After teasing the withered tree, Chen Feng continued walking forward with the detector. Zheng Ping, watching him from a distance, asked, "What's going on, Fengzi? Did you find something?"

"It's just a small silver coin, worthless," Chen Feng said, shaking the bottle in his hand.

Zheng Ping was surprised to hear this. He had seen Chen Feng squat down and knew that he had found something, but he was not sure what it was.

I thought it might be a block of metal, after all, none of these people even triggered the detectors, it would be too outrageous for you to win right away.

Unexpectedly, Chen Feng actually won the hand right away, finding a small silver nugget.

After clicking his tongue a few times in amazement at Chen Feng's good fortune, Zheng Ping turned back and continued probing.

Unbeknownst to Chen Feng, his companions, who were gathered in small groups, were bored and discussing him.

"Hey, how much do you think Chen Feng will be able to find today?"

One of them asked.

Upon hearing this, the bystander hesitated for a moment, then estimated, "I feel it might be a little more than us, around one or two hundred?"

"After all, he's been really lucky lately."

The other person, somewhat incredulous, said, "Really? He can't possibly have that much every time, can he?"

"Who says otherwise? I feel it's his turn to be the one to go home."

Everyone felt the same way, thinking that it was their turn to get rich, and that Chen Feng couldn't possibly take all the gold.

Zheng Ping, who had just returned from scouting, chuckled as he listened to everyone's words and said, "Then you're probably going to be disappointed. I just came back from Chen Feng's place, and he's already won a big hand, getting a small silver coin."

"I feel that if this trend continues, it's not impossible for me to earn over a thousand yuan a day again."

Everyone was immediately surprised upon hearing this, and someone exclaimed in amazement.

"Really? Chen Feng made a sale right away? What kind of luck is that?"

"What the hell? My machine didn't even make a sound, and he just started shipping?"

"Was this kid a magnet in his past life?"

Upon hearing this, Song Hui squinted at Chen Feng's retreating figure in the distance and spat out a mouthful of saliva.

"Damn it, what incredible luck!"

Chen Feng had no idea what they were talking about and was focused on sweeping through the area. A dozen minutes later, the system notification sounded again.

This time it wasn't a dead tree, but a flat area, only with a lot of stones on the ground.

Logically, a circle was drawn, and then the machine was slowly used to probe.

"Please release some gold, please release some gold..."

Chen Feng muttered to himself as he probed.

"Ooh-woo~"

A pleasant sound rang out, and Chen Feng smiled. He casually drew a small circle around the detector with his foot, squatted down, took out a small shovel, and began to shovel soil.

Chen Feng shoveled a shovelful of soil, ran it over the detector, and when the detector didn't sound, he tossed the soil aside and shoveled another shovelful.

After shoveling four or five times, the detector finally beeped when it was passed over again.

"Ooh-woo~"

"Ooh-woo~" Chen Feng mimicked the sound of the detector, gently digging through the soil layer by layer on the shovel with his hands.

When they had dug down about a third of the way, the detector stopped beeping, proving that Chen Feng had already taken the goods down.

So Chen Feng lay down on the ground and searched back and forth in the soil he had just dug away.

Soon, Chen Feng found a golden object in the black soil.

"Holy crap, it actually produced gold?" Chen Feng held up the small gold nugget, his eyes wide with surprise as he looked at the sun.

The small gold nuggets are much smaller than before, barely weighing about one gram, and have an irregular, flat, round shape.

Chen Feng looked at the small gold nugget and laughed, then took out the bottle specifically for storing gold nuggets and threw it in.

I've had such a lucky start to the day, looks like I'm going to make a fortune, haha.

Even after accounting for losses, that little gold nugget could sell for around two or three hundred, which is much better than finding a silver nugget.

"We ordinary people are truly happy today!"

Chen Feng stood up humming a song, picked up the detector, and continued walking forward.

It seemed that the little gold nugget had used up all of Chen Feng's luck, as his system remained silent for half an hour.

"Holy crap, what's going on?"

Chen Feng frowned as he looked at the bright sun in the sky, then took out a piece of paper and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Looking back, Chen Feng realized that he had fallen far behind his companions because he had been walking straight ahead, so he decided to turn back diagonally.

Don't get so lost that you can't find your way back.

Of course, there is no danger no matter how far you go in this abandoned mine. There is a signal here, and you can find out where you are by making a call with your mobile phone. There is no possibility of losing contact.

However, some skilled gold prospectors would go to some deserts to pan for gold. Although they could find a lot of gold there, there was no signal coverage and the area was sparsely populated.

If they lose contact and get lost, then it's all over.

As Chen Feng was walking along carrying the detector, it suddenly went off.

"Ooh-woo~"

Chen Feng turned his head in confusion, looking at the location where the detector had sounded. His system hadn't given any notification, which meant there was no good stuff there.

I tried the detector again, and it made a "whoosh" sound.

Even though he knew there was nothing there, Chen Feng still wanted to see what was buried underneath—human curiosity, huh?

So Chen Feng squatted down and casually picked up a shovel to dig up the soil, no longer as cautious as when he was panning for gold.

Anyway, there's nothing valuable in it, so just break it off and throw it away.

After seven or eight shovelfuls, Chen Feng suddenly realized he couldn't pry it up anymore, as if he had hit something hard.

He looked closely inside and saw that one corner of the thing was sticking out; it looked like a piece of iron.

He continued digging, and the thing grew longer and longer, eventually reaching over forty centimeters. Chen Feng struggled a lot to finally pry it out.

"A large piece of angle iron?" Chen Feng chuckled as he looked at the object.

This is probably something that was used in the mine before, and some miner just threw it away.

I lifted the angle iron and found that it weighed about seven or eight pounds and could be sold for about ten yuan.

Chen Feng looked at the angle iron, utterly speechless.

To be honest, finding a seven- or eight-pound angle iron in this abandoned mine is practically the same as finding gold; the probability is just as low.

This can be considered a different kind of good luck.

Chen Feng hesitated. If he didn't take it, the ten yuan would be wasted.

But if you're talking about taking it, this thing is really heavy, and Chen Feng was too lazy to put it back in the car.

"Never mind, I'll take it anyway." Chen Feng thought for a moment and finally decided to take it.

It would be a waste not to take it.

When the angle iron was put into the backpack, the backpack became noticeably heavier and started to sink.

Now Chen Feng had no choice but to go back to his companions; he couldn't carry a seven- or eight-pound piece of angle iron while panning for gold.

Now Chen Feng understands why some people say gold prospectors wear out their backpacks.

If you carry around a bunch of iron and copper all day long, what good bag won't wear out over time?

In the end, it all benefited Han Jianguo; that old bastard really sold a lot of these things.