Chapter 28

"Y-You want to murder me?" Yang Kang was furious. The fatso had accidentally hit him, which was an accident, but just now, it was definitely intentional.

Without much thought, he kicked the fat man.

"Be careful, be careful." The fat man hurriedly reached out to hold his foot and said, "Alright, don't use too much force, or you'll hurt yourself again, and it will still be you who feels the pain."

Yang Kang was stunned. Only then did he come to his senses and realize that his originally swollen and immobile foot could actually move. Although it still hurt, it was nothing like before, where even the slightest touch was unbearable.

He sat on the ground and tried to twist his ankle. It hurt, but it could move. Being able to move meant the bone wasn't broken, and he wouldn't be crippled. Instantly, his heart, which had been hanging, relaxed, and he said, "It hurts like hell."

"I told you it would be fine," the fat man said hurriedly. "Boss, if you go to the hospital and don't meet a professional orthopedic doctor, you might be in pain for a couple of months."

"Alright, do you expect me to thank you?" Yang Kang felt depressed. Was this fatso blind while driving his electric scooter?

"No, no, I just said that," the fat man laughed awkwardly.

"Hey!" Yang Kang's gaze suddenly paused, landing on the fat man's chest. Due to the heat, the fat man was wearing a short-sleeved shirt. Now, he had taken off the shirt to pad the ground, exposing his upper body. The fat man's skin was tanned, but it was shiny and healthy.

Of course, even if the fat man was very healthy, Yang Kang wouldn't care. However, hanging on the fat man's chest was a round jade pendant, carved with what looked like lilies or trumpet vines, made of high-quality white jade with a faint golden skin...

Yang Kang could tell at a glance that this was an ancient jade. There was a clear dark red patina, which was likely blood patina, so he couldn't help but touch it.

When his fingers touched the jade, a sense of spiritual energy spread.

"Boss, do you like this old stone?" The fat man saw that he seemed interested in the jade and immediately took it off his neck, then without asking, hung it around Yang Kang's neck.

"What are you doing?" Yang Kang hurriedly asked.

"Boss, I... I hit you, so don't ask for compensation. I'll give you this old stone," the fat man laughed awkwardly.

"No way!" Yang Kang shook his head. Then he looked down at the jade pendant that the fat man had forcibly hung around his neck, touched it, and felt the high-quality white jade, which was smooth and fine, with a layer of oil-like texture. In the sunlight, the jade was dense and not transparent, extremely white and delicate.

When he was young, his father had found a high-quality Han Dynasty white jade lock. Because it was small, he had always worn it on his wrist. He remembered his father saying it was real white jade, which was hard to find in the jade market. Although he later sold it, because he had worn it since childhood, he was very sensitive to the texture of white jade.

The jade material of this pendant was no worse than the Han Dynasty jade lock he used to wear. The carving was fresh and elegant, smooth and round. The flowers on the jade pendant were trumpet vines, carved in a realistic style, with two flowers intertwined, vivid and lifelike. With the golden skin, even if it wasn't ancient jade, it would be quite valuable in a modern jewelry store.

"Boss, let's make a deal. I collect scrap," the fat man said with a sad face. "I'll give you this old stone, and you don't ask for compensation. I really don't have any money." As he spoke, he pointed to the old tricycle parked nearby, which was loaded with old cardboard and rusty scrap metal.

"This..." Yang Kang hesitated. He really liked the jade pendant with the trumpet vines, but the problem was that it was quite valuable. How could he accept it?

"Fat man, where did you get this jade pendant?" Yang Kang decided to ask.

"I collected it as scrap," the fat man said hurriedly. "Boss, if you like it, I'll give it to you. In the future, when I collect garbage, I'll keep an eye out for you. If I find something, I'll save it for you. Don't ask for compensation, okay?"

"Is this really something you collected as scrap?" Yang Kang was curious. It wasn't uncommon to find valuable items while collecting scrap. He had heard before that a wasteful person once sold a Tang Bohu painting as scrap.

"Yes!" The fat man, seeing his interest, explained hurriedly, "I saw that you city people like to wear stones around your necks, so I bought a string and wore it around my neck..." As he spoke, he looked at Yang Kang with a shy expression.

"I really like your jade pendant!" Yang Kang didn't hide his feelings. He genuinely liked the white jade pendant with the trumpet vines.

"Good, good!" The fat man said, "Sit still." Then he ran to his electric scooter.

Yang Kang was stunned, thinking, "Is he really going to run away like this?"

But before he could finish his thought, the fat man returned with a bowl, placed it on the ground, took out a medicine bottle, poured some medicine, and applied it to Yang Kang's ankle, saying, "It's a bit hot, boss, bear with it."

Yang Kang finally came to his senses. The fat man really knew how to treat injuries and had some medicine with him. It seemed he was telling the truth about his family's traditional skills.

"Ouch!" At that moment, Yang Kang felt a burning sensation on his ankle and couldn't help but ask, "Why is it so hot?"

"This is a special medicine for treating injuries. If it's not hot, it won't work," the fat man laughed. "Boss, bear with it for three to five minutes."

"Okay?" Yang Kang nodded, understanding. Suddenly, he found the fat man quite likable. Although he had hit him, he didn't run away irresponsibly and knew how to treat injuries. He smiled and said, "I'm Yang Kang, not 'boss.' Don't call me boss."

"Yang Kang?" The fat man repeated his name twice and then asked, stunned, "Little Prince?"

"Damn!" Yang Kang couldn't help but curse, "Why does everyone ask me that when they hear my name?"

"Ha ha!" The fat man laughed heartily. "Little... Prince, my surname is Guo, but I'm not Guo Jing."

"Uh?" Yang Kang was genuinely surprised. He was actually surnamed Guo, but Guo wasn't a rare surname, so there were many people with that name. He asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Guo Youde. I think my dad named me wrong. I should be called Guo Yourou, look at all this meat on me," the fat man laughed heartily.