"What? You found something for just over sixty yuan? Really?!" Huang Fei's mother exclaimed in shock.

She never expected that her son, who was always so carefree and irresponsible, could actually find good deals.

"Over sixty? That many?" Huang Fei's father was also somewhat shocked upon hearing this.

He thought his son had found something worth ten or twenty yuan, but he never expected that he would find something worth sixty yuan.

This is more than most gold prospectors earn.

"Absolutely. You don't even know who I am. I told you I was born for this. I was made for this job." Huang Fei downed his iced tea in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and chuckled.

"My goodness, that's quite a lot! My son is really something!" Huang Fei's mother praised.

Even Huang Fei's father couldn't help but look at Huang Fei in a different light, which was indeed beyond his expectations.

I thought Huang Fei was going to give up after failing to find any goods, but I didn't expect him to actually work so hard and find so many items.

"Grandson, you're really something. I told you your dad underestimated you," Grandpa Huang Fei snorted, glancing at Huang Fei's father.

"You've always said I can't do it, but how about it? Am I good enough today?" Huang Fei asked his father impatiently.

Huang Fei's father didn't speak, but nodded, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Hey, what about Chen Feng today? Will he buy a lot of stuff again?" Huang Fei's mother asked curiously.

Upon hearing this, Huang Fei pursed his lips and sighed, "He had bad luck today, didn't find anything, went home empty-handed."

"What a pity, we didn't even make back the fare. We might as well not go today."

"Ah, he's so good at gold mining, yet he didn't even earn back his travel expenses?" Huang Fei's mother was somewhat incredulous.

Just a few days ago, Chen Feng was being mythologized as the reincarnation of the Earth God, but unexpectedly, he's now in the Air Force.

"This industry is all about luck. Nobody can be so lucky every day and make several thousand every day. It's normal," Huang Fei's father said, quite understandingly.

"But you can't make a lot of money, can you? Even Huang Fei managed to find some goods, but he didn't?" Huang Fei's mother still couldn't believe it.

"Mom, what do you mean?" Huang Fei was instantly furious upon hearing this and was speechless.

You're really looking down on people!

What's the difference between me and Chen Feng? He was making several thousand a day a few days ago, while I'm only making tens of thousands today. The difference isn't that big...

Okay, the gap is indeed quite large. Chen Feng can do in one day what I do in several months.

"This line of work really depends on luck," Huang Fei's mother sighed.

Just a few days ago I was earning over a thousand a day, but today I even lost money on travel expenses. The difference is indeed too great.

"By the way, don't be excited about the goods you find for two days and then give up after a few days when you run out of stock. You have to persevere," Huang Fei's father said, as if he could see right through Huang Fei.

"No, am I the kind of person who gives up halfway?" Huang Fei said, waving his hand.

“From childhood to adulthood, you’ve given up on so many things halfway through, even peeing sometimes only halfway through,” Huang Fei’s father said, squinting at Huang Fei with one eye.

Huang Fei: "..."

That happened when I was a kid, why bring it up again!

"Don't worry, I won't," Huang Fei reassured them.

Meanwhile, news about Chen Feng's air force spread like wildfire throughout the village, even faster than the news of his making money.

That really proves the old saying: good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast. Everyone loves to watch the drama unfold.

"Hey, did you hear? Chen Feng went home empty-handed today. He didn't find anything, and he even lost money on his travel expenses. Hahaha."

"Oh, really, he had such a bad day."

"I told you he was just showing off. He even chartered a bus to go out and pan for gold. Look at all these gold panners, who charters a bus to go out and pan for gold? This is just showing off. Now he's quiet, isn't he?"

"I'm dying of laughter. You didn't see Chen Feng today. He wasn't as arrogant as he was a couple of days ago."

"Good job losing money, haha, he made all that money himself."

When Song Hui heard the news at home, he was absolutely overjoyed.

"Hahaha, so Chen Feng, you've finally met your match! You're supposed to be the Gold Rush Saint, the one who can pan for gold even in the river? Why aren't you pretending anymore? Hahaha!"

Song Hui slapped his thigh in delight. Hearing that Chen Feng was an air force pilot was incredibly satisfying. His recently suppressed feelings vanished, and he was even happier than if he had struck gold.

His father, wearing a military green hat and a coat, came out of the house and said, "What are you laughing at? You don't know anything! This is all thanks to my Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth Technique!"

"You said the books I read were useless, but have they been useful this time?"

Song Hui's father shook his clothes and said with a proud look on his face.

"Dad, you're amazing! I didn't expect it to actually work. We made several thousand yuan the day before, and today we've lost everything. You've really got it!" Song Hui praised, giving a thumbs up.

"Hmph, I've transferred all his good fortune to you. When you go gold mining next time, you'll definitely reap a huge harvest."

"You should learn from this, kid. The wisdom of the older generation is enough for you to study for a lifetime."

Song Hui's father sat down and rolled a cigarette, looking just like a charlatan.

"Dad, are you serious? Will I really make a fortune next time I go gold panning?" Song Hui was incredibly excited when he heard this.

"So what do you think? Do you really think my Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth Method is a joke?" Song Hui's father snorted, clearly unhappy that his son doubted him.

"Alright, alright, if I really manage to get a lot, I'll buy you pig's trotters to eat," Song Hui laughed.

When the Wang family heard the news, Old Wang's wife was overjoyed, almost to the point of going out into the street to celebrate.

"Hahaha, this day should have come a long time ago! I told you Chen Feng was a show-off. See? My words came true!" Old Wang's wife sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), laughing so hard she almost fell over.

Old Wang was applying silicone sealant to the bottom of the window. It took him a long time to finish, and this was the last piece of glass.

The room was filled with a pungent, acidic smell because the silicone sealant had just been applied, which made Old Wang frown and he had no time to respond to his wife's words.

"Say something, Lao Wang! Are you happy?" Lao Wang's wife urged him when he didn't speak.

"I'd be happy if you came to apply the silicone sealant," Old Wang said, his nose wrinkling.

"Hmph, this is the price Chen Feng pays for daring to mess with me. Even God himself won't let him make any money!" Old Wang's wife said smugly.

Old Wang pursed his lips upon hearing this, but remained silent.

You weren't saying that about God yesterday, but now that the new glass is installed, you're all excited, aren't you?

"Keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you," Old Wang said speechlessly as he finally finished applying the silicone sealant.

"So what if I heard that? Chen Feng deserves it. He can't make money and he can't even talk about it?" Old Wang's wife said fearlessly.

"Okay, okay, go to sleep." Old Wang turned off the light, not wanting to talk to her.