Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 128 - 127: Becoming famous with a single shot!

Chapter 128: Chapter 127: Becoming famous with a single shot!

Because Mr. Madden and Diana Smith made money from the container they bid on, the auction atmosphere became even more heated!

This situation took Sean Knight by surprise!

"13,000 U.S. Dollars, 13,000 U.S. Dollars, this handsome man bid 13,000 U.S. Dollars! Is there any higher bid? Good, good, I saw this beautiful girl bidding 15,000 U.S. Dollars, 15,000 U.S. Dollars, such a generous beautiful girl..."

Mr. Cook tried to control and adjust the auction atmosphere at the beginning, but later, it didn’t need his hype at all. The enthusiasm of treasure hunters participating in the auction had already ignited, and they all competed to bid on each container—

Just like now, the container door opened, and treasure hunters could see a few rolls of old carpets, a few boxes of wooden ornaments, and a vertical rack on the inside with seven or eight things covered by cloth.

Then everyone started guessing that there must be something valuable or unique inside.

The starting bid was 300 dollars, but one treasure hunter who imitated Mr. Madden directly raised it to 5,000 dollars!

Then the price soared all the way, and Sean was a bit surprised. Were these guys crazy?

He actually knew that they were just some 1.5-meter by 50-centimeter vertical tapestries inside, and the tapestries were weaved with some strange little figures that Sean couldn’t understand.

However, considering the peculiar aesthetics of the Americans, Sean’s psychological price for this container was 10,000 dollars, and any more would definitely lose money.

But within less than two minutes, the price had risen to 15,000 dollars!

Sean shook his head, it was crazy!

But no one paid attention to him. Everyone’s target was the few objects at the bottom. If they can find something valuable inside, they can make enough money for a month!

In the end, the container was auctioned off by a 27 or 28-year-old white woman with an artistic temperament for 21,000 dollars.

Some people followed Mr. Cook to the fourth container, while some stayed and waited for the lady to go in and uncover the "mystery."

Sean also stayed, and he could see that the woman had been smiling all the way, her expression more curious than trying to make money. It seemed like she was here for excitement.

Sean was a bit worried. What if she finds out later that these things inside wouldn’t help her earn back the money she spent? Will she still be able to laugh?

As everyone thought, the lady did go in, stepped over the old carpets and wood carvings, and walked towards the things covered inside.

Upon closer inspection, she took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, and then lifted the cover.

"What is that?"

"It looks like a tapestry?"

"If it’s a tapestry, then she definitely lost money on this auction."

"Well, she’s a newbie, it’s understandable."

"I don’t think so, some handmade tapestries are also worth a lot of money."

"But this one is too small, I don’t think it’s worth much, she lost a lot..."

Sean heard the whispered discussions of the treasure hunters nearby, and he thought they were probably right!

But the woman didn’t show disappointment. Instead, she leaned down and carefully examined the tapestries.

Just when some treasure hunters, disappointed, were thinking of trying their luck at the next container, the woman suddenly exclaimed:

"Papa! It’s actually Papa! Oh my God! I never thought I’d find such exquisite Papa here..."

Her expression was genuinely surprised. Then she turned and waved to a middle-aged man in the crowd:

"Mr. Francis, please come over and have a look, I think these tapestries are the Papas you mentioned before..."

A middle-aged gentleman who had not spoken much walks in with an incredulous expression on his face:

"How is that possible? How can there be Papas here? Ava, did you see it wrong?"

From their addresses, Sean was confused about their relationship.

Student and teacher?

Gentleman and lover?

Or just friends with no age in between?

But what the hell is a "Papa"?

Some of the treasure hunters were already looking at Sean with strange eyes.

Sean immediately understood their meaning.

These treasure hunters thought that the two people were plants arranged by Sean!

Otherwise, what kind of Papa would make them so excited?

Also, what the hell is a Papa?

The problem was, Sean Knight didn’t know either!

He didn’t know if this thing was good or not!

Sean felt that he needed to strengthen his knowledge.

Otherwise, he would really return empty-handed even if he saw treasures, because he couldn’t recognize them!

"I found it, I found it!" someone suddenly exclaimed, "It turns out that Papa is a hand-woven tapestry made by an indigenous tribe of the Indian peninsula. The little figures on it are the totems they worship."

"Is it valuable?" a Treasure Hunter asked the question everyone wanted to ask.

"Papa is usually this size, and there aren’t usually large ones," the person replied while looking at his mobile phone, "Their prices usually range from 2,000 to 6,000 US dollars."

"Is it fake?"

"No way, right?"

"There must be at least seven Papas in it. Even if you take the median, this lady made a fortune, right?"

So, the treasure hunters’ expressions changed from pity and schadenfreude to envy and jealousy.

Some of their gazes towards Sean became eager!

The lucky Chinese boy, following him would indeed bring good luck!

Sean felt a bit inexplicable, had he made money again?

Many people couldn’t wait to run to the next container. The observation there was about to end, and the bidding was about to begin!

Although Americans didn’t know the saying, "Better to retreat and escape the net rather than admire the fish in the abyss," they clearly understood that making money here had nothing to do with them.

Making money from their own container wins was what mattered!

So once again, the auction over there became lively!

Sean slowly walked to the fourth container.

He remembered that this container was filled with some stuff from Brazil, including some wood and boxes containing logging tools such as circular saws, chain saws, and oil saws.

When Sean arrived, the starting bid of 600 dollars had already been raised to 4,200 dollars!

Sean also heard people guessing behind him:

"If there’s valuable wood in here, it must be worth at least 10,000 dollars! I think it’s worth a shot!"

Then the person raised his hand high:

"Five thousand dollars!"

In the end, this container was won by a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean appearance for 9,100 dollars - Sean saw that this man looked about forty years old but was actually almost thirty, looking older than he was.

From beginning to end, this person only bid twice and then succeeded.

This time there were only a few bidders who stayed, and the rest swarmed to the fifth container.

After all, only winning could guarantee the possibility of making money; otherwise, they could only watch others count their money!

Sean followed slowly. It seemed that the first auction today was successful.

In the future, his freight yard container auctions would not lack attendees.

He looked at Jason, who was guarding nearby, and waved to him.

Jason immediately rushed over:

"Mr. Bosuns, any instructions?"

"Everyone gets a 100 dollar bonus today! Also, have some people find more containers we can buy for auctions from other freight yards as soon as possible. We’d better maintain an auction once every three days."

"Understood!" Jason grinned when he heard about the bonus. This was Mr. Bosuns’ affirmation of his work!"For this bonus, you get 500 dollars, Bondi and the others get 300 dollars each. Just say I said so."

Jason’s mouth widened, and he bowed to Sean before running away.

A short while later, Sean heard the cheers of his men.

However, the sound of bidding at this side was even louder!