Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 372 - 280: A Rare Treasure!_2

Chapter 372: Chapter 280: A Rare Treasure!_2

Playing into his own hands?

Some people didn’t know Sean Knight and thought he wanted to pick up a bargain, laughing mockingly.

Sean ignored the thoughts of others and waited for someone to bid higher.

Sure enough, someone made an offer:

"600 dollars!"

The auctioneer saw the doubled bid and immediately perked up with his invariant tone fluctuating for a moment, his voice increased significantly, the unique relentless bidding sound:

"600 dollars, 600 dollars, this gentleman bids 600 dollars, is there anyone increasing the bid, any more any more for 600 dollars...."

"One thousand dollars!" Sean felt like it was his lucky day today.

His bid once again attracted everyone’s attention.

No matter if he was bidding for his own family or not, eventually passing a thousand dollars, since he dared to shout, some people thought there must be something inside.

"One thousand dollars, one thousand dollars, this very distinguished gentleman bids one thousand dollars, is there anyone over his one thousand dollars...."

The auctioneer was also impressed by Sean’s current image, even giving a special description.

"One thousand two hundred dollars!" A treasure hunter who had not previously offered suddenly bid.

Sean turned his head and found someone he had never seen before.

He didn’t care and continued to bid:

"1,500 dollars!"

Just like that, the occasional individuals bidding eventually pushed the price to 3,700 dollars.

Sean was getting impatient:

"4,000 dollars!" Anyway, it was going into his own pocket, he just had to give the auctioneer a commission and didn’t want to break the rules.

"4,000 dollars, 4,000 dollars...." The auctioneer’s voice increased again, the original container that they thought would only sell for a few hundred dollars was actually bid up to four thousand dollars, his commission was not small!

Others eventually gave up.

"You’ll lose big!" The stranger who didn’t know that Sean was the owner of the freight yard said unwillingly.

The others dispersed. Those who knew Sean was the Freight Yard Owner guessed the reasons for his actions, but he didn’t care about their thoughts, and instructed Jason to bring people into the container:

"Drag the statue out for me!"

He was pointing at a warrior-like plaster statue.

Jason immediately had his assistant move the plaster statue out.

"You’re gonna lose big time!" Suddenly someone said from the side.

Sean turned his head and found an unfamiliar black man who was shorter than Jason but seemed more astute.

"What do you want?" Sean didn’t understand, but he thought this guy must have some idea.

"Fifty dollars per statue, sell them to me. Otherwise, you’ll lose big time!" The man had a very "I’m doing this for your own good" kind of expression.

"Get lost! Just the glass cabinet alone is worth more than fifty dollars per piece!" Sean waved his hand, impatient.

Those who didn’t buy earlier were because these plaster statues were not easy to sell, even by these outlets.

But that doesn’t mean these items are really worth just a few hundred dollars.

"Fine, how about 100 dollars each?" The black man grinned, not ashamed at all for his low offer just now, "What do you say? This way, you can lose less?"

"Do you know why I bid 4,000 dollars?" Sean asked back, "Do you think I’m an idiot?"

"You’re not an idiot – you just want to gamble!" The black man saw right through Sean’s expression, "Are you trying to gamble to see if any of these plaster statues are the works of famous artists?

Let me tell you, it’s obvious at a glance that these plaster statues are crudely made, they’re not worth much at all! If I didn’t have a friend who does sculpting, I wouldn’t even want them!"

"Alright, 100 dollars each for the others, and you pay up!" Sean thought about it, and keeping these things around would really be useless.

The black man thought he had convinced Sean and immediately took out his money.

However, he immediately pointed to the plaster statue in front of Sean and asked:

"Why are you keeping this one?"

"To smash it for fun!" Sean had Jason collect the money, then took a crowbar from one of his assistants, and directly shattered the glass cabinet.

The black man couldn’t help but shout:

"Why did you smash it? Wasn’t selling it to me better? Fifty dollars, you know!"

The auction participants who had planned to leave heard the noise and turned back to look.

Sean didn’t pay any attention to them; in fact, he was smashing it to attract them.

"Has he gone crazy? Smashing it right after buying it?" As expected, some people were puzzled and stopped to watch the drama unfold.

Sean Knight held the stick and smashed the upper half of the plaster statue with another strike, scattering plaster fragments all over the ground!

"You’re crazy!" The black man yelled.

His scream summoned everyone else, curious about what Sean was up to.

"I’m not crazy." Sean looked calm, hitting the statue’s waist with the pry bar a couple of times, breaking it off as well.

Next, he tapped the remaining plaster statue gently, as if fearing to shatter something inside.

His contrast in movements intrigued the onlookers even more.

Then, as they watched Sean slowly chipping away at the plaster, a sudden glint of gold caught their eyes!

There was gold inside the statue!

Everyone else suddenly understood!

No wonder Sean had kept this plaster statue separately; there was something hidden inside!

Sean didn’t care about everyone else’s thoughts and continued to chip away carefully.

However, the black man suddenly let out a crazed scream, snatched the pry bar from another man’s hand, and ran into the container, smashing the glass cabinets with loud "bangs."

Everyone immediately knew that he went to check if there was gold hidden in the other plaster statues.

Sean glanced over before resuming his work.

The black man was destined to be disappointed.

Sean used a very gentle force, precisely controlled. In a short while, he removed a gold relic resembling a helmet from the plaster.

"This is a golden battle skirt!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "It must be an antique!"

As soon as they heard it was a gold antique, everyone knew that it wouldn’t be cheap!

At least starting from tens of thousands of dollars!

It wasn’t impossible for it to be worth several tens of thousands!

If they could verify its specific age and find that it’s famous, it wouldn’t be out of the question for it to be worth hundreds of thousands or even a million dollars!

The treasure hunters all showed envious and jealous expressions!

Who would have known that such a treasure would be hidden inside this unremarkable-looking, crudely made plaster statue?

Someone guessed that it must have been smuggled here.

But no one answered him.

Sean pocketed the relic and told Jason Caldwell:

"Keep an eye on that guy," he pointed to the container, "Make sure he cleans it up later! I’ll leave this to you!"

Through Sky Eye, Sean had already determined that the relic was at least 3,800 years old - a rare treasure!

He had to take it back as soon as possible to avoid being targeted.

Jason was delighted!

"Bosuns, you’re amazing!"

He knew that once these people spread the word about this, a large number of treasure hunters would come to the Freight Yard Auction tomorrow, trying to get a piece of good luck.

Treasure hunters generally believed in such things.

Sean didn’t care about their thoughts. He returned to the villa, went into the study, found a brush and towel, and meticulously cleaned the plaster powder from the golden battle skirt.

There was a knock at the door, and Sean, knowing it was Kathy Lewis, said,

"Come in."

Kathy personally brought in some tea and gently placed it beside the desk.

Then her gaze fell on the golden battle skirt.

The golden battle skirt was very thin, about 30 centimeters high, with a waistband about three fingers wide and 5 centimeters thick, and a skirt body with intricate patterns.

With Sean’s limited knowledge of cultural relics, he could tell that the golden battle skirt was made using beating and engraving techniques.

The fact that such an item could be made nearly four thousand years ago was truly astonishing!

"This is..." Kathy exclaimed,

"A golden battle skirt? Is it from a craftsmanship of thousands of years ago?"

Sean was somewhat surprised that Kathy actually recognized it.

"It can’t be..." Kathy suddenly said, "How is it possible to have such a complete piece like this? I have never heard of it!"

Sean wondered if Kathy actually knew the origins of this artifact.