Chapter 1599 [1599] After five thousand years, it’s finally my turn!

Ye Feng's entire mind at this moment was on the posthumous work of Robert Kochette.

Although the system's deep scan results were just some descriptive text, he was able to find the corresponding complete image through his mobile phone.

The Statue of Liberty, made of 24K gold, is 50 centimeters tall and weighs more than 100 kilograms. It is exactly the same as the statue located near the mouth of the Hudson River in New York, USA. It is dressed in ancient Greek style clothing and has a shining crown on its head. The seven spikes represent the seven continents. The right hand holds the torch symbolizing freedom, the left hand holds the Declaration of Independence, and the broken shackles under the feet symbolize breaking free from the constraints of tyranny and pursuing freedom.

It’s simply not too tempting!

Ye Feng felt a little suffocated.

In the eyes of Westerners, Robert Kochet is the founder of banking and goldsmithing, and plays an important role in the art world.

If his posthumous works were to come to light, it would cause such a stir in the entire art world that I'm afraid all artists would go crazy about it!

Even Ye Feng had some doubts as to whether there was something wrong with the system evaluation. Such a large gold artifact was worth a lot of money just from the raw materials. Adding the bonus from Robbitt's master halo, it was probably not worth 10 million magnesium knives.

On the side, Zhuang Xiaoqiao also noticed that Ye Feng was acting strangely.

Seeing Ye Feng being nonchalant for a moment, and then suddenly his eyes lit up and his breathing quickened, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

It's so confusing, is this hyperthyroidism or something?
"Xiao Feng, are you sick?"

"If you feel any discomfort in your body, go get checked as soon as possible!"

"You can't delay any longer. What if your condition worsens and you suddenly pass away, leaving me all alone? What will I do?"

Zhuang Xiaoqiao said nervously.

Ye Feng came back to his senses after hearing the voice, and looked at Zhuang Xiaoqiao who was acting like a drama queen, and suddenly felt a little amused and helpless.

There is such a beautiful girl who is good at talking here. Even if I want to die, I am afraid I can’t!

Besides, we haven't even broken through that layer of window paper yet, so how can I say that you're left alone?
Following Richard and looking back, Ye Feng was also full of expectations.

In order to give himself a little surprise, he did not use the system's deep navigation to detect these warehouses in advance. Only when the warehouse door was opened and he could not see any clues from the surface, would he use deep navigation.

Time passed quickly as Richard opened the warehouse doors. He hadn't found any valuable treasures until he had checked more than a hundred warehouses.

For some things in certain warehouses, there would be some light spots in the system indicating that there were treasures, but most of them were only worth a few thousand yuan in Chinese currency. Ye Feng thought that was quite boring, so he ignored them.

After looking at all the warehouses, everyone secretly memorized the numbers of the warehouses they liked.

Next, Ye Feng suppressed his excitement and prepared to enter the auction phase.

He only remembered two warehouses in total, one was Warehouse No. 8 which housed Robert Kochte's posthumous golden Statue of Liberty, and the other was Warehouse No. 10 which contained several old wooden shelves and bottles and jars.

If someone walked into Warehouse No. 10 and took a look, they would not be able to see any clues. Everything inside was covered with dust. Even if an antique expert came, he would not be able to see any clues.

But he has a systematic and in-depth navigation!
Those bottles and jars are actually precious porcelains fired in the five famous kilns, and most of them are from the Song Dynasty.

Even the wooden frames are not ordinary, they are all made of huanghuali wood.

These foreigners don't know the value of wood, let alone what Huanghuali is.

The warehouse auction began. Ye Feng ignored the first few warehouses until it was the turn to auction warehouse No. 8. Ye Feng was the first to step forward.

After five thousand years, it’s finally my turn!
"500 magnesium knife!"

Ye Feng was the first to make an offer.

Everyone looked at him in shock, because Warehouse No. 8 was filled with only miscellaneous items, and looked no different from a garbage dump.

For this kind of garbage, 100 magnesium dollars is considered high!

There were a few people in the crowd who were originally interested in Warehouse No. 100, but they were discouraged after hearing Ye Feng's offer. The reason was simple. The things in the warehouse were either abandoned by the previous owner or forgotten. Things that could be abandoned or forgotten were probably not worth much. 500 magnesium knives might exceed the value of those things. As for spending magnesium knives to bid, it was not worth it no matter how you thought about it.

"What are you doing?" Zhuang Xiaoqiao tugged at Ye Feng's collar in confusion.

Neither of them was short of money, so throwing away 500 magnesium knives was not a big deal to them, just a drop in the bucket. But she didn't understand why Ye Feng had to buy a team of cardboard boxes and woven bags.

"My intuition tells me that there are good things in here." Ye Feng said proudly, hugging Zhuang Xiaoqiao's slender waist.

Zhuang Xiaoqiao smiled and said, "Please don't do that. Be careful or you might pull out a nest of dead mice from it."

Ye Feng also laughed: "You really got it right. I just saw a little mouse walking around inside, so I took a picture of it to give you a surprise."

"Ah? No way?" Zhuang Xiaoqiao's face turned pale with fright. She was most afraid of mice. She felt sick when she heard about them and got scared when she saw them.

"Of course I lied to you." Ye Feng whispered in her ear.

Zhuang Xiaoqiao's ears were tickled by the hot breath from his mouth, and she said angrily, "Bad boy."

Ye Feng laughed and waited for the Golden Statue of Liberty to appear in his pocket.

Richard was a little surprised that Ye Feng offered 500 magnesium knives right away.

"Hey! The opportunity is right in front of us, everyone should seize it!"

"Take a gamble and your bicycle will turn into a motorcycle!"

"Take a chance and trade your motorcycle for a luxury car!"

"Seize the opportunity, you may become rich overnight now!"

The old man Richard did not miss the opportunity to raise the price and kept instigating others.

No one listened to his nonsense.

They are all old hands in the warehouse gambling business. Even in this business, only a few can really make a fortune, while the vast majority lose money. Many of them were fooled by the old man Richard when they first entered the business.

When Richard saw that these people were not buying his tricks, he did not feel embarrassed. He grinned and continued to preside over the auction of the warehouse behind.

When they arrived at Warehouse No. 10, most people had no intention of taking pictures anymore.

"20 magnesium knife!"

But someone still gave a price.

"20 magnesium knife!"

"30 magnesium knife!"

"40 magnesium knife!"

"45 magnesium knife!"

The price kept rising and soon reached 50 magnesium knives. However, at this time, no one continued to bid.

"Is there anyone who can offer a higher price?"

"If not, everything in this warehouse belongs to Jerry!"

Richard looked at a black man named Jerry, ready to make the final decision.

(End of this chapter)