Author's Previous Identity ..., Revealed?

Chapter 7: Author's Previous Identity ..., Revealed?

"Welcome Mister and Mistress ..., do you have an appointment, or do you want to buy the ticket for the auction?" greeted the receptionist lady with a smile.

Oh, this is perfect ..., I planned to put my goods into an auction anyway.

"There'll be an auction, so when it will be held?"

"It's 20th of this month, three days from now mister. If you are interested in buying the ticket, the fee will be 30 golds."

Thirty Gold, that's quite a lot. It's not something a commoner could amass. 

"Miss receptionist, I want to put my goods in the auction. Is that possible?"

"Uhhmm, mister ..., we only auctioning assorted goods, only the rarest or most luxurious product from all over continent will be put on our auction. I'm sorry, but we don't accept something of unknown origin. But if you insist, I can appraise what you will be selling and decide whether we could auction it or not." the receptionist kindly explained.

I borrowed a dagger from Mu Ying to open the seal on the card box. And then took the wooden box with the porcelain set. I open the box to let the receptionist appraise it. Upon seeing it, there's a slight surprise in her face, she took one of the porcelain plate and contemplated a bit. She then shook her head and softly said. 

"A porcelain tableware is it ..., I admit this is quite incredible set. But this kind of miscellaneous thing might worth around 50 to 60 gold coin. Is this the thing you wanted to put on auction ..., if that's the case then I'm sorry to disappoint you, Young Master. But rather than put it into auction, why don't you just sell it to us? We could offer you 80, no 90 gold coin for this set. How about it Young Master?"

"Just sell it, Aram, it's 90 gold! We could build our house with that amount!" Mu Ying from the side surprised with how the auction appraised my porcelain set. 

But trying to fool me, eh? I'm from a noble clan myself, but even the porcelain in my home isn't as slick and shiny as this one. And that table set in Yang clan worth about 300 gold! Your offer is like insulting my intelligent.

I shook my head feeling a bit disappointed with how dishonest people from Fang Auction House is. I forcibly took the plate from her hand and then place it back to the wooden box. I closed the box and put it into the card box. I don't say a word, but my action tells everything.

"Y-young Master please wait a moment! Please hear my offer, we could buy it for a hundred gold, no, a hundred and fifty gold!" the receptionist girl panicked and she hastily made another offer.

"Girl ..., I don't know who you're trying to trick, but that won't work on me. Go call your superior, let me talk about this with him!"

"I-..., I deeply apologize about this matter, Young Master. Please wait a moment." the receptionist girl bowed her head and then run away to the second floor.

I waited with hand crossed in my chest, tapping the marble floor with my foot impatiently. Mu Ying who was perplexed with the sudden change of event then carefully asked.

"What happen? Why you rejected her offer? It's a hundred and fifty gold you know? We could, buy a house with a backyard with that!?"

"That's the half of the base price of this porcelain set. She's either not experienced with appraising goods or she's trying to swindle me! And based on my observation, she's the latter ..., damn this, I hate swindler."

"I ..., I see, but is it really worth that much, these porcelain set?"

"Aa ..., even noble clan would drool and fight over these kind of luxury. Here they come ..., oh!"

The receptionist girl walked down with a beautiful woman wearing red qipao. You know, that tight-fitted Chinese dress with slit on the side of the skirt. The woman in qipao herself is also a beauty. Her hair was greyish-blond for some reason, and she arrange it in a tall bun. Her face is giving soothing vibe with a gentle but seductive smile on her plump lips. Her body figure also not lose to Mu Ying. I should not linger my disgraceful gaze on her, my wife-to-be is beside me after all. As expected Mu Ying's giving me an uncomfortable look.

"I apologize for my subordinate incompetence ..., my name is Fang Tongxin, and currently I'm acting as the manager of this branch Auction House. Pleased to finally meet you, Young Master."

The woman in red qipao bowed her head slightly when she apologizing, making her plump bosom jiggle. Boobs ..., they're big. I woke up from my stupor when Mu Ying pinched my waist. I should really not thinking of unnecessary thing right now.

"Aram, the name's Aram Hadrian." I introduced my name.

"Hmm ..., very well then, Mr. Aram Hadrian. Then, please follow me. I will personally appraise your goods."

Oh ..., she got my name right! This is the first time. We followed Fang Tonxin while trying to distract my mind to not think of her swaying waist and plump buttock. She's really a temptress. If Mu Ying is a siren, then she must be succubus incarnate! 

Ahh ..., let's just stare at Mu Ying's perfect angular face. I distracted my mind by recalling the happening yesterday morning. Trying to not think about that succubus. After all, I could do the cyan-haired while the other one is just another beautiful stranger. Yeah ..., I don't know why but I got myself a beautiful wife after transmigrated. Heh, is this the start of my life as a harem king, perhaps? 

After sometimes thinking a load of nonsense, we were led into a drawing room. The servant served a tea and brought some light snack.

I put down the box and pull out the porcelain set. I believe this woman surnamed Fang won't make such a mistake like that receptionist girl. I waited for her while sipping on the tea and ate the confection. As expected, there's strike difference of taste when baking cookies with and without sugar. It's still sweet, but it's lacking. I think they use honey for the sweetener. I should consider selling spice and sugar next time.

"Mr. Aram, if I may ask ..., will you divulge where did you get these two porcelain set? They are from two different crafter, I suppose?" manager Fang put down the two porcelain bowl.

They were both porcelain, but one from Chinese and one from Japanese craftsmen. I guess, even someone who know nothing about porcelain could somehow related that this is not come from one and the same craftsman. But, really ..., asking where did I get it? If I said that to you, then what are you gonna do? I got it from graveyard, but do I must answer that question?

"Well, let just say I have my own channel. And ..., did your auction house has the custom of asking where the good come from?"

"I ..., I apologize in advance. But this two set is just too amazing. Even the renowned grandmaster Chu Feng work is not match with these. Mr. Aram, do you really want to sell it at the auction three days later?"

"I am in dire need of money now, and thus I want to sell it. But let's hear your preposition. Pray tell, Ms. Fang, I will at least hear it."

"It's like this ..., I believe you know that something this exotic will be a huge bargain if it is sold in the more boisterous Capital City. But you don't have that patience right, that's why I propose to make a contract."

"I'm listening."

"The contract is simple, I will provide you with the money amounting the base price of these two porcelain set. When the two goods is sold out in the auction at the Whitegold Capital City next month, I will sent you the rest of the money ..., of course after we deduced the commission fee."

That's good preposition. If the base price of the two porcelain sets will be around 600 gold. That much is suffice ..., no, that amount is quite abundant for me who's planning on slow living in this world that I write. But then ..., it's too good to be true. Don't she fear that it might not sold? Or is she that confident that it will definitely sold?

"You seems quite confident with these, but what if the two porcelain set is not sold?" I asked.

Manager Fang sent a sweet smile and then said.

"I believe that's impossible, you should know this yourself on how much this worth Young Master Ya--, I mean Mr. Aram."

"Alright ..., how much is the base price of these two?"

"Five hundred gold." she sweetly replied. Look, Mu Ying also gasped in surprise. 

After hearing that amount, I couldn't help but think it through. Is there anyone sane enough to spent that crazy amount of money who could feed an entire family of twelve for twenty years? Damn, there's indeed a group of insane people like that in the capital city.

"Are you sure it worth that much?"

"Yes, I believe it will sell at least five hundred gold coins." she confidently replied.

"Alright then ..., I believe in you and your family's Auction House, but then ..., Ms. Fang, this is not the only thing I brought to you today. Please appraise this ..., thank you."

I took out the foldable army knife from my pocket. I thought I need it for self protection, but I think the revolver is good enough.

"And what this might be?" Ms. Fang asked.

I clicked the white cross button on the end and the spring flipped and revealed wood-patterned damascus blade concealed inside. I could see the beautiful grey-haired lady widened her eyes in surprise seeing it.

"It's a knife ..., can it sell?" I passed her the knife.

"It's ..., indeed quite unique knife. And it was well made ...," she folded the knife back and then pushed the button to reveal the blade. She did it for quite sometime before put it down. "We never auctioned such weapon before ..., but this will definitely sell as something like this is never seen before."

"Alright then, aside from that ..., I also have this."

I took out the other thing in the huge card box. It was the glass goblet plus wine, and the vase. She almost immediately ignored the vase and stared dagger at the glass goblet.

"Crystal glass! Oh gods, am I dreaming now!? This is ..., amazing, such a long lost antique. To think there's a day I would see it with my own eyes." 

She grabbed the glass goblet as if it was a fragile goods, it's actually fragile but your shaking hand just make me worried even more. She looked at the glass and then examine it carefully, her breath got rough and she almost drooling. She then put down the goblet to the table and then faked a cough. 

"Cough, forgive for my unsightly appearance, Young Mas--, Mr. Aram. I just can't believe my eyes. We would like, by all means to auction these crystal glass. I guarantee it will sell at least two thousand ..., no, three thousand gold coin."

"Three thousand gold!?" Mu Ying stood up and shrieked on her own after hearing Fang Tongxin said it.

It's not big of a sum, actually yes ..., it's a lot. That much of money is one big clan like Yang or Jie annual income from their business. Of course, that's quite a big deal. I also never thought it will worth that much. If I spawn more of these glass goblet, won't I be filthy rich?

No ..., that won't do, this thing is expensive because it's rare. If I just casually distributed it to the market, then it will lessen it's value. I suppose I should stop selling these kind of thing in the future and focus on something else.

"Mu Ying, calm down, dear ..., come on, sit down and let me do the talking." I pulled Mu Ying back to her seat.

"Ms. Fang, this glass goblet here is in one set with this wine. But, I want to ask ..., is it possible to sell it separately?"

"This crystal bottle, is a wine? What wine?"

"Ah, I also brought the smaller bottle. I don't know what wine is this ..., but please taste it."

I wiped clean one goblet with new handkerchief and then poured the wine.

"There you go ..., please enjoy."

But Manager Fang stared dazedly at the glass goblet. She took the goblet and breath in a small whiff before sipping it gently.

"What a fine wine ..., sigh, you know Young Master Yang, today you just brought me a surprise one after another."

Oh wait, what? Did she just call me Young Master Yang? Huh ..., so she knew about this body true identity since the beginning?

"Not only I could see you in person, but you brought me tremendous surprise one after another. These beautiful porcelain sets, the crystal glass goblet that supposed to be antique, and all of them are in good condition. And then this wine which is ..., I don't know how to say it. I'm not a wine connoisseur myself, but I know that this wine might worth more compared to Thousand Brew Wine. Young Master Yang--"

"Aram Hadrian, I am Aram ..., I don't know who is this Young Master Yang you're talking about, but my name is Aram!?" I unknowingly shouted out loud.

Even Mu Ying startled with my sudden shout. Manager Fang creased her brow and then probed.

"Is ..., that so? But you're really similar with someone that I know. Are you really not Young Master Yang Xian, the son of Yang Clan patriarch? I heard he's missing in the Blackforest. The Yang Clan patriarch sent out a search team to find him."

"What's this Yang clan something have to do with me? I'm Aram, I don't know who this Yang Xian something."

I vehemently denied her word. Although, I know that later on Yang clan will have a clash with the MC. But that's a story for later on after they found out about who killed me. About chapter 120 or something, this event also led the Yang clan into unexpected predicament and they were almost exterminated from the world because of MC's rampage. If they know that I'm not dead then they won't made a conflict with the protagonist, I just hoped they won't be that stupid to provoke MC like Yang Xian did.

"You have the same face, and your age is similar. Oh well, if that's how it is ..., then I must be mistaken. Once again, I beg for your apologize for this, Mr. Aram."

Seems like her doubt about my identity cleared. Well, even if I show up as Yang Xian right now. I don't believe that MC will let me be. After all he's cautious despite being an MC. I hate this situation ..., I show up that crazy MC would try his best to kill me, but if I don't there's a possibility that my whole family will be massacred. 

Uh ..., wait, they're not my family. They're Yang Xian's! I'm Aram ..., damn, why I feel uncomfortable in my chest? Hey, Yang Xian, you're already dead right? I ..., am I supposed to bear your name and pretend to be you? I'm Aram Hadrian, not Yang Xian!?

I shook my head forcefully trying to let go of the thought and then said sourly to Manager Fang.

"If you're done, then please write the contract with the term and condition and I will sign it right away."

"Certainly ...," she took a paper and then write down the contract.

I read the contract carefully and after discussing some of the term, I signed it under Aram Hadrian's name. It's a bit out of place because that signature is alphabetic while the common language used in this Kingdom is ideogram. As result, their signature is also just writing their name in calligraphy.

I received a storage bracelet with four thousand and five hundred gold coins inside. Seems like she's quite generous, the storage bracelet itself is something worth five hundred gold. To think that she will give it away just like that. I think I should give something to her the next time we meet.