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63. Steampunk

I received the notice that next Wednesday, the bullet shell will be changed to the third update. Thank you for your support. I hope everyone can vote for recommendations. The bullet shell has been working hard to write and is waiting to be put on the shelves for updates. I am not lazy!

This time when he came to Phoenix, Hans and Li Du suddenly became celebrities.

Just like the sports and entertainment industries, the warehousing and auction industry that has become a complete industrial chain also has its own small circles and large circles. These people are all set to stay, eat and enjoy.

After seeing the warehouse, Hans introduced Phoenix to Li Du on the road and took him to a hotel where the treasure picker liked to stay.

Li Du said: "We came to Phoenix the first two times, why didn't we stay there?"

Hans shrugged and said, "You are profound in Chinese culture. If someone is so awesome and powerful, he will return to the familiar environment to show off, what should he say?"

"Return home in glory."

Hans said: "Yes, I'm going to 'one pound exchange for the Xiang this time. I'm afraid of being embarrassed if I went there before!"

The hotel they went to was called Steam Power, which was a wooden steep house with a road paved with small stones at the door, and the street lights on both sides of the road were kerosene lamp style.

The hotel decoration is steampunk style, with propellers, gears, pistons, bearings, tables and chairs hanging on the walls with mechanical flavors, and some of them look like racing chairs.

When Hans got off the car, he was holding a box and Li Du walked in front.

In this way, he walked to the door and stepped on the steps. There was an exhaust pipe facing outwards on the door. It immediately sounded and a steam-like white mist sprayed out.

Seeing this, he was shocked and quickly retreated. The steam sprayed on his body was not just a joke!

Someone inside laughed: "Don't be afraid, man, that's just dry ice and water vapor, it won't hurt people."

Hans shouted to the person who was talking: "Iron Man, you fucked my brother, think about how to compensate us."

A middle-aged white man with a gentle face walked out of the counter with a smile. He put down his hand and said, "I will compensate your brother, and I will not compensate you. Come on, Chinese Li, come to me for a steam cocktail."

Li Du thought that those who like steampunk were rough-looking men or rebellious young men, but the middle-aged man had a gentle temperament, which was very different from what he expected.

In addition, middle-aged people wore tuxedo, top hat, crutch, and even had a pocket watch, which looked a bit like a European gentleman a hundred years ago.

Hans introduced him, "This is Biders Rothschild, we call him Iron Man, do you know Rothschild, Lee?"

Li Du looked shocked: "That legendary Rothschild family?"

The Rothschild family, the most mysterious ancient family on earth, is considered to be a powerful family that has controlled the world's economic lifeline for nearly two centuries. They appear very frequently in street stall literature.

Biders smiled and said, "Don't listen to Hans' nonsense, he's teasing you."

Li Du turned around helplessly and gave Hans a middle finger to the smug laughing.

Back at the counter, Biders nodded, and a handsome young man at the counter began to make cocktails.

The young man dressed up like him, as if he was the old-school aristocrat who came out of old Hollywood movies.

This cocktail is very interesting. After mixing, there may be dry ice inside, and snow-white water vapor is slowly floating out. No wonder it is called a steam cocktail.

Hans said: "Only one cup?"

"I apologize to your brother."

Hans opened the box and said, "That's so sad. You bastard, I'm thinking of you all the time. Look, I brought you a gift this time!"

In the box is an antique clock, a fake they didn't sell.

Seeing this clock, Biders immediately smiled and hugged her to her side and looked at it carefully.

"No need to see the fake one, it's just a style of imitating the German Mason porcelain, copper-gold French clock. The real one is born in the same year as your favorite Bracet." Hans said while snatching the cocktail.

Born in 1814, the Bratzer was the world's first steam locomotive, named after the Prussian General Bratzer, who was a hero of England at the time and once helped Britain fight against Napoleon's army.

Biders smiled and said, "Very good, this gift makes me feel happy all day long. Come on, arrange a room for you first, and then come down to drink, and drink until you are drunk!"

The young man with a pretty face curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Boss Fu is the stingy man who shows off his favors. This kind of fake is worthless. We have several of them."

Hans was about to speak back, but seven or eight people walked down the stairs. When they saw the two, they greeted each other:

"Hi, Boss Fu, why are you here in Phoenix?"

"Shete, this guy must have smelled the baby's fragrance. How about taking us for a ride?"

"China Li, how about changing a partner? I can be more reliable than Boss Fu."

Hans raised his middle finger with a rebellious look on his face and cursed: "Who do you want to dig? Get out, Li Ke and I are not just partners, we are brothers, brothers!"

Biders arranged a standard room for the two, which contained two large beds. The door was like a ship's cabin door, and the head of the bed was also a rudder, which looked like a themed hotel.

When he entered, he reached out and knocked on the door, saying, "The sound insulation is very good. You can discuss confidential information whenever you want."

Hans smiled and said, "Of course, we can trust you."

Biders said: "If you can trust me, I will remind you for the sake of the antique clock."

"What's wrong?"

"Be careful when this auction is on your side. Many people are eyeing you, and you may be invincible."

Hans frowned and said, "We have only made a little money, and we were targeted so quickly?"

Biders said: "A little bit? Your antique clocks sold for about 200,000 yuan. How many people in Phoenix can make so much at once?"

Later they went downstairs to have a drink, and soon some treasure pickers came up.

Hans and Li Du quickly became the focus of the crowd, people asked about their recent situation, and some inquire about their targets for Phoenix.

"Is there any insider information? If so, how about I'll let us know a little?"

"Yes, Boss Fu, you are such a generous guy."

"For God's sake, I will guide us lost lambs. I haven't opened this month!"

Someone couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he pushed the crowd away and sat next to Li Du and said, "Don't be too arrogant. This is Phoenix, not a countryside place like your Flagstaff City. I bet you don't want to make money from Phoenix this time!"

Li Du smiled and said in a low-key manner: "You can't make money, you can have a long experience."

The white man with a tattoo on his neck looked at him provocatively, "That's right, the country bumpkins will get a lot of fun in the big city."

Hans stared at him and wanted to get angry. Li Du pressed his shoulder and said to Biders: "We've almost finished drinking. I want to go out for a walk and see you later."

When he was about to leave, he pretended to be careless and turned back: "By the way, I see you bought a clock just now? How much does it cost?"

Biders was stunned, pointed to the antique bell and said, "Oh, you said this? I bought it for a thousand yuan."

Li Du said: "I just bought an old house in the flagpole market. I lacked an antique clock. I paid 1,500 yuan. How about selling this clock to me?"

Biders shrugged and said, "It's not impossible, I already have it..."
Chapter completed!
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