Chapter 31 F***, Let’s go! (1/2)

Chapter 31: F***, Let’s go!

Translator: Vicky_Editor: Vicky_

After unit 28 came unit 47. Inside this storage unit was a Panasonic ice-cube maker made of stainless steel, well maintained and looking brand new.

Li Du and Hans did not join in the auction for this storage. Everyone could see the ice-cube maker, so the bidding prices were higher than those for unit 28.

The starting bid was 500 dollars, and the first few bids quickly brought it up to 1,000 dollars. After a furious bidding war, the price of the unit jumped to 2,800 dollars.

Hearing the price, Hans’s lip curled. ”There had better be some good stuff in there, otherwise this fella won’t be earning anything. That Panasonic ice cube maker’s selling price hits the ceiling at 3,500 dollars.”

It was already noon by the time the next four units had been sold and unit 142 was displayed. In separate wooden crates there was the brand new set of European furniture, made in the Neoclassical style. This included one long table, one long sofa, two armchairs, two small tables, and an exquisite carpet.

Li Du coughed softly. Beside him, Hans got the signal, and asked in a low voice, ”How much would we bid on this?”

He hadn’t seen much valuable stuff in the storage, now seeking the guidance of Li Du. This was a medium-sized storage unit, about 100 square meters wide. There were piles of rubbish in it. The furniture had been stored separately in wooden crates and not a glimpse could be seen from the outside.

Li Du thought for a bit. ”As long as it’s a thousand and below, we should be able to get something.”

When he had checked online, he had seen a similar set going for 2,000 dollars. He figured that taking the unit at half the price would be able to give them some profit no matter what.

The auctioneer raised his hand and started speaking. ”This is a very, very, very large storage unit. Perhaps there is some valuable stuff inside. So the starting bid is 200 dollars! 200 dollars! 200 dollars! Whoever is willing, raise your hand quickly and let me see where you are!”

Hans looked around discretely, sizing up the situation. There were two who raised their hands at the same time, and some who were still wondering whether to raise theirs at all.

Just when the auctioneer was about to continue calling for bids, Hans raised his number plate. ”500 dollars!” He shouted.

For storage auctions, this price was neither high nor low, and was considered to be borderline. The bidding could get risky above 500 dollars.

The treasure hunters could afford the price, but they needed to see some valuable items befitting it. This storage’s displayed contents weren’t worth 1,000 dollars. Taking a chance by bidding half of that just wasn’t worth it. This was why the price of Hans’s bid was ingenious.

The other treasure hunters shook their heads as the auctioneer pointed at Hans without hesitation. ”The first bid at 500 dollars! Going once, going once, if no one’s gonna raise then it’s going twice! Going twice, all of you take the chance now! The next time I call it’s gonna end! Alright, nobody’s willing? Then this storage goes to you, buddy!”

Hans whistled. ”God bless us, at least we got something today.”

Li Du, carrying Ah Meow, walked to his side. Seeing the two and the little striped tabby, someone asked, ”Hey, Fox, I heard you guys managed to get 30,000 dollars down at Havasu thanks to a cat last week?”

Hans laughed. ”That must be a joke. The cat isn’t God. How can it help us get money?”

”Don’t believe what old Fox says,” someone else chimed in. ”He’s a slippery one. Whatever he denies must be true.”

More people joined in, and began questioning the mysterious bidding methods of the two men.