog is a dog. It can''t even carry a precious item like the Immortal Greeting Guest. I doubt it can carry you. I don''t know what Miss Lin sees in him, but it''s her business. Let''s go."


    He Tian waved his hand, signaling his underling, Three, to open the door.


    Three swiftly stepped forward, lifting the Immortal Greeting Guest, a magnificent penjing at the center of the Ancient Saint''s Chamber.


    The fine roots of the high-quality cypress tree were rooted in the soil, with the trunk intertwining like soaring dragons and phoenixes. The lush branches pointed to the right, giving the illusion of an immortal greeting and sending off visitors. From a distance, it evoked an impulse to enter the shop and spend money.


    This was a commonly used penjing in large businesses. Easy to maintain and manage, it possessed the elegance and heritage unique to refined individuals.


    However...


    Su Chen glanced casually, but his heart was controlling his astonishment.


    Seeing that penjing, detailed textual descriptions jumped out in Su Chen''s mind once again. Moreover, the content made him frown.


    Ignoring the strange ability, Su Chen coldly snorted, "While others are eager to expand their business, you seem to be eager to ruin your own industry. It''s quite an eye-opener."


    He Tian''s face instantly turned ugly. His underling, Three, who was already at the door, even took a step back to prepare for a fight.

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    "Dead man''s merchandise?"


    "Don''t talk nonsense, be careful not to upset Manager He. That thing is called Mingqi!"


    "Isn''t it the same thing? The issue is whether that bronze nail is really a coffin nail?"


    Su Chen''s rebuke quickly caused a stir among the onlookers. Suddenly, the circle around He Tian expanded a few steps. Regardless of whether Su Chen''s words were true or not, no one dared to get too close to He Tian now, fearing they might get some bad luck.


    Although the antique circle is not superstitious, there are many traditions. At least, this so-called Mingqi, not many people are willing to touch it.


    "Mingqi," or "Ã÷Æ÷" in Chinese, refers to burial objects or items buried with the deceased. Even if it''s a valuable item, many collectors avoid these objects due to superstitions. Su Chen points out that the bronze nail, if indeed used for coffins, is being misused. He uses it as a rhetorical device to criticize He Tian for mishandling valuable items.


    "Wait, wait! Stop talking!"


    He Tian did not expect Su Chen to say such things. On the one hand, his face lost its color, and on the other hand, he saw the expressions of the onlookers. Afraid it might affect his business, he quickly shouted, "This item was bought at a high price from the countryside. It''s... it''s a treasure used by generals during the Shang and Zhou dynasties to suppress demons. It has extremely high collectible value. How could it be the descendant''s nail you mentioned? Everyone, although my eyes may not be as good as my father''s, they are still well-known in the industry. Believe me rather than him!"


    This statement quickly made the onlookers hesitate. Not only is He Tian''s character questionable, but his eyes are indeed powerful. In this street, if someone has antiques or calligraphy that they can''t understand, they will come to He Tian''s shop for advice. He Tian is known as the Golden-Eyed He!


    Seeing the audience''s faces slightly improved, He Tian sighed in relief. After all, this matter should not be leaked too far. If it''s spread out, it could damage his shop''s reputation.


    Lin Wanqing, seeing this scene, was a bit panicked. Her warm hand that had just warmed up was now cold again. "Shouldn''t we leave?"


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    "Are we giving up on the deal?"


    Su Chen looked at her with a smile. "I''m just giving him a lesson, so he doesn''t casually sell dirty items to your family."


    After saying that, Su Chen casually tore off a piece of fabric from his clothes, grabbed the bronze nail through the fabric, and said, "Take a look at the characters and patterns engraved on this nail. I bet you won''t be able to recognize them. Let me tell you, after carving the character ''Liu,'' it''s filled with gold dust. Clearly, it''s a pigment used during funerals. If you don''t believe me, go back and ask the elders in your family about the pigments used on the memorial tablets. As for this pattern, it''s a warding-off evil pattern from the burial beast. It''s not a time when tomb-robbing movies are popular. Go find out what the burial beast is used for inside."


    The onlookers were amazed. The green king cypress looked lush, but its roots were decayed and had a nasty black color. This color was spreading inch by inch. It was estimated that in another ten days or so, it would spread to the surface of the soil.


    The onlookers were shocked, and they were now more hesitant to believe He Tian''s words. Moreover, looking at He Tian''s expression, his face turned pale, covered in fine sweat. Many people had heard that the business of Gu Sheng Zhai had declined recently. Obviously, Su Chen had hit the nail on the head!


    With a swish, the crowd moved even further away. Some people who liked the green king cypress would touch it when they entered the store. Now they were wiping their palms in disgust. Some older people even moved closer to the exit, afraid of spending another minute in this shop.


    "Heihei! Didn''t expect it, didn''t expect it!"


    At this moment, He Tian suddenly slapped his head, looking annoyed. "After following my father to learn the art for so long, I actually missed a nail like this. Everyone, I''ve made a mistake. I''ve seen it, but please rest assured, this descendant''s nail will definitely be properly worshipped in the temple. It will not bring any bad luck to you. In addition, the store has just received a batch of good items recently. Although some are damaged, they are all top-notch. If you are not in a hurry, please stay and take a look. If you encounter a suitable price, I''ll reluctantly sell it. Consider it a good deed."


    Although the atmosphere at the scene was destroyed by the descendant''s nail, He Tian quickly used his brain. His heartfelt words and a smile quickly won back the hearts of some onlookers. It was a timely damage control to restore his reputation.


    Those who could stay were relatively courageous. They looked at each other, understanding each other''s thoughts.


    After all, the bad luck brought about by this descendant''s nail only affected the green king cypress. The other items were just newly stocked, and there shouldn''t be any issues, right?


    As He Tian welcomed these people into the store, he showed a teasing smile to Su Chen. "Kid, you have some insight. But you''ve messed up the Lin family''s business. It seems like who survives and who perishes in business is really unpredictable, isn''t it?"

 A single statement astounds the audience.

    Although He Tian spoke directly to Su Chen, in reality, his words were meant for Lin Wanqing. He was convinced that, even if Lin Wanqing''s mind was dull, she couldn''t just watch her family''s business collapse. Sooner or later, she would have to put aside her pride and come crawling back to him, the wealthy young master.


    As his words fell, He Tian deliberately looked at Lin Wanqing, his gaze filled with explicit desire.


    Lin Wanqing, originally anxious, felt her face flush as she was stared at so impolitely. This scumbag, even though she wanted to ignore him and leave, the dilemma of her father''s business weighed heavily on her mind.


    Just then, Su Chen''s warm hand unexpectedly grasped Lin Wanqing''s delicate arm. "When at wit''s end, there''s always a way out. Don''t worry; there will be a solution."


    Although the words were comforting, Lin Wanqing mysteriously calmed down.


    Blushing, she allowed his warm hand to transmit a soothing warmth to her body.


    "Uncle, what kind of valuable artifacts does the market need to save it?" Lin Wanqing asked, trying to focus on a solution.


    "Oh?" Lin Wanqing was taken aback. After careful consideration, she gave a figure, "At least around five hundred thousand."


    Su Chen continued, "What type are you looking for? Jade, coins, bronze, or porcelain?"


    "Porcelain. The items we entrusted to the He family were green porcelain artifacts from the Northern Song Dynasty."


    "The Northern Song era lasted a long time, and the unearthed green porcelain varies in quality. Perhaps his items aren''t that good."


    Su Chen smiled, then changed the topic and looked outside the antique shop. "If you trust me, lend me three thousand, and I will help you fill up the fifty thousand worth porcelain."


    As he said this, Lin Wanqing was dumbfounded.


    Three thousand to obtain fifty thousand worth of artifacts?


    Although she wasn''t well-versed in antiques, she knew that this was an absurd proposal. Nevertheless, in the antiques circle, there were indeed some neglected treasures. Lin Wanqing was torn between wanting to help Su Chen and fearing she might have fallen for a scam.


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    Upon hearing this suggestion, He Tian burst into laughter, derisively looking at Su Chen. "Earlier, I thought you had some knowledge, but now I see you''re just a kid who''s good at talking. Do you think this is a gambling stone? Can you really get fifty thousand worth of items with just three thousand?"


    Not far away, the customers waiting for new items to appreciate also turned their heads, originally filled with awe and respect for Su Chen. Now, they looked at him with doubt, even contempt.


    Lin Wanqing, hearing the derogatory remarks, felt her face turn red with anger. She wanted to speak up for Su Chen, but at the same time, she was worried that her goodwill might turn into harm.


    Suddenly, a figure returned to the shop.


    "He''s back!"


    Lin Wanqing''s beautiful eyes lit up.


    Others, in the midst of their lively conversation, noticed Su Chen''s return. They stopped talking, either out of guilt or because they were intrigued by what he had in his hands.


    Su Chen was holding a green porcelain cow, and in his right hand, he carried a cloth bag with an unknown content.


    Lin Wanqing''s cherry lips slightly opened into an "O" shape, "Isn''t this the green porcelain cow from that grandma?"


    "Yes, after she was scared away by He Tian, she went to another stall. It took me some effort to find this green porcelain cow."


    Su Chen smiled and handed the green porcelain cow to Lin Wanqing. Then he unfolded the cloth bag in his hand. "Fortunately, all the broken pieces of the cow''s body are here. As long as I repair it a bit, achieving a value several times higher is not a problem."


    Repair?


    When this word appeared, the whole shop fell silent.


    All eyes were on Su Chen; some were shocked, but most were skeptical.


    Because Su Chen said he would "repair it a bit."


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    In simpler terms, a professional artifact restorer is cultivated over many years.


    He Tian was the first to react, bursting into laughter, "Did I hear it wrong? You actually said you''d repair it. Kid, you''ve successfully made me laugh. How about this: when you finish, I''ll give you five thousand for your green porcelain cow."


    Su Chen coldly glanced at him, "Get lost!"


    He Tian''s expression suddenly froze, feeling as if he was being stared at by a bloodthirsty beast. He couldn''t help but shiver.


    But this chill came and went quickly.


    Regaining his composure, He Tian immediately shouted, "San''er, kick this ungrateful punk out! He''s not allowed to step foot on Antique Street again!"


    "Wait!"


    At this moment, a majestic voice echoed from outside.


    Everyone turned their heads, showing expressions of respect.


    They exclaimed, "Mr. He is here!"


    "Alright."


    The old man nodded lightly, then calmly spoke, "He Tian, bring me my set of restoration tools. Lend them to this young man, let him showcase his skills."


    Su Chen was taken aback for a moment, then turned his gaze to the elderly man for a closer look.

 The restoration technique "Reversal Hand"!

    The old man wore a Tang suit, tall and spirited, in excellent shape.


    However, the overbearing aura between his brows was similar to that of He Tian.


    Suddenly, Su Chen remembered that this old man''s last name was He.


    "Father."


    Sure enough, the next moment, He Tian''s voice was heard, "Is that set of tools from Jingcheng Tianshun Tang? The whole set is worth more than five Qing Dynasty porcelain cows. Are you really letting this kid practice with it?"


    The old man remained calm, "It''s just something worth a thousand bucks. Let him use it. However..."


    A sudden turn, capturing everyone''s attention.


    He Old man''s gaze became slightly ominous, "If you''re just playing tricks, using such means to tarnish the reputation of my Antique Holy Workshop, think carefully about how you''ll survive in the antique street in the future."


    Su Chen chuckled at the words.


    Clearly a face in his twenties, but in terms of aura, he didn''t lose to He Old man: "A tool worth a thousand bucks is just entry-level in my eyes."


    Phew!


    His words stunned the entire audience.


    However, the glances they cast were more of gloating.


    Who didn''t know that Jingcheng Wanshun Tang was a famous shop in the northern antique world? The items that passed through their hands, be it antiques or tools, were nothing short of exquisite.


    And this Su Chen, not only had no awe for Antique Holy Workshop but also managed to tarnish the name of Wanshun Tang, truly a naive youngster.


    At this moment, they all hoped to see Su Chen embarrassed, then kicked out of the antique street like a mouse crossing the street, never able to lift his head again.


    He Old man frowned, unexpectedly unable to suppress Su Chen. He raised his opinion of Su Chen a bit, then snorted heavily from his nose, "Good boy, I hope your skills can back up your big words!"


    A wave of his hand, the lackey named San''er immediately went to the inner hall of Antique Holy Workshop to fetch the tools.


    During this time, Lin Wanqing hurriedly approached Su Chen, tugging at his clothes, "Let''s forget it."


    "Don''t give up."


    He Tian had been watching the actions of the two, and when he saw this, he immediately spoke, attracting everyone''s attention, "Wanqing, if this guy leaves, it''s like slapping yourself in the face. In the future, you won''t be able to survive on the antique street."


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    Lin Wanqing blushed, her voice trembling with anger, "Don''t talk nonsense!"


    Su Chen, on the other hand, couldn''t be bothered to waste words, directly shooting a fierce glance and causing He Tian to shut up about the unpleasant things he was going to say.


    Just at this moment, San''er came out with a box.


    With a crisp sound, the box containing the restoration tools was opened, revealing them to everyone.


    Spectrometers, drawing paper, special glue, various types of files, as well as gold leaf for filling and pigments for final coloring.


    Named and unnamed, a dazzling array.


    The audience had confused expressions until someone woke up and exclaimed, "I only knew that He Old man is the best appraisal expert on Antique Street, but I didn''t expect him to be a restoration expert as well."


    He Old man enjoyed the admiration and stroked his beard, "In the field of cultural relic restoration, I just dabbled a bit. Can''t be considered an expert."


    "You''re being too modest."


    Listening to these people blindly praising He Old man, Su Chen just smiled ironically. He placed the Qing Dynasty porcelain cow on a nearby glass cabinet, the bag full of broken porcelain next to it, and then picked up three files and a tube of glue from the box.


    He Old man sneered, "This guy really doesn''t understand restoration."


    "He Old man, how do you say that?"


    Someone asked.


    He Old man didn''t answer directly, but instead gave He Tian a meaningful look, and the latter knew that this was his chance to show off. He immediately eloquently spoke, "In the restoration of cultural relics, the first step is to perform a spectral analysis of the relic, find the specific damaged areas, and this guy uses glue for repairs right away. He can''t even be considered a novice; he treats restoring cultural relics as a puzzle game."


    "So that''s how it is!"


    The crowd was enlightened, praising He Tian''s extensive knowledge while taking the opportunity to discredit Su Chen.


    Lin Wanqing anxiously clutched her small hand, not knowing what to do.


    Su Chen, however, paid no attention to these words. Holding three files simultaneously with four fingers, forming a shape like Wolverine''s claws, he used his left thumb and forefinger to hold the glue, and the remaining three fingers held the porcelain pieces. He gently applied a little glue and used the files to repair the porcelain, seemingly casually, and successfully filled a piece.


    The entire process was smooth and seemed unnatural for someone who didn''t know anything about it.


    "Hmm?"


    He Old man made a soft sound, a trace of disdain in his eyes suddenly replaced by a glint of interest.


    And that piece of porcelain was just the beginning.


    Su Chen''s movements didn''t stop for a moment. In fact, he didn''t even leave any time for thought. Each time he picked up a piece of porcelain, he could stick it back in a few seconds. It was as if he had pressed the fast-forward button; his actions were flowing and natural.


    "Father, I feel like this guy knows something."


    He Tian also felt that something was wrong, so he leaned in beside He Old man, asking in a low voice.


    However, He Old man was completely immersed in watching Su Chen''s restoration process, not hearing He Tian''s words.


    The surrounding spectators couldn''t help but start whispering.


    "I think this guy really understands the restoration of cultural relics."


    "I also feel that way. I didn''t get a clear view of the quality of the porcelain cow from a distance, but I conservatively estimate that this should be an object from Longquan Kiln in the Northern Song Dynasty. If it can be restored to seventy percent, it will sell for the amount he mentioned."


    "That''s true, but I heard that the difficulty of restoring celadon is extremely high. Seventy percent, I think it''s hard, unless it''s those master craftsmen in the Forbidden City..."


    "Reversal Hand!"


    Suddenly, He Old man''s face changed drastically, like a thunderclap shocking him, he shouted, "The lost restoration technique, Reversal Hand!"

 Miracle!

    Hearing this, Mr. He immediately left the onlookers bewildered. Just moments ago, he was vehemently accusing the young man of being a fraud. How did Mr. He suddenly change his tune?


    "Returning-from-the-brink technique?"


    What''s that?


    Despite their eloquence in discussing antiques, most of them were just seasoned individuals in the antique street. Few possessed genuine expertise. To truly understand the mystery behind this "returning-from-the-brink technique," they needed to consult Mr. He.


    However, Mr. He could only manage a wry smile, "Actually, in the field of artifact restoration, I''m just scratching the surface. I''ve heard a few masters in the industry talk about it. The antiques from ancient times are often damaged, and the restoration work isn''t as straightforward as it is nowadays. All you have to rely on is the restorer''s eyes and hands. The technique related to the eyes is called ''seeking remnants.'' It means that a restorer, with just a glance, can discern where the artifact is damaged, to what extent, and in the Forbidden City, there is a master who excels in this, the true golden eyes of the antique world. They can determine authenticity and damage with a single glance."


    The audience was astounded by this revelation.


    So, this young man''s eyes are that powerful?


    Someone then asked, "Mr. He, what about the ''returning-from-the-brink technique''?"


    "The returning-from-the-brink technique lies in the restorer''s skills. Rumor has it that a restorer proficient in this technique can revive artifacts using only the most basic tools. The value of damaged artifacts restored by such masters can even surpass that of the originals!" Mr. He spoke with excitement, his face flushing, "Moreover, this technique has been lost for a long time. Even the master proficient in seeking remnants only mentioned it in some of his works, and there has been no way to learn this skill."


    With that, everyone''s gaze focused on Su Chen.


    Even the master from the Forbidden City couldn''t learn it. How did this young man casually display such a skill?


    Who is this young man?


    They stared at Su Chen as if gazing at a towering mountain, creating a surreal atmosphere.


    Meanwhile, Lin Wanqing, on the side, was stunned, with all sorts of strange thoughts filling her mind.


    Why would a master like him go out of his way to help her?


    Is it in return for waking him up earlier, or does he have some other reason?


    Thinking about this, Lin Wanqing''s heart skipped a beat, and her pretty face turned red.


    "Dad, is this guy really using the returning-from-the-brink technique?"


    Without anyone noticing, He Tian quietly slipped behind Mr. He, wearing an indignant expression. "You can''t be mistaken. This unknown kid can''t possibly..."


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    Mr. He turned around abruptly, glaring at He Tian with anger, instantly silencing him. "What do you know? I''ve been around much longer than you. This is definitely the returning-from-the-brink technique, without a doubt!"


    He Tian pursed his lips, not daring to speak further.


    At this moment, Su Chen lightly attached the final piece of porcelain, tossed the tools in his hand, as if avoiding dirtying his hands, and casually remarked, "These tools worth thousands are just like this, not handy at all."


    "You''re right."


    Mr. He''s reaction once again stunned the entire audience. He approached with a smiling face, "How could my tools impress a grandmaster like you? I wonder how the master feels about my restoration work. Can you show me the true appearance of this little ox?"


    Su Chen snorted but still turned the green porcelain ox around.


    The side he had restored was presented to everyone.


    "Huh?"


    A simultaneous light exclamation from the onlookers.


    At least seven or eight people, after being dumbfounded, vigorously rubbed their eyes.


    Because what they saw was a completely intact green porcelain ox. Turning it from one side to the other, they couldn''t discern any difference.


    This level of restoration...


    Not to mention seventy percent, it''s likely to reach the terrifying ninety percent!


    "Amazing!"


    Lin Wanqing covered her mouth in astonishment, looking charmingly enraptured.


    At this moment, Su Chen suddenly picked up the green porcelain ox and handed it to Lin Wanqing, saying casually, "With this, it should be enough to save your business."


    "Miss Lin."


    As soon as Lin Wanqing received the green porcelain ox, Mr. He immediately spoke, "I am willing to offer four times the price to purchase this green porcelain ox from you. I hope Miss Lin will consider it."


    Four times the price!


    That''s two million!


    Many people exclaimed in disbelief, looking at Mr. He with puzzlement. However, soon they understood Mr. He''s thoughtful intentions.


    If two million could establish a relationship with a restoration master like Su Chen, the Antique Sanctum would be equivalent to climbing a colossal peak. Not only in the antique street but even throughout Jinnan City, it would become widely renowned.


    Looking at it from another perspective, even if the conservative estimate of the restoration level of this green porcelain ox reached ninety percent, it might not reach the high price of two million. However, selling it for one million five hundred or one million sixty thousand would be entirely feasible.


    The tens of thousands extra spent by Mr. He was indeed a worthwhile investment!


    Once the deal was concluded, it wouldn''t just be turning three thousand into fifty thousand; it would be a miracle of turning three thousand into two million!


    No one present thought that Lin Wanqing would refuse the transaction. Since he had offered four times the price, there was no reason for anyone to refuse!


    Lin Wanqing apparently hadn''t expected such a reversal. After a few seconds of astonishment, her gaze turned to Su Chen, asking, "What... should I do?"


    "This green porcelain ox is now yours. Whether you sell it or not is entirely up to you."


    Su Chen chuckled, seemingly indifferent.


    However, Lin Wanqing felt that he was testing her somehow.


    What would he do in her place?


    Lin Wanqing silently pondered in her heart.


    "Miss Lin, isn''t the price I offered enough to move you?" Mr. He became anxious, urging once again.


    "I''ve thought it through."


    Lin Wanqing finally raised her head. In her originally gentle eyes, there was now a firmness. "My father often told me that the Lin family''s business is built on integrity. Since we''ve made a commitment to a customer, we must bring the goods back. How can I sell it at a high price just because someone else offers more? It goes against the principles of our business."


    After saying this, Lin Wanqing stole a glance at Su Chen.


    Coincidentally, Su Chen also looked at her.


    In those clear yet passionate eyes, there was admiration and appreciation for her.


    Lin Wanqing''s face turned red again.


    "Well..."


    Mr. He''s face instantly stiffened, then he came up with another plan, "How about this? We include the items we originally intended to sell to you, and you see if you can part with them with this bundle. Can you consider it?"


    This time, the onlookers couldn''t remain calm.


    Including the batch of items that He Tian wanted to renege on?


    If they were all added up, the value of this green porcelain ox would skyrocket

 An unexpected change in the situation!

    Originally, after Su Chen revealed his extraordinary skill, the onlookers had forgotten about the matter of the descendant nail. When it was suddenly brought up again, they all remembered.


    No wonder the master refused Mr. He. Setting aside Mr. He''s previous disdain and sarcasm towards He Tian, just the presence of the descendant nail was enough to discourage anyone from getting involved.


    At this moment, nobody believed He Tian''s nonsense anymore. After realizing the situation, everyone retreated a few steps, standing behind Su Chen.


    "The master''s teachings are wise."


    He Lao noticed the reactions of the crowd. His face turned extremely hot, but he dared not say anything. He could only nod repeatedly, "I''ll follow the master''s instructions and honestly send this descendant nail to the Liu family."


    Su Chen waved his hand indifferently and turned to leave.


    He was only giving a piece of advice; there was no need to monitor how He Lao would handle it. The urgent matter was to find a way to treat his amnesia.


    "Dad, are you really going to do as he said?"


    Seeing Su Chen walk away, He Tian hurriedly approached and asked in a low voice.


    Smack!


    He Lao turned around and slapped him, scolding, "The master has spoken, and you dare to scheme here. I told you back then that this bronze nail is unusual. Now, look at the mess we''re in!"


    Holding his stinging and numb face, He Tian muttered in a low voice, "You were so happy when we brought it back. Now you''re settling scores after the fact."


    "Shut up! Do you believe I''ll beat you to death!"


    "No, no, no. I''ll find someone to box with right away."


    He Tian, seeing the situation turning unfavorable, nodded like a chick pecking at rice and quickly ran off with his accomplice.


    However, no matter how fast he was, he couldn''t keep up with the speed of the news spreading.


    In just over ten minutes, the entire antique street was in chaos. Many shop owners with some assets released statements, offering high prices to invite the renowned artifact restorer back to the antique street.


    Of course, the antique circle was a small community. Once the news left the antique street, it couldn''t travel far for the time being.


    In a milky-white Mini Cooper, Su Chen seemed like a passerby out of sync with the world, looking at the rapidly passing street scenes in confusion.


    Everything was unfamiliar.


    Except for the scenes of him repairing artifacts in the darkness, he knew nothing.


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    Lin Wanqing drove the car, occasionally glancing at Su Chen when observing the situation behind, and seeing him like this, she couldn''t help but feel a tightness in her heart. Trying to ease the atmosphere, she said, "Um, did you really forget who you are back there?"


    "Hmm?"


    Su Chen was pulled out of his daze, and he smiled, "It''s not that serious. At least I remember my name, Su Chen."


    Lin Wanqing silently repeated the name several times, making an effort to remember it.


    Then she said, "You really helped me a lot in the Antique Saint Pavilion just now. After I take this Qing porcelain ox back, I''ll immediately help you contact the best neurologist to help you recover your memories."


    "Thank you, Miss Lin Wanqing."


    "No need to be so polite. If you consider me a friend, just call me Wanqing. That''s what my dad calls me."


    Speaking of which, Lin Wanqing''s heart beat rapidly, afraid that Su Chen would refuse.


    Little did she know, Su Chen was momentarily stunned at this moment.


    Just as he turned his head, wanting to call out Lin Wanqing''s name, a voice jumped into his mind: "Lin Wanqing, 21 years old, female, height 1.73 meters, bust-waist-hip measurements 90-60-90, menstrual cycle on the fifteenth day of each month, inner thoughts: What if he doesn''t call me Wanqing? Does that mean we can''t be friends? Will I still see him in the future?"


    These eyes could even read a woman''s thoughts?


    Su Chen was thoroughly shocked.


    At the same time, he found it somewhat amusing.


    Reading minds was one thing, but how could he read a girl''s measurements and menstrual cycle? Were these eyes not serious at all?


    "Su Chen?"


    Just as he was laughing, he suddenly heard Lin Wanqing''s weak voice.


    Seeing the girl looking anxious, as if she had seen the result she was most worried about, Su Chen quickly smiled and said, "Okay, I''ll call you Wanqing from now on."


    "Great!"


    Lin Wanqing happily smiled. The sweet smile, like a spring breeze, made people''s breath catch. "By the way, since we left the antique street, I''ve been wanting to ask you: can that descendant nail really bring misfortune to the He family?"


    Su Chen smiled and said, "Whether it has an effect or not depends on belief. There may be some scientific reasoning behind what I said. The descendant nail was indeed dug out from a coffin, exposed to the corpse''s corpse gas for a long time, and bacteria must have grown. Besides, the emperor''s cypress is delicate, and being together with the descendant nail would naturally cause decay. Moreover, the business of the Antique Saint Pavilion, disturbed by our actions, has likely spread the origin of the descendant nail throughout the antique street. If they refuse to follow through, who would dare to consume in their store? Don''t you think it''s ominous?"


    Lin Wanqing listened with a slightly open mouth, completely unexpected that behind this supernatural talk, there were so many logically rigorous explanations.


    Seeing that she had absorbed it, Su Chen added a few more words, "As for asking him to send the descendant nail back to the Liu family, it''s just letting him return the item to its original owner. Whether the Liu family buries the descendant nail back in the tomb or sells it as an antique, that''s their own business. But this is their ancestral possession. For the He family to seize it is naturally not acceptable."


    In the conversation, a sense of heroism emerged, causing Lin Wanqing to feel a bit overwhelmed.


    After about half an hour, Lin Wanqing drove the car to an office building, pointing not far away and saying, "Look, that''s our shop."


    Su Chen looked over and saw that the shop wasn''t large, but the location was excellent. It was the visual focal point of the entire office building. From the appearance of the shop, the decoration style was elegant and simple, with a slightly out-of-the-ordinary, high-end atmosphere. Unlike those grandiose shops that were eager to display wealth, it exuded an air of sophistication.


    "You can tell that Uncle is a person of great integrity."


    "Oh, it''s quite a coincidence. You''re the second person to describe my dad like that."


    "Who was the first?"


    Su Chen casually asked.


    Lin Wanqing stopped the car and smiled, "It''s the client we''re going to deal with this time. She''s a big shot, a guest lecturer at the city hospital, a renowned doctor nationwide, Grandma Jiang Hui. As for her granddaughter, she''s the neurologist I want to help you contact, Dr. Jiang Qianyu. In a little while, Grandma Jiang will come to pick up the item. It

 Ceramic Healing

    Parking the car, Su Chen followed Lin Wanqing quickly to this shop.


    The shop was named after Lin Wanqing, called Wanqing Studio, and its style matched the storefront. Upon entering, it exuded a subtle and luxurious atmosphere.


    In front of a glass display case, a middle-aged man was carefully wiping a few ancient coins, presumably Lin Wanqing''s father.


    "Dad, I''m back."


    Lin Wanqing sweetly called out, "Let me introduce a friend to you. His name is Su Chen, whom I met in the antique street. Without him, I wouldn''t have retrieved the items you wanted today!"


    The middle-aged man, with a dignified appearance, especially his sharp eyebrows and eyes, had an extraordinary temperament. No wonder he could have a daughter as stunning as Lin Wanqing; his charisma alone could captivate many.


    Lifting his gaze, he gently assessed Su Chen, smiling as he spoke, "So, young man, you are the benefactor of our small store. May I ask how to address you?"


    "Just call me Su Chen."


    Su Chen nodded and gestured, "Strictly speaking, it was Wanqing who found me in the antique street. She is my benefactor."


    The middle-aged man was slightly surprised, "What''s going on?"


    Lin Wanqing immediately described the experience on the antique street, especially emphasizing the restoration of cultural relics, making Su Chen''s skill of revitalization sound like a divine power.


    "You really understand the art of revitalization!"


    The middle-aged man had obviously heard of this miraculous skill and regarded Su Chen highly. He spoke softly, "I''ve heard many people talk about the wonders of seeking remnants and the art of revitalization, but I have yet to see it. I wonder when you, young man, can enlighten me, Lin Xiongye."


    Lin Wanqing quickly exchanged a few eye signals with her father, "Dad, Su Chen is someone respected by Master He. It''s not just about a word from you; he doesn''t need to show off in public. If you really want to see, wait until Grandma Jiang arrives. You can talk to her and see if she can arrange for Su Chen to check on the memory loss matter at Grandma Jiang''s place."


    "Haha, no problem with that."


    Lin Xiongye was straightforward. Upon hearing his daughter''s words, he immediately took charge of the matter.


    Su Chen smiled, thanked Lin Xiongye, and then found a chair to sit down, idly examining the objects in the shop. He also tested his magical eyes.


    "Silver coin from the 34th year of Beiyang, damaged, slight damage to the characters."


    "Copper lamp from the Ming Xuande period, damaged, serious damage on the left side of the lamp body, slight damage at the bottom."


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    "Cloisonn¨¦ high-footed vase from the Jingtai period, damaged, severe color peeling on the bottle body, and cracked damage at the mouth."


    Interestingly, after this round of observation, it seemed that only damaged items could trigger his eyes'' reaction. Well-preserved ones didn''t catch his attention.


    It seemed like these magical eyes were a perfect match with his revitalization skill!


    Could it be the "Seeking Remnants Eyes" mentioned by Master He and Lin Xiongye?


    "Grandma Jiang is here."


    Suddenly, Lin Wanqing excitedly spoke.


    Hearing Lin Wanqing''s voice, Su Chen couldn''t help but smile. Earlier in the car, he had already read this girl''s thoughts. It probably had nothing to do with the Seeking Remnants Eyes.


    Then, following the sound, Su Chen looked over. A spirited old lady walked into the shop. Although her attire was simple, the few pieces of amber on her wrist were not ordinary.


    It seemed that Grandma Jiang was also a seasoned antique enthusiast.


    "Grandma Jiang."


    Lin Wanqing called out, went forward to take Grandma Jiang''s hand, and said, "You''ve finally come. I just found some excellent porcelain for you."


    Grandma Jiang nodded with satisfaction, "Lin girl is considerate. She knows that this old lady wants these items. She found them for me early in the morning."


    "Uh, I have to apologize first."


    Lin Wanqing stuck out her tongue and said embarrassedly, "For these porcelain items, I only found one for you. However, the quality is excellent, and its value is much higher than the ones you originally wanted. I guarantee you will be satisfied."


    Just now, she had shown her father the celadon calf and received Lin Xiongye''s praise. Although it was different from the agreed-upon items, she was still confident.


    However, Grandma Jiang''s expression seemed a bit unnatural after hearing this.


    "It''s not those porcelain items."


    Grandma Jiang spoke solemnly. With her kind and gentle appearance, when she turned serious, it exerted significant pressure.


    The atmosphere in the shop immediately became tense, and even the air seemed a bit oppressive.


    Seeing this, Lin Xiongye quickly clapped his hands with a smile, easing the tension, "The porcelain has been changed, but I guarantee that the replacement is much better than the agreed-upon items. How about I take them out now for you to inspect?"


    "No need to rush."


    Grandma Jiang refused, holding Lin Wanqing''s small hand, as if clinging to the last hope, "Lin girl, I have only one question for you. Is the replaced porcelain item from the Jin Dynasty in Jingdezhen?"


    Lin Wanqing hesitated, but dared not deceive, "It''s celadon from the Southern Song Dynasty."


    "Then forget it."


    The hope in Grandma Jiang''s eyes instantly vanished, and she sighed heavily, "I only collect blue and white porcelain from the Jin Dynasty in Jingdezhen. For items from other periods, even if they are more valuable, I currently don''t have the mood to appreciate them."


    Lin Xiongye was a little surprised, instinctively saying, "Jingdezhen porcelain originated in the Jin Dynasty, but apart from the works of Zhao Kai, the founder of Jingdezhen porcelain, other Jin Dynasty porcelains are not considered valuable. They are far inferior to the celadon calf brought back by Wanqing. Professor Jiang, why do you specifically want this white porcelain from the Jin Dynasty?"


    Although he knew that Grandma Jiang wouldn''t deliberately tarnish Wanqing Studio because of this, Grandma Jiang might not keep it a secret from her own family. Once this information leaked out, it might be manipulated by some unscrupulous people in the antique circle. After some embellishment, Wanqing Studio''s reputation might be ruined.


    Grandma Jiang hesitated, as if she had something difficult to say.


    Just then, Su Chen, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up.


    "Are you using porcelain to treat an illness?"


    "How do you know!"


    Grandma Jiang turned her gaze sharply, unbelievably assessing the young man in front of her.


    What she didn''t know was that when she sighed helplessly just now, Su Chen had already activated the power of his eyes, reading her thoughts completely.


    "Jiang Hui, seventy-nine years old, female, height..."


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    "Porcelain, healing people?"


    Although Su Chen''s words exposed Grandma Jiang''s intentions, the combination of these two unrelated terms couldn''t convince Lin Xiongye and his daughter.


    Especially Lin Xiongye, who was quite knowledgeable in the antique world but had never heard of any porcelain having the power to heal people.


    It sounded like a fantasy!


    Or was there some hidden meaning?


    Lin Xiongye thought of a possibility and asked, "Professor Jiang, when you say healing, do you mean emotional healing?"


    Many antique enthusiasts have their favorite items, and some are deeply attached to them. If they can''t obtain their desired items, it might lead to sadness, sleepless nights, and even various illnesses.


    If that was the case, Lin Xiongye could understand.


    However, Grandma Jiang shook her head, sighing, "It''s for my grandson. His family recently suffered a fire, and when he was rescued, he suffered severe burns. His life is hanging by a thread. I need the Qingbai porcelain from Jin Dynasty in Jingdezhen to treat the burns."


    Gasp!


    Hearing about such a young child''s plight, Lin Wanshuang couldn''t help covering her mouth in shock.


    Lin Xiongye sighed and said, "I understand your feelings, and I know there are many effective folk remedies in your traditional Chinese medicine system. But using porcelain to treat burns is beyond belief."


    "I have no other choice."


    Grandma Jiang said with a worried expression, "The child is only four years old and can''t endure such severe burns. Currently, he can only receive treatment in the ICU, and the cure rate is only a pitiful thirty percent. That''s why I turned to ancient books and found this ancient prescription. But I''m not sure about its authenticity."


    Lin Xiongye sighed, not knowing how to console her.


    At this moment, Su Chen suddenly spoke up.


    "Are you using porcelain to cure diseases?"


    "What!"


    As Su Chen''s words fell, everyone in the room was shocked.


    Grandma Jiang stared at this young man with disbelief, feeling even more curious about him. Not only did he see through her thoughts just now, but now he firmly believed that porcelain could indeed be used for healing. Could it be...


    Suddenly energized, Grandma Jiang asked, "Young man, do you also understand traditional Chinese medicine?"


    "I don''t."


    Su Chen shook his head but still looked serious, "But I understand antiques. The ancient prescription you mentioned is from the ''Shengji Lu.'' It suggests grinding Jin porcelain from Jingdezhen into powder, adding water to it, mixing it with tung oil, and applying it to the affected area."


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    Grandma Jiang''s dim eyes gradually brightened with hope, "You''re right. It''s from the ''Shengji Lu.'' But the problem is, I need Jin porcelain from Jingdezhen in Jin Dynasty. The porcelain Lin girl brought me is of no use."


    "I''m sorry, Grandma."


    Understanding the situation, Lin Wanshuang felt self-blame, "I''ll go to the antique street now and buy back the porcelain from the He family."


    However, as she lifted her foot, her slender shoulder was gently held by someone.


    Su Chen gently shook his head at her, "No need to go. I''ve seen those porcelain pieces. They are indeed from Jingdezhen, but the era is wrong. They are from the Song Dynasty."


    "But He Tian told me they were porcelain vases from the Jin Dynasty."


    "That guy who knows nothing, of course, thinks it''s normal."


    Su Chen''s expression was calm, "Jingdezhen''s porcelain in the Jin Dynasty had a single color and rough craftsmanship. There are probably not many surviving pieces. It might be difficult to acquire them temporarily."


    "Ah!"


    This was like a bolt from the blue, striking Grandma Jiang.


    In fact, she had only held a glimmer of hope for the ancient prescription. Even if she couldn''t buy Jin Dynasty porcelain, it wouldn''t matter much to her. But after Su Chen''s affirmation, she suddenly gained confidence in the prescription. Now, failing to acquire it felt like her emotions plummeted into an abyss.


    A few words made Grandma Jiang seem to age several years, and the wrinkles on her face deepened.


    "Grandma Jiang, don''t be too hasty to give up."


    Seeing Grandma Jiang''s expression, Su Chen changed the subject, "Complete Jin Dynasty porcelain is indeed hard to find. However, it doesn''t mean there are no pieces of Jin Dynasty Jingdezhen artifacts in the porcelain fragment market."


    Porcelain fragment market?


    When these four words landed, both Lin Xiongye and Grandma Jiang lifted their heads simultaneously.


    They were too preoccupied with sighs and sorrows, forgetting about the porcelain fragment market!


    "That''s right!"


    Lin Xiongye clapped his hands and laughed, "Professor Jiang, since you''re using porcelain for medicine, you don''t care if it''s intact. Broken porcelain pieces are medicine just like complete vases and bowls!"


    "Reasonable. We''ve all been bound by conventional thinking."


    Grandma Jiang nodded heavily, "Mr. Lin, do you have any porcelain fragments here?"


    "That''s for sure. Please wait a moment."


    After saying that, Lin Xiongye went to the inner room. When he came out again, he dragged out a large box filled with various-shaped porcelain pieces.


    Lin Xiongye smiled and said, "I''m planning to take on an apprentice. These broken porcelain pieces are bought for my apprentice to practice discerning eyes. It just happens to be useful today."


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    However, Lin Wanshuang was a bit worried and asked, "Dad, I remember these porcelain pieces are not worth much. Can there really be artifacts from the Jin Dynasty inside?"


    "I don''t know."


    Lin Xiongye shrugged, "But luckily, these porcelain pieces are incomplete, and you can clearly see the fetal quality inside. It''s difficult to fake, and if we can find Jin Dynasty artifacts, they would undoubtedly be genuine. Let''s not waste time. Let''s start searching."


    After saying that, Lin Xiongye didn''t care much and spread a blanket on the ground. He directly overturned the box, and hundreds of porcelain fragments clattered out. The antique porcelain pieces included Song Dynasty Yingqing, Yuan Dynasty blue and white, and Qing Dynasty enamel, among others.


    Su Chen and Lin Xiongye, both experts in this field, quickly classified these porcelain fragments. However, when it came to identifying Qingbai porcelain, Lin Xiongye''s speed inevitably slowed down. The reason was that the criteria were not only Jin Dynasty but also Jingdezhen-produced works.


    Distinguishing dynasties from porcelain pieces might not be difficult, but determining their origin requires stopping and carefully discerning.


    For some porcelain pieces with high difficulty in identification, even specialized instruments are needed to analyze their fetal quality and reconstruct their patterns to determine their origin.


    "Late, bring the magnifying glass over. I need to take a closer look."


    Lin Xiongye rubbed his eyes, stretched out his hand for a while, but received no response.


    After a moment of surprise, Lin Xiongye realized that his precious daughter was completely focused on Su Chen alone.


    This girl!


    Lin Xiongye smiled helplessly, but when he turned his head

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    Lin Xiongye was naturally unaware that Su Chen, while selecting pieces of porcelain, did not observe the fetal texture or study the patterns. He only needed a simple glance to determine their origins.


    However, the superpower, though fast, brought a heavy burden to Su Chen''s eyes.


    In just a short while, Su Chen felt a burning sensation in his eyes, and his vision became blurred, with tears streaming down uncontrollably.


    "Uh..."


    Lin Xiongye was bewildered. How could Su Chen make himself cry while selecting ancient porcelain?


    Seeing this scene, Lin Wanshuang became anxious. She quickly took out a handkerchief and gently wiped Su Chen''s eyes.


    After wiping away the tears and closing his eyes for a while, the dizziness gradually faded. Su Chen opened his eyes and found that his vision was unaffected. He sighed with relief, realizing the importance of preserving his energy.


    "Wanshuang, thank you."


    He smiled faintly at Lin Wanshuang and then lowered his head, pointing at the ten porcelain pieces he had selected. Speaking softly, he said, "Grandma Jiang, our luck is good. Among these ancient porcelain pieces, there are ten that meet the criteria. They should be sufficient."


    Grandma Jiang, Lin Xiongye, and Lin Wanshuang were stunned. They couldn''t believe that Su Chen could find porcelain pieces from the Jin Dynasty in such a short time.


    Lin Xiongye, feeling a bit embarrassed, coughed and said, "Su Chen, I know you have a passion for antiques, but your hasty selection may lead to mistakes, right?"


    "Mr. Lin, it''s normal if you don''t believe me."


    Su Chen''s tone remained calm. "However, if I arrange these porcelain pieces, you will understand their origins."


    While speaking, Su Chen picked up the ten porcelain pieces and rapidly assembled three patterns like a jigsaw puzzle. Although the pieces didn''t fit perfectly due to the gaps, the original shapes seemed to be imprinted in Su Chen''s mind. When he arranged the three patterns, Lin Xiongye and the others automatically filled in the missing details in their minds.


    "Yes, yes!"


    Lin Xiongye was excited and trembling. He could hardly believe his eyes. "The first pattern is a common strip pattern on white porcelain in the Jin Dynasty. The second pattern should be a beast-face ring-pouring head on a porcelain bottle, and the third pattern is an advanced hollow-out technique. The delicate texture suggests it might be the work of the porcelain master Zhao Kai!"


    Su Chen smiled and shook his head inwardly. Lin Xiongye was knowledgeable but lacked experience in eyesight.


    This hollow-out technique in the Jin Dynasty was indeed exquisite, but attributing it to Zhao Kai alone was an oversimplification. These broken porcelain pieces did have delicate textures, but Zhao Kai, revered as the ancestor of porcelain artists in later generations, had far superior skills!


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    However, these details were irrelevant to treating the child. Su Chen didn''t see the need to explain them.


    Grandma Jiang extended a trembling hand. Seemingly in disbelief, she asked, "Mr. Lin, are you sure these are the Jin Dynasty porcelain pieces I need?"


    Lin Xiongye confidently reassured her, "Madam, rest assured. These are definitely objects from the Jin Dynasty, during the Jin kiln in Jingdezhen!"


    "That''s great!"


    Grandma Jiang took out a bank card. "Feel free to name your price. I''ll take all ten of these porcelain pieces as a token of appreciation."


    Lin Xiongye declined, saying, "These ancient porcelain pieces are of little value. I can''t take your money for them. Consider them a gift."


    "How can I accept that? How about this, you take out the celadon ox that your daughter mentioned. I''ll buy it as a way to thank you for helping me search for so long."


    "Let''s not rush things. Treating your grandson is the priority. Once he recovers, then we can look at that celadon ox."


    Lin Xiongye insisted and packed the porcelain pieces without giving them to Grandma Jiang. He then suggested, "Which hospital is it? I''ll drive you there."


    Grandma Jiang worriedly asked, "What about your business here?"


    "The business is not important."


    Lin Xiongye glanced at Su Chen seriously. "There''s a small bed in the warehouse. If you don''t mind, you can rest there."


    However, Su Chen shook his head. "I''ll go with you."


    "That''s fine. Let''s go quickly."


    The four of them got into Lin Xiongye''s car and headed towards the hospital.


    On the way, Su Chen kept his eyes closed, allowing them to rest fully. Although he wouldn''t need his eyesight for the hospital visit, he had a vague sense that this trip might not go smoothly.


    It was better to conserve energy to be on the safe side.


    After about half an hour, the group arrived outside the ICU of the city hospital. A doctor was waiting there, and upon seeing Grandma Jiang, he hurriedly approached. "Professor, is there really a way to cure Xiao Bei?"


    "Let''s give it a try."


    Grandma Jiang took a deep breath, signaling Lin Xiongye to hand over the broken porcelain pieces to the doctor. "Crush them into powder, mix them evenly with tung oil, and then apply it to Xiao Bei''s affected areas."


    The doctor took the cloth-wrapped pieces and unconsciously opened it to take a look. He was instantly dumbfounded. "Broken porcelain pieces?"


    If Grandma Jiang were not the most prestigious professor in the hospital, anyone with a hundred times more courage wouldn''t dare to use broken porcelain pieces as medicine!


    "Yes, time is running out. Follow my instructions and do it."


    "No!"


    At this moment, a voice rang out like a resounding bell.


    Su Chen furrowed his brows and looked towards the source of the voice.


    A man in his sixties was briskly approaching. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk''s, exuding a strong sense of oppression. Accompanying him were four or five mature male doctors, likely in their forties or fifties. In a hospital, it was a place that valued experience, so these ages likely indicated they held positions such as directors or vice directors.


    With such an elite team, the old man''s aura was even more overwhelming.


    "Professor Jiang, I understand your urgency to save a life, but you can''t randomly use medicine. We''ve rejected this method three or four times. Why are you so persistent?"


    As soon as the old man spoke, he criticized Professor Jiang.


    The four or five doctors accompanying him seemed to be in agreement with him, nodding their heads.


    The words "medicine from broken porcelain" spread in the quiet corridor, immediately drawing the attention of many passersby¡ªpatients and their families. For a moment, the murmurs and gossip intensified.


    "Isn''t that the famous Professor Jiang and Professor Wei? Why are they arguing? What''s this about using porcelain as medicine? Is Professor Jiang losing her mind? How can she dare to use such absurd and baseless folk remedy?"


    "Don''t spread rumors. Professor Jiang is the most famous traditional Chinese medicine doctor in Jin Nan City. If her remedy is effective, what if she hears about your words? You won''t be able to ask her for

 You all are not worthy of the title of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners

    Unlike Su Chen, upon hearing the voices around, the doctors led by Professor Wei, who were already arrogant, suddenly became even more proud.


    In the past, they were always respectful to Granny Jiang in the hospital. When could they ever reject Granny Jiang''s prescription like they were doing now?!


    Especially Professor Wei, with a radiant face, seemed not to be discussing a treatment plan but winning a war.


    He was the second most distinguished traditional Chinese medicine doctor in this hospital, next only to Granny Jiang. Although he showed surface respect to Granny Jiang, he always harbored dissatisfaction. This time, the patient was Granny Jiang''s family, and Granny Jiang was anxious for quick results in treatment. So, from the beginning, Granny Jiang chose to avoid the confrontation.


    There''s an ancient saying: "Physicians don''t treat themselves."


    This applies not only to oneself but also to family members.


    The child''s parents, having suffered varying degrees of burns in the fire, were currently in the general ward, unable to step forward and make the final decision.


    It can be said that whoever is the child''s attending physician holds absolute authority.


    "Professor Jiang, you better listen to us, settle down, and patiently wait at home."


    Professor Wei, hands behind his back, exuded an imposing aura between the lines.


    Granny Jiang''s expression fluctuated. Finally, she made up her mind, "Professor Wei Tiefeng, this plan is not groundless. I obtained it from ancient texts. You can go back and verify it, but my grandson is lying on his sickbed, and I must save him!"


    "What ancient texts!"


    Wei Tiefeng''s expression changed, revealing anger. "You must know that even in the classical Chinese medical texts, there are many unreasonable things. Over generations, many prescriptions have been rejected and discarded. You''re the only one who still has hope for such a prescription. I think you''re delusional. This is not about saving lives; it''s about harming people!"


    In his words, he occasionally looked at the doctors around him, instantly gaining support.


    The crowd of white-coated doctors also joined in the attack.


    "Yes, Professor Jiang. In the modern Chinese medicine system, many unscientific drugs have been eliminated. Your ideas are a bit outdated."


    "You should listen to Professor Wei. As the attending physician for this case, he will surely do his best to give you a healthy grandson."


    "Your complexion doesn''t look too good. I think you''ve been overwhelmed by these matters recently. It''s better to go home and rest."


    Granny Jiang had never been ostracized by doctors like today. For a moment, her face turned dark, and her body trembled slightly.


    Seeing this, Lin Wanqing sympathetically supported Granny Jiang. She noticed that Granny Jiang''s hands were extremely cold.


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    Lin Xiongye also spoke up, "Doctors, I understand your concerns, but Professor Jiang is the most outstanding traditional Chinese medicine expert in the city. Regardless of her being the patient''s family, just based on her identity, she proposed a treatment plan. Shouldn''t you sit down, discuss it together, and then make a decision?"


    "This gentleman, I already said we rejected this prescription more than three times."


    Wei Tiefeng''s tone was stern, "Moreover, the doctors who think Professor Jiang should not be involved are not only us, the old folks, but also... Dr. Jiang, can you come out and say something?"


    As he finished speaking, the doctors around voluntarily made some space.


    At the back of the crowd, a young and beautiful female doctor walked out.


    Seeing her name badge, Lin Wanqing''s mouth opened slightly in surprise, astonished.


    Su Chen was also slightly stunned.


    Is this Jiang Qianyu?


    Granny Jiang''s granddaughter!


    Jiang Qianyu had snow-white skin and exquisite facial features. Although her loose white coat concealed her perfect curves, her icy demeanor gave the impression of an iceberg. There was an instinctive sense of distance.


    Jiang Qianyu calmly spoke, "Grandma, I understand your feelings, but this time, we really can''t adopt your plan."


    "Qianyu, you..."


    Granny Jiang''s figure swayed. If it weren''t for Lin Wanqing''s support, she might have fainted.


    Nothing was more devastating than the denial of her family.


    At this moment, two cold laughs suddenly sounded beside Lin Wanqing.


    Finally unable to bear the silence, Su Chen stepped forward, coldly staring at Jiang Qianyu, "Dr. Jiang, I heard you are a neurologist, right?"


    "Yes."


    Jiang Qianyu looked at Su Chen somewhat unexpectedly. However, she quickly regained her calm demeanor. "But I also know that using porcelain in medicine is absurd!"


    Su Chen was even more disdainful, unleashing a series of accusations.


    "For something you don''t understand, to dismiss it as absurd is simply ridiculous!"


    "Even more ridiculous is this group of incompetent traditional Chinese doctors behind you!"


    "Blind to reality, thinking they understand the whole world just because they''ve studied traditional Chinese medicine for decades!"


    These words, spoken with confidence by Su Chen, castigated the group of doctors thoroughly.


    Wei Tiefeng widened his eyes, unable to hold back the situation. "Who are you? Don''t flaunt your prowess here. Let me tell you, no one understands the patient''s condition better than me. He is still young, and he can''t bear this level of burns. Even if we use the most advanced methods abroad, there''s only a ten percent chance of recovery. And you''re here talking to me about using porcelain in medicine!"


    "Ten percent!"


    Granny Jiang''s pupils shook, angered by this statement. "Professor Wei, what did you tell me earlier? Wasn''t there still a thirty percent chance of recovery?"


    Jiang Qianyu also swayed, turning around in disbelief.


    It seemed that even she had been kept in the dark.


    Wei Tiefeng raised his head, solemnly saying, "You are the family member and the professor doctor. I have to hide the true situation from you. Also, initially, there indeed was a thirty percent chance, but, as you know, we have an internal medicine prescription to maintain his life. However, we haven''t found a way for external application yet."


    "Nonsense!"


    Granny Jiang was so angry that she almost jumped, directly instructing the doctor she had contacted earlier, "Quickly grind these porcelain pieces, follow my prescription, and apply it!"


    Wei Tiefeng stepped forward to stop her.


    However, a figure rushed forward first.


    Looking at Su Chen, who suddenly appeared like a mountain, Wei Tiefeng''s body went soft, "What, what do you want?"


    Su Chen questioned, "With such a low cure rate, are you doing nothing at all?!"


    "We..."


    Wei Tiefeng felt an inexplicable guilt and said, "We are still discussing the treatment plan."


    Su Chen''s momentum surged, sneering, "The prescription is already here. You don''t acknowledge it and let the condition deteriorate. In my eyes, you are not fit to be doctors!"


    "What gives you the right to say this?"


    "I''ll tell you why!"


    Su Chen didn''t give him a chance to speak and directly interrupted, "Compendium of Materia Medica states that porcelain, especially fine porcelain, has a mild smell and is non-toxic. It is used to treat women''s excessive bleeding, vomiting, broken blood, and to stop bleeding. Grinding

 Grandma, Im sorry.

    "The ''Compendium of Materia Medica'' says..."


    "The ''Universal Relief Prescriptions'' state that porcelain, when finely ground, is used in cases of convulsions; dip the powder in saliva and apply it under the tongue. This can treat various throat conditions!"


    "The ''Sacred Remedy Record'' mentions using fragments of Jingdezhen blue porcelain bowls, grinding them, mixing them with tung oil, and applying it multiple times to heal burns!"


    Su Chen spoke with confidence, quoting several prescriptions from well-known ancient medical texts. His recitation was flawless, as if he were the original author of these medical classics!


    The onlookers, especially the arrogant doctors led by Wei Professor, now wore expressions of shame and guilt. Even Wei Professor himself seemed taken aback.


    After Su Chen''s detailed explanation of various ancient formulas, the previously skeptical doctors were now in awe. The crowd erupted with applause and support for Su Chen, praising him for his knowledge and defending Grandma Jiang.


    Grandma Jiang''s face softened, and she spoke to the doctors around her, instructing them on the proper application of the medicine. However, at that moment, Jiang Qianyu stepped forward voluntarily.


    "Little Bei is my brother''s child. No one can do better than me," she declared confidently.


    Grandma Jiang, visibly moved, said, "Qianyu, I trust you."


    Jiang Qianyu hugged the bundle containing the crushed porcelain and walked away with a cold glance at Wei Professor. Her high-heeled shoes echoed a crisp rhythm as she left.


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    Wei Professor, still wearing a stern expression, approached Grandma Jiang, ready to criticize again. However, before he could say anything, Su Chen intervened.


    "What you call ''absurd'' has just worked a miracle. The porcelain powder, coupled with genuine fragments, has saved the child. Your hesitation and concealment of the real situation led to this medical incident. You bear responsibility," Su Chen said, cutting off Wei Professor''s attempt to argue.


    Wei Professor''s face turned hot, and he excused himself to the nearby restroom, where he angrily slapped himself.


    "Wei Professor, you''ve become a laughingstock!" he scolded himself.


    Meanwhile, Grandma Jiang, filled with gratitude, approached Su Chen. She bowed sincerely, expressing her thanks and promising full support for any future endeavors he might have.


    Jiang Qianyu returned with a surprising announcement. The treatment had successfully improved the child''s condition. The swelling had reduced, and vital signs were stabilizing.


    This news brought relief to everyone present, and the applause resonated even louder. Wei Professor and his colleagues could only watch the scene unfold with regret and self-reproach.


    In the midst of the celebration, Grandma Jiang turned to Su Chen and introduced him to Jiang Qianyu, mentioning his role in finding the ancient porcelain.


    Jiang Qianyu, initially indifferent, now wore a curious expression. Su Chen couldn''t help but smile at the way Grandma Jiang framed the introduction.


    "Jiang Qianyu, let me tell you, the vastness and profundity of traditional Chinese medicine go far beyond the narrow views of people like Wei Professor. You should not underestimate the knowledge contained in these ancient texts," Su Chen advised.


    Grandma Jiang, delighted with Su Chen''s contribution, expressed her gratitude once again, promising her full support for any future endeavors he might undertake.


    As the crowd dispersed, Su Chen found himself in the company of Grandma Jiang, Jiang Qianyu, and even Lin Wanshuang. The events of the day had brought them together, setting the stage for a collaboration that would leave a lasting impact on their lives.