Hans raised the price twice, and quickly raised it to 4,000 dollars. The other treasure hunters lost interest and shook their heads.
This made Lucas very anxious, and he shouted, "Four thousand dollars for a Yamaha is a good deal no matter how you look at it —"
"It's just a second-hand motorcycle," someone interrupted him. "Even if it's in this storage unit, it might not sell for 4,000 dollars!"
Li Du sneered, "It's hard to say if there's really a Yamaha."
Lucas spat in disdain, "F * ck, my information network is definitely accurate! Count yourself lucky. If you two hadn't tricked us, you wouldn't have left with anything! "
The auctioneer asked for 4,100 dollars twice, and no one raised the price. This storage unit went to Hans.
There were still more storage units to be sold. Li Du shook his head and said, "There's no more value. Let's hurry and clear these two storage units."
There was a lot of junk in these two storage units, and their pickup truck would not be able to transport it all at once. If they wanted to get rid of it, they would have to do it in advance. According to the rules, they only had 24 hours of ownership of the storage units.
Hans said, "It's okay, we'll hire a truck to deal with the junk. Big Fox has a lot of connections."
After paying and stamping their seals, they opened the storage units and started to clear.
Time was running out. Hans searched storage unit 140, while Li Du cleared storage unit 141.
"Very good, a baroque chair. I think it can sell for 50 dollars."
"There's a pile of National Geographic here, two thousand, two thousand and one. Sh * t, this isn't worth much …"
"What's this? A Christmas tree? F * ck, this thing is rotten! "
Lucas walked over slowly and sat on the baroque chair, watching them dig the storage units.
Hans shouted angrily, "Hey, mad cow, get lost! I don't want my chair to be infected with mad cow disease! "
Lucas was in a good mood when he saw that they were digging out trash. He took out 50 dollars and said, "I'll buy this chair, how about it?"
He deliberately made them feel bad.
Hans glared at him. Li Du took the money and said, "The chair belongs to you. This business has to be done. I can't find a reason not to make money."
Sitting on the soft sofa, Lucas watched as the two of them dug out more and more worthless junk, his mood getting better and better.
When the warehouse was in the middle, Hans pulled back a piece of tarpaulin, and five drums of different sizes were revealed.
These drums came in all sizes. The frames were made of stainless steel, and the bodies of the drums were made of reddish-brown maple. The drum faces were as new as ever.
Seeing this, Hans was shocked. Then, he screamed, "God love me! My God, God loves me! "
Lucas, who was watching the show from the doorway, widened his eyes, his face full of jealousy. "Damn it, you guys are really lucky. You must have eaten dog poop today!"
Li Du was cleaning up unit 141 next door. There was a pile of small boxes at the entrance of the unit. Inside were some music scores and teaching materials. He flipped through them, but they were of no value, so he put them aside.
When he reached the corner of the warehouse, he carefully lifted a large dust cover, and a wine-red grand piano appeared in front of him.
No one was paying attention to him. Li Du stretched out his hand and gently stroked the glossy, glossy paint. On the side, he felt a tag that described the specific information of the piano.
The lighting in the warehouse was not very good. He turned on his flashlight and shone it to the side. Then, he suddenly understood.
The people who had won the bid for the other warehouses were also rummaging through them. Their faces were full of anticipation, wanting to find the motorcycle.
In the end, a few warehouses were roughly searched, but there was no trace of the motorcycle.
The Yamaha motorcycle was, after all, a large item. If it was in the warehouse, even if it was disassembled into parts, it would still be easy to find. But after turning seven warehouses upside down, not even a tire was found.
Just like that, the few treasure hunters' faces darkened.
Hans did not care. He carefully took out the whole set of drums and said proudly, "Although we didn't get the motorcycle, DW's drums are not bad."
Someone walked up to Lucas with a gloomy face and said, "I say, Mad Bull, you're having fun playing with us like toys, aren't you?"
There was no motorcycle in the few warehouses. Lucas, who had confidently said that he had a special source of information, was embarrassed.
A treasure hunter's credibility was very important. Once they lost their credibility, they would lose their status in the industry.
Luckily, Lucas reacted quickly. He rolled his eyes and said calmly, "That's impossible. There must be a Yamaha motorcycle in these eleven warehouses. I can guarantee to God …"
"How can there be eleven warehouses? There are only seven!" someone said unhappily.
Lucas had been waiting for this sentence. He pretended to be surprised and said, "Seven? How can that be? My friend told me there were eleven warehouses. "
Li Du leaned against the door of warehouse 141. "Your friend told you that there were eleven warehouses up for auction. He also told you that there was a Yamaha motorcycle in one of the warehouses. But did he tell you that Yamaha not only sells motorcycles, but also musical instruments?"
After saying that, he nodded to Hans and gestured for him to come take a look.
Seeing this, Hans, who was packing the drums, had a look of disbelief on his face. "Oh my God, no, no, no, I don't believe it. We won't be that lucky. Oh my God, don't tell me you found something good in the warehouse!"
Even though he said that, he still sprinted into warehouse 141. Then he shouted, "Rooster was right! There's really a Yamaha! There's really a Yamaha! "
Yamaha motorcycles were so famous that when people talked about them, they forgot that they started out as musical instruments. Pianos were also one of their main industries.
When Li Du checked the nameplate, he realized that the grand piano was a Yamaha brand. That must be the "Yamaha" that Rooster's friend was talking about.
However, at that time, they happened to be with the motorcyclist, so they subconsciously equated Yamaha with motorcycles.
Of course, they were not the only ones who made this mistake. Lucas also fell for it.
Looking at the piano, Hans laughed so hard that he almost cried.
Lucas stood outside the door and looked at the grand piano. His face was as if he had seen a ghost. "F * ck, how could this be?!"
Hans walked out and tapped his chest. "You've been tricked, buddy. Your sources of information are outdated! We also received news that there is a Yamaha in the warehouse, but it's a Yamaha piano! "
"Lucas! Give us an explanation, what's going on? "
"F * ck, didn't you say there was a Yamaha motorcycle? The reason I bought this unit is because the boxes inside look like motorcycle parts! "
"Compensate me for my losses, or I'll turn you into a dead cow!"
Jealousy, envy, and hatred. The other five treasure hunters were furious.
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