This is no more comfortable than gold panning. Gold panning? Forget about it. He'll take a nap first.

I casually put on some soothing music, and Huang Fei fell soundly asleep in the car.

It was almost noon, and everyone was peering towards the van, preparing to go back for lunch.

Zheng Ping looked at the empty bottle and sighed deeply.

Normally, I can find some silver particles, but today I spent the whole morning playing around and only found some wire and iron pieces.

He took out his large cup, poured in a mouthful of warm water, screwed on the cap, and continued probing back.

Song Hui fared alright; he earned about thirty silver coins today.

He wasn't entirely satisfied with this find, unless he could find another one of the same size that afternoon.

The same was true for everyone else; some earned just a few dollars, others twenty or thirty, but no one earned more than forty dollars.

Soon everyone returned to the car one after another. Some people got on the car and looked at Huang Fei, who was sleeping comfortably while listening to music, with envy.

"My boss Fei is still the best. While we're struggling to make a living, he's sleeping comfortably in the car."

Upon hearing this, the person who came up first took out his lunchbox, pursed his lips, and said, "There's nothing we can do. We came out here to seek our fortune; if we don't make money, we'll lose money."

"My Fei is different. I make money every time I go out. If I find gold, I make money. If I don't find any, I don't lose money. I'm not worried at all."

That makes perfect sense. That's why Huang Fei can slack off. He only pans for gold as a bonus, not as a source of income.

To be honest, after dropping them off in the morning, he wanted to go straight back to sleep, but if he did, his dad would definitely say he was only enthusiastic for three minutes.

He thought about it and decided not to reply, to avoid being scolded, so he simply slept in the car.

When his dad asks, I can just say, "I went to pan for gold, but what if I didn't find anything?" That way, I won't get nagged by his dad.

As more and more people boarded the bus, Huang Fei was also woken up. He yawned, sat up, and prepared to eat with them.

"Where's Chen Feng? Everyone's back except him?" someone said, looking around.

"They might have gone quite far and haven't come back yet," someone guessed after taking a bite of their food.

"Maybe he'll find a lot of gold and won't want to come back," the middle-aged man in the back seat of Huang Fei laughed.

Upon hearing this, Song Hui added in his mind, "It's also possible that if you fall into that pit, you won't be able to get back."

These words were unpleasant to hear, so he didn't dare say them aloud, and could only think to himself that he felt relieved.

"How was your harvest this morning?" Zheng Ping asked, still eating his pancake.

"Oh no, don't even mention it. I only found a small silver coin this morning, which is worth about ten or eight yuan."

"Me too, damn it, I had such bad luck today, I didn't even make back my travel expenses."

"I'm just a small silver coin, probably only worth twenty, so the travel expenses won't be much."

Everyone sighed and lamented, feeling that the gold panning business was becoming increasingly difficult.

When they first started, the harvest was decent, but as the years went by, even though the abandoned mine was large, it couldn't withstand such exploration by a group of people.

There are fewer and fewer unexplored places. For example, today, we had to go to two different places before we finally found this spot.

Moreover, as more and more people go gold panning, the harvest will visibly decline.

After all, there's only so much cake, and with each additional gold prospector, they'll have less to eat.

They weren't like Chen Feng, who could sell goods anytime he wanted; they were all quite helpless.

Zheng Ping shook his head upon hearing this, took a big bite of his pancake, and said, "If everyone does this, what will we do in the future?"

"I had a pretty good day. I found a big silver nugget, worth about thirty yuan," Song Hui chuckled as he listened to the others' comments.

"Not bad, impressive."

"You're really something, you're the only one who made money out of so many people."

The two of them spoke listlessly, which could be considered a response to Song Hui.

Several people rolled their eyes and ignored Song Hui.

What's wrong? You're happy that we didn't make any money? You're laughing so happily.

This is different from Chen Feng making money. Chen Feng never boasts. He only talks about it when asked. Otherwise, he doesn't say anything.

They only envied Chen Feng and marveled at his luck; they had no other thoughts.

What do you mean, Song Hui? We're here saying we didn't make any money today, and you just blurt out that you did, and you're quite smug about it.

What, are you mocking us?

Of course, no one bothered to pay him any attention; everyone knew that Song Hui was just like that.

Before, when they weren't making money, they would be all smiles and silent, but now that they've made money, they're all smiles again.

Song Hui was unaware that many people were dissatisfied with him. He was still complacent and even enjoyed the praise from the two people, which gave him energy to eat.

Huang Fei listened to their words from the front and was deeply moved.

He now regrets buying the detector. He used to only see Chen Feng making money like it was nothing, but now that he's done it himself, he understands what's really going on.

Gold mining is not an easy thing.

If I didn't have my own car, and could only earn a little for transportation each time, I would have starved to death by panning for gold.

The group, who had been in high spirits, were now rather gloomy. If they didn't find any gold by the afternoon, they might not only fail to make any money today, but they might even lose everything.

Meanwhile, Chen Feng was leaning against the back of the mine shaft, eating bread and enjoying the cool breeze, feeling quite comfortable and at ease.

He had two small bottles beside him; the silver one contained about a third of the contents, while the gold one contained the same two stones.

He had been exploring the mine shafts for goods, and now that it was almost time to go back, he was thinking of heading back.

But when he reached the back of the mine, he found it shady and sheltered from the wind, so he decided not to go back and just rest there.

The midday sun was scorching, making Chen Feng sweat profusely. He sat down on the side of the mine, where he could even lean against it, and the temperature dropped several degrees without the sunlight.

A cool breeze blows in every now and then, making it much more comfortable than being in the car.

After finishing his meal, Chen Feng lit a cigarette and comfortably squinted his eyes.

Strangely enough, now that you're sitting at the back of the mine, enjoying the cool breeze and smoking, there's nothing more comfortable than this.

But if you were asked to come here all the time, you would absolutely not come.

This strange feeling is perhaps due to the contrast with the morning's fatigue and heat.

Chen Feng rested for about half an hour before standing up, dusting himself off, picking up the detector, putting on his headset, and preparing to continue the exploration.

He still needs to find the remaining refrigerator pieces so he can piece them together when he gets home that night.

Otherwise, there would be nowhere to freeze my popsicles.

He had explored most of the area around the mine by the end of the morning, so he decided not to linger and headed further away.

Curious, Chen Feng glanced back and saw his companions far behind him. He shrugged.

I didn't go home for dinner, so I don't know what they talked about.

Chen Feng is like that; he gets very curious about everything he misses, including his WeChat Moments.