After driving into the mine, Zhang Yang parked the car in a spot that looked good, carrying the brand-new tools in his bag.
After mentally reviewing the order, Zhang Yang lit a cigarette, picked up the detector, and began his search for goods.
The reason was simple: Chen Feng was also smoking while browsing for goods at the time.
Let me put it this way: if Chen Feng had performed a Yangko dance before he went to pan for gold, Zhang Yang would have done the same without hesitation.
Although I don't know why, just twist it, Chen Feng won't make a mistake!
So Zhang Yang carried the detector and began to probe little by little, and soon he encountered his first target of the day.
"Ooh-woo~"
Upon hearing the sound, Zhang Yang's face lit up with joy. He took a deep drag on his cigarette butt, flicked it away, and squatted down to pull out a brand-new shovel.
Following Chen Feng's example, they first dug several large shovelfuls, and then used a detector to probe the area.
Finding the goods were still inside, they continued digging with a shovel.
After digging seven or eight more times, Zhang Yang used a detector to probe the pit, and found that there was no sound anymore.
Carrying the detector, I went up to the mound and scanned it back and forth to confirm the location of the goods.
This time, he put away the large shovel, took out a small shovel, and began shoveling soil into the noisy spot, one shovelful at a time.
After about three or four shovelfuls, Zhang Yang dug out the goods. He lightly shook the shovel and found the goods in a few swift movements.
When Zhang Yang picked up the silver nugget, he was filled with amazement and his mouth almost twisted into a grin.
It wasn't because of the value of the item, but because it was the first time he had personally experienced just how fast this method could be.
"This method really works, haha." Zhang Yang couldn't stop grinning as he held the shovel.
Once Zhang Yang experienced the thrill of rapid digging, it's safe to say he could never go back.
Carrying the detector, Zhang Yang quickly found a second object. He squatted down, laid the detector on its side, and started digging with a large shovel.
While digging, he kept thinking, "Why didn't I ever think of such a convenient method before?"
Previously, I would just hold a small shovel and dig and dig, even shoveling the soil over and over.
He started digging from the very first shovel, sometimes losing count of how many shovels he made, until his hands ached from exhaustion before finally getting the goods out.
Now that I've switched to a big shovel, it's so much easier!
It just digs directly into the warehouse, then probes and locates the goods. It can find the goods in no time, and the efficiency is simply off the charts.
Zhang Yang quickly located the goods and switched to a small shovel to start clearing the soil.
After about six or seven taps, Zhang Yang's detector went off. He gently shook the shovel, his face beaming with an uncontrollable smile.
This efficiency is astounding; he's clearly fallen in love with the gold rush business—it's a completely different experience for him.
"Master, that move of yours is amazing!"
Zhang Yang rummaged through the shovel and quickly picked out a silver coin worth several tens of yuan.
Zhang Yang put the silver coins into his small cloth bag, packed his things, and walked forward.
The detector kept scanning the ground, and after a while, it sounded in a patch of overgrown weeds.
In the past, he would have had a headache whenever he saw this kind of terrain.
With his little plastic shovel, trying to cut through those tough grass roots was simply wishful thinking.
Usually, you shovel the grass roots to lift them up, then laboriously pull them out by hand, and only shovel again after you've pulled them all out.
It usually takes Zhang Yang a large piece of material to remove the goods, not to mention the time it takes.
Now, Zhang Yang is not afraid at all; in fact, he even has a hint of anticipation on his face.
He reached into his bag and pulled out a brand-new small pickaxe, gave a wicked smile, and then began to dig into the ground.
In an instant, sand and grass roots flew everywhere, and some people even squinted.
After Zhang Yang had dug for a while, he threw down the pickaxe, took out a shovel from his pocket, and shoveled down hard.
This shovel stroke went incredibly smoothly; all the feelings that used to hinder him vanished without a trace.
"Wow, that's awesome!"
Zhang Yang shoveled out a handful of soil with great force, feeling incredibly satisfied.
After seven or eight shovelfuls, Zhang Yang pulled up a detector and found that he had already dug out the goods.
So he switched to a small shovel and started digging on the small mound.
With just a few shovelfuls, he found the goods, happily packed them into a bag, tidied up his tools, and continued on his way.
Zhang Yang continued searching until after 5 p.m.
Although he was covered in sweat that night, the corners of his mouth never left his lips.
Although he didn't know exactly how much money he had made today, he knew that he had definitely made a lot of money, even more than before!
On his way back, he was about to sell the goods and head home when he passed by Chen Feng's photo. Zhang Yang got out of the car and bowed to Chen Feng in front of everyone.
This scene left those who were also on their way home from get off work completely dumbfounded.
"No, what is he doing?"
"Who knows what this means?"
"Could it be... that the person in the photo is dead?"
"No way, didn't that kid just make over 400,000 yuan a couple of days ago?"
However, Zhang Yang was unaware that it wouldn't be long before news of his fruitful visit to Chen Feng spread throughout the mining area.
Eventually, a rule formed here: everyone who comes in must bow to Chen Feng's photo to pray for good luck.
That's why Chen Feng didn't know about this; if he had, he would have screamed in despair.
"What a tragedy!"
He just casually thought of helping his colleagues, but who knew things would turn out this way.
Zhang Yang quickly arrived at the hill and sold his goods for a total of more than 2,300 yuan.
Two thousand three hundred yuan, that's a whole third more than usual!
After receiving the money, Zhang Yang was so happy he could practically fly. He thought, "Let's see if my wife still dares to make me sleep on the sofa!"
He was like a victorious general heading home, eager to show off to his wife.
Zhang Yang's wife received the news of his return, and, holding a portable music player, sat on the sofa with her legs crossed.
If Zhang Yang's business is bad today, he's bound to get a beating, and he even wants to sleep on the sofa?
Bullshit, you can sleep on the floor then.
Haha, I spent forty yuan on a face mask, this isn't over yet!
Zhang Yang soon returned home, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw his wife sitting on the sofa, looking just like a mountain bandit.
That aura was simply terrifying.
This time, Zhang Yang was confident and didn't indulge him at all; he even snorted.
"Oh my god, you're humming along now? What do you want? Are you getting cocky?"
Zhang Yang's attitude surprised his wife. She patted the old man's car and said with a hostile look in her eyes.
Obviously, if you don't give me an explanation, this matter won't be resolved peacefully.
"Go away, get out of here. You've taken the seat of honor? Don't you know who's in charge in this house?" Zhang Yang shooed his wife away and sat down comfortably in the main seat on the sofa.
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