Sixty thousand, the mustache Carl finally took the warehouse at this price. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Of all the people present, he was the most accurate, and he knew that Ferrari Auto Parts was in this warehouse, but he couldn't understand why Li Du and Hans were so sure.

The reason why he provoked the two was to wait until the warehouse was photographed and use Ferrari accessories to embarrass them, and he thought that only he had the most accurate information.

If he had known that Li Du and the others also had the same accurate news as himself, he would definitely not have provoked the two of them in advance and made enemies for himself early.

In the end, he still underestimated Li Du and Hans.

There is no regret medicine in the world, and he knew that he was useless at this time, so he changed his mind and sneered at Li Du: "Boy, thank you for telling me the information about the goods in this warehouse." ”

Li Du showed a remorseful expression and said, "Count you rich, bastard!"

His appearance of admitting defeat made Carl very happy, and he felt that it was not so uncomfortable to spend more money to buy the warehouse.

Lambis was even more refreshing, shaking his ass vigorously at the two of them: "Fak Fak Fak right! Poor ghost tears are flowing down, Phoenix is our show, let our song sound and roar!"

Hans made a singing voice around his neck: "This is really the worst rap song that Lao Tzu has ever heard, whoever can lend me a knife, I will cut out his tongue!"

A new round of auctions began, the warehouse next to it opened, and some auto parts appeared in front of everyone.

In this way, the treasure hunters were more convinced of the information of Li Du and Hans, and several people asked, "Hey, where did you get the news?"

Hans pointed to the sky and said, "Ask God, and he will tell you the answer." ”

"Fack!"

"Three grams of oil!"

The bidding in this warehouse is still quite fierce, although Li Du swears that the Ferrari parts are in the previous warehouse, but there are also racing parts in it, maybe his information is not accurate?

So the price of the warehouse rose from 1,000 yuan all the way to 5,000 yuan, and Li Du added a fire to it at the right time, and he shouted 6,000 yuan.

When he quoted the price, the price continued to rise until it reached 10,000 yuan before stopping.

It's not worth taking 10,000 yuan to buy a bunch of auto parts, Li Du shook his head and withdrew from the auction.

The price was set at 10,000 yuan, and a Mexican with a big waist and a round waist took the warehouse.

The fifth warehouse opened, and a pile of bent wood appeared inside, which was somewhat rotten, and many termites were climbing on it, and some treasure hunters saw it and left directly.

In addition to the wood, there were some backpacks and a flatbed, and one of the backpacks was bulging out of the tarpaulin, which Hans recognized as a tent at a glance.

There are two high-priced warehouses in front of him, and the auctioneer is very satisfied, which will make him want to finish the auction quickly and then go to get his commission, so the bid for this warehouse is very low:

"200 pieces, 200 pieces, 200 pieces, the wood in it is definitely more than 200 pieces, so this is very fair, who wants whom?"

The treasure pickers pouted and shook their heads, some hesitated to accept the price, and Hans preemptively said: "Don't be such an old man, this is a pile of garbage, who will buy it for 200 yuan? If you sell it for 100 yuan, then he can help you dispose of the garbage!"

As he spoke, he pointed to Li Du.

Li Du said with a smile: "Don't make jokes, I'm not a cleaner......"

At this time, the auctioneer picked up Hans's words: "Okay, if I don't come up with 200 pieces, then I will really sell 100 pieces to the Chinese, everyone sees that there are more than 200 pieces of wood here, more than 200 pieces!"

"Give it to the Chinese and let him clean up for you." A black man shook his head and said.

The others also shook their heads, and a hundred pieces of the warehouse fell into Li Du's hands.

Li Du looked at the auctioneer pointing at him, and quickly pushed Hans and said, "Fake, you framed my Fu boss! I won't clean up this warehouse, I want to clean you up!"

Hans sneered, "Damn, no one really wants to pay?

The treasure picker had already left for the next warehouse, and Li Du gave Hans a look and whispered, "We are really goddamn villain partners." ”

"The Soviets punish Phoenix with an iron fist, long live the communist wife!" Hans laughed.

Ah Meow in Li Du's arms immediately jumped out, and Li Du, who wanted to catch the cat and fell to Hans, grabbed an empty one, but could only scold: "Shut up!"

After Meow landed, he looked at his hand and screamed twice, and the expression on his fat face was puffed up: I knew that you wanted to pit Lao Tzu!

The warehouse at the back opened, and when it was their turn to visit, Hans began to count:

"That red box looks a bit old, and it should sell for five or six hundred dollars. ”

"Well, yes, I saw two air cannon machines, and the garage would love them. ”

"What's under the table? Is it a children's car or a small ATV? Well, it's a toy car, so it's not worth much......"

In the end, he estimated that the value of this warehouse was between 3,000 and 4,000 yuan, and it could be taken for 2,000 yuan.

However, their car was too small, and there was probably no room for it after carrying those woods, so they could only shake their heads and give up participating in the auction.

By the time the warehouse auction ended, it was already afternoon, and the people who bought the warehouse hurriedly went to clean up, and the other treasure pickers came to watch and follow the long knowledge.

Among them, the most onlookers were the warehouse of the mustachioed Karl, where thirty or forty people waited to see his racing seats and steering wheel.

Karl opened the warehouse angrily and waved his hand: "According to the point, find me Schumacher's seat and steering wheel, be careful, whoever broke Lao Tzu and killed him!"

"Don't install Karl, this is not Schumacher's seat and steering wheel!" someone said sourly when he saw that he was unhappy.

In Formula 1, only Schumacher has a custom-made steering wheel, which is a tribute paid to him by all racing manufacturers.

There is no doubt that a custom steering wheel is much more expensive than a regular steering wheel.

One by one, the boxes were opened, and the first thing I found was the racing seat, which looked like a small space capsule.

After the chair was taken out, Carl hurriedly sat down and shouted, "Shet, it's so cool, Lao Tzu seems to be lying on Rihanna!"

Lambis opened the box next to him excitedly, and the overall blue steering wheel with colorful buttons and a night disc appeared, and he clasped his hands and shouted excitedly: "The steering wheel is here!"

The treasure pickers looked at it enviously, and their mouths were full of discussions:

"Shet, I've earned it now, at least half of it. ”

"Not that much, but twenty or thirty thousand must have it, damn it!"

"It's a pity I don't have that much money, otherwise I would definitely have photographed this warehouse!"

"Hey, am I wrong? Why doesn't this steering wheel have wiring? It can't be a toy, right?"

After being reminded that the others were looking closely, Carl's face changed and he jumped up from the driver's seat, and he pulled the steering wheel and lifted it up, his expression suddenly became hideous.

Lambis hurriedly shouted, "Brother-in-law, I dare to swear I didn't do it, I didn't break him!"

"Fake!" Karl couldn't help but curse as he looked at the silicone inside the steering wheel.

Li Du, who was watching with his arms crossed, asked at the right time, "What's wrong with this steering wheel?"

Hans explained in due course: "If there is no wire, it is estimated that there is a problem with the circuit board, and the end will either be decorated or repaired at a large cost." ”

"Thankfully, I didn't get it. A fat man who had participated in the bidding wiped a cold sweat.

The schadenfreude of the treasure hunters replaced the chatter:

"How much did you buy this warehouse? 65,000? It must have lost money, and even if you fix this steering wheel, it will be worth a lot. ”

"Maybe you can sell it for 60,000 yuan, Carl, you're out of sight. ”

"60,000 yuan? Ha, who is so stupid to spend so much money to buy a scrap product? The seat can be sold for 40,000, the steering wheel is at most 10,000, a total of 50,000 is about the same!"

Hans: "I can't help but laugh!"

Li Du: "When I finally knew the truth, my tears fell!"