"Five hundred yuan, now the price is five hundred yuan, so I will soon quote six hundred yuan, six hundred yuan, six hundred yuan, is anyone willing to accept it......"

"Me!" Lambis's voice rang out first. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Six hundred, six hundred, then I want to ......"

"Seven hundred!" said Hans, not to be outdone.

The old man in the cowboy hat nodded: "Very good, it seems that this warehouse has attracted the attention of people who know the goods, but seven hundred yuan is obviously ......"

"Eight hundred!" Lambis interrupted.

Without the old man in the cowboy hat to offer, Hans stiffened his neck and shouted, "A thousand dollars!"

As soon as the two of them shouted the price, everyone immediately understood that the two of them were on their shoulders, so a few treasure pickers who were originally going to quote retreated, holding their arms and watching the excitement on the side.

And the old man in the cowboy hat, as an auctioneer, prefers to see this kind of scene, because he takes a commission from the auction income of the warehouse, and the higher the auction price, the more he earns.

As soon as Hans's offer ended, Rambis gave him a middle finger: "One thousand and one hundred dollars!"

"Fifteen hundred!" said Hans, gritting his teeth.

The onlookers next to him whistled, and some people saw that it was not a big deal, and they applauded and shouted: "Cool!"

Taking advantage of the chaos, Hans gave Li Du a look.

Immediately, Li Du's face changed, and he went up and pushed Hans violently: "Fake! You bastard, why are you quoting this price?! Didn't we negotiate in advance......

Hans pushed him again with his backhand: "Don't talk nonsense, Lee, I will never go back empty-handed, let alone lose to this of Lambis!"

"You have to have money to lose!" Li Du said sharply, "You are carried away by hatred!"

The two quarreled, and Lambis did not continue to bid, and the auctioneer quickly said: "Fifteen hundred yuan, fifteen hundred yuan, this price is not high, you must know that there may be a Harley-Davidson motorcycle hidden in this warehouse, so I said 1,600 yuan, 1600 yuan, is anyone accepting?"

"Yes. Rambis continued to bid.

Hans pinched his trouser pocket, and followed with a gritted tooth expression: "Two thousand dollars!"

"Wow, Boss Fu is crazy?" immediately exclaimed a treasure picker.

Rambis seemed to want to increase the price, but Li Du stretched out his hand and grabbed Hans and said, "That's it, follow me!"

As a result, when he said this, Lambis did not increase the price again, but reached out and made a gesture to wipe his neck, and sneered: "Want to go, two unlucky bastards, ready to pay for this pile of garbage!

The auctioneer looked at the crowd and continued to offer: "Two thousand yuan, two thousand yuan, so is there anyone willing to accept two thousand hundred yuan?"

Hans looked at the crowd expectantly, but with a look of chagrin on his face, as if he was expecting someone to raise the price to take the warehouse away.

Seeing this, the people watching the excitement shook their heads one after another.

The auctioneer shouted twice and no one raised the price, so he waved his hand at Hans: "Congratulations, Boss Fu, you have auctioned this precious warehouse!"

Hanston was dejected, and Lambis and his party laughed, and a black man shook his ass at them, scolding, "Eat our fart, poor devil!"

The old process, pay the money, open the warehouse, and start picking up treasures.

It was still Hans who went to clean up Li Du's hands, he picked up an electric fan and said: "Try if this can be used, if it can be used, I think it can be sold for fifty yuan, of course, I can also give you a reward, I just acted well." ”

Li Du shrugged and said, "I'm just a rookie who just graduated from the New York Film Academy, and you are the acting school." At the end, your expectant and frustrated look is stunning, not even Tom Hanks can play this damn taste!"

Needless to say, the dispute between the two just now was acting.

When it was decided to auction the fifth warehouse, Hans guessed that Rambis would bid with him, and fifty or sixty others were eyeing him.

In order to win the warehouse smoothly, he designed this scene to provoke Rambis to enter the bidding between the two first, so that others would not participate in the competition for this warehouse.

And Rambis, on the other hand, doesn't have much money left, and he has already auctioned off three warehouses, and the fourth one has no bids to prove it.

Therefore, Hans violently raised the price, making Li Du quarrel with himself, giving the outside world the feeling that he was not interested in this warehouse but fighting with Rambis.

The price was a little higher, and Lambis didn't dare to follow, he wanted to trick Hans instead of actually buying the warehouse.

Their plan eventually succeeded, and 2,000 yuan to buy a Harley-Davidson motorcycle was not expensive.

After packing up a large pile of groceries, the warehouse was empty, leaving only a pile of cardboard boxes.

Seeing this, Hans was a little anxious and asked, "Aren't you sure the motorcycle is here?"

Li Du continued to act and hesitated: "I said, 50% probability." ”

Hans picked up a flat cardboard box, opened it and looked inside, with an ecstatic expression on his face: "Dog shit! It's a tire!"

Li Du also pretended to be very excited and ran over to see, Hans opened the box, and a large black tire and silver shiny wheels that still smelled of rubber revealed his face.

"Eighteen-inch bold tires, seven contrasting chrome Agiator wheels! God, God, this is Harley's equipment!" exclaims Hans.

His shouting was loud, and Lambis and his party from Warehouse No. 4 next door and Warehouse No. 3 not far away all came running.

After discovering the tire, Hans, who had been a little tired from his work, was full of energy again, and divided the back box by two.

Then, another tire, the front of the car, the engine, the fairing, the seat and other accessories all appeared, a simple combination, and the domineering Harley-Avenue glide appeared in front of the group.

Seeing this, Rambis spat out thick phlegm and scolded: "Damn, it's really the guy who pulls shit, and he took shit luck, huh?"

Hans gave him the middle finger and said, ", girl, we spent two thousand dollars on Harley, how much did you spend on seven thousand, eight thousand, what did you get?"

Lambis sneered: "We have two Yamahas in warehouse No. 1, and we may not earn less than you." ”

Li Du looked at him with a pen-looking eye and said, "You're also a rookie picker, right? Can't you see that those two Yamahas don't have engines?"

Hearing this, Lambis and his party were a little flustered, but he still had a bit of a boss posture, and waved his hand: "Don't believe this kid's words, let's clean up one by one." ”

The most valuable in warehouse No. 3 are two scrapped motorcycles, which can be sold for two hundred yuan in parts, and warehouse No. 2 is better, there is a motorcycle assembled by oneself, which can be sold for five or six hundred yuan.

What Lambis and the others were most looking forward to was Warehouse No. 1, after all, there were two brand-new Yamahas, but when they looked closely, they were all dumbfounded: this motorcycle really has no engine!

Unfortunately, the most valuable thing about a motorcycle is the engine, and it's not worth anything without it.