Only after several water bottles had piled up around Chen Feng did he start shoveling soil.
Because those water bottles themselves take up quite a bit of space, the hole became quite deep after only a few digs.
After feeling that it was about time, Chen Feng plucked some soil and began to pass it through the detector.
"Ooh-woo~"
Upon hearing the sound, Chen Feng shook off the dirt and began to dig.
Before long, a piece of silver appeared in Chen Feng's hand, worth about seventy or eighty.
"These kids know how to pick their spots. Why don't you dig a little deeper?"
Chen Feng chuckled, put the silver granules into the bottle, and stood up.
As the weather grew hotter, Chen Feng let out a soft sigh, patted the dirt off his hands, and walked in a direction that looked pleasing to the eye.
After walking for about ten minutes, just as we passed a large tree, the system notification sounded.
"bite!"
“There is precious metal within a six-meter radius of the host!”
Chen Feng subconsciously looked back and forth, and a kind of intuition told him where the goods were.
However, after Chen Feng sensed where the goods were, he resisted the outcome with his whole body, and even tried to change his intuition to make the goods go to another place.
Unfortunately, all of this was in vain. His intuition grew stronger and stronger, and finally his gaze settled on the ground beneath the large tree.
"Oh, Wang Defa..."
Chen Feng, carrying a small shovel, looked at the tree that was too big for one person to hug and was several meters tall, and was speechless.
His intuition told him that the goods were under that big tree, just as it was being crushed by the tree.
If you wanted to dig this tree down with your little shovel, you'd probably break the shovel in half before you could do it.
Chen Feng sat in front of the big tree, thought for a while, and finally decided on a plan.
That is to dig a hole at an angle under the big tree, and then take out the goods under the tree.
After finalizing the plan, Chen Feng started digging. Before he could dig up much soil, he saw the tree roots buried underground.
Seeing this, Chen Feng took out a pickaxe from his bag, then threw his backpack aside, ready to get down to business.
Because it was a small pickaxe, Chen Feng knelt down on the ground and started working by swinging the pickaxe with both hands.
Chen Feng carefully shattered the tangled tree roots bit by bit, and sweat poured down his forehead.
"call…"
After a while, Chen Feng felt that his clothes were wet. He picked up the pickaxe with one hand, threw off his hat, and continued to swing it.
Soil flew everywhere, tree roots broke, and it took Chen Feng an unknown amount of time to finally dig out a piece of ground that was safe to dig.
He wiped the sweat from his face with his arm and sat down on the ground, exhausted.
He pulled over his backpack, took out a bottle of water, gulped it down in one go, and then lit a cigarette.
After doing all this, Chen Feng felt much more comfortable. Although the trees were sparse with few leaves, they could still block out some sunlight.
This way, Chen Feng wouldn't have to dig a hole under the scorching sun.
After resting for a few minutes, Chen Feng took one last deep drag of his cigarette, flicked the butt away, picked up a small shovel, and knelt on the ground to start digging a hole.
Although there were still tree roots underneath, they were all cut off and could not block the shovel much, making it much easier to dig.
Soon, a downward-sloping pit gradually took shape, and Chen Feng eventually lay on the ground, reaching in to dig.
He felt the goods should be just ahead, but he was already having a hard time reaching out. Chen Feng took a deep breath, looked around, and widened the opening again so that he could stretch his arm a little deeper.
When Chen Feng extended the probe into the next room again, he felt it was about right. He diligently scooped out the soil, taking out a shovelful at a time to test it with the detector.
If the detector doesn't go off, he throws away the soil, sticks his arm in, and then digs a shovelful out.
After four or five shovelfuls, the detector beeped. Chen Feng gently shook the shovel and saw something emerge from the surface.
Upon seeing the color of that thing, Chen Feng's sweaty face unconsciously broke into a smile.
Then it shook it again, and more soil was shaken off the shovel, making the exposed part larger and larger.
"Hmm? Hmm? Hmm!"
Chen Feng's voice grew louder and louder as he looked at the object in the shovel with eyes full of surprise.
It was a gold nugget, and he could only say it was quite large. Reaching out and taking the nugget in his hand, Chen Feng chuckled and couldn't help but weigh it in his hand.
Conservative estimates put the value of this gold nugget at over 20,000.
Chen Feng suddenly remembered a popular science article he had seen before, and he didn't know if it was true.
The reason why golden silk nanmu has golden threads is because this kind of tree grows on gold mines.
If that's the case, wouldn't I be hoarding a future golden nanmu tree?
"Hey, who cares? Anyway, it's not Phoebe zhennan wood, it's just an ordinary tree. I can only say it's lucky it's not Phoebe zhennan wood."
"If this were Phoebe zhennan wood, I would take the whole tree today, let alone gold."
Holding the gold nugget, Chen Feng leaned against a big tree, gazing comfortably into the distance.
Sometimes I can understand why large shipments are more likely to be produced in more remote areas.
Even with the system, Chen Feng had such a hard time finding a place like this. If it weren't for the system, who would bother digging under a big tree?
Let alone finding goods, if you only have a detector, you probably won't even be able to find where the goods are.
Looking at the time, it was already noon. Chen Feng pulled over his backpack and put the gold nugget into a hidden compartment inside.
Then he rummaged through his bag, took out a sandwich and a carton of milk, and ate them under the big tree.
After eating and resting for about half an hour, Chen Feng, with a cigarette in his mouth, tidied up his things, stood up, and put his hat back on.
Although it's comfortable to rest, we still have to get things done. We'll try to get another big order out this afternoon.
This time, Chen Feng changed direction again and walked forward. After walking for about twenty minutes, he saw a small house ahead.
The house was made of brick, but it was very dilapidated. Chen Feng walked towards the small house.
The glass on the small door was broken. Chen Feng pushed the door open and peeked out to look around.
There was a kang (a heated brick bed) inside the house, and a dirty quilt was placed on it.
There wasn't much inside; this must have been a small house for someone to look after the land.
I usually stay here in the summer and go back home in the winter.
After looking around inside, Chen Feng was actually most afraid that the system would issue a notification saying there was stock under the house.
If there really is something there, Chen Feng will be in real trouble. He can't just raid people's houses to find gold, can he?
Fortunately, the system did not give any prompts, which relieved Chen Feng.
But after he left the house, Chen Feng felt a little lost for some reason.
If there really was some kind of cargo buried under the house, how big would that be?
Sometimes people are just so contradictory; they worry whether they have goods or not.
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