Chapter 259 258. Build a Camp (3)

There was a bidding war between black youths and white treasure hunters, and for no reason, both sides began to raise prices crazily.

Then a worthless warehouse, the final auction price was 3,500 yuan...

The black youth performed tough, and he finally took down the warehouse, while the white treasure hunter returned with a resentful look on his face.

Li Du was stunned and couldn't help asking: "Are they here to make money or to fight? Is the meaningless bidding interesting?"

Looking at the performance of the black youth, he was very proud of it, as if the warehouse he got was worth millions.

For the next four warehouses, Li Du and Hans missed all of them. Today's novices are not one or two, but ten or twenty. They can't see the specific value of the warehouse at all, and no matter what the value is, they just bid.

For the novice group, their mentality is the same as that of black youths. The warehouse auction is gambling. What they have to do is to make a big bet to win the warehouse.

As for the harvest inside? That can only pray to God to bless.

After the auction was over, Li Du shook his head and walked back. The black youth and his companion quickly opened the first warehouse, then went straight to the appliance box, and opened it to reveal the microwave oven inside.

Seeing this, the two young people cheered: "Oh yeah, we are going to get rich!"

Li Du smiled wryly, these things can be sold for 4,000 yuan if they are sold well, and the harvest is only a few hundred yuan after excluding the manpower. How can you get rich?

His expression misunderstood the two youths, and the companion of the black youth shouted after seeing it: "Hey, rookie, are you questioning us? Are you questioning us?"

Li Du spread out his hands friendly and said, "No, I just envy you all."

The brand-new home appliances exposed in the opened box made the two a little excited, and they inevitably became excited. The black youth shouted: "Don't quibble, damn you just laughed at us!"

"Rookie, you will never gain anything like this!"

The treasure hunters who were watching the excitement were stunned. They looked at the two young men and at Li Du, and started discussing in confusion:

"What? They call Li a rookie? Where are these two masters from?"

"Shit, they are the real rookies, they just entered the warehouse auction industry!"

"Hey, Cooper, Adams, what do you call this man? You don't know who he is?"

"Guys, this is Boss Li, the treasure hunter from Flagstaff City, and that's Boss Fu. The two of them have just taught the guys from the California Million Club a lesson in Los Angeles!"

Li Du spread his hands again. Fortunately, there will be many veterans participating in this auction, otherwise he would be despised.

Hearing the discussion, it was the turn of the two youths to look confused: "No, buddy, no! You are China Li? Damn it, but you have nothing to gain!"

"Yes, it seems that the King of Picking Treasures has no special skills. We are better than him."

Li Du said with a smile: "Wait until you make money to say such things, guys, it's good to have confidence, but it's not good to be arrogant."

The black youth asked: "What do you mean? You see, we can make money. Look, these appliances are all new!"

If according to Li Du's previous violent temper, if the black youth was so hostile to him, he would definitely give the other party some color, such as letting a small flying insect destroy the circuit of a home appliance.

But it was too domineering to do so, he was no longer that kind of violent young man, so he just smiled and gave up.

Hans crossed his arms and said, "You didn't just take pictures of one warehouse, go and open the second one. I hope you don't lose too much today."

Full of confidence, the black youth and his companions said firmly: "No, we will not lose money, but will make money!"

The second warehouse was opened, and the things inside were packed out, and the treasure hunters onlookers roared with laughter.

The first warehouse has brand-new home appliances to make money, while the second warehouse is pure household garbage, but there are also some furniture and home appliances, but they are obviously obsolete and worthless.

"The things in this warehouse are worthless." A treasure picker shook his head and laughed.

Someone else said: "You spent 3,500 yuan to buy a pile of garbage, and you have to pay 3,500 yuan. Guys, you can't make so much money in the last warehouse."

"Thirty-five hundred yuan? That's more than that! The warehouse itself is three thousand five hundred yuan, and it's at least two hundred yuan to dispose of the garbage. There are also labor costs, which can also be two hundred yuan, plus gas and parking fees. Four thousand yuan!"

As soon as the account was calculated, the white man who bid with the black young man suddenly shouted rejoicingly: "Oh, God bless, the Virgin Mary bless! I almost fell into the quagmire!"

The black youth and his companions looked frustrated and looked at a loss. It was obvious that they were not rich, and they didn't have much money to squander.

Hans said: "Don't be too depressed, rookies, this is a warehouse auction, one step is heaven and the other is hell, so you should be careful when bidding in the future."

Li Du went over and patted them on the shoulder and said, "With more experience, your situation will get better. That's how everyone came here."

Encouraged, the two youths became excited again: "Yes, we should pay the tuition fee, we will definitely become the king of treasure hunting, the king of treasure hunting in Phoenix!"

The treasure picker next to him couldn't help but sneered: "Let's get rid of the loss situation first and then talk about how to become the king of treasure pickers. Looking at it now, you are more like the king of rags!"

The weather was hot, and Li Du was not interested in staying here to watch the excitement, so he left with Hans and drove back to Flagstaff City.

On the way, Hans smiled and said, "You have become more and more attached to Flagstaff City now."

Li Du said: "You don't understand how Chinese people treat their families. We have a slang saying that a golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own doghouse."

Godzilla, who was driving the car, said, "Yes."

He is also a family man.

Hans said: "Then you can just buy a house in Flagstaff City and make your home here."

Li Du shook his head and said, "For the time being, I have no plans to settle here or immigrate, so I don't want to buy a house yet."

He is a bit wild now. If he wants to buy a house, he doesn't like ordinary apartments. If he wants to buy a house, he will buy a villa.

Of course, considering his net worth, there is no pressure to buy a villa, but if he buys a house, he had better immigrate, otherwise it would be too much of a headache to pay various taxes.

Hans leaned on the car seat and said, "Then immigrant, man, isn't it good in the United States? You can make a lot of money here, and I think you are naturally suitable for the business atmosphere here."

Li Du smiled and said, "Let's talk about it later, anyway, I have my own territory now."

The site he was talking about was naturally a clearing in the jungle. Although it was used to pile up garbage, it was not messy. He wanted to clean it up and build a simple small camp here.

After he brought up the idea on the road, Godzilla answered his call: "I'm coming!"

Hans shrugged and said, "Alright then, let's start our own little family."

Li Du gave him the middle finger: "Go away, who will start a small family with you?"

Hans laughed and said, "I am dad, you are mother, and Godzilla is the baby. Isn't this a family?"

Godzilla said: "I am a big baby."