Chapter 120 Auction House (Congratulations to Pingbao Roaring Alliance Leader!)
Not far away.
As Aaron took off the 'Shadow Ring' from his right hand, he thought to himself: "There is a state of mind in cutting leeks... Now, I can make mature leeks cut themselves, haha..."
"If Scarface knew that the backer he was looking for was the person who robbed him twice, would he have a mental breakdown?"
He looked at the iron-black ring on his hand, feeling the drain on his spirituality and the danger brought by the darkness around him, and tossed a coin.
After a while, Aaron shook his head and stared at the ring on his hand: "How courageous... I'll scare it with a spirit body another day and see if it can be tamed..."
He just felt a little risk of being 'hidden', which was undoubtedly the backlash of the strange thing!
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Thursday morning, August 20th.
Aaron was wearing a white shirt, a black vest, a dark brown trench coat, a round silk top hat, shiny leather shoes, holding a slender cane inlaid with white crystals, and left as the maid Sylvia bowed to see him off.
residence and boarded a carriage.
Green Forest City is not too hot all year round, but in winter it is very cold, forcing the former Green Forest nobles to wear thick fur coats.
"Set off!"
After Aaron sat down, the carriage immediately started and drove slowly towards the Augur Auction House.
Today happens to be the date for the auction of those Fabry dynasty cultural relics.
Aaron's expression was solemn, he stared at his hands, and thought to himself: 'Yao's spirituality has reached its limit again, and we must find the necessary spiritual materials as soon as possible to be promoted to a 'Shepherd'...'
There is no point in absorbing more spirituality if you cannot be promoted.
For ordinary extraordinary people, if they do not rely on secret societies and other organizations, but enter the mysterious world by mistake, perhaps just collecting the knowledge to advance can keep them stuck for several years, ten years, or even a lifetime.
time.
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The Auctioneer's Auction House is located at No. 17 Glamorgan, one of the areas with the best security in Greenwood City, and is not far from the main police station.
It is a wood and stone building with a long history, with a huge lawn and fountain in front of the main entrance.
At this time, carriages stopped, and the ladies and gentlemen on them were dressed as if they were attending a ball. They greeted each other politely and walked into the venue.
When Aaron got off the carriage, he glanced briefly and saw many familiar people.
History professor Clark Dass and his apprentice Bruce Field... Company director William Mark... My partner at the last ball, the bespectacled and bookish Liliat Doron... and Kristo
This Holy Spirit priest.
People did not divide them intentionally, but they naturally formed different circles.
Aaron nodded towards Clark and blended into William Mack's circle smoothly.
"Our traveler is also interested in antiques?"
William Mack quipped.
"Yes, I am very fascinated by that period of history." Aaron admitted with a smile that it was nothing.
"Those precious cultural relics and works of art not only have high historical and artistic value, but can also maintain their value, making them a good choice for investment..."
Chris Toya, who was next to him, spoke up, and his attitude towards Aaron, the financial backer, was quite kind, and he took the initiative to invite: "We have a private room on the second floor, do you want to come together?"
"No, no... I would rather experience the atmosphere in the hall."
Aaron shook his head with a smile, and then saw a unique carriage with low-key and luxurious decorations and a noble emblem, which slowly stopped. A man of medium build, a decent smile, and a beautiful small chin came down from it.
Bearded male in his thirties.
"It's Lord Lake!"
People around him moved out of the way, and some businessmen and senior government employees couldn't help but come forward to chat.
Suddenly, Lord Lake with his female companion became the focus of the audience.
"I heard that there are also shares of many nobles in the Auguf Auction House..."
William Mark said quietly, not sure whether it was envy or jealousy: "With so many high-class people coming, the auction will be very fierce..."
From his words, Aaron heard a sour taste.
After the big businessmen of this era became successful, they would often immediately transform, purchase land, and support charity, in order to gain a good reputation and enter the 'real' upper class society.
Then, they often spend large sums of money to bribe parliamentarians and nobles, hoping to obtain a title and improve their social status.
At the same time, they are also trying their best to marry into nobles. In front of a real ancient nobleman, no matter how wealthy a businessman is, he often has a subtle sense of inferiority.
'It is said that in the Kingdom's House of Lords, the House of Lords controlled by the nobles is boring, while the House of Commons is always in full swing because of various issues. However, those members of the House of Commons from different classes are actually supported and controlled by the nobles... But now,
As the number of nobles in debt increased, they had to give up some political rights. Most of the members of the House of Commons were wealthy people. Although they were still puppets of the nobles at this time, they were gradually awakening to the consciousness of the bourgeoisie and secretly eroding the political power.
Kingdom power...'
'If it were in a normal world, then they would have a high chance of success. This is the torrent of history... But after adding extraordinary factors, the future will be a fog...'
Aaron looked at this scene with thoughts in his heart.
He followed other people, walked onto the red carpet, and entered the Augur Auction House.
The huge auction hall can accommodate hundreds of couples of men and women dancing at the same time without appearing crowded. A bright crystal chandelier hangs on the dome depicting religious oil paintings of the Holy Spirit, emitting bright brilliance.
"It's actually an electric light?"
Aaron exclaimed in amazement. Today, gas street lamps and kerosene lamps are still used in most places in the kingdom. Although electric lamps and wires have been invented, the filament life is too short, and generators also have many problems, so they are often still used as novelty toys.
Augur Auction House uses this to reflect its trendiness and its own strength.
The auction hall is divided into two floors. There are many round tables on the first floor. Clark and Bruce occupied one table. Aaron walked over and sat down on the edge.
The second floor is divided by many private rooms, and there are also special bidding agents, which makes it look very decent.
When everyone was seated, the surrounding lights dimmed, and a searchlight shone on the auction table, focusing on a host wearing a luxurious dress and glasses.
"Good day, Aaron..."
Clark nodded at Aaron, and Bruce next to him kept winking.
"I didn't expect you to come too..."
Clark sighed with a smile, looked around, and lowered his voice: "It is very likely that these auctioned cultural relics have been inspected by the Bureau of Investigation more than once, especially books..."