Chapter 145 Virtual Currency
When the three raised the price to $3800, and no one was willing to bid, the administrator began to count down, "$3800 once, $3800 twice..."
Zhang Allen then raised his hand, "3900 US dollars."
The dark-haired woman glanced at him, "$4000."
Zhang Allen smiled and said, "I can always beat you by a hundred dollars, ma'am! 4100."
"4200?"
"4300."
"I won't do anything stupid that doesn't make any profit." Seeing that Zhang Ailun was arguing with her, the black-haired woman suspected that he was a fool and gave up the bidding immediately.
Seeing that others had given up, the administrator immediately began to count down, "4300 dollars once, 4300 dollars twice, 4300 dollars three times! Deal!"
"Congratulations, sir. You have won the ownership of container S-266 through this auction. Please pay the settlement fee first. The sanitation fee can be settled later."
Zhang Ailun gladly paid the fee of $4200 and opened the green box on the spot.
The black-haired woman stood by and watched unwillingly. When she saw that the green box was empty, she immediately cheered: "Nothing!"
Zhang Ailun calmly opened another box, revealing a camouflage uniform and a helmet.
The black-haired woman and a group of people came over and helped him calculate the price. "Military equipment from World War II? This collection is quite valuable. A complete set of clothing including boots has a market price of $500, but here there are only helmets and camouflage uniforms, which are worth at most $350."
Zhang Ailun didn't care and continued to open the box. Passersby also became interested. "A few boxes of caliber Thompson submachine gun bullets? The price is about 200 US dollars."
The people around him helped him calculate the price, but no one was willing to spend money to buy it.
"Oh! I knew there would be a Thomson!" Then the middle-aged white people in the crowd cheered, and Zhang Ailan took out a Chicago typewriter from the black box.
"Man, I can buy it for $1300! Including those boxes of bullets." Someone immediately gave a price.
Zhang Allen only thought about it for a moment before agreeing. Because the price of a Thompson in a regular gun store is only about one thousand dollars, and the price range will not exceed three hundred dollars depending on the region.
"350 US dollars, I'll buy that combat readiness uniform." Someone else made an offer, but the actual price was definitely slightly lower than the market price, but the difference was only or US dollars at most, which was acceptable.
Zhang Ailun also agreed to his request and sold the goods directly on the spot. Then he continued to open the blind boxes.
As the appearance rate of various small parts increases, it has also attracted the attention of some buyers.
"The total value is over $6000. If you pay the sanitation fee, you still get $800 for free, which is pretty good."
Someone calculated the profit and loss for Zhang Ailun, and the black-haired woman was a little puzzled, "What good luck."
But the profit was only $800, so she missed it.
Only Zhang Ailun knew that he had not opened the big box yet. He sorted out the container and took out two rectangular black boxes. They were heavy in his hands. I felt that these were the two.
When they opened it, everyone was excited. "M24 sniper rifle! Several boxes of bullets, and a complete set of sniper aiming system! Oh shit! This is worth at least $12000!!"
Someone immediately offered money, "I'll pay $12500, please sell it to me!"
"This set of luxury equipment is priced at $15000 on ! You paid $12500 for it? Then you sell it on the platform and make so much money for free. You have a really good plan!"
The person next to him mocked him in a sarcastic way, but sincerely gave Zhang Ailun a reasonable price, "14500 US dollars, I only make a little commission! What do you think?"
"Wait a minute, there's a postcard with this gun?" The black-haired woman noticed the card stuck on the gun box. There was a string of Russian words written on it, which translated into: From Novilovsky to his beloved friend Remington.
After searching, I found out that the gift was actually given by a retired Russian general, and Remington was the principal of a key military academy in France. The gift date was 1992. Although I am not sure whether these two people are still alive and whether this gun is still the original one, the box and the postcard on it are at least real.
If this is the case, this m24 with the box is worth $4000, and the sniper sight system can be bought for $12000!
He immediately made a bid: "I'll offer $16000!"
Zhang Ailun was also surprised, "You won't make much money if you buy these things back."
"I'm collecting it." The woman explained, "You can sell it to a pawn shop or on an online store, and this is the highest price you can get."
"Ok." Zhang Ailun immediately chose to make a deal with her, and the two shook hands and made peace.
Zhang Ailun sold the guns and war collections to people who wanted to buy them, paid a sanitation fee of $900, and after deducting the principal, he made a profit of $16800.
"Isn't there something inside that hasn't been opened?" Everyone left one after another to go to other container auction areas to shop, and those who stayed here to watch reminded Zhang Ailun.
Zhang Ailun smiled and lifted the black cloth, revealing a US-standard BWM land combat motorcycle, which once again caused everyone to exclaim.
The person who knew the goods nearby immediately became interested. "It turned out to be a military motorcycle from World War II. Man, it's worth at least $5000. Do you plan to sell it?"
"Don't listen to him. This car is not that cheap. It is worth at least $7000 or even more!" Someone kindly reminded: "I suggest you go to a regular collectibles store to have it appraised before selling it. This thing is obviously of some importance."
"Thanks, man. I wasn't planning on dealing with it here." Zhang Ailun smiled and asked the staff next to him to help him look after the vehicle temporarily. He went outside to drive the Wrangler over and loaded the motorcycle on the vehicle with the help of the staff.
He thanked the other party and then drove the Wrangler away from the Luonan Port area.
During the trip, Zhang Ailun passed by the 24-hour convenience store on Luowei Street mentioned in the intelligence. While waiting for the traffic light, he also saw a brown-haired actress with heavy makeup and a bag on the side of the road.
Well, there is a reason why the charges are so low.
"Sir, it's only $150." Noticing that Zhang Ailun was looking at her, the woman came over and leaned against the window, showing him her hot body.
"Sorry, I'm not really interested." Zhang Ailun politely rejected her, waited until the red light turned green, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
She was very hot, too hot, like a gas tank that could catch fire at any time.
The leader, who was used to eating fine meals, really couldn't swallow coarse grains.
After strolling around the west coast for a while, we returned to the Bridge Hole Campground. It was already late at night.
Sig also drove a pickup truck back from the suburbs and told him about the alchemy situation. "They will work overtime tonight and everything will be done in the second half of the night. I will drive to the suburbs tomorrow morning to bring back the gold."
"Why not melt all this gold together?" Zhang Ailun heard this and took out the gold beans from the RV. "I want to see the complete gold cake before noon tomorrow." "I promise to help you get it!"
Sig assured confidently, and then noticed the antique motorcycle on the car, and was a little surprised, "Where did you get this thing from?"
"Container blind box." Zhang Allen did not hide it from him, "I spent 4300 US dollars to auction a container. I was lucky and got an M24 and a Thompson submachine gun, as well as some military equipment."
The total assets of the chief helmsman have reached 70059 US dollars. When the gold is sold tomorrow, it will be enough to take over the old Carl's scrap recycling station, and by the way, there will be enough money to deal with the Sanji Bar.
He just hoped that the bidding price wouldn't be too outrageous, otherwise he wouldn't be willing to buy an empty shell that sold alcohol.
Xige doubted his life. "4300 US dollars? To buy a container blind box? You are really bold. Have you ever thought about what to do if you lose money?"
Anyway, it is impossible for him to spend thousands of dollars to open a blind box, and he will not envy those people. You may see some people making money, but there are more people who actually lose money. It is not reliable to use the principal to gamble on the future.
Unless he cheated.
"Why else would I be the boss and you just my helper?" Zhang Ailun patted his shoulder. "You have to be bolder and take action when you need to! Good night, I'm going to bed."
After saying that, he turned around and got into the RV, leaving Sig alone in deep thought.
……
The next day.
Zhang Ailun got up very early.
When I opened the car curtains, I found that the pickup truck was gone. It must be that Sig had gotten up and drove to the suburbs to receive the gold.
I got dressed, washed my face, and took out my phone to check the daily intelligence.
[Daily Intelligence: Under your planning, Officer MiG and the Southern Division police launched a close raid on the black gang in District 4 at 24:206 AM. The black man who was in charge of guarding the door was shot in the head by a sniper rifle by a member of the Special Operations Bureau. The gang leader, Brother Wen Hua, attempted to drive away from the city. The police sent two Bell 2 police helicopters for air support, and two Chevrolet Impala and four Ford Dodge police cars on the road to chase and intercept the No. 4, No. 236, and No. figures and killed them on the Cajun Bridge! The three were shot times in total and died after failed treatment.]
[Details: The operation started at 4:24 and ended at 4:55. No police officers were injured or killed. The black police officer was accused of taking bribes and an internal investigation was launched. A total of 21 drug dealers, 3 smuggled trucks, and 36 female victims of adultery were arrested. The police reported that the stolen money they found was 26 yuan, but the actual amount was 316 million yuan.]
Good, good, good! It still has to be you!
Good police officers who work diligently and conscientiously for the citizens of Los Angeles!!
With you here, how can America not prosper?
【每日情报：在你的管辖势力地盘上，鹿人社区256号绿色垃圾桶内有蓝色U盘与一枚冷钱包，。详细：冷钱包的解锁破译密码是S51D4y21。私钥和助记词为xxx。】
Zhang Ailun became interested instantly.
I opened the downloaded virtual currency trading app platform and searched for the current value of Bitcoin.
USD 64859 per coin, which is higher than yesterday’s price. The value of bitcoins is approximately equal to USD per USDT (Tether).
Damn! This thing is too profitable. Who is playing with virtual currency?
It's rising rapidly, and then crashing rapidly, so people are mixing coins and laundering money crazily, right?
[Daily Intelligence: The South Los Angeles Police Department and the local court intend to sell the Sanji Bar. The online auction will start at 14:30 in the afternoon. You can participate in the auction offline at the South District Courthouse at 459 Rowena Street. The minimum starting price is $500, and there is no upper limit. ]
[Daily Intelligence: Carnation Club is recruiting male hostess, with a daily salary of $500. With your qualifications, you are fully qualified for this job. ]
No, what do you mean?
Zhang Ailun felt that this information was biased and he was mocking the chief leader!
I only did it once, and you just used big data to characterize me?
presumptuous! !
Zhang Ailun just felt that this information was a bit too outrageous and should be severely punished!
He woke up Jennifer and Dominic and told them to cook their own food. He said he would be out for a while and would be back soon.
After all, he was not very comfortable with the thing being placed in the trash can. If the thing was picked up by one of his own, it would be fine, but if it was taken away by other black people, he would have to reason with the other party.
Don't touch my bitcoins!!
Zhang Ailun started the Wrangler with the car key and drove out of the Qiaodong Camp. There were not many vehicles in the morning, so he had a smooth journey and soon arrived at the Lu Ren Community.
He parked the car on the side of the road and found that a Mexican man with a short-tailed dog had arrived earlier than him and was already delivering chicken rolls and tacos door-to-door in the community.
Although he didn't want to have any contact with them, both parties had an agreement that they would only sell breakfast on their own territory. Zhang Ailun also symbolically greeted them when he passed by.
Jin Rachel held the box and delivered the burrito to the white boy who ordered the food. She looked at Zhang Allen in surprise, "Mr. Jin... No, Mr. Jin, you are not here to supervise our work, are you?"
"Of course not. You work hard to make tortillas and sell them legally and I don't take any money from you." Zhang Ailun waved his hand and turned to leave.
Just when he was halfway there, he felt something was missing, so he turned around and pointed at his nose and warned him, "Look at how ugly you are. I'm so much younger than you, and you call me Lao Jin?"
"I do look a little older, but I'm only 32 years old," said the short-tailed dog unconvinced.
"I said I'm 18, size 28." Zhang Ailun smiled wryly: "Do you believe it?"
"You mean the other way around?"
"roll!"
"Okay." The short-tailed dog turned around angrily and continued to deliver the goods.
I walked along the community and found Apartment 256. I rummaged through the trash can next to it and found the USB drive and cold wallet.
A hot wallet is an encrypted wallet that is always connected to the Internet, while a cold wallet is a wallet that can store virtual currency in a decentralized and independent manner and is never connected to the Internet. Many people with large amounts of funds basically use it because it is safer.
The currency is stored in the platform's hot wallet. If the platform suddenly runs away, or the transfer locks your currency, you will have nowhere to cry. The cold wallet only needs to remember the key.
Zhang Ailun also didn’t understand why someone would choose to throw this thing away. Wasn’t there bitcoins in it? Was it intentional or accidental? Did they forget the private key and mnemonic phrase?
After returning to the car, he connected the USB drive, clicked on the directory, and found that there were indeed at least 2T of learning materials stored in it. Zhang Ailun took a few glances and found it boring.
The chief leader is a veteran of many battles, has excellent marksmanship, and has always liked to get free combat experience. Perhaps Sig and Dave need this kind of self-entertainment more?
I unplugged it from the car and prepared to donate the USB drive to someone in need.
Zhang Ailun was driving back to the camp when he received a message from Mary.
Mary: [Location Sharing] Today the court will auction the Sanji Bar! Gis and I have prepared $30000 in funds and are ready to participate in the auction. Are you ready to take out the money to participate?
Zhang Ailun: We are almost ready. [Bank balance] Are these enough?
By the way, here's a street shot of a person waiting for a traffic light at an intersection, mainly capturing the steering wheel of the big Jeep.
Mary: Oh my god! Where did you get all that money? Driving a Jeep? Hamburger! Are you that rich? You've been pretending to be poor all this time!
(End of this chapter)
