"Dear lucky treasure hunters, today is a special day, this is a special warehouse."
Standing in front of the warehouse, Old Harry suddenly became energetic and interrupted the bickering between Chen Yang and Daytona with a passionate and high-pitched voice.
"After this warehouse is auctioned, Paul Warehouse Management will be history.
This area will be transformed into a beautiful rose garden.”
When Old Harry talked about the excitement, he seemed to be a little more choked up, which made the treasure pickers below, especially Drew, Hannah, Edward and others who were born in Iron Mountain Town, feel the same and their eyes became red.
But as soon as old Harry said his next words, the situation changed.
"To commemorate this important day, the company has decided that the starting price of this warehouse is US$50,000, and each increase in price must not be less than US$10,000."
As soon as he finished speaking, Old Harry put his head in his hands and the rat scurried down.
Facts have proved that his decision was extremely correct and wise. The unfinished Cokes, half-eaten hamburgers, etc. were thrown over like rain with the curses of the treasure hunter.
As long as old Harry ran a step slower, he would be buried by these things.
Amid the protests of the treasure pickers, "Give me back my feelings," Old Harry turned around and said, "The auction begins."
Daytona was the first to call out the price: "50,000 US dollars."
He was not affected by Chen Yang's previous words at all, as if fifty thousand US dollars was just paper.
"Sixty thousand dollars."
After coming to Paul Warehouse Management Company, Dr. Smith got out of the theater state for the first time and called out the price.
Then came the godfather, then Edward, and then several treasure hunters who gathered together, seemingly collecting money.
Drew also shouted. His money was obviously collected by the treasure hunters from Tieshan Town such as Hannah.
If it weren't for Chen Yang's appearance, Edward would definitely be one of them.
Within ten minutes, the price climbed to over $100,000.
This is a jaw-dropping price in the warehouse treasure appraisal.
Logan was dazzled by what she saw. This was like the warehouse auction she had imagined.
Chen Yang's mind was not on the warehouse auction, and he said with a smile: "Honey, are you wondering why they are so persistent?"
Tang Wan nodded and asked strangely: "Aren't these clocks produced on an assembly line? Aren't they afraid?"
Chen Yang's answering voice was imperceptibly louder, and the treasure pickers crowding outside the warehouse could hear it clearly.
What's worse is that from before to now, whenever Chen Yang wants people to hear what he says, it's all in English with a Californian accent.
"The style of these clocks is from around the 18th century, and they are genuine antique clocks.
More importantly, the owners of these clocks did not know what was wrong and did not have time to transport them out and sell them.
Through various channels, they, the treasure pickers, determined that their templates existed among those assembly line clocks.
Genuine, antique table clock from the 18th to 19th century.”
Chen Yang's words distracted the attention of many people. Daytona, Godfather and others, who were originally scheming and bidding with each other to the point of sweating on their foreheads, could not help but be affected.
Especially when they saw that as Chen Yang explained, more and more scattered treasure pickers began to whisper to each other, seeming to want to form a temporary group to join the battle group.
"Chen from the Tang Dynasty, you just want to cause trouble for us, right?
Do you have any reliable sources of information? Do you recognize what kind of clock this is?"
Daytona made a street gesture and said viciously: "You have to know that flies that only know how to cause trouble never end well."
Chen Yang sneered: "Do you think I can't recognize you?
If it’s hard to say about other desk clocks, then these...
Daytona, do you really want me to say that?"
Daytona felt inexplicably guilty when he saw it, but he still stiffened his neck and said, "If you have the ability, just say it."
Chen Yang spread his hands, with a "Don't regret what you told me" look on his face, and said calmly: "In the 18th century, the famous watchmaker Master Williamson once specially made a clock and dedicated it to the then Emperor Qianlong.
That clock is called a gold-plated bronze writer. When it is wound, it can write eight Chinese characters: "Eight Directions, Nine Earths Come to the King".
This writer’s clock is now preserved in the Palace Museum.”
As Chen Yang spoke, he walked to the door of the warehouse and looked inside: "These antique clocks are very similar to the works of Master Williamson in his later years.
Regardless of the style of the era or personal style.”