The Auctioneer Speaks
Editor: Transn
Fragrance wafted from the Old Brush Pen Shop's kitchen. Ning Que stood behind Sangsang and could not help asking, "Did anyone suspect that I was the one who released them?"
Sangsang did not turn around. She said, "I heard that everyone thought that I secretly sold them."
"I'm sorry you had to bear the burden of being called a thief."
Ning Que said shamefacedly.
Sangsang glanced at the fire in the stove and kicked the door shut while ladling out the tofu. She said, "Young master, its no problem as long as they sell well."
Ning Que took the heavy bowl from her and said, "I hope so."
There was a news spreading that there were seven calligraphy sections from the Old Brush Pen Shop that were about to go on sale in calligraphy and antique shops in Chang'an lately. It was rumored that these sections were stolen by a favored money-grubbing handmaiden.