On February 1st, the weather was gloomy.

Early in the morning, Li Du and Hans took the bus to the Smith Warehouse Company's station.

The auction was held at nine o'clock, and it was Hans' idea to arrive early, and the purpose was to observe his opponent.

He knew that Li Du had participated in the auction for the first time, so he kept introducing him to some common sense: "Arriving at the scene in advance is to know yourself and your enemy. You have to know what opponents you have, so as to adjust the quotation strategy..."

At 8:30, only half an hour left before the auction began. All those who were interested in this warehouse arrived. Li Du took a look and found that there were more than fifty people.

This puts pressure on him: "There are so many people in eight warehouses to shoot?"

Hans said: "It's all aiming at massage chairs. Don't worry. Half of these people are not sure of not taking action. The remaining half still wants to find a bargain at a low price. In short, we will get a warehouse and I have prepared enough money."

"Can you still get the money?" Li Du was a little surprised, "How did you get it?"

Hans asked replies without answering: "How did we come today?"

"Take the bus, Schete, are you saying you sold your car?" Li Du was shocked.

"No, it's a temporary mortgage. But if I don't buy it within three days, then this car will not belong to me. So, are you reliable? Can you really find the warehouse where the massage chair is located?!"

Li Du said: "My homework was not done in vain. Now I probably have a plan. I will find the warehouse you want later."

At ten o'clock, an old man wearing a cowboy hat walked out and shouted at a very fast speed: "Line up for me, the warehouse auction starts immediately. I won't say much. No one understands it, and you don't have to participate in this auction &*%￥#..."

Li Du always felt that he was good at English, and it was not until this moment that he realized that he was too confident!

When the warehouse opened, a group of people lined up by, most of them were holding flashlights in their hands, each with one minute to stand at the door to watch, the old man in cowboy hats pinched the watch, and monitored whether anyone crossed the line.

Everyone has one minute, and more than fifty people are nearly one hour.

There are probably nothing valuable in warehouse No. 202, mainly some household tools and eliminated furniture and appliances, which are garbage.

Treasure pickers are not picking up rags. They only buy warehouses that they think are valuable. If they are not sure they can make money, they will not buy them.

Because Americans believe that time and labor are money, and spending time and effort to help warehouse companies clean is a loss.

When it was Hans and Li Du's turn, they walked to the door. Hans shone the warehouse with the wolf eye flashlight in his hand and explained to him at the same time:

"First of all, look briefly at finding something that may be valuable. It depends on your vision and experience. Look here, there is a box inside that says 'Hand gently'. I guess there are glass products inside that are probably bowls and plates. There is a handle exposed there, and I think it is a vacuum cleaner..."

Li Du nodded and found that he could not underestimate these professional treasure-picking people.

Hans' judgment was correct. He had seen it with Xiaozhu. There were some beautiful porcelain plates and porcelain bowls in the box, and the one with the handle exposed was also a vacuum cleaner.

A minute was coming soon. After the two left, Hans whispered: "The thing inside is now worth about five hundred yuan. I guess someone would be willing to take it down at about three hundred yuan."

After the tour is over, the auction begins.

The old man with cowboy hat raised his hand and said, "Did anyone pay $150, $150, $150 for the starting price of $100, $100, $100, $100, $100, $100, $100, $100, $100, $100, $100, $100, $100, $100, $100, $100, $100, $10

He spoke very fast, and Li Du was a little struggling to listen.

Someone nodded immediately, and the old man pointed at the nodding man and continued: "Now it is one hundred and fifty dollars, one hundred and fifty dollars, are there two hundred dollars willing to pay two hundred dollars..."

"Yes!" someone shouted again.

The old man changed to pointing to the latest bidder: "It's good that it's already two hundred dollars and two hundred dollars, so how about three hundred dollars and three hundred dollars?"

In this way, the auctioneer bids, the bidder follows the price. If he can accept this price, he will give him a prompt and he will immediately offer another price.

However, the old man directly raised the price by 100 yuan, and no one followed him. Obviously, everyone thought that the things in the warehouse were not worth the money.

Hans raised his hand: "220 yuan!"

Li Du said in surprise: "You want to buy this? There is no massage chair inside this."

Hans hummed and said, "Don't worry, this warehouse is worth more than 220 yuan, and someone will bid at an additional price. I'm showing you some bidding rules."

"When no one accepts the price given by the auctioneer, you can make a quote as long as it is higher than the price that someone has accepted before."

Indeed, as soon as he finished speaking, the auctioneer said: "There is $220, $220, so how about $250, $250, is anyone willing to accept the immediate offer..."

“YEP!”

"The price of $250 $250 $250 $250 is there so $275 $275?"

No one raised the price again, the auctioneer raised his right index finger: "The first time $250 is $250, the second time I'm about to shout it's over. Is no one accepting it? OK, $250, this gentleman won the bid!"

A Mexican man nodded and went to the auctioneer to get a list. He pulled the roller shutter door and locked it up, and obtained ownership of the warehouse for the next 24 hours.

Warehouse No. 203 and Warehouse No. 204 were auctioned in this way. The former sold $300, while the latter sold only $125. There was no valuable thing in both warehouses from the outside.

When he arrived at Warehouse No. 205, Li Du saw a large box covering a massage chair through the gap in a shelf.

He looked at it pretended to behave for a while, then turned around and winked: "Boss Fu, take this!"

Hans was still a careless person, but when no one noticed, he asked in a serious tone: "Are you sure?"

Li Du nodded: "I am 50% sure!"

"So great confidence? Very good, look at me." Hans was excited.

It was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and the two of them had no food and only drank some water. Of course, the same was true for other treasure pickers. Everyone was very tired and the competition was no longer so fierce.

The auctioneer rested halfway and could even sleep for half an hour, so the old man was still energetic:

"It's still a starting price of one hundred dollars, one hundred dollars, one hundred dollars, has anyone paid one hundred dollars, one hundred dollars..."

Hans raised his hand and signaled, and the auctioneer pointed at him: "How about 150 yuan, 150 yuan, 150 yuan, then how about 200 yuan, 200 yuan?"

Other treasure pickers either frown or have expressionless faces or whispers, and no one bids for them.

Li Du tried to keep his expression calm, but his heart was ups and downs, and he kept asking God, God, God, to bless him and not to appear competitors.

But obviously someone noticed the big box and followed the price once: "Me!"

"Very good, then 200 yuan, 200 yuan is now 200 yuan. I'm talking about 250 yuan, how about 250 yuan? Does anyone have any questions about 250 yuan?"

"Follow!" Hans said, shook his head, and then he shrugged and muttered, "I have to gain something, just bet on this warehouse."

"Then 250 yuan, 250 yuan, is now 250 yuan, which will soon become 300 yuan. Who wants it?" asked the auctioneer.

No one bids anymore, only looking at what you can see. Warehouse No. 205 is not valuable than the previous three warehouses. As Hans said, buying this warehouse is a complete gamble.
Chapter completed!