I Am a Nobleman in England

When the five people from David Auction House first stepped into the study room, they were attracted by the magnificent and solemn beauty formed by the gilded roof, bookshelves and Ionic columns in the study room, as well as the deep red sofa, coupled with the dark red carpet , and the rows of precious ancient books placed on the gilded bookshelves exude a classical temperament that makes people want to stop.

Along the way, it is really like wandering in a TV screen, and also like walking into a well-decorated museum. I really want to become the owner of the castle and spend a long time looking at the exquisite ornaments that I saw like a horse watching flowers. . .

The collections of noble families for hundreds of years are indeed extraordinary. The 18th-century French court black pear wood writing desk in the study is enough to make people wonder, not to mention the exquisitely shaped, exquisite and unique ornaments that compete with it. All are collectible works of art.

The most conspicuous of these is the ink stand on the table, which is inlaid with ebony and brass work. The ink bottle, bottle cap, tapered candle holder and candle extinguisher are all original and in perfect condition. This ornate piece of Regency England manufacture features typical French Boule marquetry.

There is also a pair of patina metal bookends that are believed to be from the famous French sculptor Max Le Verrier in Art Deco style. The sculpture shows two antelopes in battle, standing on a sloping surface facing each other. The plinth is made of marble and there should be the author's signature there. . .

It really makes people feel the immortal traces left by history and time in the castle.

Walking to the sofa in the rest area, everyone sat down at the invitation of Arthur, the master, but the two appraisal experts focused their eyes on a cold-painted bronze statue with an art deco style placed on the small table in the gap of the sofa, depicting A picture of a girl who is a follower of Bacchus dancing briskly. The base is conical marble, and the statue is engraved with the author's pseudonym 'Guirande'. The overall carving is exquisite, with clear lines and elegant shapes.

The eyes of the two experts lit up slightly, and they looked at each other silently. The work of the famous French engraver and jeweler Joude Compes made the hearts of the two experts, who had already been unable to calm down, even more turbulent.

This is simply an unimaginable treasure!

"Please—the Assam black tea produced in the Assam Valley at the foothills of the Himalayas in northeast India, I hope you like it." Arthur maintained a calm and indifferent smile from the beginning to the end, and extended his hand very elegantly for introduction.

"Thank you, Lord."

When everyone looked at the coffee table, they were speechless again.

There are dessert plates on the table. These gold-rimmed porcelain plates painted with flower and plant patterns are all produced by Royal Crown Derby, the most famous porcelain factory in Britain. As employees of the auction house, they all know that among the famous European porcelains are German Meissen, French Sevres, and British porcelain is the Crown Derby.

The teapots and teacups for black tea are all antique porcelain from the Chinese Dynasty. You must know that the antique porcelain from the Chinese Dynasty is respected and treasured as a fine work of art. But now it is just placed on the table and used freely, especially a perfect set of porcelain, each piece of shape and flower decoration will be slightly different, between toasting and putting down, maybe one story after another is passed down by word of mouth.

It's too extravagant, it's extravagant and inhumane. . . . . .

Arthur maintained a calm smile, but his eyes behind the glasses were shining brightly. He could always see all the changes in the expressions of the five auction house people in front of him. Their shock, astonishment, pity, etc. Such complex expressions are really exciting, and it is not in vain for him, an earl, to deliberately put on such a '13 grid' to catch people's attention first.

Arthur just wanted them to subconsciously produce a feeling from the very beginning that the Boleyn family really had no shortage of good things, and even used antiques for daily necessities. A display of a solid background?

"Good tea!"

The person in charge of the Asian department of the auction house who led the team this time sighed sincerely with a look of intoxication.

"When you drink Assam black tea, it will have a faint aroma of malt and a hint of rose. It has a strong taste and a lingering fragrance..." Arthur introduced with a very elegant smile.

Everyone smiled and echoed Arthur's nod, all of them seemed to be so.

Standing beside Arthur, the elegant butler Paul, with a faint smile on his face, stepped forward to pour black tea for everyone again. The set of movements was so smooth and full of solemn sense of ceremony.

Solemn and decent!

This is the feeling that everyone has felt since they stepped into Boleyn Castle, and it also makes them involuntarily decide their own words and deeds, whether it is the tone of speech or the posture of sitting, the kind of classical aristocrat that is maintained by the entire castle The atmosphere is infected.

"Honorable Lord, thank you for your hospitality. Next, can we take a look at the treasures you have?"

"Of course, thank you all for coming, so please help me appreciate it...Paul, bring the things here." Arthur nodded with a smile.

"Okay, My Lord. Ladies and gentlemen, please wait a moment—" Paul the butler gracefully put his right hand in front of his body and behind his left hand. After smiling at everyone and bowing to salute, he straightened his back, turned around and walked towards the desk in the study. .

Under the scorching gazes of everyone, the butler Paul picked up a large rectangular tray covered with blue silk cloth from another table, walked back calmly and carefully, put the tray on the coffee table, and then gently covered it Remove the silk cloth from the tray.

Arthur, who had been sitting still, watched with a slight smile on his face. When all the antiques were displayed in front of everyone, the expressions on the faces of the five people on the other side changed. From the initial surprise, surprise, and then sure enough, it should be like this.

"Lord, can we take a closer look?"

"Of course, feel free to—"

Arthur smiled nonchalantly.

"thanks."

The two appraisal experts quickly took out white gloves, magnifying glass and other appraisal tools from their bags, and began to appraise them intently and excitedly.

During the time waiting for the other party's identification, Arthur kept a leisurely and indifferent look and posture, drinking black tea elegantly and naturally, watching silently, showing unusual composure, as if he didn't care about the authenticity of these things at all, Or maybe it is full of confidence, believing that these things will not be fakes.

ten minutes. . .

twenty minutes. . .

Thirty minutes passed like this. When he saw two appraisal experts raised their heads, held magnifying glasses in their hands, and looked at each other with joy on their faces, and heard two subtle exclamations, Arthur went You know, these things are stable!

"Dear Lord, I have to say that every piece of your collection is a boutique, which makes people love it..."

"...That's right, especially this jade tablet, the most premium suet white jade, with a warm and delicate luster, you see, under the light, its color is as soft as creamy fat, and the carving skills come from the imperial palace during the Qing Dynasty Office, this should be a prince's jade belt buckle, it is absolutely priceless..."

Hearing this, and looking at the jade plaque illuminated by the small flashlight, although Arthur's expression remained unchanged, there was a flash of light in his eyes. He knew that he had really made a big mistake!