Chapter 225 [Flea Market]

After resting quietly at home for two days, at nine o'clock in the morning on the third day, Smith and Chris escorted a Mercedes-Benz truck, and a full 6.8 tons of gold were placed in the cargo compartment and returned to the castle of Huaxia Manor. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After removing impurities, all the large yellow croaker gold bars only weighed 6.8 tons, and all of them were smelted into medium-sized gold bricks of 10 kilograms.

Then little by little all put it into the underground vault, stored in a corner of the underground vault, and after lunch at noon that day, he said goodbye to his mother and Anna Yang Yong led the team to set off again.

The auction went smoothly, and four days later, Yang Yong drove to New York with two truckloads of harvest, which happened to be on Friday.

On Saturday morning, there are as many as six flea markets in New York that will open, and two truckloads of old goods that Yang Yong brought with him can sell at these flea markets and make a fortune.

Now only Sister Chen is left in the grocery store in New York to guard Yang's grocery store and serve some of the old customers around, which is also the result of Yang Yong's mother's special arrangement, Yang's grocery store will never be closed, even if it loses money, it will continue to work, just for the convenience of decades of old neighbors to buy things, so it will continue to operate.

Sister Chen is a reliable person and doesn't have so many fancy intestines, so the Yang family was relieved to hand over the grocery store to Sister Chen to take care of, and the family moved to live in Huaxia Manor, Maine.

When I returned to New York, of course, I had to live in the living area on the second floor of my grocery store, but I didn't expect that after more than 20 days, I would return to the room where I had lived for more than 20 years.

Harden, who had been at home for a week this afternoon, went to the grocery store to meet the crowd, and the next morning Yang Yong drove two trucks with all his men to the flea market near the docks.

Then spend money to buy two stalls, there are many people, more than a dozen strong men move down the old things on the two trucks, and put them neatly to meet the selection of customers, and then Harden presided over the market to sell them officially began.

Although there are many rich people everywhere in the United States, the poor people in the United States still account for the majority, so every city will have a flea market on the weekend. It is much better for everyone to take out the old things that are useless in the house and trade them, sell them for money, or exchange them for money, than to put them in the warehouse and eat dust and scrap them.

Most of Yang Yong's harvest in the warehouse auction industry is second-hand old things, except for some large machinery sold to second-hand stores, some second-hand household utensils are all placed in the flea market for sale.

Yang Yong sells a variety of goods, including all kinds of electrical appliances, second-hand water heaters, second-hand refrigerators, TVs, washing machines, and even second-hand air conditioners, as well as various maintenance wrenches, kitchen utensils, small household appliances, and some solid wood furniture in good condition.

Each of the second-hand items sold was very cheap, but in sufficient quantities, the small profits were quick enough to make Yang Yong a profit of more than $100,000.

Coupled with the mechanical products Yang Yong sold to those second-hand stores, Yang Yong's total income from Maine to New York reached 350,000 yuan, no more and no less, which is an ordinary level.

There are all kinds of estimates sold in the flea market, and there are all kinds of goods, and the goods for sale are led by Harden to liberate Yang Yong. Yang Yong, who has nothing to do, has his own thermos pot, carries his own bag and his personal bodyguard Smith, wanders around the flea market, like a hard-working little bee, this stall takes a look at that stall, and sometimes sees his favorite second-hand old things Yang Yong will also bargain with the buyer's red neck.

Yang Yong's net worth of hundreds of millions of Huaxia Manor has been completely renovated, and Yang's Castle has been built with a huge amount of money, and there is no place to use second-hand things at all. Yang Yong just enjoys the feeling of bargaining with others, and this down-to-earth feeling makes Yang Yong feel very happy.

Yang Yong and the stall owner fought back and forth, and in the end, because the price could not be negotiated, Yang Yong brushed his sleeves and left, in fact, Yang Yong's idle egg pain ran to other stalls to make trouble, and he didn't want to buy second-hand items at all.

New York has a permanent population of tens of millions, and there are seven or eight flea markets on a large scale, and the number of participants is even greater.

Not to mention that the plants in these pots are all spiritual, Yang Yong even saw some special potted plants, this time Yang Yong's interest came, Yang Yong likes all kinds of potted plants.

Yang Yong turned around in front of these flower stalls and finally chose a medium-sized potted plant.

This is a small pine tree with intertwined roots, although the pine tree is not high, only 50 centimeters, but the shape on the main trunk of the pine tree is particularly beautiful, and there are even two small tree holes.

The small plant looks quite vicissitudes, and the top of the pine tree is very beautiful, and the welcome pine of Huangshan is cultivated as the blueprint, and the whole potted plant looks like a micro-landscape.

Yang Yong liked it very much, bargained with the boss, and finally bought this Huangshan welcome pine micro landscape for five hundred dollars, and the treasure was not good, so his personal butler Smith followed him with a pine potted plant in both hands, and continued to wander around the flea market.

Yang Yong was tired enough to go two blocks, so Yang Yong took Smith to a hot dog stall and asked for two king-sized hot dogs and two cups of hot cocoa to eat at the hot dog stand.

Just when Yang Yong was eating, he heard a very sharp scream behind him, which startled Yang Yong, and he almost didn't put the ketchup on the hot dog on his nose.

Biting half of the hot dog intestines, he turned his head blankly and looked, it turned out that the hot dog stall didn't know when a small stray dog came, smelled the smell and rummaged through the trash can of the hot dog stall, knocked the trash can to the ground to anger the owner of the hot dog stall, and kicked the little stray dog fiercely.

It turned out that the stray dog was very young, probably just weaned, and the baby teeth had not yet grown.

The little guy is dirty, and he can't tell what breed of stray dog it is, but Yang Yong can see through the skeleton of the dog's paws that this puppy must be a large dog when it grows up, because the puppy's big paws are disproportionate to its body, and it can be seen that the puppy's bloodline is absolutely not wrong.

Yang Yong is not very old, only 21 years old, since he has married and had children, but the psychology of pampering small animals has not changed, Yang Yong has also raised a lot of pets. There is even a Dalmatian named Carl, who was raised by Yang Yong since he was four years old, and continued to be raised until the age of fifteen, when the Dalmatian named Carl died of natural causes.

After his dog Carl died of old age, Yang Yong never had any pets, but seeing this little stray dog eating garbage, Yang Yong's heart was touched again.

Especially when the little black dog's big watery eyes looked at him, he felt like a sinner, abandoning his children and letting them starve, stealing things to eat, and eating those spoiled garbage, this kind of look was so terrible that it touched Yang Yong's weakest nerves at once. (To be continued.) )