Meow Ba

Chapter 145 Eighteen Pounds of Platinum, Questioning
"Sigh~"

A gasping voice sounded on the playground in the warm afternoon - in an empty place, only the harmony of hundreds of people can hear such a clear voice.

After taking a deep breath, all the auctioneers present began to bite their ears.

Their daily auction items are all under one hundred dollars, and now a top lot with a starting price of one hundred thousand suddenly appeared, which shocked them all. After all, an item with such a price can be sold at Sotheby's or Christie's.

"Tim, hit me."

"I dreamed that Lorraine was auctioning a lot with a starting price of $[-]."

In the audience, the expressions of the Diesel family have changed from doubt to shock. Aunt Susan thought she was dreaming, and asked Papa Tim to give it a hard time.

"Snapped!"

Amidst the crisp applause, Aunt Susan proved with her flushed palm that Lorraine did indeed take out a lot with a starting price of [-] US dollars at the community auction of old things.

"Quiet, this gentleman is auctioning precious metal platinum with a total weight of 25 pounds. According to the current price, the total value is more than [-] US dollars."

Signaling the staff below to hand over a stool, the auctioneer Saidier fully opened the iron box and displayed it in front of everyone. Immediately, the warm sunlight shone on the round metal particles the size of a grain of rice, rippling a wave of silvery white light Swept the audience.

Also swept by this burst of silver-white light, Lorraine couldn't help but think of what happened in the morning.

…………

"Lorraine, get up quickly, it's time to go!"

After a good night's sleep, Lorraine got up in the sound of Papa Tim's call. They were going to use a Toyota pickup truck to send the sorted old things to the distribution center this morning.

After washing, as soon as Lorraine opened the door, Ron slipped in through the crack of the door and threw himself on the suitcase he brought back last night - it contained unwashed clothes, although there was a washing machine in the dormitory building, However, there are too many people who share it, and Lorraine prefers to take it home and wash it.

"Hey—!"

Just as soon as the door was fully opened, Lorraine heard the sound of the zipper being pulled behind him. He turned around quickly, but it was too late——with a snap, the suitcase fell in half on the floor, and the clothes inside spilled out. Land, and the culprit, Ron, was crawling around in the pile of clothes.

"Hey, Tangerine, don't play with my clothes."

The clothes in the suitcase were all dirty, even if they fell on the ground, it didn't matter, but it would be more difficult to wash if they were stained with cat hair. Lorraine closed the door and wanted to hug Ron out of the dirty clothes.

But before he could do anything, Ron crawled out of the pile of dirty clothes by himself, hooking out four small sandbags one after another.

"..."

"When did you put it in?"

"No wonder the box is so heavy."

Of course, Lorraine remembered the origin of these four small sandbags. After all, he was also one of the parties involved, and owed a favor to Arlo from [Bonebreaker Training Camp] for this.

Ignoring Lorraine's question, Ron put four small sandbags in front of Lorraine, and when Papa Tim's voice sounded downstairs for the second time, Ron pushed the four small sandbags in the direction of Lorraine.

"..."

"Are you going to participate in the auction of old things too?"

My cat is very smart, except that it can't talk, it's right to treat it as an adult - combined with the timing of Ron pushing the small beanbag, Lorraine roughly guessed Ron's thoughts and asked.

"Meow~"

The answer to Lorraine was Ron's nod and his tail flicking.

"All auction items have a starting price. How much do you plan to start bidding for these four little sandbags?"

Since Ron clearly wanted to participate in the auction, Lorraine naturally wanted to ask about the starting price.

Arranging four small sandbags in a row in Lorraine, Ron jumped onto Lorraine's desk, took out a pen from the pen holder, and placed it in front of the four small sandbags. He tilted his head for a while and put his tail on the At the end of the small sandbag, circle it into a circle.

So a vertical one, plus five hollow circles, constituted the starting price for Ron's four small sandbags.

"One hundred thousand dollars?"

"Hahahaha, Orange, you must be joking~"

Lorraine laughed loudly at the figures given by Ron—one hundred thousand dollars is the income of a middle-class family in the United States for two years, which is only a lot more. 1, a full 30 years!

Hmph, I don't know~, see clearly!
Facing Lorraine's loud laughter, Ron twitched the corner of his mouth, and swiped his claws hard on one of the small sandbags. Immediately, a flash of silver light flowed out, which stopped Lorraine's laughter abruptly!

…………

Lorraine's thoughts returned to the Fox Hill Community Auction. After whispering, a second-hand auctioneer shouted loudly.

"How can we trust that this is real platinum?"

"How do we believe that such particles are not the same as normal raw materials!"

"Know that most of the platinum is made into jewelry, with the mark of an authoritative company on it!"

"I can't guarantee it. As I said just now, this is a second-hand auction. You may get rich overnight, or you may be poor."

For such a question, the auctioneer Saidier could not give a standard answer, after all, he is not a professional jewelry appraiser, he can only simply distinguish the authenticity - but at this time, someone stepped forward.

"Let me see."

"Old Dick."

"It's old Dick!"

The second-hand auctioneers in the audience automatically parted ways so that the old man, who was dressed in shabby clothes, wore a cowboy hat, and carried a small black box, could pass through the crowd and walk to the auction stage—their tone was full of respect , which is uncommon among rude junk auctioneers.

"Old Dick?"

"Old Dick was a famous California junk auctioneer, a member of the hundred thousand dollar club--meaning he'd gotten a hundred thousand dollars on a single junk item, no less than five times."

Lorraine didn't know about Old Dick, he repeated in a low voice, and the auctioneer Sidir standing next to him explained casually, which made Ron in Lorraine's arms prick up his ears - if the auction can be successful, this For one lot, Saidier can earn more than [-] U.S. dollars.

Soon, Old Dick walked up to the auction stage, and after greeting Lorraine and Saidil, he opened the small black box in his hand—immediately a whole set of special measurement tools was revealed, adding all the junk auctioneers Confidence.

Taking out a platinum grain of rice from the tin box, Old Dick skillfully operated it, weighing, density measurement, and element determination. After a whole set of procedures, Old Dick packed up the tools, took the microphone in the hands of the auctioneer, and just said three words.

"It's the real thing."

"hiss--!"

There was another sound of gasping in the audience, but after the sound was over this time, a second-hand auctioneer immediately shouted out loudly, and the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became extremely enthusiastic.

"$12 million!"

"I offer $15 million!"

"18, $18!"

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