Judy's expression changed instantly, and she smiled and stretched out her hand:
"Zhu, you are really lucky! These things are really rare!"
Zhu Yu had just had a few words with the owner of the container and found out the truth, so he just pretended to be:
"Of course. These things are not ordinary container owners. They were brought over by officials from a certain country. They were just abandoned here for some special reasons..."
"No wonder!" Judy had a look of realization on her face. In fact, both of them knew it, and they were just cooperating.
No matter who originally owned it, it doesn’t matter now. In the beautiful country, if you don’t pay rent, even if it belongs to your old American official, it will be auctioned off!
After chatting for a few words, Judy immediately squatted down to check these things.
Zhu Yu and Jason continued to move things out together.
Jason was wearing a jacket that he took out from the next container, and he didn't mind the heat. He bared his teeth and looked very happy.
When Zhu Yu went inside, pulled back the dustproof cloth, and pushed out the BMW motorcycle, several people who were originally attending the auction container over there ran over in surprise.
Many of these people know their stuff!
"Antique?" someone asked.
"It's not considered an antique." Zhu Yu said in a reserved tone, "The motorcycles worn by the German army during World War II are not considered ancient."
Indeed, compared with China's five thousand years of history, things that are seventy or eighty years old cannot be called antiques.
But how old is the history of Lao America?
As soon as I heard that it was from the German Army in World War II, a few more people came running over there!
The auctioneer had to stop the auction, and the container owner looked helpless and simply came over.
When Judy saw this, she knew that she might be bleeding this time.
With so many knowledgeable people, it’s not easy to keep prices down.
"Can it be started?" Little Joey asked.
Zhu Yu shook his head: "It looks pretty new, but I haven't checked it carefully, and I don't know if there is any oil in it, or if the wiring is good..."
"Let me take a look!" Judy was very happy looking at this thing.
The motorcycles used by the German army during World War II were in such good condition. If they could really start, even if they were bought back at a high price, they would still make a fortune!
After checking it from beginning to end, she said:
"The original paint, the engine is fine, but there is no oil in it. So it can't start. But if you add oil, it should be able to start..."
"How much is it worth?" Big Joey also rushed over, very unconvinced.
But there is nothing you can do if you are not convinced. This is not the first time that Zhu Yu has fallen into trouble.
"Twelve thousand dollars is a suitable price for this car." Judy patted the seat of the motorcycle and said.
The light green body and classic shape all indicate that this car is extraordinary.
"Okay, okay, let's break up." The owner of the goods yard shouted over there: "The auction continues!"
People here were leaving one after another, and from time to time one could hear that Zhu Yu had better luck.
After Judy finished reading, he began to settle:
"Seventy sets of paratrooper equipment, each set costs US$80, totaling US$5,600..."
She also took the calculator and started calculating:
"Twelve thousand dollars for the motorcycle, and one thousand dollars for the scattered equipment, for a total of eighteen thousand six hundred dollars..."
"Twenty thousand." Zhu Yu interrupted her.
"The price is a bit high." Judy put down the calculator.
"Then I'll sell it to someone else." Zhu Yu was a little worried about the last time Judy made his own money.
"Okay, okay." Judy immediately smiled with a straight face, "Who makes us a good partner? Twenty thousand is just twenty thousand."
The cost is 5,000, the income is 20,000, the net profit is 15,000 US dollars.
What a deal!
After collecting the money and handing the container to Judy, Zhu Yu and Jason came to the second container.
Jason had already found some usable clothes in the second container and put them in a separate box.
Garbage was also piled aside.
Zhu Yu found that Jason also packed up some small electrical appliances and household items that could be used.
Is this kid's family so poor?
But Zhu Yu didn't ask. He went in and took out three travel bags.
Opening the first one, inside is a movie projector with relatively good packaging!
Judy over there was waiting for the workers to move things. When she saw Zhu Yu bringing out another intact movie projector, she walked over and squatted down to check it.
"How are you? Are you interested?" Zhu Yu asked.
"Well, it's in good condition!" Although Judy specializes in second-hand military supplies, this old-fashioned movie projector can also be used.
After she checked, she stood up, patted the dust on her hands, and asked:
"selling?"
"Of course I sold it," Zhu Yu said.
"How about five hundred dollars?"
"Okay." Zhu Yu knew that this thing was interest. In the eyes of those who are interested, it is a bit of money, but to those who are not interested, it is garbage.
Zhu Yu opened the other two bags, which were full of old-fashioned films. He said to Judy:
"These are all given to you."
"Great!" Judy immediately felt like she had made a profit.
After happily paying five hundred dollars, Judy happily asked the workers to move the things away, and also told them to be careful.
With just this thing, she could make a small fortune.
Jason looked at Zhu Yu with envy, but then started cleaning the trash.
Zhu Yu helped along and quickly cleaned up the place and handed it over to the owner of the goods yard who had just finished the auction.
Jason asked Zhu Yu while carrying two big bags:
"Boss, are you going to continue photographing containers this afternoon?"
"Shoot." Zhu Yu nodded.
"How about you go to my place for a simple meal at noon?" Jason said with expectant eyes, "My brothers and sisters all want to meet you. They know that you helped me make money, and they want to express their gratitude. gratitude."
"Okay." Zhu Yu looked at the time. There was still more than an hour before the next auction, so he was in a hurry to find a place to eat.
The main reason is that the next warehouse is not far from where Jason lives, so it’s a good idea to go there.
He wanted to carry a bag, but Jason refused to do so. He happily carried two bags and led the way quickly, turning his head and smiling from time to time to remind Zhu Yu to pay attention to the corners.
Zhu Yu actually knew the way, but seeing Jason's expression was a little funny and a little sad.
This is a man who has had a hard time.
When he arrived at a row of accommodation areas converted from containers, Zhu Yu looked at the familiar place and felt a little nostalgic.
Jason shouted a few times in African dialect, and three people immediately came out.
There are two boys, one is fifteen or sixteen years old, tall and thin; the other is about ten years old, has a big head and is somewhat malnourished.
A girl, about 18 years old, with a good figure and good looks, quite curvy, with good proportions and a pair of long legs.
The two boys had short hair and the girl had shoulder-length hair. When they saw Zhu Yu, their eyes showed curiosity and a hint of shyness.
Jason said a few more words, and then said to Zhu Yu:
"This is my sister Freya and my brothers Eli and Malawi."
"Hello!" Freya greeted first, "Thank you for giving us such a big help!"
Zhu Yu subconsciously replied:
"You are welcome……"
After saying this, he realized that Freya was speaking Chinese!
This beautiful black girl can speak Chinese!
