The richest man starts from the treasure hunt in the container

Chapter 110 Finally caught a big fish!

It turned out that Fatty Hei tore off the plastic sheeting, and what came out were plastic-steel screens piled up layer by layer!

"Shit! Falk! Who the hell would wrap something like this so tightly?"

Heipang kicked those screens away with an angry kick: "I have lost so much!"

Zhu Yu also laughed.

Madden raised his hand and said:
"Look for it carefully, maybe there are valuable things in it!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about Heipang, and started to pack up those mobile phone molds.

This trip lost all the money earned from selling ore in the morning.

Turning his head to look at Zhu Yu, he found that he was still carrying the wrapping paper unhurriedly, and was a little puzzled.

Is this Zhu Yu really so calm?

So many packing boxes have been moved out, there is a high probability that there will not be any big guys inside.

He also lost this time?
Thinking of this, Madden finally felt a lot more balanced.

Although Heipang was the last to be auctioned off, he was the first to leave. He sold some old materials to others for a few hundred dollars, and then spent fifty dollars to let others pack up the container, and left cursing.

This wave lost all the money earned for several days.

Old Madden was the second to leave. His mobile phones were the easiest to pick up. The rest of the molds were packed in a box to deal with the people who called him. As for the rest of the cartons, he gave Zhu Yu——

According to old Madden's original words:

"Anyway, if you have to deal with those wrapping papers, you might as well dispose of them together."

Zhu Yu didn't refuse either, he was still unloading the stacked papers slowly.

Soon, the buyer of the first container also called a big truck to take those big-headed dolls away, leaving only Zhu Yu and Jason in the freight yard.

Zhu Yu immediately said to Jason:

"Go get my pickup truck now! Then call a van and get rid of the wrappers."

Jason called immediately, no matter how stupid he was now, he knew that there must be something hidden in these papers!
The pickup truck drove in first, and Zhu Yu and Jason got into the container immediately, and then opened the pile of papers to reveal the contents inside.

Jason was taken aback!
The big iron box with a woman's face painted on it, which looked like a mummy's coffin, looked gloomy and frightening.

And that medieval armor looks much more normal.

The whole body is in iron armor, and there is a mask on the helmet. There are traces of knife cuts and rust on it, as if it has experienced war.

Carefully lifted the "coffin" onto the pickup truck and covered it with a cardboard box.

As for the full body armor, it was disassembled piece by piece and placed on the back seat of the pickup truck.

At this time, a little black came in with a truck, followed by seven or eight little blacks.

"Jason, take them and pack these things up and sell them. Clean them up!"

After Zhu Yu gave his orders, he drove away.

He drove the car to the entrance of the Seven Axes Bar, called Old John in the car and explained the situation.

Old John asked Zhu Yu to take a good photo, and he would find a professional to appraise it.

For the messy things that Zhu Yu can drive out of the container, Old John has really become calm.

Zhu Yu took photos in the car and sent them over, then took out the documents he found beside his stuff and looked at them.

The document was very professional, but Zhu Yu could barely understand it.

The general meaning is that the armor is real, and the instrument of torture is an imitation, but it is also an imitation more than 100 years ago.

Zhu Yu didn't dare to take it seriously.

After all, in Huaxia, he knew that the appraisal certificates of many treasures and jewelry could be printed wholesale.

After waiting for about four or ten minutes, a car rushed to the entrance of the bar, and then a middle-aged man with messy hair got out of the car and rushed into the bar.

Zhu Yu guessed that this should be the expert that Old John mentioned, right?
Sure enough, then Zhu Yu's cell phone rang.

"I'm in the parking lot right outside the bar."

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Yu saw the middle-aged man hurried out again.

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

"You are Zhu? Where is the armor? And the iron maid? Female torture device?"

"Iron Maiden?" Zhu Yu was a little surprised, why did this thing have such a weird name?
"The armor is in my car." Zhu Yu pointed to the back seat of the pickup, "The other one is in the compartment."

The middle-aged man immediately climbed into the carriage, opened the paper, and examined it carefully.

Zhu Yu already knew that the person in front of him was a professor at New York University, majored in European history, and worked part-time as an expert in cultural relics.

"Well, although it is not an authentic product from the Middle Ages, it is at least an imitation at the end of the [-]th century, and it has been used, which is very valuable for research!"

Zhu Yu didn't like to hear these words.

Once you hear that it has research value, then it won't be too expensive to sell!
After looking at it for about 10 minutes, I even opened it to look at the structure inside. Zhu Yu also saw that it was full of nails, so I realized that it is not an exaggeration to say that this thing is a torture tool!
The professor named Rogge checked the armor again with gloves on.

This time he was a lot more careful - obviously the armor was not as fine as the "coffin", but Rogge obviously paid more attention to it.

"This is indeed a medieval armor, no matter the pattern, material or traces are very consistent!"

Roger was very excited. It was a very meaningful thing for him to get his hands on an authentic antique with a history of hundreds of years.

"Then please take a look at these two documents." Hearing what Rogge said, Zhu Yu handed over the two documents.

After seeing something, Rogge gave Zhu Yu a strange look, and then said:

"This has been clearly stated above, why did you ask me to identify it?"

It can be seen that this person is a little angry.

Zhu Yu hastily explained:

"Firstly, I don't quite understand it. Secondly, I don't really believe in this, but I believe in your professionalism!"

Thousands of wears, no flattery.

When Zhu Yu said this, Rogge was obviously happy, and he said reservedly:
"Actually, my professional level is also limited. The appraisal institution above is an authoritative institution in Europe, and it is highly recognized in the eyes of collectors!"

Well, Zhu Yu understands now.

Then, a very old-fashioned scene appeared, and Zhu Yu asked directly:

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

Luo Ge was not surprised that Zhu Yu asked such a question, he pointed to the iron place and said:
"If this piece is authentic from the Middle Ages, the price would be around 600 million—there has been an auction record!"

I go!

One piece costs 600 million!
Zhu Yu almost swears, but then realizes that this is a fake, the excitement subsides immediately, and then waits for Rogge's "but."

Sure enough, Roger said with some regret:
"However, it is an imitation after two or three hundred years, and the price has shrunk greatly, so the current price is almost..."

Hearing this, Zhu Yu stretched out his ears!

(End of this chapter)