It turned out that the black fat side tore open the plastic sheet, and what came out was a layer of plastic steel screens stacked together!

"Shit! Fack! Who would wrap such a thing so tightly? ”

The black fat kicked those screens to the ground angrily: "I have lost so much!" ”

Zhu Yu also laughed.

Ma Deng raised his hand and said:

"Look for it, maybe there's something valuable inside!"

After speaking, he didn't care about the black fat, and began to pack up those mobile phone molds.

This trip lost all the money made from selling mineral sands in the morning.

Turning his head to look at Zhu Yu, he found that he was still carrying the wrapping paper unhurriedly, a little puzzled.

Is this Zhu Yu really so calm?

So much packing paper has been moved out, and there is a high probability that there will not be any big guys in it.

This time he also lost?

Thinking of this, Madden finally felt a lot more balanced.

Although Black Fat was the last to be auctioned off, he was the first to leave, he sold some old materials for a few hundred dollars to others, and then spent fifty dollars for others to pack up the containers and leave with a curse on his own.

This wave has lost all the money earned for several days.

Old Madden was the second to leave, his mobile phones were the easiest to pick up, and the remaining molds were packed in a box to deal with the people he called, and as for the remaining cardboard boxes, he gave them to Zhu Yu-

In the words of the elder Madden:

"Anyway, you're going to dispose of those wrappers, so you might as well dispose of them together."

Zhu Yu didn't refuse, he was still there slowly unloading the stacked papers.

Soon, the buyer of the first container also called a big truck to pull the big-headed dolls away, and only Zhu Yu and Jason were left in the freight yard.

Zhu Yu immediately said to Jason:

"You go get my pickup truck now! Then call a truck and dispose of the wrappers. ”

Jason immediately called, no matter how stupid he was now, he knew that there must be something hidden in these papers!

The pickup truck drove in first, and Zhu Yu and Jason immediately entered the container, and then opened the pile of paper, revealing the contents inside.

Jason was taken aback!

The big iron box with a woman's face painted on it, resembling a mummified coffin, looked very eerie and scary.

And that medieval armor looks much more normal.

The whole body is covered in iron armor, and there is a mask on the helmet, with knife marks on it, and rust, as if it has experienced war.

The "coffin" was carefully lifted onto the pickup truck and covered with cardboard boxes.

As for the full-body armor, it was disassembled one by one and placed on the back seat of the pickup truck.

At this time, Xiao Hei also drove in the truck, followed by seven or eight Xiao Hei.

"Jason, you take them and pack them up and sell them. Hygienic clean-up! ”

After Zhu Yu finished speaking, he drove away.

He drove the car to the door of the Seven Axes Bar and called Old John in the car to explain the situation.

Old John asked Zhu Yu to take the photo, and he would find a professional person to identify it.

Regarding the messy things that Zhu Yu could drive out of the container, Old John has really become unfazed.

Zhu Yu took a photo in the car and sent it over, and then took out the documents he found on the side of the east and west and looked at them.

The document was very professional, but Zhu Yu could barely read it.

Roughly speaking, the armor is real, and the torture instrument is an imitation, but it is also an imitation from more than a hundred years ago.

Zhu Yu didn't dare to take it seriously.

After all, in Huaxia, he knows that many appraisal certificates of treasure jewelry can be printed wholesale.

After waiting for about forty minutes, a sedan sped to the door of the bar, and then a middle-aged man with some messy hair got out of the car and walked into the bar quickly.

Zhu Yu guessed that this should be the expert that Old John said, right?

Sure enough, then Zhu Yu's mobile phone rang.

"I'm in the parking lot just outside the bar."

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Yu saw that the middle-aged man hurried out again.

He got out of the car and beckoned to the middle-aged man, who immediately rushed over.

"You're Zhu? Where is the armor? And that iron virgin torture device? ”

"Iron virgin?" Zhu Yu is a little strange, why is this thing called such a strange name?

"The armor is in my car." Zhu Yu pointed to the back seat of the pickup, "The other one is in the carriage." ”

The middle-aged man immediately climbed into the carriage, lifted the paper, and examined it carefully.

Zhu Yu already knew that the person in front of him was a professor at New York University, majoring in European history, and a part-time expert in cultural relics.

"Well, although it is not a genuine product from the Middle Ages, at least it is also an imitation of the end of the nineteenth century, and it has been used, which is very valuable for research!"

Zhu Yu doesn't like to hear this.

As soon as you hear that it has research value, it won't sell too high!

After looking at it for about ten minutes, he also opened it to look at the structure inside, and Zhu Yu also saw that it was full of nails, so he knew that it was not an exaggeration to say that this thing was a torture tool!

The professor, Rogge, put on gloves and checked his armor again.

This time he was much more careful - obviously this armor was not as fine as the "coffin", but Rogge was obviously more attentive.

"This is indeed medieval armor, whether it is the pattern, material or traces are very consistent!"

Rogge was thrilled to get his hands on an authentic antique that was hundreds of years old, and it was a very meaningful thing for him.

"Then please take a look at these two documents." When Zhu Yu heard Rogge say this, he handed over the two things.

After seeing the thing, Rogge glanced at Zhu Yu with strange eyes, and then said:

"This has been clearly stated, why did you ask me to identify it?"

I can see that this one is a little angry.

Zhu Yu hurriedly explained:

"I don't understand it at first. Second, I don't believe in this, but I believe in your professionalism! ”

Thousands of wears, but sycophants don't wear.

When Zhu Yu said this, Rogge was obviously happy, and he said reservedly:

"Actually, my level of expertise is limited. The appraisal agency above is an authoritative institution in Europe, and it is highly recognized in the eyes of collectors! ”

Well, Zhu Yu understands now.

Then next, a very old-fashioned scene appeared, and Zhu Yu asked directly:

"So, how much are these two things worth?"

Rogge was not surprised that Zhu Yu asked, he pointed to the iron place and said:

"If this is a medieval genuine, the price will be around six million - there has been a record for auction!"

I'll go!

Six million for one piece!

Zhu Yu almost burst into foul language, but then he thought that this was an imitation, and his excitement immediately subsided, and then he waited for Rogge's "But. ”

Sure enough, Rogge said with some regret:

"However, he is an imitation two or three hundred years later, and the price has shrunk greatly, so the price is almost ...... now"

Hearing this, Zhu Yu stretched out his ears!