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Chapter 3 Who makes the most money?

After Zhu Yu started, several other people also started to complain about Madden, Diana and others.

Zhu Yu was left alone.

The auctioneer was also left alone. He simply raised his voice and repeated Zhu Yu's bid of one hundred dollars twice.

When there was still no one bidding, the auctioneer pointed at Zhu Yu to indicate that the bid was successful.

Before Zhu Yu could express his greetings, the auctioneer immediately turned to the fourth container.

Zhu Yu was not in a hurry to clean the contents of the container. Instead, he paid the container owner first and then followed him to the fourth container.

At this time, everyone's attention turned from the big guys to the container.

When the container was opened and everyone saw neatly arranged boxes, everyone's attention was immediately focused!

Usually there are good things in such boxes.

The box is new, no matter what is inside, at least it is new!

The auctioneer took a look at the item and became interested. After discussing with the yard owner, he immediately opened a bidding price of five hundred US dollars, with each increase of the price not less than fifty US dollars!

One person immediately raised the price to $600, and then the price climbed all the way to $1,000!

Zhu Yu recovered somewhat at this time, opened his eyes again, and looked inside the container.

There are twenty or thirty boxes of paper outside, and the boxes in the middle are all brand-new printers! Although the boxes at the back still contain printing paper, these printers are worth a gamble!

There are at least a dozen!

These things are so valuable!

By this time, the bidding price had reached two thousand dollars.

Zhu Yu immediately followed a $2,100 offer.

Hearing Zhu Yu's voice, several people turned their heads to look at him.

Zhu Yu smiled:

"I think there should be something good in it, right?"

Joey laughed and said:

"You're not illiterate, are you? It's clearly written on paper!"

Zhu Yu smiled and said nothing.

Although Joey said this, he still quoted a price of $2,300.

Zhu Yu believed that Joey said that just to deceive others!

Those who often hang out in the container treasure hunt circle must have seen other things packed in cardboard boxes!

However, Joey managed to coax a few people, and when the price reached $2,500, fewer people participated in the bidding.

Madden had already photographed a container before, but at this time he was still insisting.

"Two thousand seven hundred dollars!" the auctioneer continued to shout.

This is the price Zhu Yu paid.

"Two thousand eight hundred!" Joey raised his hand again.

At this time, Diana raised her hand.

"Two thousand nine hundred dollars, two thousand nine hundred dollars..."

"Three thousand!" Zhu Yu raised his hand for the last time. Regardless of success or failure, that's all he had.

He expects everyone else to give up.

However, Madden raised his hand again.

Zhu Yu shook his head and turned back to the nearby container. This time, he gave up.

Joey finally bought the container for $5,100.

Zhu Yu began to clean up the contents of the container that he had photographed.

But he was thinking about Madden next door and Joey on the other side.

There is a high probability that these two people will make a lot of money.

Those instruments are worth about fifteen thousand dollars, and if there are collector's edition instruments among them, it may be even higher.

Not to mention the printing paper, the dozen laser all-in-one printers alone are worth almost US$10,000.

Compared with them eating meat, here we can only drink soup.

Some people outside have dispersed, while others are still watching the excitement.

Zhu Yu moved the table out and began to clean up the old clothes.

These old clothes are relatively clean and have been washed. Judging from the style, they should be considered popular in the past two years.

Zhu Yu looked through them one by one, hoping to find some special items, even the pockets.

I actually asked him to cough up dozens of dollars in change.

Then there was nothing more.

Little Joey next to him saw Zhu Yu's actions and laughed:

"Don't look at it, there are no valuable clothes. This container is obviously used by ordinary people as a warehouse. Now that the rent of the container is more valuable than the items, they naturally don't want it."

Zhu Yu thought about the same reason, but what should be cleaned up still needs to be cleaned up.

Seeing that Zhu Yu didn't listen to him, little Joey went to clean his own box.

Zhu Yu took out several boxes of clothes from the container, opened them, and finally took out the box containing the typewriter.

At this time, a black girl came over and asked Zhu Yu:

"Are these clothes of yours for sale?"

Zhu Yu said hurriedly:

"Sell it!" The girl immediately began to negotiate the price.

"One hundred dollars, you take it all away." Zhu Yu simply offered the price.

One hundred dollars, just enough to get your money back.

The girl looked through the clothes carefully and found that they were all quite clean, so she took out a hundred dollars and walked out with the suitcase.

Finally, the girl wanted to carry the box containing the typewriter, but Zhu Yu hurriedly stopped her:

"It's not clothes, it doesn't count."

The girl didn't believe it, so Zhu Yu had no choice but to open the box.

An old typewriter appeared in front of me.

The girl was a little disappointed when she saw the typewriter, but she still said thank you to Zhu Yu and turned around to leave.

If you put these clothes on the second-hand market, you can easily sell them for two to three hundred dollars.

Zhu Yu found it troublesome.

After all, he really didn't have the time to do this.

The argument between the girl and Zhu Yu attracted the attention of Brother Joey and Madden.

Brother Joey saw the typewriter and ran over to look at it without cleaning his boxes.

"This typewriter looks quite new and has been well maintained...the box is still original!"

Big Joey looked at the box carefully and said.

Little Joey looked at the typewriter carefully and said:

"The machine is regularly oiled and there is no rust on any part. I think it can still be used!"

Zhu Yu pretended to be excited and said:

"Haha! I made money!"

"How about, sell it to me for two thousand dollars?" Big Joey looked at Little Joey, and then said to Zhu Yu.

Madden next to him said:

"Why don't you sell it to me for $2,500?"

Zhu Yu shook his head:

"I think if I gave it to John, it could sell for three thousand dollars!"

Zhu Yu remembered that John once said that in the eyes of collectors, the price of a similar typewriter that is well preserved and still usable is only US$3,330 to US$3,500.

He reserved some profit margin for the other party.

After all, if there is no profit, it is impossible for the other party to buy it.

"Okay, I'll buy it for $3,000." Big Joey immediately decided.

Zhu Yu looked at Madden, who shrugged his shoulders and turned to leave.

"Deal!" Zhu Yu and Da Joey high-fived.

This amount alone is equivalent to one month’s salary income of the middle class in China!

interesting!

After getting three thousand US dollars in cash, Zhu Yu was ready to clean up the remaining garbage. Little Joey did not leave, patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Zhu, there is another deal, do you want to hear it?"


Chapter completed!
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