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Chapter 25 Auction (3)

"Six hundred dollars!"

The man who was smiling very well just now had no smile on his face. After hesitating for a while, hesitating for a while, he jumped out of his teeth, and added fifty dollars to six hundred dollars.

Jim shrugged his shoulders, then raised his hand and shook it gently in the air, and waved helplessly that he would not bid anymore.

Someone offered a price for "Six hundred and fifty dollars".

Unlike middle-aged men, the woman who is hosting the auction is very happy and keeps asking: "Is there any additional one or more twenty?"

"Six hundred and seventy dollars!" The man's face was almost twisted.

"Is there anyone else... six hundred and seventy dollars at a time!" the woman shouted.

"No one wants it anymore. Such a high price, Brian, are you crazy?" said an old black man who looked a little dissatisfied.

After taking pictures of five or six warehouses, the original group of treasure hunters had no smiles on their faces. So far, the lowest one has been photographed at 450 US dollars, which far exceeded their expectations. If they continued like this, they would have planned to buy five warehouses, so they could only buy four at most. If they wanted to grab what everyone liked, it would be dangerous to buy two.

The current situation has nothing to do with Jian Heng, and it has nothing to do with Jim. It is mainly two newbies in the crowd. In domestic terms, the raw melon seeds are too fierce. At the beginning, they jumped up at 100 or 50. After taking pictures of several libraries, they didn't see the 21 plus several times, which really gave a headache for a group of treasure hunters.

Originally, Jian Heng was going to teach these people a little lesson, but now it seems that it is not necessary at all. Not only does he need to pay attention to the few raw melon seeds in the crowd, but he should not ruin his own affairs.

Finally, the middle-aged man Brian took the warehouse, handed the money to the woman, took the key and stood at the door.

There was no one talking to a group of people, just watching him open the door quietly. For treasure hunters, it was just a matter of profit or loss, so everyone should pay attention to keeping quiet. If others make money, everyone will naturally be more lively. If they lose money, it is best to walk away quietly so that some people with bad tempers will not send their anger on themselves.

They were all veterans who knew this rule, but no one spoke up for a few newcomers, including Jian Heng. These people were completely curious and wanted to see what valuable things were inside.

This is a bit like a lottery ticket that plays scratch lottery. Before scratching, everyone was curious about this lottery ticket, and they were particularly curious about it. They wanted to know whether it would be a 100,000 prize after scratching, or whether it would be a patron for the patronage. The expectation of the idea is particularly attractive.

So at this moment, the entire warehouse suddenly became as quiet as a mystery.

Click!

With a few gentle sounds, Brian clamped off the lock with a huge vise. The lock belonged to the original owner. Next, Brian opened the lock of the rolling door with the key. Only a slight dull sound was heard. Brian unscrewed the lock and stretched out his hand to push the rolling door.

All eyes were focused on the slowly opened roller shutter door.

well!

Waiting to see what was in the house clearly, someone from the treasure hunter suddenly sighed. The entire warehouse looked full of furniture, as well as some broken pipes, wood, etc. Fully solid wood furniture is quite expensive for domestic people, but Americans usually use wood to build houses. How could they take solid wood furniture into their eyes, unless it is antiques or expensive wood furniture, but these two are obviously not something that a middle-class family can afford.

Anyway, this warehouse is not worth 670 US dollars no matter how you look at it. Not to mention 670 US dollars, it is difficult to put these old furniture at a 200 US dollar at a vanguard. Brian's ticket is a huge loss.

"No problem, right?" The woman no matter how Brian is feeling, for her, the things in it now have nothing to do with her, and the profits and losses are not her own, so she naturally doesn't care.

Keeping Brian standing at the door of the warehouse with his face bitter, the woman took the rest of the people to the door of the warehouse for the next auction.

The woman flipped through the notebook, took out the key and shook it in her hand: "The following is No. 30, Area B!"

"Three hundred and five, do you want someone?" the woman said to the crowd.

Before the woman could finish her words, Jian Heng raised his hand and signaled him to show him three hundred and five.

Before Jian Heng could put down his hand, someone immediately shouted out three hundred and seven, and then someone called out three hundred and nine.

Perhaps because there were not many good things, everyone's bids obviously began to be conservative, and the 220-year-olds increased, and finally after 45-year-olds, the woman asked twice before someone added the price once.

"five hundred!"

Jian Heng has not spoken out yet, just waiting for everyone to take action without extra time.

When everyone heard that Jian Heng had added fifty at once, they couldn't help but look at Jian Heng.

"If everyone doesn't like it, I'll buy it."

Jian Heng didn't care about paying 500 yuan to hide his home house. As long as he cleaned the Benz car today and had a serious way out, how could Jian Heng mind the small few hundred yuan?

Jian Heng added fifty dollars at once, and it seemed that the people around him were suddenly brought to his senses. This warehouse is one of the most popular rooms in Caibao Hunter. The owner of the warehouse is a music enthusiast and has a high annual income. They got the news that the former owner regarded the warehouse as his own private small theater. These people all understood that this warehouse had a great possibility that Dujin's audio connectors or even high-end audio equipment, which was a warehouse that was likely to make a lot of money.

"Five Hundred and Twenty"

Someone followed immediately.

"Five hundred and fifty"

"Six hundred and three!" Jian Heng raised his hand and showed his determination to win.

At the same time, I used my own eyes to scan the raw melon seeds.

"Six hundred and fifty"

"Six hundred and seventy"

Most of the people in the crowd didn't say anything, only two people followed Jian Heng and raised the price.

Jian Heng was delighted that it was the two high-priced raw melon seeds in front of him.

"Seven Hundred" a treasure hunter took action.

Jian Heng saw from their expressions that it was very likely that these people would follow again, so he opened his mouth and shouted over 700 yuan.

The woman glanced at Jian Heng, then turned her eyes to others, and said slowly: "Is there anyone else who has bid?"

After being stunned for about five seconds, the woman then said, "First, second time, second time..."

"Seven hundred and fifty!"

Without waiting for the woman to spit out a three-word word, someone surpassed Jian Heng's bid.

"Is there anyone who is higher than this price?" The woman stopped looking at Jian Heng now and directly targeted Jian Heng.

Jian Heng shook his head, looking reluctant.

"Eight hundred!"

Near! I heard someone shouting out eight hundred in the crowd and immediately turned around and looked over. When they saw the bidder, many veterans had a thoughtful expression on their faces.

"Eight Hundred and Twenty"

Someone followed in the crowd.

"Eight Hundred and Forty"

Two raw melon seeds took action together.

............

"Is there still nine hundred and fifty, the last time, nine hundred and fifty, nine hundred and fifty sold!".

The last one was sold for 950.

If it costs 950 yuan, then there must be a speaker in this room, and it must be a small fever level to make money back. If there is no such high-value thing, the person who bought it can be said that he has lost his pants.

Waiting to see the door of this warehouse rise slowly, many people felt even more curious in their hearts, and they all stretched their heads to see what was inside.

well!

As soon as the door opened, the biggest regret so far appeared, and the most eccentric thing was that the sound seemed to be filled with gloom.

After the door opened, there was a speaker inside, but no matter how you looked at it, it was not worth a few hundred dollars. It was just a household product. In addition to this set of speakers, there were only two large sofa chairs and a bed. The blanket on the bed was twisted into a ball, and there was a U-shaped work rack next to it, with some electrical components on it. The warehouse was a little messy, and it seemed that the front owner was in a hurry when he left.

Next, Jian Heng and some old hunters accidentally cooperated with each other and began to feed two raw melon seeds. After several warehouses, these two raw melon seeds wiped out the arrogance at the beginning. Just look at their faces and you will know that their pockets are about to dry.

The purpose was achieved. Jian Heng would no longer take action. Even if he did, he would only add twenty to the matter. The hunter would let go and take advantage of him. They had snatched each other but they were all in the same position. They did not impose a high price. They overturned two raw melon seeds, and the remaining few transactions were only between three or four hundred.

Things in the warehouse sold at such a price cannot lose much or make a lot of money. This is a normal warehouse shooting.

"I guess there will be no gains today!" I don't know who whispered in the crowd.

This sentence immediately echoed a few times, and there was nothing to see, so everyone was naturally a little depressed.

At this time, the woman happened to stand at the door of the warehouse where the Tibetan Benches car was hidden and began to flip the notebook in her hand.
Chapter completed!
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