At this moment, only Zheng Ping and Chen Feng hadn't had cupping done. For some reason, Huang Fei really liked to drag Zheng Ping onto the pirate ship.
"Brother Zheng, let's have one, everyone else is coming except you."
To be honest, Zheng Ping also wanted to pull it out, but he couldn't bear to spend the money, so he shook his head and said, "No, you guys can pull it out."
"What? We can do it for him, ma'am. You can pull one out for him in a bit, and I'll put it on my tab," Huang Fei said to the technician.
"Okay," the older sister said with a smile.
"No, no, how can I let you spend money?" Zheng Ping said immediately upon hearing this.
"Then you can spend it yourself, just pick one!" Huang Fei continued to urge.
Zheng Ping hesitated for a moment, but Huang Fei kept urging him, and finally he nodded and said, "Okay, then let's pull one out."
Upon seeing that he agreed, Huang Fei couldn't help but chuckle.
"Fengzi, you should try one too, don't just watch."
Now only Chen Feng is left, leaning against the bed, legs crossed, fiddling with his phone and smoking. Huang Fei definitely can't let him go.
"I really can't make it. Good luck to you guys." Chen Feng replied, taking a drag of his cigarette.
It's not that he's short of money; it's that he heard some opinions from somewhere.
Basically, if you feel comfortable after cupping, your bone joints will be opened up afterward, and you will be more susceptible to wind and cold, so you will have to have cupping done frequently.
If it hasn't been pulled, and the bone gaps haven't opened, then it's fine.
Who knows if this statement is true or false, but Chen Feng's back didn't ache, his legs didn't hurt, and he didn't feel any discomfort in his back.
He should just sleep when he's tired; it's better if he doesn't get cupping done.
Seeing that Chen Feng wouldn't listen after several attempts to persuade him, Huang Fei realized that he genuinely disliked cupping and wasn't unwilling to spend the money, so he stopped trying to convince him.
Soon, the technicians put the jars on each of their backs. Zheng Ping, who had been resisting just now, started to look like he was enjoying it after the jars were put on.
Chen Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud at the rather comical scene.
"Fengzi, give me a cigarette." Huang Fei lay on the bed and turned his head to look at Chen Feng.
Upon hearing this, Chen Feng picked up a cigarette case, went to his side, put one in his mouth, and lit it for him.
"Fengzi, I want one too."
"I'd like one too."
Good heavens, as soon as Huang Fei spoke, everyone turned their heads and reached out to look at Chen Feng.
"Fine, fine, other women get paid for serving you, but I have to offer to buy you cigarettes myself."
Chen Feng lit cigarettes for each of them, and everyone couldn't help but laugh when they heard what Chen Feng said.
When the cupping was almost done, two female technicians came in, removed the cups, and even rubbed their backs.
After resting for a while, everyone went downstairs to get dressed and prepared to go home.
After paying the bill and getting into the car, an hour later the car arrived in the village, and everyone took a deep breath.
They're finally back.
The car drove into Huang Fei's yard, and everyone carried their things home, leaving the less important things for tomorrow.
Anyway, even if they go to Qiuling City to pan for gold again, they'll have to wait a few days and get some rest before making any decisions.
As soon as Chen Feng opened the door, he smelled the aroma of food.
He sent a WeChat message to his mother while he was on the way, and Liu Ping knew when he would be back.
"You're back! You've been taking a shower for so long?" Liu Ping said with a smile as she turned around.
"They were delayed by cupping, otherwise they should have been back half an hour ago." Chen Feng put a bag and a backpack on the ground.
The detector is still on Huang Fei's car; there's no rush to get it.
He changed into the clean clothes he brought after showering, so he didn't need to change again.
Soon, Liu Ping brought the food to the table: boiled sliced pork, stir-fried pork with chili peppers, home-style cold dishes, and eggs with garlic sprouts.
When Chen Feng was getting bowls and chopsticks, he saw a plate of leftover stewed eggplant on the dish rack, which he didn't know had been made a few days ago.
He knew that during his absence, his mother had been making do with whatever she could, and that stewing some broken eggplants would last her for three days.
Only after she returned did she feel comfortable cooking a proper meal.
"Hurry up and eat. Have you been eating haphazardly these past few days, without getting a hot meal?" Liu Ping said, serving him a large bowl of rice.
"We can cook something tonight; there's firewood there." Chen Feng picked up a piece of food and put it in his mouth; it tasted incredibly delicious.
"That's alright, eating cold food every day isn't good for your stomach." Liu Ping nodded, somewhat relieved.
"Is the place alright? Would you like to go again next time?"
Upon hearing Liu Ping's question, Chen Feng couldn't help but grin, put down his chopsticks, and took out the small bottle from his backpack.
The small bottle was full of gold, almost overflowing. He placed the bottle on the table, and Liu Ping was instantly stunned.
"This...this is all the gold you brought back this time?" Liu Ping stared wide-eyed, her eyes filled with disbelief.
This was the first time in her life she had ever seen so much gold; how could she not be dumbfounded?
"Of course! So you tell me, will I go next time or not? And it's not just these, there are also two bottles of silver. I've already sold the silver for three thousand yuan," Chen Feng said proudly.
"My goodness, how much does this cost?" Liu Ping picked up the gold bottle and shook it.
"I estimate around 40,000, but we'll only know the exact number after they're all sold," Chen Feng said with a smile.
"Forty thousand, my God, that's so much!"
Earning 40,000 yuan in seven days was like a dream for Liu Ping.
“Your son is a gold-digging genius, so how can he be the same as others? They each earned more than a thousand this time, which is not bad.”
"I'll just tell everyone I made three thousand, don't let it slip," Chen Feng told his mother.
"I know, I definitely won't let this slip out," Liu Ping said, indicating that she was aware of the situation.
"By the way, Mom, I want to buy a car," Chen Feng said.
"Buy a car? What kind of car? A sedan? But you won't be able to drive it often," Liu Ping said after thinking for a moment.
"No, I'm planning to buy a Wuling bread van for future gold mining. I haven't been sleeping well this time with Huang Fei, and I can't bring too much stuff, it's too inconvenient."
“Having a car makes everything easier,” Chen Feng explained.
"Oh, I see. That's fine then. I don't know much about this either, so you can make the decision yourself."
"Do you need me to get you some money? I still have some here," Liu Ping said.
Now that Chen Feng is doing something productive, Liu Ping, as his mother, will support him wholeheartedly.
"No need. I'll sell the goods and I'll probably have 50,000 yuan in hand, which should be enough."
Chen Feng not only wanted to buy a car, but he also wanted to modify it.
The seats in the back can be removed and a bed can be placed there, so that I can rest and sleep, and the space will be larger, allowing me to store more things.
As for simply buying a motorhome, Chen Feng hadn't even considered it. Those things cost at least tens of thousands of yuan, and they weren't practical for gold mining.
Wuling is still the most durable, it can handle any terrain, maintenance is cheap, mid-engine rear-wheel drive, supercar configuration, it's not a joke.
If I were to actually buy a motorhome, it would be scrapped in just a few years given the uneven terrain of that abandoned mine.
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