The Rise of the Ranch King

Chapter 115 114. Treasure Hunting in the Warehouse

When Lin Feng was driving through a residential area, he noticed a group of people gathered together and laughing constantly. There were estimated to be 40 or 50 people. The atmosphere was like a party.

Lin Feng became curious and decided to stop the car to find out.

He walked towards a kind-looking old man and tried to find out what was going on, "Hey, what are you doing here?"

Although the old man answered him, he was absent-minded. His eyes were fixed on a charming blonde woman, "Oh, this is a warehouse auction."

Warehouse auction?

This was the first time Lin Feng heard this word.

He looked around and saw that people were indeed gathered in front of a row of warehouses, talking animatedly.

There was also an auctioneer who looked like an auctioneer in a livestock market, vividly introducing all the details of the warehouse in front of the crowd to the crowd.

Lin Feng had just finished working on the wooden house, and he was still holding a half-eaten box of pizza in his hand. The fruit-flavored pizza could not only fill his stomach but also supplement his vitamins. Recently, the corners of his mouth were rotten due to getting angry.

He stood at the back of the crowd, watching the warehouse sale with interest as he continued to enjoy his pizza.

People were restricted outside the warehouse and could only peek inside through the open rolling shutter door.

Several plastic boxes and some old appliances such as electric fans and ovens were displayed in front of them, as if they were waiting to be sent to the garbage dump.

Lin Feng's eyes were attracted by a small train model placed on the ground. The model was only the size of a palm, but it was very delicately made.

In front of the warehouse, the auctioneer shouted, and everyone began to bid.

"200 US dollars!" "300 US dollars!" "400 US dollars!"... The prices continued to rise, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense.

"These people are really crazy." Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh.

It's like being in a livestock auction market, except that the auction items here have become warehouses.

The winner was soon determined, and a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses bought the warehouse for $800.

Lin Feng finished the last slice of pizza, wiped his hands, and watched with interest as the middle-aged man and his son walked into the warehouse and began to rummage.

The little boy picked up the model train on the ground, but it fell apart as soon as he got it. He threw it back to the ground angrily and complained: "These are all broken things."

"Don't be angry, let's see what's in this iron box." His father comforted him and opened an iron box.

When the tin box was opened, it contained two golf balls and a membership contract for the golf course.

"Wow! Dad, we found the baby!" the little boy shouted excitedly.

"That's right, we're going to make a lot of money!"

The father was also very excited. Although this contract was of little use to them, it can be speculated that the previous owner of the warehouse was at least a millionaire. After all, golf is a game for the rich.

The onlookers outside also talked expectantly.

“There must be more goodies in there!”

“I wish I could buy a warehouse like this!”

……

The man continued to search and found another commemorative silver coin from 1999. “This silver coin is worth at least several hundred dollars!” he shouted excitedly.

Then, he took out a bull-shaped craft from a white plastic bag. The whole crowd screamed because there was a shining solid gold ring hanging from the bull's nose, and the ring was also inlaid with a brilliant diamond.

"Oh my God! We're rich!" The man was going crazy.

He danced in the warehouse and announced loudly: "I want to give this gold ring to my wife! She will be very happy!"

The crowd rushed to the next warehouse, and a new round of bidding fever quickly started.

Lin Feng found this scene quite interesting. It felt like opening a blind box in a warehouse, but he didn't understand why there were so many abandoned warehouses.

So, I dialed Jasmine's phone number. If there is a problem, it is always right to call the police.

"Dear, I saw a lot of people auctioning warehouses in town. What's going on?" he asked curiously.

Jasmine was a little surprised, "You studied in the United States, but you haven't heard of warehouse auctions?"

Lin Feng was a little helpless, "My social circle is relatively small, and most of them are Chinese. I have never heard that warehouses can be auctioned." He explained.

"Okay, let me explain it to you. This can actually be regarded as a cultural phenomenon in the United States." Jasmine began to explain patiently, "Some Americans don't like to buy real estate, thinking that it will restrict their freedom, so they choose Rent a house everywhere and experience life. But every time you move, it will be troublesome. Some businessmen have taken a fancy to this market and provide rental warehouse services for others to store things. If the tenant fails to pay the rental fee for a certain period of time, the company has the right to dispose of it by itself. Items in the warehouse.”

After listening to Jia Simin's explanation, Lin Feng finally understood the reason behind this phenomenon.

He thought of the land auction system in the United States. If taxes and fees are not paid for a certain period of time, the government will auction off the land and everything on it will belong to the new owner. In comparison, warehouse auctions are more like blind box openings because items are concentrated and often bring unexpected surprises.

Jasmine also shared a funny story: "You know what? Patricia drove a bike last week and broke her arm riding it."

Lin Feng couldn't laugh or cry. Patricia's existence indeed added a lot of laughter to the world.

He asked, "Do you think I should get involved?"

"Maybe, it wouldn't be bad to spend a few hundred dollars to have some fun," Jasmine said with a smile.

Lin Feng was drinking Coke and following the crowd. After he hung up the phone, he began to carefully look at the warehouse in front of him that was being auctioned.

But you can't see what's in the warehouse with your naked eyes unless you have a pair of clairvoyant eyes. The auctioneer said the previous owner of the warehouse passed away last month and his daughter was handling the estate.

People are not interested in the warehouses left behind by the elderly after they pass away, because they are usually useless and reluctant to throw away clutter. Taking pictures of these things is equivalent to paying a warehousing company to clean up the garbage.

Therefore, everyone's enthusiasm is not high. Only a few people want to take a gamble and see if there are some treasures such as collectibles that are very old among the old people's old things.

Finally, a woman couldn't help but take action. She spent $400 to buy the warehouse.

However, she only found a few worthless foreign coins and a book of landscape photos from the old man's belongings. In addition, there are shabby furniture, squeaky chairs, tables with missing cabinets, and electrical appliances that cannot be started.

The woman was frustrated because not only did she lose $400, but she also had to pay someone to dispose of the trash. Of course, for people with poor family circumstances, those worn-out furniture may still be treasures!

So a circle of homeless-looking people gathered around outside, waiting for others to pick up the items before picking them up to see if there was anything worth taking.

Several warehouses suffered losses one after another. Many people chose to wait and see, and the atmosphere became increasingly deserted.

At this time, Lin Feng thought it was his turn to take action.

(End of this chapter)