Chapter 45: Sneaker Stepped in Between Leather Shoes; They Have to Wait, Wait for a…
The Northern Song Ru Kiln Sky-Blue Glaze Lotus Leaf Brush Washer was fake.
Le Can lowered his eyes in thought. Does Jian Yu know about this?
Xi Ziyu, Yin Wuyu, Liang Yusheng, Jian Yu… Le Can didn’t know if the original author had some naming fetish. They seemed to have a special fondness for the fourth tone of yù.
So far, among the people who had appeared around Xi Yun one after another and whom he had come into contact with, there were already four people whose names contained a character pronounced yù.
Others he hadn’t met aside, wasn’t this frequency a bit too high?
Yù was indeed pleasant to hear, and the corresponding Chinese characters mostly had good meanings. But that wasn’t a reason to shear wool from just this one sheep…
Le Can seriously suspected the original author was suspected of laziness in naming.
A certain author who was indeed bad at naming: “Achoo!”
However, the other party certainly saved trouble; now the pain was transferred across space to Le Can.
He couldn’t help but recall the information he had once exchanged with Xi Yun: A person with ‘Yu’ in their name.
The person who made the statement realized belatedly—the male lead actually didn’t deal with him directly for such words that sounded like a charlatan playing tricks?!
Le Can counted on his fingers:
Almost all the conditions proposed had been met—food and shelter included, regular money transfers…
After counting, someone’s conscience suddenly ached faintly.
Now, besides a headache, Le Can felt a bit helpless.
He had only skimmed the first 100,000 words of the original work. In the later stages, he was robbed of his designs, had dirty water thrown on him, and was imprisoned. Forget the novel; he didn’t even have a chance to read the comment section. Who could have known this book had such a high “Yu” content in the later stages…
Those scumbags really made him suffer!
Even after switching worlds, their lingering spirits wouldn’t disperse!
Le Can ground his teeth, threw the bad luck out of his brain, and quickly denied his speculation.
Jian Yu was the boss of Yayun Ancient Workshop, true, but his ability certainly couldn’t compare to professional appraisers. With so many old experts on the scene finding it hard to distinguish the authenticity of this porcelain, it was simply too reasonable that he couldn’t tell it was fake.
Thinking this, Le Can gently patted his head, which was becoming a bit obsessive.
Although the person behind the scenes indeed needed to be found as soon as possible, he couldn’t suspect everyone he met. If he continued being this paranoid, Le Can was worried he would lose the ability to judge correctly.
While trying to calm his head, he also cast his gaze toward Xi Yun.
Compared to his own frequently fluctuating emotions, the other party was like an ancient well with no ripples. Many things were hidden deep within, making people gaze with awe, let alone approach to peek at the scenery inside.
The man described as an unrippled ancient well quietly suppressed the waves in his heart.
Just as he clasped his hands, preparing to take off the glove he was wearing, a slender, long hand reached out from the side, naturally taking the gloved hand of Xi Yun.
Xi Yun looked up, following the well-proportioned arm upwards, and unsurprisingly met a pair of lively and sly peach-blossom eyes.
Ever since learning that jadeite could alleviate the side effects of using his ability, during the days of leaving early and returning late, Xi Yun had been squeezing out his potential every day.
From originally having no clue, after Le Can provided a breakthrough point, the subjects of his experiments expanded from jadeite to other natural jades, natural gems, and then to the various antiques he frequently contacted these past few days…
In just a short week, Xi Yun had found almost everything useful to him.
The better the quality of the former, and the older the age of the latter, the stronger the unknown energy contained within that could offset the side effects.
Like a thirsty plant finally waiting for its own sweet rain during a prolonged drought, Xi Yun stepped on his own bottom line and, outside of Le Can’s sight, frantically improved his ability.
Now, in a state of full concentration, Xi Yun’s X-ray vision ability would no longer penetrate all the clothes of the young man in front of him on its own without asking the owner’s opinion.
Xi Yun had confirmed this back at the noodle shop.
The specific time point was the interval when he shared the noodle toppings with Le Can.
However, in moments when his mind relaxed, the loss of control of the ability targeting only one person would still happen. Therefore, Xi Yun restrained the frequency of looking at Le Can. Even if he couldn’t avoid looking, his gaze landed as much as possible on the other’s eyebrows and eyes.
As everyone knows, everything in the world has two sides, and abilities are no exception.
Perhaps because Xi Yun’s need to stabilize the X-ray vision gained the upper hand, the X-ray ability grew as he wished, but the accidentally appearing mind-reading still could only read that one person.
Le Can, from beginning to end, was a special and unique existence.
At the same time, such an intelligent and special person wouldn’t shoot arrows without a target.
Thus, Xi Yun only glanced at his hand which had changed location, then leaned down slightly and asked, “What is it?”
He didn’t pull back, didn’t even struggle… Le Can slightly raised the corner of his eye, then quickly covered the surprise within with a blink.
The peach-blossom eyes that the young man lowered following the momentum revealed a tenderness. His pale fingertips tapped the back of the person’s hand beside him, then landed on the opening of the glove covering the wrist.
He grabbed Xi Yun’s wrist, his toes inching closer to the other party bit by bit. “Helping you.”
Of course, this was just a show for others.
As the distance between the two closed, the front edges of their shoes inevitably collided.
One black and one white, two completely different colors; neither retreated a step.
The black thin-soled leather shoe stood steadily in place. The white sneaker that stepped out first turned slightly at an angle, stepping into the area between the black shoes.
Seeing this, some people who were intentionally or unintentionally casting glances couldn’t help but make various awkward covering motions. Touching noses, scratching heads, studying items on the antique shelves… everyone looked away in various directions with dodging eyes.
Intent achieved, Le Can let out a light sigh of relief.
Taking advantage of the fact that not many people were looking at them, his lips moved slightly: “How do we retreat unscathed?”
At the same time, Le Can’s fingertips slid into the glove, performing the full act by peeling off the thin glove stained with Xi Yun’s body temperature bit by bit.
He shouldn’t have looked around, but…
The knuckles were long and powerful, thin skin covering beautiful bones, paired with veins faintly visible on the back of the hand—it was a perfect fusion of abstinence and sex appeal…
Hiss—nice hand!
The moment Xi Yun lowered his head, he happened to see a small Adam’s apple slowly roll up and down twice. He subconsciously looked away quickly before his ability lost control.
“Wait.”
The mature male voice carried a trace of huskiness.
The moment he heard the voice, Le Can’s ears twitched slightly, and his fingers balled up the glove and stuffed it into his pocket.
Although it was only one word, Le Can understood Xi Yun’s meaning. He just felt somewhat complicated, and along with it, cast a slightly complicated glance at where Xi Yun’s Adam’s apple was.
Voice is nice too; She/He really is biased.
The “She/He” in Le Can’s mouth was the original author of unknown gender. To Xi Yun’s ears, it sounded more like the Creator (He).
One human and one god, different paths leading to the same destination, reached a wonderful harmony at this moment.
Le Can didn’t ask Xi Yun why he didn’t directly tell Jian Yu and everyone that this rare Northern Song Ru Kiln Sky-Blue Glaze Lotus Leaf Brush Washer was fake.
Jian Yu spent a huge price to buy the item back and shared the information with Xi Yun at the first opportunity. regardless of whether the item was real or fake, this friendship was real.
Announcing in public that the item was fake wouldn’t bring a single benefit, aside from making the situation hard to clean up.
Furthermore, a young man who had just become the new master of an auction house versus a group of highly respected seniors in the circle—whose words would be more credible?
Obviously, even if Xi Yun said the Ru porcelain was fake, apart from Le Can who knew the male lead’s background, who else would believe it?
Strangers wouldn’t, and the friend who intended to help might even develop a grudge because of it…
Sometimes, solving a matter couldn’t rely solely on solitary courage; one needed planning and wisdom. Therefore, Xi Yun said to wait.
The truth of the brush washer had to be told, but not now.
They had to wait, wait for a suitable opportunity.
However, Le Can and Xi Yun could wait, but some people unaware of the truth couldn’t wait any longer.
After confirming Elder Yan’s general attitude, some people who were already eager immediately urged Jian Yu anxiously:
“Boss Jian, everyone came to Yayun Ancient Workshop with sincerity today. You can’t change your mind about selling just because the item is too good!”
“Yeah, yeah, everyone present has already looked at the Ru porcelain once. Boss Jian, you have no reason to delay anymore. We’ve been waiting since morning; it’s time to get to the main topic of today.”
“Old Li is right. Boss Jian, let’s just start! Whether we can buy this big treasure or not, we have to compete to get a result. Otherwise, my heart is always hanging in suspense; I can’t do anything properly.”
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With “Boss Jian” left and right, Jian Yu, the center of the topic, had a smile on his face. He unhurriedly raised his hand and pressed down toward the crowd, making a gesture for them to be patient.
While making this movement, his eyes swept over the direction of Le Can and Xi Yun. After seeing Xi Yun’s nodding feedback, he circled around and withdrew his gaze.
“I’ve made everyone anxious; it is indeed my fault.”
“Now that everyone has seen the porcelain and has a general idea of its performance in their hearts, Jian will cut the nonsense. Everyone sit down and have a sip of tea first; we will enter the main topic next.”
Seeing some people opening their mouths trying to start immediately, Jian Yu cracked a joke with a smile.
“The item is right in front of everyone; it won’t run away. It won’t take much time to drink a mouthful of tea. A cup of tea moistens the throat so you can bid more quickly and timely later, right?”
Upon hearing this, the impatient ones thought, Eh, that makes sense!
Thus, the chaotic scene in Yayun Ancient Workshop was brought under control.
Everyone found a seat and sat down, looking at each other with wariness toward competitors in their eyes, completely unlike the kindness of calling each other brothers during the appraisal just now.
Le Can, taking everything in: Shocked.JPG
He first looked at Jian Yu with some amazement.
The other party was indeed a businessman who managed Yayun Ancient Workshop on every antique street. His intelligence and courage were first-class, not even inferior to Xi Yun.
Speaking of which, Le Can had to associate this with a certain simpleton who had been dragged away. In this aspect, Jian Minglang and his brother were completely opposite.
But it made sense; although the bodies were connected by blood, the brain had changed occupants, so naturally, they were different. Smile.JPG
Then, Le Can was shocked by the change in everyone’s attitude before and after.
After all, looking at a group of elders with an average age over fifty, dressed properly and with intimidating faces, acting vividly like unconvinced children returning to youth—being able to hold back laughter was already proof of Le Can’s profound skill.
The Ru Kiln Sky-Blue Glaze Lotus Leaf Brush Washer was placed in the middle of everyone.
Everyone present sat in a circle surrounding this small item.
Various gazes—burning, longing, curious… all concentrated on this highly deceptive fake Ru porcelain.
Jian Yu was graceful and natural: “Yayun Ancient Workshop doesn’t have too many rules. We’ll follow the usual way: the highest bidder wins.”
Le Can sighed lightly.
It has started after all…
Just as Jian Yu finished speaking, several people called out bids in succession. Le Can’s heart instantly lifted.
But before he could follow up with a bid as discussed with Xi Yun, suddenly, a sinister and familiar voice came from the entrance of the shop.
“Really lively. I should… not be late, right?”
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