After tossing it a few times, when it passed the detector again, the detector went silent. Chen Feng knew that he had tossed the goods away, so he squatted down and carefully searched for the small mound of dirt.
Before long, he saw a silver nugget that was about the same size as the previous one.
"Tsk tsk tsk, although it's not gold, it's not bad either. That makes fifty yuan in total, right?"
Chen Feng took out the small bottle and put the silver pellets inside. Now there are two small silver pellets in the bottle.
He now understood why Wei Jianguo had given him two small bottles: one contained gold and the other silver.
He had previously thought it was worthless and was worried that if one broke, he would bring a spare.
Chen Feng happily put the bottle away and began probing back and forth.
However, Wei Jianguo didn't actually think that way at all. He thought that since it wasn't worth much, giving away just one would seem stingy, and if it broke, the other party would have to come back and ask him for it, which would be troublesome. So he might as well give away two.
As for using two bottles to pack the goods separately, that's complete nonsense. Who would do that for no reason?
Gold might not appear for ten days or half a month, and even silver is scarce. Carrying one bottle is sometimes pointless; who would carry two bottles around all day, making a racket?
Only Chen Feng, who is 100% certain of having something to offer as long as he squats down and starts digging, would have a need to bring two bottles. He's just overthinking it.
By noon, the sun was shining directly on everyone, and the temperature was rising. Everyone felt a bit hot, so they unbuttoned their clothes and gathered together to eat.
Chen Feng glanced at his watch; it was 11:30. So he picked up the detector and joined them, planning to eat and rest for a while.
Besides the first two small silver particles, his detector beeped three more times.
To his dismay, the gold he had been hoping for didn't come; instead, he received silver grains.
One of them is a bit small, it looks to be only about one gram.
The other two, although they look a little smaller than the first two, are not much smaller.
If I put it all together, I estimate that my earnings for the morning will be around one hundred yuan.
The harvest has already been quite fruitful.
After they got back, some people sat on the ground and started taking food out of their pockets.
Chen Feng first unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and drank it all in one gulp before taking out bread and other things.
He had been walking non-stop all morning without even drinking water; he was indeed thirsty.
When everyone took out their things, Chen Feng realized that only he had brought his own drinks, mineral water, and bread, while everyone else had flatbread, steamed buns, and pickled vegetables. A few of the younger ones had brought a sausage.
After all, the fare is quite expensive, and they generally can't afford to buy food like Chen Feng does; they try to save money wherever possible.
The water was tap water brought from home, filled to the brim in a large cup.
Zheng Ping took out a few pancakes and some scallions, rolled them up together, and then took out a small jar containing homemade fermented soybean paste. He opened the lid and dipped the paste in the paste.
"You're lucky you managed to ship the goods. If you hadn't, you would have lost all the money for the bread and drinks. There's only one gold prospector who eats like you."
Looking at the bread, ham, and Sprite in Chen Feng's hand, Song Hui spoke with a hint of sarcasm, his expression a mixture of envy and jealousy.
He took a bite of the slightly hard, cold steamed bun, added some pickled vegetables, and swallowed.
"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. We're just lucky. You really need to be more frugal. You don't find much to buy in a day, and if you eat bread on top of that, you'll just be wasting even more money."
Chen Feng put the sausage in the bread, took a big bite, and said with a smile.
"Hmph." Song Hui didn't say anything upon hearing this, but he could also hear the sarcasm in Chen Feng's words.
"Hey, what did you guys find this morning? I only found a few iron blocks, damn it," someone asked.
"I did alright today. I found a small silver coin, probably worth about twenty yuan. At least I made back my bus fare," someone said.
"That works too. I haven't even gotten my fare back this morning, it's really frustrating," the man said speechlessly.
"I had a lucky day today, I found a big silver nugget, I estimate it can sell for fifty yuan, haha." Zheng Ping said, taking out a small bottle from his pocket and showing it to them.
"Holy crap, that's really big. You've really hit the jackpot today."
"You're great at this. Even if we get nothing this afternoon, it'll still be worth it."
"How does this compare to Chen Feng's? Didn't you say Chen Feng's could sell for tens of dollars?" someone asked curiously after their initial surprise.
“Mine isn’t as big as his.” Chen Feng looked at it and knew immediately, then shook his head and said.
"It's okay, don't be discouraged. It's a good thing that you've already found silver so early. Keep going and you'll find gold sooner or later, let alone silver."
Zheng Ping thought Chen Feng was a little discouraged and was afraid that a newcomer like him might not have a stable mindset, so he encouraged him.
Before Chen Feng could even speak, someone egged him on, saying, "Fengzi, bring out yours and let's compare them, see whose is bigger."
"Exactly, take it out and have a look."
Seeing that he couldn't refuse, Chen Feng had no choice but to take out his small bottle and show it to them.
"The biggest one at the bottom was the one I found this morning; it's really not as big as this one."
The moment the bottle was pulled out, everyone instinctively widened their eyes, staring in disbelief at the five silver coins inside.
"Holy crap, you bought so much this morning!"
“You’re not as big as him, but why don’t you say you have more? How much silver is all this?”
"Holy crap, this could probably sell for a hundred dollars, right?"
"Earn one Red Bull a day? My God, why don't I have that kind of luck?"
Zheng Ping also stared at the small bottle in shock, though he was initially quite pleased with himself.
After all, he had found such a large piece of silver; it was probably the biggest profit he had made today.
He even made a point of comforting Chen Feng, afraid that he might be upset.
To my utter surprise, I was worried that Chen Feng would be upset while I was here. But he had already found five silver coins, so what was there to be upset about?
It turns out Chun Chun was overthinking things. In the end, Chen Feng wasn't provoked, but Chun Chun was the one who got provoked.
What does it mean for a newbie to find five silver coins in one morning?
Even for these old folks, there might not be a single day in a month when they could find five silver coins.
Could this be the so-called "newbie protection period"?
Chen Feng's luck is truly extraordinary.
Song Hui was completely dumbfounded. It took him a long time to come to his senses. He took a big bite of his steamed bun out of jealousy and then lowered his head to look away.
The more I looked, the angrier I got. How could a complete novice who didn't even know how to pan for gold be able to pan for five silver coins in a whole morning?
And yet, this gold-digging expert himself hadn't made a single thing all morning. Was he playing the script backwards?
After eating two pieces of bread, two sausages, and an egg, Chen Feng finally felt full. He stuffed the trash into a bag, prepared to have a smoke, and continued working.
He picked up two cigarettes and handed one to Zheng Ping. Zheng Ping grinned, took the cigarette, and lit it for Chen Feng.
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