Warehouse Treasure Hunt: Donate the Jade Seal of Chuanguo at the beginning!

Chapter 57 Chairs and Pole

Soon, the community auction will begin!

A long-haired man in a priest's attire came out with a microphone.

"Hey dear friends, welcome to today's community auction!"

The pastor said heartily, "This auction is the same as before. Half of the proceeds from the auction will go to the owner, and the other half will be donated to charity. If you have any doubts, you can call us for consultation, or Search the Internet for relevant information..."

"..."

After the pastor talked a lot, the real auction started.

And because of this kind of community auction, basically all the auctions are some personal belongings, or some things donated to the church by people with a heart.

Therefore, the starting price of these things is not high, generally in the range of 5M yuan, 10M yuan, and 20M yuan.

No, Qin Yang, Wang Rongrong, and Lao Jia and his wife were all watching the progress of the auction.

According to Qin Yang's observation, there is currently no item with a starting price exceeding 50M yuan.

"Friends, this is a chair donated to our church by an old couple. According to what they said... this pair of chairs was left to them by their father. The starting price for it is 10M yuan. If you are interested, please bid Bar!"

Under the introduction of the pastor, a pair of old yellow chairs appeared in front of everyone.

This pair of old chairs is very old, and there are signs of wear and tear in many places.

"10 million yuan!"

"12 million yuan!"

"15 million yuan!"

"..."

Seeing that everyone was bidding one after another, Qin Yang whispered to the old Jia and his wife next to him, "If this chair can be won within 75 million yuan, there is still a bit of money..."

"OK!"

After hearing Qin Yang's words for the first time, Lao Jia and his wife immediately looked at each other, knowing what to do.

"50 million yuan!"

When a big man who looked more mighty, after bidding 50 million yuan, the others fell silent.

Because most of them will participate in the auction. Apart from really wanting to buy this pair of chairs, they also want to make some contribution to charity and public welfare. Otherwise, this kind of chair may be thrown on the side of the road and no one will pick it up.

"55 million yuan!"

Just when everyone thought that the 50 million yuan was over, Lao Jia raised the price at the buzzer.

"55M yuan, is there any more?"

"Any more?"

"Congratulations to this gentleman, who bought this pair of chairs for 55 million yuan!"

The pastor happily announced the loss of the bid, and shook hands with Lao Jia.

When everyone rushed to take pictures of other tools, Lao Jia had already paid and delivered the pair of chairs.

"Hey Qin, why do these two chairs look weird to me, are they really worth money?"

Lao Jia looked at the chairs in his hands suspiciously, feeling that their shapes were a bit strange.

"Well, how much is it worth..."

Qin Yang nodded, and lifted the seat boards of the two chairs, revealing the toilet seat-like design underneath, "To be precise, these are not two simple chairs, but two antique toilet chairs. It was very popular in the 80s and [-]s, and many old people would use it."

"If it is well preserved like this now, one can sell for 200M yuan, but the two pieces in your hand are too worn out, so they should be worth about 125-150M yuan together!"

"My good fellow, these two chairs still have such a history!"

Britney felt her eyes light up, and she looked at Qin Yang with admiration.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Qin Yang hadn't reminded them to take a picture of this, perhaps they would never have thought that just these two broken chairs were worth a lot of money.

"Qin, it seems that our tuition fee was not in vain today! Haha..."

Lao Jia is obviously also very happy. Can make money and learn knowledge. Is there anything better than this?
Seeing the couple laughing so happily, Qin Yang also smiled a little more.

To be honest, even if the couple hadn't been photographed, Qin Yang wouldn't pick up on this little trick.

It's not because Qin Yang doesn't like it, it's mainly because the truck he drives is almost full of goods and garbage that hasn't been disposed of, and it seems a bit redundant to stuff a few chairs into it.

In addition, Zhou Zheng, the tool man, is sick and asked for leave today.

If Qin Yang wanted everything, it would be a bit inappropriate... His purpose today is to focus on lightness as much as possible.

So it's okay to give them a couple.

In the following time, Qin Yang helped Lao Jia and his wife along the way and took pictures of many objects.

Like old clocks, old pocket watches, military duffel bags...etc.

The income from these items alone easily exceeded [-] M yuan.

Qin Yang saw that the two of them were so happy, and the tuition fee in his pocket was not so hot.

"Friends, this item was sent to us by a young man. According to him... he didn't know what it was, but he hoped to get a higher price here, so its starting price is 50M Yuan!"

When the auction reached a certain stage, the pastor came to a round pier with a microphone in hand.

This round pier looks very strange. It is round like a small paint bucket, about 60-70 centimeters high, with three feet, and each foot is shaped like a chubby little chubby baby. They stand upright with round pier on their backs, and their shape looks a bit strange...

"50 million yuan!"

"75 million yuan!"

"100 million yuan!"

"..."

When the pastor announced its reserve price, many people also began to bid.

It may be because most of them can't understand this thing, so the enthusiasm for bidding is not particularly high.

When the price rose to 225M yuan, it stopped moving a little bit.

"275 million yuan!"

At this time, Qin Yang, who had never made a move, raised his hand and called out a price.

As soon as the price was announced, the others immediately fell silent.

"275 million yuan? Friends, do you have any bids?"

"275M yuan, is there any more?"

"Congratulations to this friend, it belongs to you!"

After the pastor announced the loss of the bid, they shook hands, signed, paid money, and took things as usual, all in one go.

"Qin Yang, you... what is this thing you photographed?"

Wang Rongrong asked curiously.

It may be because this is also part of the treasure hunt, so after the auction started, Wang Rongrong also took out her mobile phone and started recording.

"Qin, this is...?"

Lao Jia and his wife were also in a daze, what are they doing making a round pier?
Is this thing valuable?
Qin Yang nodded, and put down the pier in his hand, "This is a product produced in the 19th century. Its function is similar to the current freezer. It is usually placed on the counter of the pharmacy to store the Eskimo pies that children like... ..."

As he said that, Qin Yang also pointed to the little fat boy under the round pier, "The most obvious feature of this thing is that its three feet are models of fat little Inuit people!"

After listening to Qin Yang's words, Wang Rongrong, Lao Jia, and Britney finally came to their senses.

This humble round pier of emotion has such a background!

(End of this chapter)