Chapter 85

For Jiang Ping, applying the medicine for Zhao Wanqing was like completing a major task. Over the next two days, he went to the small courtyard in Huanhua Alley every day. Besides carving the agarwood figurine for Su Moran, he practiced the Xuan Kong Technique, boiled medicinal juices for baths, and used these methods to improve his physical condition.

Of course, whenever he had the chance, Jiang Ping would still use his discerning eye, hoping to uncover more secrets of this ability. Unfortunately, things did not go as he wished. He tried many times and consumed a lot of spiritual energy, but gained nothing. However, Jiang Ping did not become discouraged. He just decided to find a few more suitable antiques when the opportunity arose, so he could absorb their spiritual energy and continue exploring the mysteries of his discerning eye.

The style Jiang Ping set for the agarwood figurine was simple and ancient. The entire figurine mainly retained the original appearance of the agarwood, with only a few details needing to be carved, so the amount of carving required was not much. In just a day and a half, the agarwood figurine was basically completed.

Jiang Ping did not do much carving on the agarwood, but instead completely preserved its original appearance—looking like a piece of a tree trunk.

However, at the top of the tree trunk, Jiang Ping skillfully used a knot on the agarwood to carve a small cicada. Jiang Ping fully utilized his carving skills, making the cicada look lifelike. Not only did he depict all six legs, but even the vein-like patterns on the cicada's wings were clearly visible.

The cicada looked so vivid that it seemed ready to take flight at any moment. Even someone who knew nothing about wood carving could see that this was an exceptional piece of carving.

In addition to the cicada, Jiang Ping carved a line of cursive script on the side of the figurine: "The cicada's noise makes the forest even quieter." These five characters were carved with fluidity and grace, and experts could tell that the carver must have had a deep understanding of calligraphy, as no one else could have carved such characters.

This line of cursive script not only further elevated the quality of the agarwood figurine but also highlighted its theme, complementing the intricately carved cicada perfectly.

Jiang Ping carefully polished the surface of the agarwood figurine, examining every detail, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He couldn't help but murmur to himself, "It seems my skills from my past life are still intact. This is indeed good news!"

Although Jiang Ping was very satisfied with the figurine's artistic conception, carving, and the quality of the material, he couldn't sell it to Su Moran immediately. The figurine had a fatal flaw: it looked too new.

Jiang Ping had told Su Moran that the agarwood figurine belonged to one of his elders, who should have owned it for several decades. Su Moran was an expert, and if Jiang Ping showed him the newly carved figurine, it would definitely expose him.

Therefore, Jiang Ping had to make the agarwood figurine look old before selling it to Su Moran. In the antique trade, this process is called "aging."

Jiang Ping was a master of antique art forgery in his past life and was an expert in aging. In fact, he had invented several aging methods that were almost impossible to detect even twenty years later. In the early 2000s, there was no need to worry about being discovered. As long as Jiang Ping used his methods to age the agarwood figurine, Su Moran would have no suspicions.

However, aging required a lot of chemical agents, and Jiang Ping didn't have time to buy them today. He still had to go to Zhao Guoquan's house to see how Zhao Wanqing was recovering after washing off the ointment.

This scar-removal formula was not simple and required fine-tuning the dosage of the medicine based on the specific situation. Therefore, Jiang Ping had to see how Zhao Wanqing was recovering as soon as possible.

Jiang Ping's bicycle was being used by his father for work, so today he had to take the bus to Zhao Guoquan's house, which was much more troublesome than riding a bike. He had to transfer to two buses and walk a bit after getting off.

Fortunately, it wasn't rush hour when Jiang Ping left, so the bus was relatively empty, with only about twenty passengers.

Jiang Ping looked at the scenery outside the bus window, idly speculating on how well Zhao Wanqing had recovered. Based on his previous observations of her scars, Jiang Ping felt optimistic. With one more application of the medicine, her scars would be completely gone.

Just as Jiang Ping was thinking about these issues, the bus stopped, and a thin, wrinkled old man got on from the front door. It was summer, and people were wearing light clothing, so the bulge in the old man's pocket was clearly visible. Jiang Ping, with his experience, could tell that the pocket contained money, and it was probably around ten thousand yuan.

A few young men with a rough appearance also got on the bus. Two had dyed hair, one had a perm, and the last one had an ear piercing. In 2002, their appearance was considered quite trendy.

Jiang Ping didn't care about their appearance, but what surprised him was that one of them was an old acquaintance. This guy was one of the "Four Great Warriors" of No. 2 High School, who had blocked Jiang Ping at the school gate before the college entrance exam. At that time, Jiang Ping had given them a lesson, and they all ended up in the police station.

Jiang Ping remembered that the police station chief, Yang Bo, had said that apart from Wu Qiang, who would be prosecuted for using a knife, the others were placed under criminal detention. It seemed that the detention period was over, and this guy had been released.

At the same time, the guy also recognized Jiang Ping, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. However, his attention was not on Jiang Ping but on the old man. He and one of his companions stood near the old man, seemingly by chance.

Although Jiang Ping had mainly stolen expensive antiques and artworks in his past life, he was still a skilled thief and immediately recognized that these hooligans were targeting the old man, eyeing the money in his pocket.

"Should I warn him?" Jiang Ping thought, involuntarily looking in the old man's direction.

At that moment, the old man also turned his head subconsciously and looked at Jiang Ping. As their eyes met, Jiang Ping's discerning eye activated. He saw a mixed golden and white light on the old man's forehead. The light occupied the entire forehead, indicating that the fortune it represented would soon come true.

Jiang Ping was taken aback by this light. This was the first time he had seen a light with two colors, and it made him curious about what would happen next.

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