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The site of the railway station warehouse company is open-air, and it is drizzling, so everyone has to stand in the rain to participate in the auction. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The auctioneer in a raincoat said loudly: "The auction rules are no longer repeated, everyone is standing outside the door and not allowed to enter, and is not allowed to reach out to touch the things inside, and then it is best to trade in cash, everyone knows it, right?" ”

"Another thing is that the weather is bad today, my vision is limited, and I may not be able to see everyone's arms, so you try to get as close to me as possible and bid as quickly as possible, I don't think anyone wants to stand in the water, right?"

Prescott is a small town, and the people who come here to participate in the auction are mainly locals, and there are not many treasure pickers, only about 20.

Seeing this, Li Du said to Hans: "This is the smallest auction we have ever attended, right?" ”

Hans nodded, "Yes, but don't think that it is easy to get a warehouse with fewer people, in fact, the fewer people there are, the stronger everyone's determination." ”

The first warehouse opened, and everyone lined up to look, and a treasure picker in front of Li Duhans turned around and asked, "What do you see?" ”

Hans, who was muttering, raised his head and said, "A pile of garbage!" ”

"Then you're going to give up this warehouse, aren't you?" The treasure picker asked.

Hans shrugged and said, "Look at the price, there is no absolute garbage, if the price is low enough, we are still willing to take the risk." ”

At the end of the visit, the auctioneer raised his hand and said: "Go forward and let me see that I am now starting to ask for bids, and the starting price is 200 yuan, 200 yuan, 200 yuan......"

Li Du also raised his hand and said, "We! ”

"Then 250 250 250 250 ......"

The treasure pickers shook their heads together, and two of them went back to look at it again, then shook their heads and walked away in the same way.

As simple as that, the first warehouse fell into the hands of Li Du.

Mr. Li was at a loss: "Damn, it's over after one offer?" ”

The auctioneer shouted 200 yuan three times, and then waved his arm down in a gavel gesture: "Very good, young man, this warehouse belongs to you." ”

Hans laughed: "This warehouse has no value, it can only be used to dispose of garbage, obviously everyone can see it." ”

The second warehouse opened, and there was a brief commotion among the treasure pickers.

They saw the construction tools inside, which are necessities for Americans who like to clean up their homes and land with their own hands.

The starting price was still 200 yuan, and Li Du was the first to make an offer, but soon someone followed the price, and the price rose all the way to 1,000 yuan.

Seeing this, he shook his head and said to Hans, "It's too expensive. ”

Hans smiled and said, "Did you just see a machine with a nozzle in there?" ”

"It seems to be there, but there are a lot of cement blocks on it, and it doesn't look valuable."

"No, it's a high-pressure agitator, it's worth a lot of money, and a new one costs tens of thousands of dollars." Hans whispered.

"So valuable?" Li Du said in surprise.

He saw the machine, like a cement mixer, placed underneath a pile of cardboard boxes, looking unremarkable.

In this case, they have to continue to follow the price: "1200 yuan, us!" ”

"Very good, 1200 pieces, 1200 pieces, 1200 pieces, so what about 1300 pieces?"

"Here." Someone else followed the offer.

The auctioneer pointed to the middle-aged man who was bidding and added another hundred yuan.

Hans and Li Du spoke separately, and the price climbed all the way to 2,000 yuan, and they still chose to follow.

At this price, the other treasure pickers shook their heads and withdrew, and a big man patted Hans on the shoulder and said, "OK, it belongs to you." ”

Another asked, "Are you going to take all of Prescott to Flagpole City?" ”

"We have mechanical riders and big carriages, so why not?" Hans laughed.

The third and fourth warehouses were both household waste, and this time Li Du and Hans did not participate in the offer, and the warehouse was bought by two treasure pickers very cheaply.

When he arrived at the fifth warehouse, Li Du got serious, and the antique papyrus was in it.

There were a lot of tables, chairs, benches, mattresses and other things in this warehouse, and Hans took one look at it and said, "This is a hotel warehouse, and the previous owner must have opened a hotel." ”

The tables, chairs, benches and mattresses inside are damaged or moldy, still rubbish, and of little value.

The auctioneer obviously thinks so, and the starting price is very low when bidding: "100 yuan, 100 yuan, 100 yuan, this is the lowest price, you can't buy it, you can't buy it, you can't buy it, you can't be fooled......"

Hearing this, Li Du was happy all of a sudden, he raised his hand and smiled: "We, haha, this sounds very familiar to me." ”

The treasure pickers stared at him strangely, and a bearded man couldn't help but ask, "Are you going to clean up the garbage or what's the matter?" ”

Li Du said: "This is not a garbage guy, the tables and chairs in it can be pieced together, at least a few complete sets of good goods!" ”

The treasure pickers laughed, and Hans shook his head, "You're right, but it's going to take a lot of effort to put them together!" ”

The treasure picker pointed at him and shouted: "100 pieces, 100 pieces, 100 pieces, is there anyone willing to pay a higher price, without this warehouse, it belongs to the Chinese!" ”

"Give it to him, it can be regarded as a show of goodwill by the United States to Eastern China." The bearded treasure picker shook his hand like garbage.

"You picked it up." The auctioneer pointed to Li Du, "This warehouse belongs to you!" ”

The sixth warehouse opened, and a treasure hunter lamented: "Shet, why is it all rubbish? Damn, I'm going to Phoenix, I'm going to starve to death if I guard Prescott! ”

This is the last warehouse, and several people left after reading it.

Hans shook his head as well and said, "Let's go, let's go clean up the guys in front." ”

Li Du gave him a look and said in a low voice: "Take this one." ”

The safe is placed in the corner, surrounded by a clutter of furniture and woven bags, so that from the entrance position, one can see only a pile of garbage.

Hans perked up, and then waited patiently.

In the end, there were less than twenty treasure hunters left, and it was even bigger under the rain.

In this way, the auctioneer didn't bother to mobilize everyone's emotions, and said directly: "The last warehouse, you can quote me yourself, I'm so frozen that I can't open my mouth now!" ”

A treasure picker said, "100 yuan, I'll dispose of the garbage for you." ”

Hans laughed and said, "Corinth, your price is too much, I'll pay 200 yuan!" ”

"Then I'll pay 300 yuan." Someone else got involved.

In addition to the safe, this warehouse also has a complete set of sofas, the sofas are very well protected, and they can be sold for thousands of dollars as second-hand furniture.

Hans quoted 600 yuan, and the others gave up the offer, Collins shook his head and said, "Are you crazy?" Two of the four warehouses are full of garbage, and you have changed to a cleaning company? ”

"We've got a big car!" Hans said proudly.

The treasure pickers opened their umbrellas and left, and the auctioneer pointed to the two and said, "Okay, 600 yuan, this warehouse belongs to you." ”