Meow Ba

Chapter 385 The Generous Little Girl
The scale of this storage auction is not large, there are only six warehouses, and the treasure hunters who came here are all local, only about [-] people.

Even so, it took more than half an hour for 1 minute per person.

Moreover, this warehouse is not the warehouse full of shelves and piles of cardboard boxes that Ron explored at the beginning, but the last warehouse No. 98 with only a small half of the shelves and other places full of old things and garbage.

Obviously, in the eyes of the auctioneer, this is a warehouse with little potential, which can be regarded as an appetizer. As for the most valuable warehouse, of course it should be used as the finale.

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"Remember, when you look at the warehouse, you must first see if you can find something valuable, and make a rough assessment of it."

"Then set your target price at about half of these valuable items. As for whether to go up or down, it depends on your vision, experience, and sales channels."

"In the warehouse just now, I saw a bicycle, two hubs, and six shelves."

"I think it can go for about five hundred dollars, so $250 is an ideal price."

"I guess there should be someone who is as interested as I am."

The auction was approaching, and Papa Tom was still working hard on teaching. The two little girls and the pets in their arms nodded repeatedly.

Although it looked rough, Papa Tom's judgment was still very delicate - Ron, who had just entered the warehouse, did see the objects that Papa Tom said.

It's just that what Ron saw was that the rear tire of the bicycle was twisted, and it couldn't be sold for much money. The hubs were not two as Papa Tom said, but four, and the other two were blocked by waste and rubbish. If you look at it, you can't see it.

"Okay, everyone has seen it."

"The starting bid for this warehouse is one hundred dollars!"

"Fifty dollars a plus~"

After everyone left from the gate, the well-dressed auctioneer pinched his beard, walked up to the simple auction stage outside the warehouse, and held the auction hammer.

"One hundred dollars, has anyone offered a higher price? I know you have seen something, but you are cunning and don't want to bid first~"

"Very good, 150 US dollars~, I saw someone offered 150 US dollars, is there any higher, if not higher~, very good, someone made a debut with [-] US dollars, [-] US dollars~"

In stark contrast to the slow and detailed look at the warehouse just now, after looking at the warehouse, the treasure hunters all estimated the price of the warehouse in their hearts. As the auctioneer began to speak quickly, treasure hunters raised their hands from time to time to signal , and then the price will naturally increase.

"$250~"

When it was two hundred dollars, Papa Tom, who had not raised his hand, raised his hand and called out the price. Afterwards, the atmosphere of the auction suddenly cooled down, and only the auctioneer's words continued.

"250 US dollars, 250 US dollars, is there a higher price, maybe I should reveal some inside information~"

Treasure pickers are all cunning ghosts, and they can't scatter hawks when they can't see a rabbit.

It was similar to Papa Tom's valuation, and they only saw 250 US dollars, so after Papa Tom made a move, the strong men stopped quoting.

They are all in this line of work, and they don't see each other when they look up.

In the conversation just now, Papa Tom jokingly said, let everyone take care of it, and now it is just time to take this opportunity to sell Papa Tom's face.

"One time at $250, two times at $250, three times at $250, deal!"

The crisp auction gavel struck the wooden table, Papa Tom took a note from the auctioneer, and locked the warehouse door with his own lock.

"That's it, look at the timing, report the value you see, and kill with one blow."

"Then you get 24-hour access to the warehouse and 24-hour ownership of the items inside."

"As for the key, you can only get it after the auction is over and the money is paid."

While locking the door and chattering, Papa Tom continued to educate the two girls.

"Warehouse No. 99 will be auctioned next~"

According to the process just now, the auction continued. In the past 1 minutes, after everyone had observed for less than [-] minute, the auctioneer continued to auction the remaining warehouses.

The subsequent warehouses have more shelves and more cartons than warehouse No. 98, but there is no pile of garbage in the middle.

In the end, these warehouses were all sold at prices ranging from [-] to [-] US dollars-after all, it is impossible to tell from the standard FedEx cartons whether the contents are valuable or not.

"The auction of the last warehouse will now begin."

"This warehouse has the most shelves and the most cartons."

"The starting bid for this warehouse is three hundred dollars."

Starting at nine o'clock in the morning, it took four or ten minutes for a warehouse, and it took more than three hours, and everyone was exhausted.

After a hasty look at the last warehouse, the auctioneer began the finale.

However, in a state of exhaustion, Catherine, who was holding Ron, stretched her arms vigorously, exposing her white and tender hands over the heads of a group of strong men.

"Eight hundred dollars."

"Very good, this lady paid three hundred, is there anyone else who pays more..."

"Wait, miss, how much did you pay just now?"

The auctioneer was also very tired, and Catherine raised the price too much all of a sudden, so he didn't realize it - he has been in this business for many years and has seen all kinds of treasure hunters, but most of them are not so generous. At most, there was an increase of one hundred and one hundred dollars, and suddenly there was an increase of five hundred dollars, which made him hear the wrong ears.

"Eight hundred dollars, is there any higher! Is there any higher!"

The sudden high price cheered up the auctioneer.

He has a commission for the storage auction, about 5.00%, that is to say, for the price quoted by Catherine, the auctioneer can have a commission of forty dollars.

Upon hearing Catherine's offer, the other treasure pickers, even Papa Tom, frowned—none of them saw such a high value from this warehouse.

Even Papa Tom lowered his head and asked.

"Catherine, this warehouse is not worth eight hundred dollars, are you calling it wrong?"

"That's right, I have a hunch that this warehouse is definitely worth eight hundred dollars~"

Nodding with a smile, Catherine answered Papa Tom.

In her arms, Ron narrowed his eyes - when he returned to Catherine just now, he began to write on Catherine's palm, telling her the warehouse number and what was inside.

Even eight hundred dollars was what Ron asked for.

"Once for $[-], twice for $[-], and three times for $[-]! Deal!"

"Congratulations to the beautiful Miss Catherine for winning the last one, Warehouse [-]."

Smiling, she took the lock from Papa Tom who was shaking his head, and then took the order from the auctioneer. Catherine took Molly and Ron and locked her own warehouse with a click.

(End of this chapter)