Without waiting for Du Ruo to speak, Ling Yun said listlessly: "I didn't find the person, but I found a lot of things. Wow, Ruoruo, you can't imagine it. I saw no less than five爯谋. This thing can be mass-produced. It's impossible not to be convinced."
"Is this all his doing?" Du Ruo was a little confused. If Ling Feng was still alive, why didn't anything leak out before? And now so much has leaked out at once, anyone would know something is wrong, right?
Ling Yun huddled on the sofa, hugging his shoulders like a wronged little animal. He looked at the corner of the coffee table and said, "I want to know, too, but no matter how I ask, everyone there says 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 became excited. She moved closer to Ling Yun 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 a little interested.
Du Ruo lowered his voice: "Sato."
Ling Yun almost jumped up: "Oh my god, you met that little guy? Why is he gone?"
Du Ruo pursed her lips: "If we can go, others can go too? That's a public place, not your kang."
Ling Yun reached out and pressed Du Ruo a few times: "That little guy is quite cunning, didn't he hurt you?"
Du Ruo shook his head: "Speaking of which, how did you get this invitation? Do you know whose property it is?"
Ling Yun asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Do we have a grudge against them? I haven't asked who they belong to. The invitation was sent by an old friend of ours. He said 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? Did it close down later?"
Ling Yun knew: "This auction house has a good reputation and strong capital. At this time in the previous life, they closed down. It seems 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 was supposed to disappear still existed.
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 critical moment of life and death, so he naturally couldn't take care of these things. In this life, because of his meddling, the boss was in good health and his business was 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, which changed the boss's fate, so many things went differently.
Ling Yun muttered, "This is Yuan Tingchuan's property. He got in early, and now the auction has become a large-scale one. He has a bright future."
He looked at the box with interest: "You were talking about Sato? We don't know him now, do we? Why is he giving you trouble?"
Du Ruo said nonsense seriously, "Maybe he was dreaming that we dug up his family's ancestral grave in his dream."
Ling Yun touched his chin with his fingers: "After the first time of scraping, I have to scrape it a second time. I have to keep doing it for the rest of my life. I feel uncomfortable when I see that old man's face. I would be sorry for myself if I don't scrape it."
Du Ruo rolled his eyes at him and said, "I found two great bargains today. Do you want to take a look?"
Ling Yun was in high spirits. 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. His mouth opened in surprise. "Why is this thing here? How did this thing end up in Yuan Tingchuan's hands?"
Du Ruo looked at him like a fool: "Yuan Tingchuan definitely doesn't know, otherwise, do you think I can pick up the leak with his eyesight?"
That's true. If this thing had passed Yuan Tingchuan's approval, it would never have been put up for auction. Even if it had been put up for auction, there wouldn't have been such a big mistake.
In fact, they were wrong. The staff cannot be blamed entirely. This plum vase came from a cultural relic store in H City. The item was authenticated by experts. The staff was probably careless.
If it is collected from outside or commissioned by a collector, they will naturally have to carefully identify it, and they may find that the age is wrong.
Ling Yun said with emotion, "This is the darkest part of the world. Everyone thinks that after the cultural relics experts have appraised it, there must be no problems. 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."
Ling Yun's eyes widened. "You picked up a big leak? And you're still using it to store it? I say, Auntie, aren't you being too careless?"
Du Ruo said innocently, "Once you see the thing, you'll know why I didn't take it out. I was a little nervous."
Ling Yun walked to the corner in confusion, stretched out his hand to pull open the plastic woven bag, and shook his fingers in disgust. Why did it suddenly become dusty?
Du Ruo shouted to Ling Yun, "Be gentle! I have a snuff bottle and a paperweight here."
Ling Yun pinched his nose, took out the paperweight and snuff bottle from 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 robe in disgust, his brows furrowed. "Hey 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, he asked Du Ruo, "Which one is this?"
Seeing Du Ruo nod, he quickly spread the cassock on the coffee table and turned around to call the big man: "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 later? And it sold for 80,000. Why is it here?"
Du Ruo also whispered to him: "Isn't the auction house in two years? I saw this in the antique street. The stall owner said it would sell for 100 yuan, but the sister-in-law thought it was too expensive."
Ling Yun held up a finger: "One hundred yuan? Ruoruo, are you kidding me?"
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