I asked you to pan for gold, do you understand panning for gold? Do you use a car to pull it?

After a short rest, Chen Feng took a small shovel and began to dig the soil around the bush. As the soil was dug out one shovel at a time, the area around the bush was gradually hollowed out.

After Chen Feng felt that it was almost done, he went forward to hug the bush and pulled it up with all his strength.

The bush was slowly pulled out by Chen Feng. Chen Feng finally pulled it hard and felt a sudden relief in his hands, knowing that the bush was pulled out by him.

Holding the bush with both hands and throwing it aside, Chen Feng pinched his waist and looked at the bush pit.

He didn't see where the goods were for the time being, but the pit was also very deep, and it was estimated that it would take a few times to get the goods out.

He changed the shovel, pulled over the detector, and began to reach into the pit to search for goods.

Perhaps because of the bushes, the soil underneath was very soft. When it was shoveled out, it felt like blowing, which made Chen Feng want to pinch it.

After a few more scoops, the detector sounded, and Chen Feng smiled unconsciously while looking at the shovel.

After spending so much time, it was finally time to draw the prize.

Chen Feng gently shook the soil in the shovel and continued to use the detector. After a while, a dark golden object was scooped out by Chen Feng.

When he saw this color, Chen Feng was relieved. It was gold.

He reached out and picked up the goods, but as soon as he got it in his hand, Chen Feng was stunned.

This weight was not what he imagined, which was worth tens of thousands.

After blowing the soil again, Chen Feng took a closer look, weighed it with his hand, and sighed.

This piece of goods is probably worth more than 3,000 yuan.

In fact, it was quite a lot, but Chen Feng had worked so hard, and the goods were only worth three thousand yuan. No matter how he thought about it, he felt uncomfortable.

Sitting on the ground and lighting a cigarette, Chen Feng played with the gold nugget in his right hand. In the end, he had no choice but to shake his head.

Three thousand is three thousand, it's better than silver grains.

After a long rest, Chen Feng packed up his things and continued to move forward.

Basically, Chen Feng spent the rest of the day in this grassland, even eating lunch here.

"Squeak~"

"Oh, fuck!" Chen Feng's left leg was scratched again.

"Swish~"

"Hiss, your sister!"

"Hula hula~"

"Ah, my fuck, fuck!" Chen Feng held his leg and grimaced in pain.

Of course, although Chen Feng would be scratched every once in a while, the harvest here was still good.

"One silver nugget, thirty yuan."

"Yes, this is a gold nugget, it seems to be worth four or five hundred yuan."

"Oh, this piece of gold is good, it feels like it is worth more than a thousand yuan, it must be one thousand four or five?"

"Hey, add another seven or eight hundred yuan, this gold nugget is really round."

"I have minted three silver nuggets in a row, it's time to get gold, right?"

"Hey, it came out as soon as I said it, the small gold piece looks really good, one thousand two or three hundred yuan..."

At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Feng calculated the harvest, about seventeen thousand yuan.

Of course, today is not like before, there are no valuable goods, only some small goods, the most valuable one is the goods under the bush, worth more than three thousand yuan.

Although the harvest is not as much as before, Chen Feng is very satisfied, seventeen thousand yuan is not a small amount.

Carrying the bag and walking back, he can't wait to have a delicious braised beef in the evening.

But when Chen Feng was about to reach the base and saw the two cars, Chen Feng suddenly stopped and looked into the distance.

There were four or five people in the camp, Zheng Ping was surrounded in the middle, and another person was holding something in the van.

Chen Feng looked carefully and found that the person who got on the van to get something was wearing the same clothes as the young man in the morning!

Zheng Ping was surrounded by them and was obviously scared and dared not move!

When Chen Feng saw the situation clearly from a distance, he was furious.

Damn it, they robbed my grandfather, right?

Calculating the time, others should be back, so Chen Feng took out the pickaxe from his bag and rushed up with it.

At least he couldn't let Zheng Ping be caught by them. What if they robbed everything and Zheng Ping really got into trouble?

"You fucking bastards..."

Chen Feng walked over and wanted to point his pickaxe at them, angrily asking them what they wanted to do, bullying us because we have no one, right?

But before he got close, he heard a few people laughing, including Zheng Ping.

Chen Feng: "???"

Not brothers, what's going on, why are you laughing?

He felt as if this was not what he thought

What's going on? What are these guys doing? Zheng Ping doesn't seem to be forced to do this.

Chen Feng walked over with doubt and heard their conversation.

"I never thought that after more than ten years since I left, there would be a gold digger in our place. After all this time, I might as well not leave, haha."

Next to Zheng Ping stood a middle-aged man. The man looked like the young man in the morning, but unlike the young man's aggressiveness, he looked very kind and honest.

"Yes, I didn't expect to meet a fellow villager in such a far place. It's really fate. Is your green onion enough? If not, take some more. These are all grown by my hometown."

Zheng Ping said to the young man holding a handful of green onions.

"That's enough. I can't even finish this meal. Thank you, thank you." The young man no longer had the aggressiveness of the morning. He waved his hand with the green onions in his hand and thanked politely.

When Chen Feng approached, everyone noticed him and looked over. Zheng Ping went straight up to the middle-aged man and introduced him, "Brother, this is also our fellow villager. His name is Chen Feng."

"Fengzi, this is Brother Wu Dezhong. He was from Xiaoqiao Village more than ten years ago, and then came to Qiuling City. We are fellow villagers."

"We met while panning for gold in the afternoon. After chatting, we found out that we are fellow villagers. I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence." Zheng Ping took Chen Feng and introduced them to both parties.

"Hello, hello, I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that I could meet fellow villagers in Qiuling City." Wu Dezhong was very polite and enthusiastic, with a kind face of a fellow villager who hadn't seen him for a long time.

He stretched out his hand to shake hands with Chen Feng, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he found that Chen Feng was holding a small pickaxe in his right hand, so he switched to his left hand.

The two shook hands with their left hands. Chen Feng had a polite smile on his face, with a hint of confusion in his smile.

"Hello, hello, Brother Wu. It's such a coincidence that I can meet a fellow villager here."

No, how come I was about to fight with his son in the morning, and you told me that we are fellow villagers in the evening?

And didn't his son look fierce and wanted to fight with me? How come he became a different person in the evening?

Is there any conspiracy?

"This is my son, Wu Quan. I think you are about the same age." Wu Dezhong stretched out his hand to call his son over, looked at Chen Feng and smiled.

When Wu Quan saw Chen Feng, his eyes widened instantly, and he seemed to be unable to believe that it was Chen Feng. The next second, with a little embarrassment on his face, he walked over and forced a smile.