The box opened, revealing a small crossbow. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The small crossbow is made of steel, and I don't know if the appearance is coated with silver paint or the steel itself, it is very bright and very slippery, and the light shines brightly.

It was small, about twenty centimeters long and fourteen or fifteen centimeters wide, like a silver bird with its wings outstretched.

The auctioneer picked up the small crossbow with the arrow box on it, opened it and pressed six short arrows with cold light flashing into it, and shouted, "Now everyone's eyes are on my hand, see what good goods I have brought out......

"Bourne's handmade crossbow, I won't introduce his people, if you don't know who Bourne is, then you won't buy this little guy......"

"It's called Pterodactyl's Fury, it's handcrafted from materials like aluminum, steel, and brass, and its arrows are made of carbon fiber tubes and stainless steel, making it an absolute ......."

"Now I'm starting to accept offers, it's fitting to start with five hundred, isn't it, then five hundred, five hundred, five hundred Bourne's handmade crossbow comes with fifty short arrows!"

As soon as the auctioneer's voice fell, Hans raised his hand and said, "550 yuan!"

"Okay, five hundred and fifty yuan, five hundred and fifty yuan, five hundred and fifty yuan, is there anyone who will sell six hundred yuan, there is no doubt that such handmade goods are definitely worth six hundred yuan......"

"600 yuan, I'm out!"

"Six hundred, six hundred, six hundred, good, let's congratulate this young man, but this handmade crossbow doesn't belong to you yet, six hundred and fifty yuan, six hundred and fifty yuan, is anyone willing?"

Hans raised his hand again: "700 pieces!"

"750 bucks!"

"800 bucks!"

"850 pieces!"

Hans shook his head and said loudly, "1000 pieces!"

The crowd booed, and the previous bidders shook their heads and stepped back, indicating that they had given up on the crossbow.

The auctioneer shouted the price of '1,000 yuan' three times, but no one raised the price, he waved his fist and said: "Okay, now this ferocious little pterosaur belongs to that brother, let's send it off the stage with applause to welcome our new baby......"

After shooting a dozen more things, the motorcycle was pushed onto the field.

At this time, there were whistles and applause from the crowd, and many young people crowded to the front of the crowd, and they would be the potential owners of the car.

Unlike when they first put it together, Stephen and Hannah repainted the bikes, and the three bikes were white, black, and red.

Outside the shiny paint, there are also flames, skulls, cerberus and other sprays, making the motorcycle look more rugged and hideous.

The auctioneer held the microphone and said loudly: "Okay, a ferocious beast has appeared, this is a good guy built by Hans Fawkes, don't ask me who Hans Fawkes is, because I don't know ...... either"

Hans laughed below, waved around, and then pointed to his chest to indicate that it was his own goods.

"But we don't care about its previous owner, just remember that you are its new owner, don't tell me you don't have a heart, young people ......"

"LO AND BEHOLD, THIS BEAST HAS A DISPLACEMENT OF 600CC, IT IS A WELL-DESERVED BEAST, AND LOOKING AT HOW ROUGH ITS WORKMANSHIP IS, I CAN'T HELP BUT SUSPECT THAT IT IS THE OFFSPRING OF SOVIET MONSTERS......"

"We all know that the simpler the construction of the motorcycle, the easier the maintenance and the more exciting it is to drive, so I will price it for 1,000 yuan, and I think everyone should be happy to increase the price......"

"1000 yuan, me, me!" someone immediately quoted.

"I'm willing to buy 1,100 yuan!"

"1500 pieces!"

"1800 pieces!"

"Get out of the way, I'll give 2,000 yuan!"

"Give me 2,100 yuan!"

The price climbed rapidly, and the quotation slowed down after reaching 2,000 yuan, but this price has already made Li Du very satisfied.

Starting from 2,100 yuan, the price slowly increased, and finally rose to 2,500 yuan, and the price was quoted by a young black man about the same age as Li Du.

After the auctioneer shouted three times and no one raised the price, he waved his hand to indicate that the motorcycle would belong to the black youth.

Hans led the way in clapping, the crowd erupted in loud applause, and the young black man and his friends around him happily fists or hugging.

Then, another motorcycle was pushed up.

Li Du said strangely: "This motorcycle is assembled by ourselves, it should not be worth much, and it is reluctant to sell it for a thousand yuan, right?"

Hans laughs: "That's the charm of the thrift auction market, everyone wants to get it, so the price will go up." ”

Li Du asked, "Then why do you want to buy them here? American motorcycles are available, right?"

"First of all, our motorcycles have a displacement of 600cc, and the engines are high-end Japanese goods, and although they are second-hand, they are still very valuable," says Hans. ”

"Secondly, the auction of thrift goods has formed an industry, and you can understand that many people like this industry, they trust this market, and they come to this market to buy and sell things. “

"Also, hand-assembled motorcycles are rare in small places like Flagpole, and if you don't want to buy them in Phoenix or Tucson, you can only buy them wherever you come across them. ”

"The same goes for everything else, right?" asked Li Du abruptly.

"Yes. ”

The latter two motorcycles sold for 2,500 yuan and 2,600 yuan, which was about the same as the first one, and the income of the three motorcycles exceeded expectations, reaching 7,600 yuan.

Hans went to collect the money for the motorcycle first, and then bought a bow and crossbow and gave it to Li Du.

Mr. Li asked, "Why did you buy this thing for me?"

Hans sighed helplessly and said: "I don't know why, you are always easy to provoke people, and you can't buy a gun with your visa, so give you a crossbow to defend yourself." ”

Mr. Li was right to think about it, he was a little embarrassed: "This is not good, let you break the bank." ”

Hans said: "Don't be polite to your brother, take it, but when you use it in the future, it's better to shout: let Boss Fu punish you......"

He screamed so loudly that everyone around him turned their heads to look, and Mr. Li had to pretend that he and the bastard didn't know each other.

The auction ended, it was getting late, and it was already nine o'clock.

The crowded auction hall began to become crowded, everyone left, and the auction ended this week.

Li Du was also ready to leave, but Hans took him to the market, where the second-hand market was very lively, and there were still many people shopping.

"It's not just a thrift market, it's a night market, and it's so hot that it's going to be lively at night," says Hans. ”

Li Du said: "Then everyone is brave enough. ”

The United States is red and willow green in the sun, blue sky and clear water, but at night, many parts of the country become eerie, mainly blacks, Latinos and Mexicans like to engage in illegal activities at night, resulting in poor security.

"The rural areas of Flagpole City are very safe, the police here are still very hard-working, and there are no gangs to control these places, in short, this is not Memphis and not Detroit. ”

Hans explained a few sentences and took Li Du to sit down in a booth.