The Kochena tribe had a system where the chief was buried with the dead. However, during the time of the Alisena chief in the photo, the natives were in a difficult situation and the tribe was repeatedly invaded.
It happened a century and a half ago. At that time, the United States was still a barbaric land. Many white men with guns rode horses to expel the natives and occupy their territory.
In addition, the natives had lived on the North American continent for thousands of years and had collected a lot of wealth. This wealth was something that the white men were jealous of.
Many violent white men gathered to form teams, armed with guns and weapons, to rob the natives of their accumulated wealth. The most popular of these were gold and silver.
There was a gold mine in the Appalachian Mountains where the Kochena tribe was located. However, because the tribe was hidden deep in the mountains, it had not been looted by white bandits in the early years.
However, the world was getting worse. The legend of the gold of the Kochena tribe finally spread. Many white bandits were tempted and attacked and looted the Kochena tribe.
The chief of that generation, Alisena, prepared for a rainy day. He hid all the gold and then led his people to abandon the camp and go deeper into the mountains.
Before they left, a photographer from the studio happened to go there. When Chief Alisena learned that the photographer had come with good intentions, he did not make things difficult for him. Instead, he used the photographer to take some photos.
The photos described his people and the camp where they had lived for generations. According to the old chief, he wanted to keep the photos as a souvenir.
After discovering the value of photography and photos, the old chief thought about it and took him to the treasure site to let him take a few more photos.
Of course, the photographer had been wearing a mask during the trip and did not know the location and route of the treasure site. It was only when they reached the treasure site that he briefly took off the mask to take photos.
The photographer had given all the photos to the chief, but he had brought the negatives back. Later, he had developed some photos and provided them to the media. These were the old, yellowed photos that Li Du had seen.
These photos had once sparked a local treasure hunt. Everyone wanted to find the gold treasure of the Kochena tribe through the scenery described in the photos.
However, the scenes in the photos were very limited. There were only some rocks and a few trees. There were countless such scenes in the Appalachian Mountains. Looking for the treasure with such scenery was not much different from looking for a needle in a haystack.
In the end, they found nothing. With the disappearance of the Kochena tribe, the treasure became an unsolved mystery.
This was not what Li Du had read in the newspapers. He had looked it up on the Internet. The Kochena tribe's gold treasure had been circulating in Cleveland and other places for a long time. There was a lot of information about it on the Internet.
At that time, the cameraman was also tempted by the gold. The studio led a treasure hunting team, but the cameraman was blindfolded. He did not know the route from the campsite to the treasure, and in the end, he did not find anything.
Looking at this information, Li Du rubbed his chin and then used the ability to reverse time on the negatives in the box.
The photos came from the negatives. The negatives and the photographer had gone from the camp to the gold treasure site. At that time, the photographer's eyes were covered, but the negatives were not!
As time was reversed, scenes appeared in front of Li Du. The first scene was when the negatives were produced …
After jotting down the number of the storage unit, Li Du smiled at Lu Guan and said, "This holiday is going to be interesting. Let's go back and prepare."
"What did you see in the warehouse?" Lu Guan asked curiously.
Li Du winked at him. "I saw your bonuses."
Lu Guan grinned from ear to ear.
In late July, the auction began.
There were treasure hunters from Ohio and Pennsylvania. The local treasure hunters from Cleveland were the main force, and there were about 60 of them.
Li Du had indeed become a celebrity in the industry. When he brought Lu Guan to the warehouse, someone recognized him. "Wow, Arizona's Treasure Hunter Tycoon?"
"It's him. How many Chinese are there in our industry? Looking at his temperament, he is definitely that China Li. "
"Why is he here in Cleveland? I've never heard of those country bumpkins from the Southwest coming to our territory. "
"Shut up, China Li is the most vengeful. Don't provoke him. Even if you provoke him, don't bring us down with you!"
Li Du did not know anyone here, so after he arrived, he found a place to stay. Godzilla and Big Quinn stood on both sides of him, which helped the treasure hunters to confirm his identity.
Not long after, a middle-aged white man wearing a sunhat walked up to him. He extended his hand in a friendly manner and asked, "Mr. Li from Arizona?"
Li Du smiled and shook hands with him. "Yes, hello."
The middle-aged white man pointed to himself and said, "I'm Hook Tatum. It's nice to see you in Cleveland, but I'm really curious. Why did you come to our small place?"
Li Du said, "I've been on vacation here recently, so I came here to have a look."
Tatum pursed his lips and said, "You're on vacation in Cleveland? Ah, no one here knows about this. If you think it's necessary, as a local, I can introduce you to the local attractions. "
Li Du nodded, and Tatum enthusiastically introduced the attractions.
After a while, he changed the topic to the auction. "It's a pity that Eye Studio closed down. Otherwise, you could have asked them to take some photos as a souvenir. Their portraits are excellent.
I don't know what they will leave behind after they closed down. Mr. Li, do you have any news? Did you find anything? "
Tatum's ultimate goal was to get some useful information from Li Du to make money. Obviously, Tatum knew about Li Du's feats in Arizona and California.
Li Du smiled and said, "I'm here today because I'm bored on vacation. I heard there was an auction, so I came to take a look."
Tatum didn't believe him. The other treasure hunters didn't believe him either. Those who knew who he was didn't believe him.
Li Du never missed, which was why he was known as a legend in the warehouse auction industry. Otherwise, he would not have attracted the attention of treasure hunters in America, who had only been in the industry for three or four years.
At the start of the auction, Li Du did not show much enthusiasm, just as he had said.
One by one, the warehouses were auctioned off. Li Du made a few bids, but he did not insist. When someone made a higher bid, he shook his head and quit.
A treasure hunter suddenly muttered, "This guy doesn't seem to be anything special."
Another small warehouse was opened, and the auctioneer called out a starting price of 500 dollars. Li Du looked at the treasure hunter who had commented on him and directly raised the price. "Two thousand dollars!"
The treasure hunter thought that Li Du was coming for him, so he touched his nose and carefully walked into the crowd.
The other treasure hunters shook their heads. This warehouse was almost full of film, and one could tell from the packaging that it was all scrap film, not even worth 1,000 dollars.
The auctioneer pointed to Li Du. "Two thousand dollars — sold!"
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