Warehouse No. 114 was messy, with some shoe boxes piled up at the door, and when opened, it was full of messy things.

Li Du sorted these things and placed them at the door with small toys, the Bible as the size of a palm, the windproof lighter, the handmade small box, etc.

Some people who were interested in waiting at the door saw such small objects and immediately shook their heads:

"Don't do this, according to the principle of warehousing and auctioning gold, go find the most valuable things first."

"These garbage still need to be sorted? Put it in bags, and the garbage can is their destination."

"Even in the trash can, eating these things will be disgusting, right? Haha."

Li Du opened a large box and a bunch of cards appeared inside, the size of playing cards and the texture of hard plastic. Each piece was pasted with plastic film, which was well protected.

There were a lot of cards, with a total of three or four hundred pieces. He took them out carefully and sorted them out together, and placed them in the passenger seat of the car.

Seeing this scene, the treasure picker waiting beside him sneered: "What kind of treasure is this?"

Someone came up to take a look, picked up a picture and shook his head and said, "This thing is not worth it. If my eyes are not blind, then I see a room card."

Hans nodded to Li Du and said, "Yes, the room card is not worth it."

Li Du asked: "I remember that there is also a market for room card collection in the United States, right?"

Hans shrugged, "There is a market, but this thing is of little value and they are not rare unless you find a White House card."

Li Du shook his head and said, "There is no White House card inside."

"Then this is a pile of garbage." Dalton said, watching the fun.

Li Du smiled and stopped talking and focused on his work.

Seeing this, the onlookers thought he was too boring and boring, so they left and went to Andrew's side one after another.

After opening the warehouse, Andrew raised his head and said, "Do you guys, move the things inside out for me, be careful. Have you seen that box? Be careful with me and I will take it out myself."

When he reached his level, he no longer had to do rough work by himself. He hired workers with big waists to clean up the warehouse. He just needed to judge the value of the items in it.

A blue box piled up in a white foam box was moved over, and he opened the box and took out a guitar of the same color from it.

This guitar is exquisitely shaped, smoothly curved, and the blue paint is very delicate. The sunset shines on it, shining with a bright luster.

The most amazing thing is that as Andrew slowly turned the guitar, the blue light actually jumped, as if it was a pure wave.

Seeing this scene, the treasure-picking people's eyes lit up, and all kinds of eyes gathered on the guitar, and the group did not hide their envy, jealousy and hatred.

Reginard's eyes were hot, and he shouted: "Sheetsheetsheetsheetsheets! Don't tell me this is Fanda Wave Electric Guitar!"

Hearing this name, everyone exclaimed:

"My God, isn't it? Is this Fanda wave?"

"Really, is there such a treasure hidden in this place?"

"The people in the Hundred Thousand Club definitely have real materials. I just said that the rookie would be dealt with miserably!"

The two warehouses were not far apart, and Hans soon got the news and ran over.

Li Du treated him calmly and was still cleaning up the warehouse. There was no one here. He walked directly to the box in the middle and took out a belt from it.

The belt is made of cowhide and looks old and quaint, but after he wiped it with cotton cloth, the belt becomes brand new when clean.

After a while, Hans came back cursingly: "That bitch is so lucky. He actually got a Fanda wave! Damn it, no wonder he dared to pay 5,000 yuan, no wonder he dared to pay 5,000 yuan!"

Li Du asked: "What is Fanda wave?"

"You know about an electric guitar, Fanda guitar? If jazz, blues, country, rock and other music are the symbols of the United States, then Fanda electric guitar is the shiny paint on the symbol." Hans introduced to him.

"Waves are the finest of Fanda guitars, made at the Cornona factory in California. From guitar boards, strings and accessories to audio equipment including mixers, all use top-notch configurations and are of great value."

Li Du suddenly knew what he was talking about. He saw this blue electric guitar at that time, but he could not see the specific identity of the guitar and did not find it online.

Hans told him the value of the guitar: "A new Fanta wave costs 50,000 yuan, and his one is well preserved, so it is absolutely fine to sell it for 30,000 yuan."

Li Du said: "Thirty thousand? That's a lot of money."

Hans said depressedly: "Damn it, we're going to be miserable! Man, I have to blame you, how could you fail? Didn't your family tradition see the value of that warehouse?"

Li Du smiled bitterly and said, "My family skills are not 100% useful. I told you the first day, but it doesn't matter, we may not lose."

They packed up the things, but the warehouse was full of groceries and even useless garbage. Hans was getting deeper and deeper, and he could not see hope of winning.

A group of treasure pickers surrounded the door and watched the fun. Finally, before the sun set, both warehouses were cleaned up, and Androosen led the people over with his head.

"Hey, two novices, come here and let me see what you got?" he said in a big way.

The crowd booed, and the fat man who was sneering in the auction warehouse No. 15 was ridiculed by Hans's vagina: "They got a bunch of shit, or some sluts' diapers. Don't look, Andrew, it will make your eyes hurt."

Andrew snorted: "I didn't plan to see it at all. I didn't need to show all the treasures, two idiots, come and see my guitar. This guitar can be sold for 30,000 yuan. What do you use to compare it?"

Dalton shook his head and said, "They can't compare. The most valuable thing they are the lawn mower that may sell for 500 yuan."

"Provoking the 100,000 club members, I finally suffered."

"If I were them, I would definitely pull down the warehouse door and hide in it until midnight."

"Wouldn't that turn into a rat? Chinese rat? Haha."

Hans suddenly became furious and pointed at the last person who spoke and shouted: "Hey, boy, don't spray feces all over your mouth, don't insult my brother, otherwise I will break your mouth and make it impossible for you to bite your wife's toenails in the future!"

Andrew said impatiently: "Don't change the topic, I'll ask you, what are you comparing with my electric guitar?"

Hans was speechless, and Li Du took out a belt from a carton and said, "How about this?"

This belt was the one he had found before. An eagle was carved on the silver-white belt buckle. The eagle head was stretched to the right, with its wings stretched, and a ten thousand characters were grabbed on its claws.
Chapter completed!