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When Xiao Peng arrived at the parking lot the next day, it was just after eight o'clock, but the Martin couple were already busy there.

They were cleaning the carriage. Xiao Peng saw that there were a lot of old furniture in the carriage. The Martin couple were putting together the furniture. It seemed that the furniture was quite heavy, but it made the old man and his wife very tired.

"Hey, Martin, leave this job to me. You take a break — I say, why didn't you wait for me to move these things? " Xiao Peng put his luggage to the side and jumped onto the carriage.

"Xiao, you're here. We originally thought that we would be able to take care of it ourselves if we didn't have too many of these things. Who would've thought that they would exceed our imaginations?" Mrs. Martin sighed. "Would you please help us stack this cabinet on top of it?"

Although Martin was so tired that his face and neck were red, he did not admit that he was old: "I am not old, but you are too weak. "Damn it, the porter we hired last time was too lazy. He just laid around randomly and wasted so much space."

Xiao Peng tried to move the cabinet. It was indeed heavier than normal wood, but this wasn't difficult for Xiao Peng. Martin wanted to move Xiao Peng to the back and directly stacked the cabinet on top of the closet, saving a lot of space.

When Mrs. Martin saw this, she sighed in heartfelt amazement, "God, are you the reincarnation of Hercules into a Chinese?"

Xiao Peng was helpless against this. After studying the Greek mythology, you would discover that Zeus was a 'human cannon'. He would hunt and kill whoever he caught. Afterwards, he would marry all sorts of close relatives.

Because of his origins, Hera loathed him. Although Hercules was a wise man who completed twelve impossible missions and became a hero of Greek mythology, he was ultimately persecuted by Hera. He died in unbearable pain and ascended the Olympian Sacred Mountain to become a Herculean god. In the western world today, the name 'Hygris' and another god, Atlas, had become synonyms for the strong and strong.

Even Martin, who had muscles that didn't match his age, couldn't help but be impressed. "Darling, I think Xiao is Atlas, only Titan Tiantang has such power. It's so easy to move such a heavy oak cabinet. Even if you asked the silver-backed gorilla to come, he still wouldn't be able to do it, right? "

The first half of the sentence was something Xiao Peng quite liked to hear: 'Atlas', the Titan of Greek mythology, was punished to support the heavens with his shoulders because he failed to fight against Zeus. Now, the Atlas Mountains in North Africa were named after him. The famous World Hero Championship trophy was the image of a person carrying the Earth on his back, and the one carrying the Earth was Titan Atlas. But what did he mean by 'Silver Back Gorilla'?

Xiao Peng laughed, "You are exaggerating. Some people call me Samuel, but no one has ever called me Hercules or Atlas. Oh, and no one has ever called me a Silver Back Gorilla." "Then again, believe me, this doesn't count as a strong one. In terms of pure strength, I have a friend who is stronger than me. He's the kind of person who sneezes and spits, not with his nose but with his muscles."

Mrs. Martin asked curiously, "God, are you a believer? Chinese people are atheists, don't they have faith? I've heard that anyone who believes in God over there will be shot. "

Xiao Peng was stunned for a moment before saying unhappily, "Mrs. Martin, I don't know how to explain this. I'm an atheist myself, but I do have a registration in the church. This is a long story." Besides, we, Hua Xia, have never interfered with the freedom of belief of others, and we don't know who would believe such nonsense! Shoot him if he had faith? Our country has nearly 200 million Buddhist followers and 50 million Christians. Adding them together, it's almost the same as your country's population. It's not an exaggeration to say that our country has more believers than your country! How can we Chinese people be shot if we believe in God? Your country misunderstands us too much. How did the media here mislead the public!? "

Mrs. Martin was a little confused, but seeing that Xiao Peng didn't like to talk about it, she hurriedly asked, "Xiao Xiao, do you want a cup of coffee? The coffee I just made is still good. "

"Thank you, Mrs. Martin." Xiao Peng put together the furniture in the carriage, "Mr. Martin, did you find these furniture from Taobao? What kind of wood is this? It's quite heavy. "

Martin handed Xiao Peng a cigarette, "That's right, this is the hand-made oak furniture that we found last time. This is the most popular wood furniture in our country, it's durable, and it's not a problem for us to use this kind of furniture for decades. Moreover, this set of oak furniture is beautifully crafted, and the material is also excellent white oak.

"Wow, that's really not cheap. "How much money did you get for that?" Xiao Peng said.

This price is very high for furniture. However, Martin said that this was handmade oak furniture. In developed countries like Europe and the Stars and Stripes, as long as the word 'handmade' was displayed, the price would be outrageously high.

"I paid five hundred dollars for that warehouse. But there was nothing else of value in the warehouse. So I'm going to try to sell this price at a high point. " Martin said.

Xiao Peng heard this and said, "Can't you earn a few hundred dollars in one go?"

Martin smiled bitterly. "If this were always the case, I wouldn't be in this business for a long time. We should be in Los Angeles with a luxury villa on the sea, sunbathing on the beach." Xiao, you have to consider this point, we have to be responsible for cleaning up the garbage, freight, transportation, oil and so on. This is all a cost, and even though this auction is held every day, we can't possibly be able to get there every day, right? Sometimes it takes three or four days to go to a storage auction. That's why I have to work part-time as a truck driver. "

"Xiao, have a cup of coffee and try it." Mrs. Martin walked over and handed Xiao Peng a cup of coffee.

Xiao Peng took the coffee, "Thank you, Mrs. Martin. Didn't you say that the people who live here are all rich people? Isn't there a great chance for you to get something good? "

Martin, who was drinking his coffee, heard Xiao Peng's question and angrily scolded, "These rich people are worse than trash. The richer they are, the weirder they are. That's right, they will find good stuff here. However, they would often run into strange warehouses! I once caught a warehouse full of expired beer here! God! Who can tell me what that would do? "

Mrs. Martin nodded as well. "That's pretty good," she said. "Campbell bought a warehouse at Salinas's last auction. It was full of famous underwear and socks, and there were thousands of them, but they were all worn! When you turn it over, it's got green hair, so there's no need to mention the smell. "I really don't know what kind of eccentricity the owner of the warehouse has!"

Martin said: "That's good. Someone has come to stay for a few days and they have been singing and dancing. Because they don't want to pay too much for the garbage, they have to rent a warehouse and throw away the garbage. That would save them a few dollars!" What the hell do you think this is? It didn't hurt to spend a few thousand dollars here, and now he was renting a warehouse for the sake of the remaining few? Isn't this just a trap for us treasure people? "After opening the warehouse, we saw that they were all clean and tidy storage cabinets. However, when we opened them, they were filled with rubbish!"

"That's pretty good. Last time in Chicago, someone took a photo of a warehouse and found a box inside. After opening it, it turned out to be the corpse of the owner of the warehouse! God, that case is still unsolved. "

Xiao Peng let out a sigh as he listened to the two of them chattering. What was going on these days really wasn't easy. However, to Xiao Peng, this was nothing. At most, he would just send his mind avatar in to take a look. It was just a thought. After all, he didn't know the value of the items inside. Perhaps he thought that things that were valuable were not valuable to others.

Seeing Xiao Peng's expression, the couple laughed, "Oh, Xiao, I'm sorry to have let you listen to our complaints. "Actually, it's not that scary. What's scary about the auction is not that, but the malicious bidding between the people of Taobao and the people of Taobao. No matter what, it's better to earn money than to lose money, no?"

Xiao Peng drank his coffee and laughed, "That's for sure. When will the auction start?"

Mrs. Martin said, "There are only six warehouses at the auction today, so it won't take too long. We'll start at ten. Let's go now." "From China, Hercules, if we get anything, we'll have to trouble you."

Xiao Peng made a 'no problem' gesture and stuffed the bag into the small bed behind the driver's seat. He took out a small backpack and carried his money and documents: "I'm ready."

Martin shook his head and took out two cigars from the driver's seat. Xiao Peng took a look and saw that they were not very good cigars. Martin threw Xiao Peng one of them and said, "Light it up. Let us set off in a domineering manner!"

Xiao Peng: "…"

Mrs. Martin: "Xiao, please forgive me. My family is like a child."

Martin shook his head. "This is called Easy Life, my dear wife."

"Yes, you're right." Mrs. Martin.

Xiao Peng was speechless. Was it really good to be fed dog food so carelessly? But to be honest, Xiao Peng was really envious of Martin and his wife. They were close to sixty years old, yet they were still able to maintain such a good relationship. This was the true f * cking true love.

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