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The so-called one-dollar unit was a unit that could be bought for one dollar. This was one of the most interesting types in the storage industry.
They only needed to pay one dollar to buy a storage unit. It seemed like a win-win situation, but the treasure hunters were not stupid. Since the storage unit was so cheap, it must be worthless.
Buying such a unit was like doing hard labor. Most of the time, they would end up helping the storage company to remove the trash and clean up. It was easy to become a laughing stock. Hence, when the unit's value dropped to one dollar, it meant that it would not be sold.
However, Li Du was willing to take it. The value of the stamps was unknown. It might or might not be valuable. It was worth it to spend one dollar on it.
He gave Hans a look. The latter raised his hand and said, "Me."
The auctioneer pointed at him. "Very well, this gentleman is willing to bid one dollar. Is there anyone willing to bid five dollars?"
The stubborn and proud locals shook their heads. They had said that they did not want Hans to take any of the goods. However, it was just empty words. The only reason they were willing to bid was because the ballista in the unit had been discovered.
Someone hesitated and seemed to want to bid. A voice rang out, "Buy this unit? Working hard for nothing? Only a fool would buy it! Only a poor fool would buy it! "
The voice was spoken very quickly. There were many treasure hunters, so no one knew who said it.
However, the voice made sense. The person who had wanted to bid shook his head and gave up.
The auctioneer pointed at Hans and said, "Very well, this gentleman has bid for unit 58. Move on to unit 60!"
Hans locked the door and whispered to Li Du, "Very well, you did well just now."
Li Du was the one who said that. He covered his mouth with his hand and hid in the crowd. It was a very discreet thing to say.
Li Du was surprised. "How did you know it was me?"
Hans sneered, "Your English pronunciation is too unique. I can tell it even with my belly button."
"Sh * t, racial discrimination!"
"Okay, then my pronunciation is even worse, like a dog barking."
The two of them were joking. The next few storage units had no harvest. They had already been targeted by the locals. As long as they bid, the locals would raise the price.
When they reached unit 75, things became more difficult. This was the only valuable unit left. If they couldn't take it down, then this trip would have been a waste of effort.
"A thief will not leave empty-handed. This storage unit must be taken," Hans said, gritting his teeth.
Li Du rolled his eyes angrily. "What kind of analogy is that? But you're right, we have to get this. It has some value. How about we set the price at two thousand?"
The bidding price was quickly out of their control. The starting bid for this storage unit was 500 dollars. They had only bid once at 1,000 dollars, and after a few rounds of bidding, the price had risen to 2,000 dollars.
"Sh * t, when did the locals become so rich?" Hans looked puzzled.
The price was still rising. Soon, it reached 2,500 dollars.
Seeing this, Li Du shook his head. "Let's give up. These guys must have gotten some insider information. They know that there's good stuff in this storage unit."
When the price reached 3,000 dollars, someone gave up. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, the kayaks inside are yours. Let's see how much you can sell them for."
Li Du sighed. Sure enough, just like the previous two auctions, the locals had gotten information about the kayaks in the storage unit.
The person who had won the unit was the black man who had clashed with them at the beginning. He proudly locked the unit and gave them the middle finger. "Poor foreigners, don't even think about getting anything!"
Hans spat. "At least we won't lose money, idiot!"
There was still one storage unit left, but that unit only contained household garbage and electronic waste. It was not worth bidding at all.
Just like that, after the auction ended, the two of them got unit 58.
Although he was stubborn at first, when there was no one around, Hans was still annoyed. "We brought tens of thousands of dollars with us, and we only spent one dollar?"
"Of course not. The cost of gas, accommodation, and meals adds up to three to four hundred dollars."
"Oh God, God, don't you bless your believers? Hannah really trusted you for nothing! You didn't help her brother! "
Li Du went to tidy up the books in the storage unit and laughed. "What does this have to do with Hannah? If God knows you're so reckless, he'll definitely punish you. "
Hans frowned and said, "Isn't he already punishing us?"
He picked up two books and looked at them, then threw them away. "'Hegel's Philosophy' and 'Reflections on the Andes.' Sh * t, is this guy trying to be Aristotle?"
Other than philosophy books, there were also some historical books, but they were not worth much. They were not even worth selling as scrap paper.
Some locals who had not bid for the unit wandered over to take a look. When they saw the useless books and newspapers on the floor, they burst out laughing.
"Hey, foreigner, let me teach you something. One dollar storage is also called a beggar's storage unit."
"You guys are not bad. At least you can bring something back, but it's just a truck full of garbage."
"Thank you for helping us clean up. Yellow peril, idiot!"
"Go f * cking kiss the butt of the garbage dump. Trying to make money on our land? You guys have gone crazy thinking about money! "
Li Du used his fingers to crush the cat food, then quietly sprinkled it into the gap between the bookshelves.
The hungry Ah Meow's eyes lit up. He climbed onto the bookshelf and stretched out his claws to grab the cat food from the gap.
Li Du saw it and said, "Hey, my little cutie, what are you doing?"
He rushed forward to prevent Hans from seeing the cat food powder in the gap.
He pretended to suddenly find a stamp and shouted with a surprised expression, "Hey, Big Fox, come quickly, there's something in here."
Hans quickly walked over to take a look. His eyes were even brighter than Ah Meow's. "Sh * t, it's a stamp! Take it out! "
The gap was not wide enough for their fingers to reach in, so they used the hard cover of a book to pick out the stamp.
There were six stamps in total. There were pictures of Jordan dunking, Ali punching, Lewis sprinting, and three of football, baseball, and ice hockey jerseys, but he did not recognize any of them.
Seeing that they had found a stamp in the gap between the bookshelves, the people outside the door did not care and even mocked them.
"Yo, you guys have dug up a treasure."
"Oh my God, your cat is amazing. It dug up a gold stamp?"
"That's really undead! Haha, it must be the smell of these stamps that attracted the cat … "
Li Du was not sure of the value of these stamps, so he looked at Hans tentatively.
Hans carefully held it in his hand and looked at it. A smile appeared on his face, and the more stamps he looked at, the crazier his smile became.
When he finished looking at the last stamp, he pointed at the people outside the door and laughed loudly. "What did I say? What did I say? You guys are Red-necks! Red-neck！ We are not, we are God's beloved, we are destined to be rich! "
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