The onlookers also looked at this young Asian man who looked like a layman. From time to time, some people laughed mockingly.
"Hey, yellow monkey, do you want to buy it for your own use?”
" Chinese guy, I think if you want old furniture, it's better to go to the second-hand market. These furniture might be older than your grandfather."
"Maybe he took it back to chop firewood?”
……
Chu Feng didn't care about them. When he was at Harvard, he would sometimes be insulted by a group of relatively high-quality people, let alone now.
It wasn't that these people discriminated against you, but they had this mindset since they were young. In addition, Western education didn't teach them to be careful with their words, so it was easy for them to say it when they met Chinese people. However, when you were really strong, they would also respect you.
After the warehouse manager locked it again, he took the number plate from the other party's hand.
After the auction was over, they could pay with the number plate to get the key.
" Chu Feng, you're too lazy!" Feng Zewei couldn't help but complain when he saw Chu Feng spend 50 dollars to buy a storage unit.
" What's the big deal? It's all luck anyway. It's not like you can't get something good from 50 dollars," Chu Feng said indifferently.
Feng Zewei didn't know how to refute Chu Feng's words.
"Then I don't care about you anymore. I have to take a good look and choose. Don't you study history? Help me to see if there are any antiques. Feng Zewei was looking forward to the warehouse he wanted to choose.
" I'm studying history, not archeology, nor tomb raiding." Chu Feng was a little speechless.
"Almost, almost. Anyway, you definitely know more about these old things than me. At most, I'll help you sell them, okay?”Feng Zewei still trusted Chu Feng. After all, he was one of the top students in Harvard's history department.
"Don't you know that I'm smart and eloquent? "Even if it's 10 dollars, I can help you sell it for 20 dollars. Let's just treat it as a collaboration." He was equally confident in himself.
Chu Feng didn't doubt Feng Zewei's words.
Feng Zewei's family was involved in the import and export of small commodities. In the past few years of school, he had not been idle and had helped his family negotiate many business deals.
He had also become a profiteer in school. Not to mention how much money he had earned, he was self-sufficient for a few years of tuition and living expenses.
" Okay, then it's settled." Chu Feng was just playing around. He had no interest in wasting his time to sell these things.
Soon, another storage unit was sold.
The price of 375 dollars meant that the value of this storage unit was not very high in everyone's eyes.
Then, the auctioneer brought the pliers to the new warehouse.
Number: G379!
The lock of the shutter door was cut open. After opening the door, everyone squeezed forward, wanting to see the situation inside, including Chu Feng and Feng Zewei.
The most obvious thing inside was a hair perming device, and several hair dryers were scattered on the ground. This was obviously an abandoned warehouse of a hair salon.
" Brother Feng doesn't need you anymore. I'm definitely going to get this unit. As long as the price isn't too ridiculous, you'll definitely lose," Feng Zewei said to Chu Feng in a low voice with excitement after looking at it for a few seconds.
"What did you find?" Chu Feng asked curiously.
" Those hair dryers are all branded. A single brand new one costs 100 dollars. And that hair perming device, a new one costs 800 to 900 dollars. As long as it's usable, a second-hand one is worth at least 300 dollars," Feng Zewei analyzed.
"Then how do you know he can still use it?" Chu Feng continued to ask.”
Many warehouses would have some mechanical and electronic products. The value of these things was usually difficult to determine.
If it could be used, even if it was second-hand, the price would still be good. However, if it could not be used, it would need to be repaired. Whether it could be repaired and how much extra it would cost were all things that treasure hunters needed to think about.
" Because this brand has a special recycling business. If it really broke, the original owner definitely wouldn't throw it in the warehouse, but take it for recycling," Feng Zewei explained.
" Then I wish you success." Chu Feng really didn't understand these things, so he could only give his blessings.
"My estimated price is around 1000 dollars. If it's lower than this price, I should be able to make a profit," Feng Zewei said after calculating in his heart.
A minute passed quickly.
The warehouse manager locked the warehouse again, and everyone came to a relatively loose space.
" The auction for unit G379 begins. The starting price is 200 dollars, and each increment must not be lower than 25 dollars. The bidding begins."
"225!"
"300 knives!"
"350 knives!"
"500 knives!"
……
There were obviously some people who knew the ropes, and of course, there were also some who wanted to take a gamble.
For many treasure hunters, this was just a gamble.
If he won a bet, he might become rich. If he lost, he would go bankrupt and work to save money. When he had enough money, he would gamble again.
The price soon stopped at 800 dollars.
"Someone bid 800 dollars. The current price is 800 dollars. Does anyone bid 825 dollars? 800 dollars going once."
" 825 dollars." Feng Zewei made his first bid.
A black fatty wearing a headscarf continued to bid,"850 blades!"
"1000 dollars!" Feng Zewei directly raised the price to the highest he had estimated.
Fatty didn't say anything. He was dejected, obviously ready to give up.
The warehouse manager seemed to be very satisfied. After making sure that no one else was bidding, he said,"Deal, 1000 dollars!"
Feng Zewei successfully took down Xinyi's warehouse.
It was not until around 6 pm that the dozens of storage units were all auctioned off.
Feng Zewei and Chu Feng each handed over the corresponding amount of money according to the number plate and received the key to their own warehouse.
" Let's go and take a look." Even though the sky was almost dark, Feng Zewei was still excited and wanted to take a look.
Of course, Chu Feng was also very interested and did not refuse.
Feng Zewei went to check his G379 unit, while Chu Feng's G372 unit was not far away.
He opened the storage unit. There were no lights inside. Fortunately, Chu Feng had prepared a flashlight in advance.
He casually rummaged through it a few times. There were indeed some broken furniture and some worthless decorations. Just as he was about to leave, he saw something that emitted a dark brown luster in a cardboard box.
With doubt, Chu Feng walked forward and opened the box.
The moment he opened the box, he was stunned!
A strange-looking bronze statue of a snake head was lying quietly in the box.
After staring at it for a while, Chu Feng's blood started to boil.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he gently held it up and observed it carefully. He felt the details and compared it with the bronze statues of the beast heads in his memory.
Very soon, Chu Feng confirmed it.
The strange bronze statue of the snake head in his hand was one of the twelve zodiac bronze statues of the Yuanmingyuan that had disappeared from China for more than 150 years.
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