After walking for about four or five minutes, Chen Feng's system beeped.

Chen Feng looked around, his gaze settling on a corner.

This seemed to be right at the very edge of the six-meter radius. Chen Feng walked over, squatted down, and took out a small shovel.

After only a couple of digs, Chen Feng realized it wasn't going to work. There were a lot of rubble and even broken bricks.

His shovel was made of hard plastic; although it was very hard, he tried to avoid direct contact with the rocks as much as possible.

Moreover, because of the long period of use, the black paint on the tip of Chen Feng's shovel had been worn away, revealing the transparent plastic underneath.

Putting the shovel aside, Chen Feng switched to a pickaxe and began digging the bricks and tiles to one side.

After digging for a while and exposing the soil underneath, Chen Feng switched to a shovel and started digging at the soil below.

After a morning of searching for goods, Chen Feng discovered that the goods here were much deeper than those in the abandoned mines in the hills.

According to Chen Feng's estimate, apart from the shallowest silver grain which was just on the surface of the soil, the other grains were at least forty centimeters deep, and often even more than half a meter deep.

This meant that Chen Feng had to dig a very deep pit every time he needed to get the goods out.

Indeed, the quantity of the goods is larger, and the density is slightly higher than that of abandoned mines in hilly areas.

Whether this is a coincidence or the actual situation here remains to be seen until Chen Feng searches for a couple more days.

After all, the results from just one morning are too short and have an element of chance.

"Ooh-woo~"

Chen Feng held a shovel of soil and ran it over the detector, which then emitted a sound.

He gently shook the shovel to remove some soil, then ran it over the detector.

This time the detector went silent. Chen Feng raised an eyebrow slightly and looked down at the ground.

While shaking the soil, Chen Feng shook off a small clod of dirt. He reached out, picked it up, and gently crushed it.

Sure enough, there was a hard object inside the small clod of earth. Chen Feng rubbed it a little, revealing the object's true form.

This is a silver nugget, the smallest piece Chen Feng found today, probably worth only fifty-odd yuan.

After collecting the silver coins, Chen Feng continued walking forward.

Three hours later, Chen Feng, covered in sweat, sat down under a big tree, took off his hat, and fanned himself.

The top of the hat was already soaked with sweat, warm and damp.

Chen Feng has three hats. Sometimes when he doesn't work the next day, he will change to a different hat.

Over time, white powdery particles will appear around the top of the hat.

That's the brine left behind after the sweat dries.

So every time Chen Feng went back, Liu Ping would clean his hat so he could wear it again next time.

Chen Feng spent the whole afternoon searching but didn't find anything valuable. He did have quite a few silver nuggets, probably twenty or thirty yuan, and two gold nuggets, which together were probably worth more than three thousand yuan.

Chen Feng lit a cigarette, took out his phone and checked the time; it was a little past four.

We'll browse for another half an hour or an hour, and then head back at five o'clock.

He didn't feel full after eating so little at noon, and he ate very little in the morning as well. He had already decided what to eat when he got home for dinner.

We absolutely have to have a pot of lamb hot pot to celebrate!

After resting for a few minutes, Chen Feng stood up, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and continued walking forward.

After walking for about ten minutes, the system gave another prompt.

Chen Feng stood still, sensed the area for a moment, and then walked directly to a spot in the upper right corner.

There were quite a few weeds here. Chen Feng pulled them up first before picking up the shovel and starting to dig.

Chen Feng had no doubt that if he kept panning for gold here, he would eventually be completely drained of his resources.

He shoveled away the soil, sending dirt and grass stalks flying, and soon a pit appeared in front of Chen Feng.

But after Chen Feng shoveled up a few more shovelfuls of soil, he suddenly frowned, looking at the soil he had shoveled out.

Why did he feel like he had somehow managed to throw the goods away?

With a skeptical mind, Chen Feng pulled over the detector and ran it over the soil. Sure enough, the detector went off, and Chen Feng had indeed found the real item.

Seeing this, Chen Feng himself laughed.

This enhanced intuition is even more amazing than he imagined.

It not only knows where the goods are, but it can also follow the goods and even know when the goods are thrown out.

Tsk tsk, I wonder if this enhanced intuition only works in gold mining, or if it works in other areas as well.

If it works in other places too, that would be amazing.

After using the detector to pinpoint the location of the goods, Chen Feng picked up a small shovel and started digging around in the soil.

He quickly found the silver nugget that had been popped out.

Chen Feng shook off the dirt, blew on the silver particles, and put them into the bottle.

It's probably worth over a hundred yuan; it's quite a large piece.

It was almost five o'clock when Chen Feng headed back to the base, marking the end of his day's gold panning work.

Of course, if the system beeps again on the way back, Chen Feng will still have to work overtime.

After walking for more than half an hour, Chen Feng finally arrived, but the old man did not appear as expected.

He thought that since the old man went out so early, he would come back soon.

Chen Feng went to the back of the van to take a look, and sure enough, the old man wasn't inside. The contents of the van were exactly the same as when Chen Feng left.

Chen Feng opened the trunk of his car, plopped down, and felt much more relaxed. He casually picked up a bottle of drink, unscrewed it, and took a sip. Although it was warm, it was sweet.

After resting for a while, Chen Feng started gathering firewood to build a stove and prepare to cook rice and heat up a hot pot.

Now that he's not with everyone anymore, Chen Feng can't slack off sometimes, and working together is much easier than working alone.

After setting up a stove, Chen Feng gathered firewood and stuffed it underneath, but he couldn't get it to light no matter how many times he tried. The stove was just smoking and not burning. Damn it.

Zheng Ping used to do this kind of work; Chen Feng hadn't really started any fires before.

It can only be said that Ignite is Chen Feng's lifelong enemy.

Helpless, Chen Feng went back and grabbed a piece of alcohol balm, then threw it into the stove. "Damn it, I don't believe you can't catch it this time."

Light the stove, put rice on it, and put a hot pot on the stove.

Now, Chen Feng only needs to wait ten or twenty minutes before he can have a hot meal.

Chen Feng had just washed his hands, but now that he had time, he filled a basin with water, washed his face, and wiped his arms and neck.

After finishing everything, Chen Feng went to the old man's Ford Transit van.

I only glanced at it yesterday, and it was dark, so I didn't see it clearly.

Looking at it now, this car is really old.

It was far more disheveled than at night.

When Chen Feng arrived at the front of the van, his eyes widened instantly upon seeing the front bumper, as if he had witnessed something utterly unbelievable, and he froze completely.