Chapter 319 Dinner at Big Quinn’s (1/2)

Chapter 319: Dinner at Big Quinn’s

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Hans, Li Du, and friends had not expected Maurice to get a cannonball and were hence, shocked.

They thought Maurice was getting too excited and had lost control of himself. If he were to really fire the cannonball, none of them would get away with it: they would be spending a long time in prison.

Their reactions amused Maurice. He cackled loudly and said, ”For God’s sake, the real 17-caliber mortar shell weighs 100 pounds. Do you think my staff member is carrying something that weighs 100 pounds?”

The employee explained, ”This is just an empty shell—just the outer layer.”

Li Du heaved a sigh of relief. Now that he had just begun to lead a wonderful life, he did not want to be thrown in jail.

Maurice used the empty shell to measure the caliber of the barrel. He opened the breechblock behind and stuffed the empty shell in, and gave the shell loader a kick.

Click! A sound was heard—that meant the empty shell had been loaded into the barrel.

Maurice became even more excited when he heard the sound. He patted the muzzle and said, ”Good, this barrel is original. This fella is a good one, very good!”

Hans asked again, ”Will you give us a price now?”

Maurice replied, ”A fixed price of 500,000 dollars!”

Hans and Li Du glanced at each other. The price was too good. They had thought that the cannon could only be sold for 100,000 to 200,000 dollars.

Maurice thought the duo was not satisfied with his price as he saw them exchanging glances with each other. ”Pals, this trench mortar may be good,” he said, ”but you most probably won’t be able to find other suitable buyers. It will just be a pile of scrap iron if you keep it.

”Buyers of such items ain’t easy to find. Maybe there are people who like to collect weapons, but not cannons—they may not have the legal rights to do so. Moreover, although the main parts of the trench mortar are original, the accessories are not...”

Li Du waved his hand and smiled. ”There’s no need to say more, Maurice. This fellow belongs to you now.”

Maurice, who had wanted to continue talking, was surprised for a moment and said, ”Deal?”

Li Du stretched out his hand to him. ”Deal!”

Maurice sighed, ”When you came earlier, I thought I’d be making money. In the end, I’m spending money. That’s too bad.”

Hans laughed, ”You’ll not lose money. You’ll certainly make money from this trench mortar.”

Maurice shook his head. ”No, I’m not selling it. I’m thinking of keeping this bad boy as part of my collection.”

Li Du commented, ”That's even better. I bet this fellow will make a good addition to your collection.

”Of course, of course,” Maurice replied with a gratified expression, ”that’s for sure.”

Both parties signed the necessary papers, and Maurice gave them a check.

After issuing the check, he let out a sigh. ”Pals, there goes one year’s worth of revenue.”

Hans was surprised. ”You earn 500,000 dollars a year? That’s amazing!”

”Yeah, and you fellas earn that amount in just a day,” Maurice remarked. ”You got my earnings for an entire year with one storage unit. I feel like joining the storage auction industry myself.”

Li Du laughed, ”We welcome you to join, but lucrative opportunities like this do not happen every time. In fact, Big Fox has been in this industry for over ten years, and this is actually the biggest amount he’s earned.”

Hans blinked and shrugged helplessly. ”D*mn, you're actually right.”

Godzilla and Big Quinn helped move the trench mortar. With Maurice’s guidance, they pushed the cannon into the basement, which was under the shooting range.

This basement was Maurice's private collection chamber. The door was huge and solid, as if it had been forged from a large piece of pig iron.