Chapter 10

【Han Dynasty Dragon-Shaped Jade Pendant, Intermediate Level Damaged Artifact, Can Be Repaired, Requires 50 Repair Points, Do You Want to Repair?】

【Repair Points: 10 Points, Insufficient Repair Points, Cannot Repair!】

After the previous text appeared in his mind, another line of text immediately followed, indicating that Su Xiaofan's repair points were insufficient to repair the so-called damaged artifact.

"Han Dynasty item, indeed it's an ancient jade, but what the hell is this damaged artifact?" Looking at the dragon-shaped jade pendant in his hand, Su Xiaofan was a bit confused. The repair system in his mind could even determine the era, and the text that appeared indicated that it was an artifact, a damaged one at that, which could be repaired using repair points.

Regarding the effect of repair points on the body, after his own experience, Su Xiaofan no longer doubted it. However, what he didn't expect was that repair points could not only repair the body but also repair objects.

Unfortunately, Su Xiaofan had only 30 repair points in total, and even if he hadn't used any to repair his body, all his repair points combined were still insufficient to repair the damaged artifact.

"Is this artifact the same as the stuff Brother Gang sells?"

Su Xiaofan was not unfamiliar with the term "artifact" because the antique market was filled with various artifacts. Beads strung together were artifacts, copper coins strung into a money sword were artifacts, the compass used by Taoists was an artifact, and so were the Bagua mirror, wooden fish, bell, drum, chime, and cloud plate. Any object related to monks or Taoists could be called an artifact.

Zheng Dangang's main business in the antique market was trading these "artifacts." According to his sales pitch, everything on his stall had been blessed by high-ranking monks and could bring good luck and ward off evil when taken home.

However, Su Xiaofan knew that most of Zheng Dangang's so-called "artifacts" were actually purchased from craft markets. He had accompanied him several times.

An item that cost thirty to fifty yuan would immediately increase in value when labeled as an "artifact," selling for three to five hundred yuan, which was considered cheap.

Su Xiaofan had seen Zheng Dangang sell a prayer wheel that cost fifty to sixty yuan for eight hundred US dollars, or five to six thousand yuan RMB.

During that transaction, Su Xiaofan had also helped, and together they managed to convince the customer that the modern craft item was a powerful artifact blessed by a Tibetan holy monk and had somehow ended up in Zheng Dangang's hands. If not for the customer's good fortune, they wouldn't have sold it for eight hundred US dollars, even eight thousand US dollars wouldn't have been enough. Su Xiaofan's English was excellent, and he managed to convince the foreign customer to buy it for eight hundred US dollars.

In the antique market, as long as the story was good, anything could be sold. Many customers fell for it. Previously, Zheng Dangang had even suggested that Su Xiaofan make more items like vajras and bronze artifacts, which he could then sell as artifacts, forming a strong partnership to expand their artifact business.

"Hey, what are you daydreaming about?" Seeing his son holding the jade pendant without speaking for a long time, Su Weixuan patted Su Xiaofan's shoulder and said, "You have a wound on your back, don't wear it around your neck for now. I'll find a string to tie it, so you can wear it as a pendant."

"Okay, Dad, this thing looks like an artifact," Su Xiaofan said absentmindedly, still thinking about artifacts.

"Artifact? What's that?" Su Weixuan looked puzzled, waved his hand, and said, "Whether it's an artifact or not, just treat it as a talisman and carry it with you. Rest for a while, I'll go and handle the discharge procedures."

"Alright." Su Xiaofan nodded. He planned to go to the market later to see if Zheng Dangang's items would also be identified as artifacts in his mind.

...

If there was one business that was currently making a lot of money, it was hospitals. It was difficult to be discharged, and Su Weixuan spent over two hours handling the discharge procedures.

After completing the procedures, the three of them left the hospital empty-handed. The thermos and other items that Su Xiaoxiao had brought from home were all thrown away by Su Weixuan.

According to Su Weixuan, when someone was released from prison or discharged from the hospital, they used to have to step over a fire pot. However, with the talisman he gave Su Xiaofan, he could ward off bad luck, so they skipped that step.

When Su Xiaofan returned to the neighborhood, he first went to the neighborhood supermarket to thank Uncle Niu and bought some vegetables. If not for Uncle Niu's timely discovery, Su Xiaofan might have already been dead.

At home, Su Weixuan cooked a meal for Su Xiaofan and his sister. Surprisingly, the middle-aged man's cooking skills were excellent, and the dishes were delicious, making Su Xiaofan's appetite soar. If not for his sister's intervention, he could have eaten at least three bowls of rice.

"Is the school Xiao Xiao is going to reliable?"

After dinner, Su Xiaofan and his father sat on the sofa in the living room, drinking tea. The tea leaves were brought by Su Weixuan and had a very fragrant aroma, different from any tea Su Xiaofan had tasted before.

"Beijing University, the top university in the country, how can it not be reliable? Send Xiao Xiao there," Su Weixuan said. "If she likes it, she can stay; if not, she can drop out and come home. I can still support both of you."

"Dad, give me more living expenses. I heard Beijing has a lot of good food," Xiao Xiao said, her eyes lighting up as she came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes.

"Did you make a fortune this time, Dad?"

Su Xiaofan tilted his head and looked at his father, saying, "In the past, you were always so frugal. You wouldn't even buy me a decent phone. Why are you being so generous to us now?"

"In the past, you and Xiao Xiao were still forming your values. Having money wasn't necessarily a good thing. Take off your shirt, I'll apply some burn ointment," Su Weixuan patted his son's shoulder and said, "Now that you and Xiao Xiao are older, you have your own values regarding money. As long as you don't indulge in drinking, gambling, or other vices, I can still support you."

"Dad, what's 'prostitution'? Is it very expensive?" Xiao Xiao blinked her big eyes, looking puzzled as she stared at Su Weixuan.

"Go away, don't pretend. Take your brother's shirt." Su Weixuan glared at his daughter, knowing that she appeared carefree but was actually quite cunning, while Su Xiaofan was much more honest in comparison.

"Am I really a rich second generation now?"

Su Xiaofan chuckled, took off his shirt, and turned his head to say, "Dad, be careful. Don't use fake medicine to fool me. I'm entrusting my life to you."

"Do you know what? This medicine can't be bought with money."

Su Weixuan took out a box of ointment from his luggage. When he opened the box, a fragrant aroma filled the room. Su Xiaofan leaned in to look and saw that the ointment was green and looked quite good.

"Wow, this medicine is really good, it feels very comfortable."

When Su Weixuan applied the ointment to his back, Su Xiaofan immediately felt a cool sensation penetrate his skin, and the burning pain from the wound was significantly reduced, making him feel very comfortable.

"Of course, when has Dad ever lied to you?" Su Weixuan carefully applied the ointment and indicated that Su Xiaofan, who was lying on the sofa, could sit up.

"Don't put on clothes or wipe it off. Let the ointment absorb naturally. By tomorrow, the skin will regenerate. Use it again in three days, and you should be fully healed in a week. If the effect is good, there might be no scars."

Su Weixuan clearly saw that the bleeding from his son's wound had stopped, and the skin was contracting. He was very satisfied with the ointment's effectiveness.

"Is the effect really that obvious?"

Su Xiaofan was stunned for a moment and then focused on the burn wound on his back. A line of text immediately appeared in his mind,

【Repair Points: 10 Points】

【Back Burn, Can Be Repaired, Requires 2 Repair Points, Do You Want to Repair?】

"Only two repair points? Wasn't it eight before?" Su Xiaofan suspected he had read it wrong, but when he focused again, it was indeed two points.

"This medicine is quite miraculous."

Before Su Xiaofan was discharged, he had seen that repairing his back burn required eight repair points. However, after applying the ointment, the required repair points dropped to two, indicating that the ointment's effect was equivalent to six repair points.

"Dad, why don't you quit being a captain and sell this medicine instead?"

Su Xiaofan looked at his father seriously. He knew the severity of his burn, a third-degree burn that would have been disfiguring if on his face. The ointment could treat it to a significant extent, making it invaluable.

"This medicine isn't something you can buy with money."

Su Weixuan shook his head, didn't say more, and looked around the room, saying, "This house is too small. I'll sleep in the living room tonight, and you sleep in the room. Tomorrow, we'll buy a new house and move out of here."

"Buy a house?"

Su Xiaofan and Xiao Xiao looked at their father in surprise. Before Su Xiaofan's accident, they were still worried about the ten thousand yuan tuition fee. Now, their father was coming back, and they were about to become homeowners, which seemed a bit unreal.

Moreover, Su Xiaofan and Xiao Xiao were used to being frugal and were still young, not at the stage of buying a house and settling down. Renting a house felt just fine, and they thought their father seemed a bit overexcited today.

"Why are you looking at me? I told you, Dad has money."

Seeing his children's gazes, which made him feel like they were looking at a spendthrift, Su Weixuan was a bit angry. He felt that he, as the head of the family, had no authority at home.

After a while, Su Xiaofan was sent back to his room to rest. The next morning, the three of them would go house hunting. As a captain, Su Weixuan could only stay at home for a week, and he would have to return to work after buying a house.

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【Back Burn, Can Be Repaired, Requires 2 Repair Points, Do You Want to Repair?】

"Two repair points, should I try it again?"

Lying on the bed, Su Xiaofan felt an itch in his mind. He still didn't know how to obtain repair points, so every point used was precious. If it still required eight points, he might choose not to repair it, but with only two points needed, it seemed he could afford it.

Moreover, the ointment his father gave him was very effective. If the repair points' effect was too exaggerated, he could attribute it to the ointment's effectiveness, and he wouldn't have to lie on his stomach to sleep.