"Chen Yang, is the owner of this warehouse the one you mentioned?"
Logan waited until Edward ran away before asking in confusion.
Chen Yang shook his head and said: "No."
"Then you still?"
Tang Wan continued to ask in surprise.
Chen Yang smiled slightly and said: "Do you think it is possible that one of Sun Dianying's henchmen fled to the United States with a tomb robber who was captured as a young man?"
Logan hesitated for a moment and nodded, but it felt far-fetched no matter what he thought.
Chen Yang did not sell out, and continued: "This inference may not be true. I just remembered a common method of tomb robbing, which is very similar to the current situation."
"There are some tomb robbers. When they hear that there are ancient tombs somewhere, they will use exploration, sketching, agricultural research, or forged documents to rent a piece of land in the destination village and build a shabby house.
This way, you don’t have to stay up day and night and worry about attracting attention. You can completely keep the cat in the house peacefully and start digging from the house.”
Chen Yang said confidently: "I wasn't quite sure what the old Chinese man wanted to do, but I just felt something was wrong and asked Edward to take the photo.
Now that I see the rose field, I know what he is doing?"
Logan asked curiously: "What to do?"
"Keep it secret!"
Chen Yang showed off his words with a smile.
Logan had no chance to ask again, so they returned to the warehouse auction place.
“$2,000 a time!
2,000 US dollars twice~~”
Old Harry shouted at the top of his lungs.
Edward was like a vindictive cock, angrily glaring at Drew, the first black man who had fist bumped with Chen Yang.
"Hey Drew, didn't you say you wouldn't buy whatever the great Duke of Windsor chose?
Why did you swallow your words back?"
Edward shouted angrily.
The warehouse, which was originally worth a few hundred dollars and could be bought for only $1,000, was raised to $2,000 by Drew.
Drew grinned, his teeth white against his dark face, and he made an exaggerated swallowing motion, as if asking for a beating: "I just swallowed it, what about it, buddy, do you want to hit me?"
Edward almost exploded on the spot.
Fortunately, Chen Yang came over with Tang Wan at this time, and still gave him an elbow, which made Edward calm down somewhat.
Drew continued to yell:
"Do you think I'm stupid?
It doesn’t taste right!!!”
He said triumphantly: "Do you remember Dr. Smith's classic battle to enter the 100,000 Club? He bribed the warehouse manager and sprayed mahogany fragrance on a pile of broken furniture. The smell was so strong that it made his opponent think it was all real.
Mahogany furniture, all the money wasted on a pile of rubbish.
In the end, the real treasure has no money to compete with Dr. Smith and let him become famous in one battle!"
"Oh, you must remember that your Duke of Windsor nickname was given to you by Dr. Smith at that time, wasn't it?"
Edward was still bickering with Drew, arguing and bidding. All the treasure hunters present did not take it to heart to look at them with guns blazing if they disagreed, and looked on with laughter.
To make them angry.
Tang Wan asked curiously: "Chen Yang, what is the Hundred Thousand Club?"
While watching the monkey show, Chen Yang said: "It was a single warehouse auction, with a profit of more than 100,000 US dollars."
"It's not easy."
Logan nodded, completely understanding.
That is equivalent to picking up a big leak in Liulichang.
While they were talking, Edward finally stopped his scolding with Drew and asked nervously: "Are we really going to win?
I don’t think I can get it without $5,000.”
Chen Yang heard that the price Drew called had reached 3,500, and knew that it was indeed what Edward said.
They stopped yelling and cursing, not because they had nothing to say, but as the price climbed up, it became more difficult, and both Edward and Drew had sweat on their faces.
The only thing visible at the moment is glassware. Even if you notice something is wrong, at this price, it is already a gamble.
Who knows how much the stuff hidden inside is worth? You could lose everything at any time.
Chen Yang asked calmly: "How much money do you have?"
Edward looked sad and said, "It's just 5,000 US dollars. That's it, and I just sold the house."
Chen Yang glanced at him, his expression was complicated and full of pity, and he almost said "you poor guy", which was so exciting that Edward almost flew into a rage again.