Yuri Jin was holding two items, one was a pocket watch and the other seemed to be a small flat pot.
Franco Lee took it and looked at it carefully, and said calmly: "This pocket watch should be from the World War II period, but it is not well preserved. It is estimated to be worth 20 US dollars. This is also a World War II style hip flask. 50 The dollars are almost there.”
The fat black brother was suddenly disappointed. Yuri Jin said distressedly: "Oh, I am really unlucky today. I originally thought that something valuable could be found in the warehouse, but who knew that the result would be so disappointing... ..."
Then he turned to look at Tang Songyuan and said, "Hey brother, aren't you going to open the warehouse to look for treasures?"
"Do you need our help?"
After Lu Qingliu’s translation, Tang Songyuan smiled slightly and declined politely:
"Thank you for your kindness, but I asked Franco to help call the truck and workers. We will pack it up and take it back later to count them one by one."
Yuri King said: "That's such a pity, Franco, my good friend, can you come over and help us refer to it now? We really can't find anything good."
Franco glanced at Tang Songyuan, who made a please gesture, then he sighed and followed the fat black brother.
On the other side, Mark also opened the warehouse he photographed.
He first threw out the broken chairs with missing arms and legs at the door, and then checked the intact table.
"This table is basically in good condition. It should be sold for forty or fifty dollars on the second-hand market..."
This was said to the hot girl, but there was no trace of happiness on her face. Instead, she said melancholy:
"Mark, don't you think there's not enough garbage at home?"
Mark said disapprovingly: "How can those be garbage? That's called using old things to turn waste into treasure. Those things will realize their value sooner or later."
By this time, Mark had already opened the first few cardboard boxes and dug out a bunch of broken toys. He even reached the bottom but couldn't find anything good.
He was so angry that he grabbed two broken toys and threw them back into the box. The hot girl said: "Don't get angry at them. Maybe sooner or later you can turn waste into treasure..."
Mark felt annoyed and continued to rummage in the warehouse.
I rummaged through the wooden boxes, cardboard boxes, storage boxes, including those large black plastic bags.
It's either worthless junk or pure garbage.
Even when those large black plastic bags were opened, the stained sheets and quilts inside made the hot girl feel a little nauseous.
It was so dirty and smelly that it was hard for her to imagine how anyone could use the bedding to such an extent.
"I've had enough!" The girl who was originally actively helping to clean up completely lost her patience, dropped her things and walked straight out.
Mark ignored it and set his target on the innermost safe.
This was his last hope, and he was extremely convinced that there must be some valuable treasure in this safe. Maybe it would not be impossible to directly withdraw cash.
He tried to move it, but found that the safe was very heavy, estimated to weigh sixty or seventy kilograms.
Mark was overjoyed and exclaimed that he had found the treasure.
The most valuable thing in this warehouse is in this safe.
It's a pity that the girl is gone and there is no one to share this good news with.
He struggled to move the safe out of it, and then found a crowbar and other tools to force it open.
It took almost an hour, with manual and power tools taking turns, and the huge safe was finally pried open.
Mark opened the cabinet door anxiously and excitedly, but it was empty inside.
The reason why the safe is heavy is because the iron sheet surrounding the safe is filled with blocks of concrete.
"Grass~!"
The angry Mark kicked the safe angrily, but accidentally slipped and fell into the pile of debris.
What's even more unfortunate is that there is an exposed nail on the wooden box he just dismantled.
"Ah~~!"
The nails pierced his buttocks firmly, causing blood to flow rapidly and causing him to scream in pain.
His screams attracted Billy who was not far away.
Old Billy saw the miserable state he was in now.
He couldn't help but laugh and said: "Oh, God bless you, Mark, aren't you very arrogant? Why are you here today!"
...
On the other side, the truck called by Franco had arrived, and several workers got out of the truck to help pack all the two warehouses of Tang, Song, and Yuan.
Tang, Song and Yuan Dynasties were watching closely during the whole process, especially those big barrels, and they would never let the workers open the oilcloth wrapped on them.
As for the two authentic paintings by Picasso, he personally collected them and took them away in a large cloth bag.
An hour later, Franco took the two to a house in the suburbs.
It is surrounded by mountains and rivers. It was originally Franco's own residence for leisure and entertainment. The place is spacious and relatively private.
After getting out of the car, Franco asked with some confusion: "Song Yuan, I don't understand, why do you emphasize the need for a private place to open the box?"
Tang Songyuan watched the workers unloading the goods carefully and explained: "Maybe I prefer to keep a low profile."
He handed the bag he had been carrying to Franco Lee and said, "Look at this first..."
Franco pulled out the frame inside with a suspicious look on his face, and when he saw it for the first time, he became uneasy: "This is an authentic work by Picasso!"
"Oh my God...this is actually an authentic painting...and there are two of them!"
Tang Songyuan slumped his shoulders and said, "This is why I said to keep a low profile..."
Lu Qingliu also curiously came over to take a look, and said in confusion: "The painting is so messy, the bull-headed man has three eyes..."
Franco put a hand on his chest to calm down his excitement. After hearing Lu Qingliu's words, he roared excitedly:
"This is Picasso!"
"The most representative painter of modern art in the 20th century, each of his works has high artistic value and cultural significance..."
Lu Qingliu curled his lips and said, "I'm sorry, but I really can't appreciate it."
After a while, the workers finished unloading the goods.
Tang Songyuan paid them their wages and the driver's transportation costs. After they all left, he took Franco to do the counting.
The first is the items in warehouse three.
There are about a hundred pairs of brand-new sneakers. Franco estimates that each pair costs 50 yuan. These sneakers alone are worth more than 5,000 US dollars.
The value of a signed pair can be at least ten times higher, and Franco estimates that the pair signed by Kobe and O'Neal is worth at least $8,000.
And only a little more.
After all, Black Mamba's signature has become out of print...
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