The last warehouse is particularly interesting.
Before opening the door, Tang Songyuan saw what was going on inside through perspective.
Outside the warehouse is a pile of neatly arranged wooden boxes, and inside the boxes are a variety of guns.
These guns are well preserved and still have gun oil on them. A rough calculation shows that there are eight of these long and short guns in total.
In addition, there are corresponding bullets, almost 500 rounds of different calibers.
All are sealed with oil paper.
Inside are some tools, some of which are brand new and unopened.
What surprised Tang Songyuan the most were the five large barrels inside, which were tightly wrapped in dark blue oilcloth.
And inside the oilcloth, there were neat hundred-dollar bills.
A rough estimate is no less than five million US dollars in cash.
Could this Taima really be the warehouse of a certain flour merchant...
Tang Songyuan thought in his mind that everyone had started to bid in small amounts. If you add five or ten yuan upwards, the price of two to three hundred US dollars would be regarded as a real blind box opening.
Forget it if you just give out junk, if you just give out something valuable, you might actually be able to make a fortune.
Give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle...
Naturally, Tang Song and Yuan would not give up on this warehouse. They would follow the rhythm of the treasure hunters and get involved from time to time.
"Two hundred and fifty dollars!"
"Two hundred and six!"
"Two hundred and seven!"
Many treasure hunters found nothing today. This last blind box in the warehouse is obviously their last hope. Now everyone is bidding, and the price is rising with the tide.
Soon it reached the five hundred dollar mark!
But five hundred dollars is basically the limit for most treasure hunters.
Even if many people get nothing, the probability of finding a room full of garbage in such a warehouse treasure hunt is really high.
If garbage is really released, not only will you lose all your money, but you will also have to pay more for garbage disposal.
Tang Songyuan still looked calm and quoted: "Five hundred and five US dollars!"
As expected, all the treasure hunters gave up one after another. Some even left the auction site and planned to drive home.
Tang, Song and Yuan were determined, but unexpectedly another voice came out:
"Five hundred and fifty dollars!"
Tang Songyuan looked back and saw that it was Mark who was disrupting the situation again.
He probably saw that Tang Songyuan was interested in this warehouse, so he came here to deliberately raise the price.
But Tang Songyuan was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled at him and quoted the price: "Six hundred US dollars!"
It was this smile that made Mark's heart skip a beat.
He suspected that there was some conspiracy waiting for him, hesitated for a moment, and finally left angrily.
Anyway, he had disgusted Tang Song and Yuan, successfully achieved his goal of being a bitch, and felt very satisfied in his heart.
After defeating Mark, the last spoiler, no one could compete with Tang Songyuan. In the end, Jamie had no choice but to declare that the 24-hour control of the warehouse belonged to Tang Songyuan.
Next is the unboxing moment for everyone.
Old Billy opened Warehouse No. 1 in a not-so-good mood.
He had no intention of taking pictures of this warehouse, but Mark tricked him, and he was trapped at the last moment.
He lifted off the rags covering the ancient furniture one by one, and his heart almost dropped when he saw the true appearance of the furniture.
There are lame chairs, a hole-in-the-wall sofa, and the only intact table, but it’s not really a medieval dining table.
In fact, if you think about it with your feet, you will know that the history of Western countries is only more than 200 years ago. How could it be so easy to encounter real medieval furniture?
These were just ordinary pieces of furniture in a pseudo-medieval style, and the materials used were ordinary.
"Hey, it's very good. These furniture are probably worth a lot of money!"
Mark, who took a picture of Warehouse No. 2, was not in a hurry to open his own warehouse, and deliberately came over to taunt him.
Billy snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "I think these woods are very good. Can't you just take them home and burn the fireplace?"
Mark laughed loudly and continued to taunt: "That's awesome, old Billy. Oh, look, there's a wall clock over there. It might be some kind of antique, worth eighty thousand dollars."
Billy also saw the half-broken wall clock and really wanted to punch Mark in the face.
Even the hot girl next to Mark couldn't stand it anymore. She pulled Mark and tried to get him to go take a look at the warehouse she took photos of.
At this moment, Billy's eyes lit up and he seemed to see something good.
He moved some of the old furniture blocking the road and found a damaged cardboard box on the far left side of the warehouse.
The bottom of the cardboard box was slightly damaged, revealing a brown-black stool leg.
Billy tore open the cardboard box and took out a small stool.
Although the stool is small, it is at least in good condition and looks very delicate.
"Haha," Billy held up the stool and smiled at Mark: "Silly Que, have you seen this thing?"
Mark looked confused, but Billy rummaged in the corner again and pulled out a larger cardboard box.
"I knew this kind of thing was definitely a set!" He said excitedly.
Mark sneered: "Stop pretending, old Billy, treat any junk thing as a good treasure!"
Billy sneered, then opened the second cardboard box and took out a wooden 'piano' that was several times smaller in proportion.
The wooden piano and the small stool are placed together. Both are very delicate and really look like children's toys.
Billy smiled proudly and said, "Did you know that I own an antique store?"
Then, without waiting for Mark to answer, he continued: "This kind of piano doesn't look small. That's because people in the past had to take proportional samples to convince others to buy it."
"So the shape, carvings and details of this model piano must be exactly the same as the original piano."
"Even the material must be made of Honduran mahogany. Even though this is just a model, it is worth at least 10,000 US dollars!"
"If this piano is out of print, the price will increase further. If I buy it for US$2,500, I can still make at least US$7,500!"
"Hahaha......"
As happy as Billy smiled, Mark's face looked ugly.
He didn't doubt that Old Billy would lie about this. He was a veteran treasure hunter and an excellent antique dealer.
Besides, he couldn't find any flaws in Billy's words.
Even Tang Songyuan was mistaken. He also saw this model when he looked at it before.
But just the word "model" made him think it was a children's toy, and he missed this interesting 'antique model'.
If it was a real piano, he might take another look at it and search the Internet for the price.
At this time, Tang Songyuan did not directly open a warehouse to hunt for treasure. He entrusted Franco to find him a truck.
I plan to pack up everything in the two warehouses and take them away, find a safe place and slowly unpack them.
Otherwise, just those big cash bills would be enough to make people jealous, let alone the two authentic Picasso paintings.
While the three of them were waiting, the fat black brother ran over excitedly to find Franco.
"Hey, my dear Franco, help us find out how much these two babies are worth!"
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