I have received notice that next week in Sanjiang, Shell will be changing to three chapters. Thank you for your support, and hope that everyone can vote for me. Shell had been working hard on writing, waiting for the latest chapter to be published. He had not been slacking off!
Hans and Li Du had become celebrities in an instant when they arrived in Phoenix.
Just like the sports and entertainment industries, the warehouse auction industry, which had become a complete industry chain, also had its own small and large circles. These people had fixed accommodation, meals, and pastimes.
After looking at the storage units, Hans told Li Du about the situation in Phoenix and brought him to a hotel that treasure hunters liked to stay in.
Li Du said, "Why didn't we stay there the last two times we came to Phoenix?"
Hans shrugged. "Your Chinese culture is broad and profound. If someone returns to a familiar environment to show off, what should you say?"
"Return home in glory."
Hans said, "Yes, this time I'm going to 'trade gold for shit.' I was afraid of embarrassing myself!"
The hotel they went to was called the Steam Power. It was a wooden building with a pointed roof. There was a pebbled road in front of the entrance, and kerosene lamps on both sides of the road.
The hotel was decorated in a steampunk style, with propellers, gears, pistons, and bearings hanging on the walls. The tables and chairs were mechanical, and some looked like racing chairs.
Hans was carrying a suitcase when he got out of the car, and Li Du walked in front.
He walked to the door and stepped on the steps. There was an exhaust pipe on the door, which immediately made a "woo woo" sound and spewed out a steam-like white mist.
Seeing this, he was shocked and quickly stepped back. Being sprayed by steam was no laughing matter!
Someone inside laughed. "Don't be afraid, buddy. That's just dry ice vapor. It won't hurt you."
Hans shouted to the person who spoke, "Iron Man, you bastard, you scared my brother. Think about how you're going to compensate us."
A middle-aged white man with a refined face smiled and walked out from behind the counter. He put down the rag in his hand and said, "I'll compensate your brother, not you. Come on, China Li, have a steam cocktail here. "
Li Du had thought that people who liked steampunk were rugged men or unruly youths, but this middle-aged man had a gentle temperament, which was very different from what he had expected.
In addition, the middle-aged man was wearing a tuxedo, a top hat, a walking stick in his hand, and even a pocket watch. He looked like a European gentleman from a hundred years ago.
"This is Bedes Rothschild. We call him Iron Man. You know Rothschild, right, Li?"
Li Du was shocked. "That legendary Rothschild family?"
The Rothschild family, the most mysterious and ancient family on Earth, was considered to be a powerful family that had controlled the economic lifeline of the world for nearly two centuries. They appeared frequently in street literature.
Bedes smiled. "Don't listen to Hans. He's just messing with you."
Li Du turned around helplessly and gave Hans the middle finger.
Back at the counter, Bedes nodded. Behind the counter, a delicate-looking young man began to mix cocktails.
The young man was dressed like him, like an old-school aristocrat who had walked out of an old Hollywood movie.
This cocktail was very interesting. After it was mixed, there might be dry ice inside, and snow-white steam slowly floated out. No wonder it was called the Steam Cocktail.
"Only one cup?" Hans asked.
"To make amends to your brother."
Hans opened the box and said, "That's so sad. You b * stard, to think of you all the time. Look, I even brought you a gift this time!"
Inside the box was an antique clock, a fake that they had not sold.
Seeing the clock, Bedes's face broke into a smile. He hugged it to his side and looked at it carefully.
"It's fake. There's no need to look at it. It's just an imitation of a French grandfather clock with Meissen porcelain flowers. The real one was born in the same year as your favorite Blitzer," Hans said as he grabbed the cocktail and drank.
The Blitzer was made in 1814 and was the world's first steam locomotive. It was named after the Prussian General Blitzer, who was a hero of England at the time. He had helped England fight against Napoleon's army.
Bedes smiled. "Very good, this gift will make me happy for the whole day. Come on, I'll arrange a room for you. Then come down and drink until you're dead drunk!"
The delicate-looking young man twitched his mouth in disdain. "Big Fox is a stingy man who knows how to win favors. This fake is worthless. We already have a few."
Just as Hans was about to retort, seven or eight people came down the stairs. Seeing the two, they greeted them.
"Hey, Big Fox, why are you in Phoenix?"
"Sh * t, this guy must have smelled the treasure. How about giving us a ride?"
"China Li, how about changing partners? I'm more reliable than Big Fox. "
Hans raised his middle finger arrogantly and scolded, "You want to poach my people? Get lost, Li and I are not just partners. We are brothers, real brothers! "
Bedes arranged a standard room for the two of them. There were two big beds and a door that looked like a ship's cabin door. There was a ship's rudder at the head of the bed. It looked like a themed hotel.
When they entered, he knocked on the door and said, "The soundproofing is good. You can discuss confidential information freely inside."
Hans smiled. "Of course, we trust you."
Bedes said, "If you trust me, I'll give you a warning on account of the antique clock."
"What's wrong?"
"Be careful at this auction. Many people have their eyes on you. You might not get anything."
Hans frowned. "We've only made a little money. Why are we being targeted so quickly?"
Bedes said, "A little? Your antique clock sold for about two hundred thousand dollars. How many people in Phoenix can make that much money in one go? "
Later, they went downstairs to drink. Soon, some treasure hunters came up to them.
Hans and Li Du quickly became the focus of the crowd. People were asking about their recent situation, and some were trying to find out why they were in Phoenix.
"Is there any insider information? If there is, why don't you give us a little hint? "
"Yeah, Big Fox, you're a generous guy."
"For God's sake, guide us lost sheep. I haven't made a profit this month!"
Someone couldn't stand it anymore. He pushed through the crowd and sat beside Li Du. "Don't be too arrogant. This is Phoenix, not a rural place like Flagstaff. I bet you won't be able to make any money from Phoenix this time!"
Li Du smiled and said in a low-key manner, "Even if we can't make any money, it's good to gain some experience."
The white man with the tattoo on his neck looked at him provocatively. "That's right. Country bumpkins should walk around the big cities more."
Hans glared at him angrily. Li Du pressed on his shoulder and said to Bedes, "We're almost done drinking. We want to go for a walk. See you later."
When they were about to leave, he pretended not to care and turned around. "Oh, I saw you just bought a clock? How much is it? "
Bedes was stunned. He pointed at the antique clock and said, "Oh, you mean this? I bought it for a thousand dollars. "
Li Du said, "I just bought an old house in Flagstaff. I'm missing an antique clock. I'll pay you 1,500 dollars. How about you sell this clock to me?"
Bedes shrugged. "It's not impossible. I already have …"
"Hey, Ironman, I'll pay 2,000 dollars," the white man with the tattoo on his neck said.
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