Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets Chapter 1389 - 676 Business Is Not Done This Way2

They had been digging near the small town for several days, and although they had unearthed a few scrapped hand grenades, to tell the truth, they really weren’t worth much. The two of them discussed it and decided to beco secondary dealers.

They naturally knew that these old-style rifles, buried underground for seventy to eighty years and in very good condition, were very popular in the collection market and commanded a high price.

So, they planned to buy a box to sell.

Originally following Teluk, seeing how ek Douglas Cooper appeared, they assud he was an easy target.

So, they thought about pressing down the price, but it turned out the guy knew his business!

This was just like Li Gui eting Li Kui, wasn’t it?

Having no choice since the talks failed, they just had to leave.

Sean Knight wandered around the forest outside for a while and finally returned with a few fish and a pile of mushrooms.

It wasn’t much, but it was the thought that counted. At least they could have two more dishes at noon.

Of course, he and Viola weren’t the only ones patrolling the periter and foraging.

Soon after, team mbers brought even more stuff, including two young wild boars!

This was really great; wild boar at tasted even better than small pig at—best when braised!

Sean Knight rembered those team mbers were with Lincoln Harrington on periter security. This ti, they must have taken a part-ti job.

The team mbers dropped off the stuff and left. The cooks had already started on the als.

Skilled in gutting and chopping the at, this wasn’t their first ti.

There was a small river nearby the campground, which was perfect for a water source for cleaning.

Just then, Sean Knight saw soone else approaching.

One person.

Yvonne.

Sean Knight was sowhat surprised; this guy wasn’t around when Teluk ca before, and now he was here by himself?

The team mber guarding the periter spotted him and then stopped him. After a while, Douglas Cooper hurried over.

Previously, he had been holding an ordinary Mosin-Nagant rifle, but this ti he was carrying a sniper rifle with a scope.

Seeing Douglas Cooper nonchalantly carrying the rifle on his shoulder, Yvonne’s mouth twitched.

This rifle, in the collector’s market, must sell for at least 3,000 dollars, right?

A brand new, eighty years old Mosin-Nagant sniper rifle with a scope—how many of those could there be in the world?

Probably not more than a four-digit number?

Letting him carry it so casually, any additional scratch on the stock would decrease its price!

Yvonne’s mouth twitched uncontrollably. He clearly already considered these rifles his own possession.

Unfortunately, the expression on Douglas Cooper’s face was like that of a tactless brute. He walked up to Yvonne, and roughly yanked on the rifle strap, then said to Yvonne,

"Heard you got s

queezed out by Teluk? What, ca here for so comfort?"

Yvonne was taken aback for a mont. Had Douglas Cooper changed?

Wasn’t he a person without much of his own opinion, yet still wanting to earn more money? Now why did he seem more mature than before?

"That’s right," Yvonne didn’t think too much about it, as doing business was the most important thing. He explained,

"My boss Teluk isn’t clear about the current market, so that’s why he nad such a low price.

I’d like you to wait and don’t be angry with him. I will contact his father, who ultimately makes the decisions on these matters.

Trust , I will definitely purchase this equipnt at the price listed on the order."

Douglas Cooper had already contacted Teluk’s supplier, and Yvonne’s offer seed quite unappealing to him.

After all, there were thousands of items here!

A mistake of a hundred dollars here was a price difference of hundreds of thousands of dollars!

Moreover, Yvonne’s offer was off by more than just a few hundred dollars!

So, Douglas Cooper fiddled with the rifle and said,

"You better sort things out with Teluk first. Today, I’ve already had Diggers co over to buy equipnt. They might offer in driblets, but at least they quote higher prices, and they don’t require us to transport it to town..."

Upon hearing this, even seasoned Yvonne couldn’t help but blush.

What a ss Teluk had made!

He could only try to redy the situation:

"Rest assured, Mr. Cooper! I will definitely persuade Teluk, and of course, you won’t need to deliver it yourselves."

While his tone was sincere, without definite promises, Douglas Cooper just glossed over it.

In these tis, without real gold and silver, everyone is a stranger, and no one wants to be duped by re words.

At lunch, the aroma wafted far away, and the nearby Diggers could only sll the delicious scent while eating their own dry food.

No helping it; the others had more people, they were Chinese, and their luck was extraordinarily good.

Sean Knight’s team ate happily, but midway through, two more groups of Diggers and one group of secondary dealers arrived.

All of them ca to buy guns.

The offered prices increased each ti, but they were just a bit higher than Yvonne’s initial offer.

Initially, Douglas Cooper didn’t want to sell, but Sean Knight signaled him to sell one box, to hurry Teluk a bit.

Douglas Cooper thought about it, then laughed.

That’s right, it was ti to stretch that guy a bit.

The two secondary dealers took away the box of rifles with a tractor, leaving behind 27,000 dollars.

"Let’s split it." Sean Knight said, "Consider it the bonus for these few days."

Sean Knight wasn’t stingy, and the other team mbers weren’t reserved either. The previous 1million had been shared, and this small amount of money didn’t catch Sean’s eye, but it was a significant inco dostically.

Even Viola got a share, and that was a pleasant surprise for her.

After lunch, they rested for a while and then the team mbers continued their work.

Though tired, they felt very motivated—it was tangible money!

The boxes in the campground piled higher and higher, and so observant people had already noticed that the design of the boxes differed.

However, they only murmured a few words. Such things were simply unclear at the mont. Sean Knight didn’t care either. As long as it sold, researching how those things got mixed together was a scholar’s affair.