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The railway station warehouse company's site is open-air, and it is drizzling, so everyone has to stand in the rain to take pictures.

The auctioneer wearing a raincoat shouted: "The auction rules are no longer repeated. Everyone stands outside the door and cannot see if they enter the door and do not reach out to touch the things inside. It is best to have cash transactions all know, right?"

"The other thing is that the weather is bad today. My vision is limited. Maybe I can't see everyone's arms. So you try to get closer to me and try to bid as quickly as possible. I think no one wants to stand in the water, right?"

Prescott is a small town, and the main people who come here to participate in the auction are locals. There are not many treasure pickers, only more than twenty.

Seeing this, Li Du said to Hans: "This is the least number of auctions we have attended, right?"

Hans nodded and said, "Yes, but don't think that fewer people are easy to get a warehouse. In fact, the fewer people are, the stronger everyone is."

The first warehouse was opened, and everyone lined up to see. A treasure picker in front of Li Duhans and the others turned around and asked, "What did you see?"

Hans, who was muttering, raised his head and said, "A pile of garbage!"

"Then you plan to give up this warehouse, are you?" asked the treasure picker.

Hans shrugged and said, "It depends on the price. There is no absolute garbage. If the price is low enough, we are still willing to take risks."

After the visit, the auctioneer raised his hand and said, "Let me go ahead and let me see that I'm starting to ask for the price. The starting price is 200 yuan, 200 yuan, 200 yuan..."

Li Du also raised his hand and said, "We!"

"Then 250 yuan, 250 yuan, 250 yuan..."

The treasure-picking people shook their heads together, and two people went back and took a look again, and then shook their heads and left.

It was so simple that the first warehouse fell into Li Du's hands.

Mr. Li was confused: "Damn, the quote will be over in one go?"

The auctioneer shouted 200 yuan three times, then waved his arms down to make a hammer knock: "Very good, young man, this warehouse belongs to you."

Hans smiled and said, "This warehouse has no value and can only be used as a garbage disposal. Obviously everyone can see it."

The second warehouse was opened, and the people who picked up treasures had a brief commotion.

They saw the construction tools inside, which are necessities for Americans who like to clean up their homes and land by themselves.

The starting price is still 200 yuan, and Li Du was the first to offer it again, but soon there were people following the price, and the price rose to 1,000 yuan.

Seeing this, he shook his head and said to Hans: "This is too expensive."

Hans smiled and said, "Did you see a machine with a nozzle inside just now?"

"It seems to be there, but there are a lot of cement blocks on it, which don't look worthwhile."

"No, that's a high-pressure stirring jet, it's valuable, the new one costs tens of thousands of yuan." Hans whispered.

"So valuable?" Li Du said in surprise.

He saw the machine, like a cement mixer, placed under a pile of cartons, and looked inconspicuous.

Since that's the case, they have to continue to follow the price: "1,200 yuan, we!"

"Very good 1200 yuan, 1200 yuan, 1200 yuan, and then 1300 yuan?"

"Here." Someone followed the offer.

The auctioneer pointed to the middle-aged man who bid and added another 100 yuan.

Hans and Li Du spoke out respectively, and the price rose to 2,000 yuan, and they still chose to keep up.

When the price reached this price, the other treasure pickers shook their heads and withdrew. A big man patted Hans on the shoulder and said, "OK, it belongs to you."

Someone asked, "Are you going to take the entire Prescott to Flagstaff?"

"We have the mechanical knights and there are big cars, so why not?" Hans laughed.

The third and fourth warehouses are both household waste products. This time Li Du and Hans did not participate in the quotation, and the warehouse was very cheap and was bought by two treasure pickers.

When we arrived at the fifth warehouse, Li Du became serious and the antique straw paper was here.

There are many tables, chairs, benches, mattresses and other things in this warehouse. Hans glanced at it and said, "This is a hotel warehouse. The former owner must have run a hotel."

The tables, chairs, benches and mattresses inside are damaged or moldy, and are still garbage and have no value.

The auctioneer obviously thinks so, and the starting price is very low when quoting: "100 yuan, 100 yuan, 100 yuan, this is the lowest price, you can't buy it, you can't buy it, you can't buy it, you can't buy it..."

After hearing this, Li Du was suddenly happy. He raised his hand and smiled, "We, haha, I hear this very familiar."

The treasure pickers stared at him strangely, and a bearded man couldn't help asking: "Are you going to clean the garbage or what's going on?"

Li Du said: "This is not a garbage guy. If you put together the tables and chairs inside, you can at least piece together a few complete sets of good goods!"

The treasure pickers burst into laughter, and Hans shook his head and said, "You are right, but it will take a lot of effort to piece them together!"

The treasure picker pointed at him and shouted: "Are you willing to pay a higher price for 100 yuan, 100 yuan? Without this warehouse, it belongs to the Chinese!"

"Give it to him, it's considered that America shows kindness to Eastern China." The bearded treasure picker shook his hand as if he threw garbage.

"You picked it up." The auctioneer pointed at Li Du, "This warehouse belongs to you!"

When the sixth warehouse was opened, a treasure picker lamented: "Shete, why are all garbage? Damn it, I'm going to Phoenix. I'll starve to death when I'm guarding Prescott!"

This is the last warehouse, and several people left after reading it.

Hans shook his head and said, "Let's go, let's clean up the guys in front."

Li Du winked at him and whispered: "Get this one."

The safe is placed in the corner, surrounded by messy furniture and woven bags, so it is impossible to see from the gate, and all people can see is a pile of garbage.

Hans was excited and then waited patiently.

In the end, there were less than twenty treasure pickers left, and the rain was even heavier.

In this way, the auctioneer was too lazy to stir up everyone's emotions and said directly: "You give me a quote for the last warehouse. I'm so cold that I can't open my mouth!"

A treasure picker said, "100 yuan, I'll deal with the garbage for you."

Hans laughed and said, "Collins, you're paying too much, I'll pay 200 yuan!"

"Then I'll pay 300 yuan." Someone got involved again.

In addition to the safe, this warehouse also has a complete set of sofas. The sofa is well protected and can be sold as second-hand furniture for a thousand yuan.

Hans's offer reached 600 yuan, and the others gave up the offer. Collins shook his head and said, "Are you crazy? Two of the four warehouses are all garbage. Have you changed your career to open a cleaning company?"

"We have a big cart!" Hans said proudly.

The treasure pickers opened their umbrellas and left one after another. The auctioneer pointed at the two and said, "Okay, 600 yuan, this warehouse belongs to you."
Chapter completed!