Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 110: Finally Caught a Big Fish!

Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Finally Caught a Big Fish!

Turns out, when Hamilton Diaz ripped open the plastic wrap, there were layers of plastic steel mesh windows stacked together!

"Shit! Fuck! Who the fuck would wrap something like this so tightly?"

Hamilton, angry, kicked the mosquito nets all over the place, "It cost me so much!"

Sean also laughed.

Madden waved his hand and said:

"You better keep looking, there might be something valuable inside!"

Without any regard for Hamilton’s anger, he began to pack up the mobile phone cases he’d found.

They had lost this morning’s earnings from selling ore on this trip.

Turning his head to look at Sean, he noticed he was still moving the packaging paper unhurriedly and was puzzled.

Is Sean really so calm?

Having already moved so many packaging boxes, there probably wouldn’t be any big items inside.

Did he lose as well this time?

At this thought, Madden finally felt more balanced.

Though Hamilton was the last one to be auctioned off, he was the first to leave. He sold some old materials for a few hundred dollars, and spent fifty dollars to have someone else clean the container, leaving cursing all over the place.

This wave cost him several days’ earnings.

Old Madden was the second to leave. It was the most convenient to pick up the remaining molds of his mobile phones. As for the leftover cardboard boxes, he gave them all to Sean-

In Old Madden’s own words:

"Since you need to deal with those packaging papers, you might as well get rid of them all together."

Sean didn’t refuse and continued to slowly unpack the stacked paper."

Soon, the first container buyer also brought a truck to take away the huge stuffed dolls, leaving only Sean and Jason Caldwell in the freight yard.

Sean immediately said to Jason:

"Bring my pickup over now! And call for another truck to take care of this packaging paper."

Jason immediately made the call, knowing by now that, no matter how stupid, there must be good stuff hidden in this paper!

The pickup arrived first, and Sean and Jason both entered the container before digging through the piles of papers to reveal the items inside.

Jason was startled!

The large iron box, which looked like a mummy coffin with a woman’s face painted on it, really gave off an eerie and frightening look.

That Middle Ages armor, on the other hand, looked much more normal.

With full-body armor and a helmet with a mask that had slash marks and rust, it seemed to have gone through some war.

They carefully lifted the "coffin" onto the pickup truck and covered it with cardboard boxes.

As for the full-body armor, they disassembled it piece by piece and placed it in the back seat of the pickup truck.

At this time, a truck pulled up with another seven or eight men.

"Jason, you take them and load these things up to be sold. Clean it up!"

Having given his order, Sean drove away.

He parked the car in front of Seven Axes Pub and called Mr. John to explain the situation.

Mr. John asked Sean to take good pictures, and he would find a professional to appraise them.

As for Sean bringing out various things from the container, Mr. John had become quite accustomed to it.

After taking the photos in the car and sending them over, Sean took out the documents he had found nearby and began to read them.

The documents were quite professional, but Sean could barely understand them.

The general idea was that the armor was real, and the torture device was a replica, though it was also a replica made more than a hundred years ago.

Sean didn’t take it too seriously.

After all, in China, he knew that many appraisal certificates for treasured jewelry could be wholesale printed.

After waiting for nearly forty minutes, a sedan pulled up quickly in front of the bar. A middle-aged man with disheveled hair rushed inside the bar.

Sean guessed that this must be the expert Mr. John had mentioned, right?

As expected, Sean’s phone rang soon after.

"I’m at the parking lot outside the bar."

He hung up the phone and saw the middle-aged man hurriedly rushing out again.

Sean got out of the car and waved to the middle-aged man, who immediately came over.

"You’re Sean? Where’s the armor and that iron maiden?"

"Iron Maiden?" Sean wondered how it got such a weird name.

"The armor is in my car." Sean pointed to the back seat of the pickup truck. "The other one is in the back."

The middle-aged man, Edward Miller, climbed into the back of the truck, lifting the papers and carefully inspecting the objects.

Sean already knew that this professor from New York University was an expert in European history and cultural relics, part-time.

"Well, even though it’s not an authentic medieval piece, it’s at least a late 19th-century replica, and it’s been used, so it’s of great research value!"

Hearing this, Sean didn’t like what he was hearing.

As soon as one mentioned research value, the price for selling wouldn’t be too high!

After looking for about ten minutes, Edward even carefully examined the structure inside, and Sean could see the inside was full of nails, realizing that calling this item a torture device wouldn’t be a stretch!

Wearing gloves, Edward checked the armor again.

This time he was much more meticulous - even though the armor was not as intricate as the "coffin", Edward was clearly more attentive.

"This is indeed a medieval armor, with very consistent patterns, materials, and traces!"

Edward was very excited. For him, it was a very meaningful experience to handle an authentic antique with centuries of history.

"Please take a look at these two documents," Sean said, and handed them over as soon as he heard Edward say this.

After looking at them, Edward glanced strangely at Sean and said:

"It’s very clear on these papers already. Why did you ask me to appraise them?"

It was clear he felt annoyed.

Sean quickly explained:

"Firstly, I didn’t really understand it. Secondly, I don’t trust these papers, so I trust your expertise more!"

Flattery always goes a long way.

With Sean saying this, Edward was clearly happy, and he modestly said:

"Actually, my expertise is quite limited. The appraisal organization on this paper is a European authority, and it has high recognition among collectors."

Well, now Sean understood.

So now, in a very old-fashioned scene, Sean asked directly:

"So, how much are these two items worth?"

Edward wasn’t surprised by Sean’s question. He pointed at the Iron Maiden and said:

"If this piece were an authentic medieval item, the price would be around 6 million – there’s a record of that in auctions!"

My God!

One piece is worth 6 million!

Sean almost let out a curse, but the excitement wore off immediately when he remembered it was a replica. He then waited for Edward’s "but."

As expected, Edward, somewhat regretful, said:

"However, as it is a replica from a few centuries later, the price has significantly decreased, so now it’s worth about... "

Sean’s ears pricked up as he listened.