Chapter 92 Butterfly Wings

Without waiting for Du Ruo to speak, Ling Yun said listlessly: "We didn't find the person, but we found a lot of things. My good friend, Ruoruo, you can't imagine it, I saw no less than five 簯簵, these things can be mass-produced, you can't help but accept it."

"Is this all his work?" Du Ruo was somewhat puzzled. If Ling Feng was still alive, why didn't anything leak out before? And now so much has leaked out at once. Anyone can think that something is wrong, right?

Ling Yun curled up on the sofa, hugging his shoulders like a wronged little beast. He looked at a corner of the coffee table and said, "I want to know, but no matter how I ask, the people there say they don't know. I can't just kill them, can I?"

This is indeed a difficult problem.

Ling Yun wiped his face and turned to look at the wrapped wooden box: "Did you buy it at the auction? What is it?"

When talking about this, Du Ruo perked up. She came to Ling Yun's side and said mysteriously, "Guess who I saw?"

Ling Yun's eyes moved around her face: "Your expression is very intriguing, who are you looking at?" He finally became interested.

Du Ruo lowered his voice: "Sato."

Ling Yun almost jumped up: "Oh my god, did you meet that little guy? Why is he gone?"

Du Ruo pursed her lips and said, "If we can go, then others can go too? That's a public place, not your bed."

Ling Yun stretched out his hand and pressed Du Ruo a few times: "That little guy is very cunning, did he hurt you?"

Du Ruo shook her head: "Come to think of it, how did you get this invitation? Do you know whose business it is?"

Ling Yun said in confusion: "What's wrong? Do we have a grudge against them? I didn't ask whose family it was. The invitation was sent by an old friend of our family. He said that this small auction is of high quality and has a very good reputation. You can go there when you have time. That's why I gave you the invitation."

Du Ruo frowned: "Why haven't I heard of this auction? Didn't they stop doing it?"

Ling Yun knew: "This auction house has a good reputation and strong capital. At this time in the previous life, they had closed down. It seemed that something happened to their boss behind the scenes and he disappeared completely.

So when they gave me the invitation, I was quite interested and wanted to go and see how something that should have disappeared could still exist.

After Ling Yun said this, Du Ruo understood. In the previous life, Yuan Tingchuan had an accident at this time, and the boss was in a life-and-death crisis, so he naturally couldn't take care of these things. In this life, because of his meddling, the boss is alive and well, and his business is naturally booming.

Ling Yun saw her understanding expression and asked, "Do you know what's going on?"

"This is Yuan Tingchuan's private property." Du Ruo said, making his hands into wings and flapping them a few times.

Ling Yun understood that Ruoruo had accidentally flapped her wings a few times in order to take advantage of the boss's shade and changed the boss's fate, so many things had gone differently.

Ling Yun muttered, "This is Yuan Tingchuan's business. This guy started early and now the auction has reached a certain scale. It has a bright future."

He looked at the box with interest: "You just mentioned Sato? We don't know him now, right? Why did he bother you?"

Du Ruo said nonsense in a serious tone, "Maybe he was dreaming, and he dreamed that we dug up his ancestral grave in his dream."

Ling Yun touched his chin with his fingers: "After the first digging, I have to dig a second time. I have to keep doing it for the rest of my life. I feel uncomfortable when I see that old guy's face. I would be sorry for myself if I don't dig."

Du Ruo rolled his eyes at him and said, "I picked up two big bargains today. Do you want to take a look?"

Ling Yun was in a good mood. He didn't need Du Ruo's help. He got up and moved the packed box to the coffee table. He opened the lid and looked inside. He opened his mouth in surprise: "Why is this thing here? How did this thing end up in Yuan Tingchuan's hands?"

Du Ruo looked at him as if he were a fool: "Yuan Tingchuan must not know, otherwise do you think I can catch the leak with his eyesight?"

That's true. If this thing had passed Yuan Tingchuan's approval, there was no way it would have been put up for auction. Even if it had been put up for auction, such a big mistake would not have occurred.

In fact, they were wrong, and the staff could not be blamed entirely. This plum vase came from a cultural relic store in H City. It had been appraised by experts, and the staff was probably just careless.

If it was collected from outside, or commissioned by a collector, they would naturally examine it carefully and might find that the age was wrong.

Ling Yun said with emotion: "This is the case of the darkest place under the lamp. We all think that the cultural relics experts have appraised it and there must be no problem. In fact, even the most powerful experts can make mistakes sometimes."

Ling Yun looked around and asked, "Where's the other big leak you mentioned?"

Bai Yun pointed to the plastic woven bag in the corner of the wall and said, "It's there. I'm waiting for you to come back and get it."

Ling Yun's eyes widened: "You picked up a big leak? And you're still using it to store it? I say, grandma, aren't you too casual?"

Du Ruo said innocently: "When you see the things, you will know why I didn't take them out. I was a little too cautious."

Ling Yun walked to the corner in confusion, stretched out his hand to pull open the plastic bag, and shook his fingers in disgust. Why did it suddenly become dusty?

Du Ruo shouted at Ling Yun: "Be gentle, I have a snuff bottle and a piece of paper weight here."

Ling Yun pinched his nose, took the paper weight and snuff bottle out of the woven bag, looked at them with disdain, and put them casually on the corner of the table.

He reached out and pulled out a cassock. The cassock was tattered and pitch black, with only some patterns on the corners. It seemed that the quality was quite good.

He shook his cassock in disgust, his brows furrowed, "I say, Ruoruo, is this the big leak you're talking about?"

Du Ruo was completely speechless: "Are you still asleep? Think about the legend about this cassock?"

Ling Yun frowned, a little confused. Suddenly, he opened his mouth wide and looked up and down at the tattered robe as if he was looking at some rare treasure.

Turning back to ask Du Ruo: "Which one is this?"

When he saw Du Ruo nod, he quickly spread his cassock on the tea table and turned around to call the big guy, "Hurry up, find me a pair of scissors, hurry up."

He sat next to Du Ruo and lowered his voice: "Didn't they say it turned up at the auction house? And it was sold for 80,000. Why is it here?"

Du Ruo also whispered to him: "Isn't the auction house two years from now? I saw this in the antique street. The stall owner said he would sell it for 100 yuan, but the sister-in-law thought it was too expensive."

Ling Yun held up a finger and said, "One hundred yuan? Ruoruo, are you kidding me?"