Seeing that Zhu Yu didn't move, the security guard simply handed him the lock and then left with the auctioneer in front of him.

Someone from behind kindly reminded Zhu Yu:

"If you still want to auction it, lock this door now and move forward. You can clean up this warehouse for one day, and within this day, it will be yours."

Zhu Yu suddenly realized this and immediately turned around to express his gratitude to the thin girl who reminded him.

The white girl with freckles smiled and said:

"It's okay. I'm a newbie too. I've only been here twice and I haven't photographed the warehouse yet."

Zhu Yu locked the warehouse and walked forward. The girl asked curiously:

"Are you Chinese? Chinese people rarely come to auction warehouses."

"Yes, I am a Chinese. Thank you for not thinking that I am a Japanese or a Bangzi." Zhu Yu said sincerely.

"Oh, because when I was in college, I had Chinese classmates." The girl smiled, "Their gratitude was so sincere. The gratitude of the Japanese and the Bangzi were obviously too polite... I can't describe it, but

You can feel it.”

While talking, they had already arrived at the second warehouse.

The security guard has cut the door lock, and the people interested in the auction are observing.

But because it was filled with old chairs, old furniture, and several boxes of worthless sundries, some people obviously didn’t intend to take pictures.

Zhu Yu opened his eyes and found that no one here had a gun.

The contents of the warehouse are basically clear at a glance. These old furniture have heavy signs of wear and tear and have almost no reuse value.

The only thing that caught Zhu Yu's eye were the two Gothic chairs placed at the far end of the warehouse.

These two chairs were wrapped tightly in plastic bags and were well preserved.

If it is genuine, it can be sold for a lot of money.

"Are you taking pictures of this warehouse?" the girl asked Zhu Yu.

"It depends on the situation. Do you want to take a picture?" Zhu Yu asked.

"I don't have much money..."

Zhu Yu smiled, knowing what the girl was thinking: "If the final competitors are you and me, then I won't fight with you. But if you can't compete with others, I may join."

The girl smiled happily.

After one minute of observation, the auctioneer slowly started the auction:

"The starting price is ten dollars, and each increase will be no less than five dollars. Start bidding now."

The girl raised her hand first: "Twenty dollars!"

But except Zhu Yu, no one would let her go, even if it looked like something worthless.

Soon the bid rose to eighty dollars and the girl gave up.

When it reached one hundred dollars, the previous bearded and fat white men also gave up, and only one black man was still bidding.

Zhu Yu raised his hand: "One hundred and twenty dollars."

The black man was tall and big. When he saw Zhu Yu's bid, he couldn't help but stepped forward and wanted to "oppress" him. However, as soon as he reached Zhu Yu, he was blocked by Jason:

"What? What do you want to do?"

Jason is also a tall man, not at all inferior to the black man.

"Hey, man! What does it have to do with you?" The black man was unhappy.

"This is my Boss!" Jason said proudly, "If you want to touch him, see if I agree or not!"

The black man was stunned for a moment, but he didn't continue to do anything, which seemed to be a bit of a force on the outside.

In the end, Zhu Yu bought the warehouse for US$120.

The security guard gave him a headlock again.

After looking at the remaining four warehouses, Zhu Yu called out the price twice, but did not continue to take pictures. Nothing valuable was found inside.

That girl, on the other hand, didn't take pictures of the last warehouse - Zhu Yu could tell, her base price was only eighty dollars.

But no matter which one of these warehouses, the final transaction price is more than one hundred dollars.

Especially that black man, no matter which warehouse is worth it or not, he will get involved in it, and he will follow it if it costs less than one hundred and fifty dollars.

Back in the second warehouse, Zhu Yu opened the lock and was about to pack his things when the girl followed him.

She looked at the things inside and asked Zhu Yu:

"Do you want all these things?"

"Yes." Zhu Yu nodded, "These furniture can still be sold for a few dollars."

The girl's expression darkened.

Zhu Yu smiled and said:

"If the price is right, I can sell some of the furniture to you cheaply."

"Really?" The girl's face showed an expression of surprise, and then she felt a little embarrassed, "I...I don't have much money."

"Let's do this." Zhu Yu pointed to two old sofas and two old chairs and said to her:

"Eighty dollars, how about these four things being yours?"

"Okay! Great!" The girl nodded vigorously, hurriedly took out the money and handed it to Zhu Yu, and then ran out quickly, probably looking for something to pull out these old furniture.

These old furniture are worth about one hundred and twenty or thirty dollars, and the girl can earn dozens of dollars, which is Zhu Yu's thanks for reminding her.

He and Jason moved these four things out and set them aside, and then began to unpack the Gothic chair inside.

At this time, the girl came back happily and said:

"My truck is outside now, can you help me deliver my stuff?"

Zhu Yu asked Jason to help load the girl's things. When the girl was leaving, she saw the two chairs.

"Gothic chair?" The girl originally planned to leave, but stayed, walked to the edge of the chair, looked at it, and asked.

"Do you know this chair?" Zhu Yu was a little surprised.

"Yes, I know it." The girl carefully inspected the chair and finally said:

"These two chairs should be antiques from the 18th century!

I saw it from my teacher, who is a collector of antique furniture. He has a chair like this at home, but it is not as well preserved as this one..."

"Can you contact me?" Zhu Yu said happily, "If I can sell it at the right price, I will pay you a certain commission."

"Really?" The girl immediately took out her mobile phone in surprise. While dialing with one hand, she reached out to Zhu Yu with the other hand:

"Hello, my name is Aini, what's yours?"

"My name is Zhu Yu."

The call was dialed quickly, and a middle-aged man's voice came from over there:

"Ani, why do you have time to call me?"

"Teacher James, I am treasure hunting in the warehouse. A friend here found two well-preserved Gothic chairs. I wonder if you are interested?"

"Is it true? Great!...Oh, can you send me a photo or video?"

The other party first screamed loudly and then regained his composure. Zhu Yu guessed that James was considering the authenticity of the item.

Aini looked at Zhu Yu.

Zhu Yu extended his hand to indicate that she could take photos freely.

Aini immediately said to the phone:

"Teacher, I will take a video for you now."

After hanging up the phone, she professionally took photos around two chairs.

At this time, Jason had already begun to move some of the things that could still be used to the pickup truck outside. Those that could not be used were put together, preparing to find a place to throw them away later.


Chapter completed!