As evening fell, Lin Nian calculated his earnings for the day.
"130,000 plus 22,000, that's 152,000 in total. Sigh, more than 10,000 less today than yesterday." Lin Nian shook his head, somewhat regretfully.
After ten days here, Lin Nian has gotten used to earning tens of thousands of yuan every day.
Based on past experience, 150,000 is the average. If it exceeds 150,000, then it's okay. If it doesn't exceed it, then you're having a bad day.
The two of them spent a maximum of 210,000 yuan in one day and a minimum of just over 120,000 yuan in one day.
"That's quite a lot. With this 150,000, we've made a total of over 1.6 million, and there's that big one too."
"Two hundred and sixty in ten days, that's pretty good," Chen Feng said after a rough estimate.
"Brother, we've almost finished eating. Should we go back to the hills to restock tomorrow morning?" Lin Nian asked.
Even though we bought a lot of things last time, it was only for two people, so it was consumed very quickly.
"Yes, I'll go to the hills tomorrow morning to buy some things and stock up on goods. I'll also sell some of the goods while I'm at it. It's not good for so much stock to just stay in the truck."
Chen Feng nodded; it was indeed time to restock tomorrow.
Chen Feng planned to go to the city to buy another truckload of supplies, and then go home to rest for a few days after he finished eating.
I estimate that after another restock, I can earn around 1.5 million.
Lin Nian nodded. He would prepare more snacks and drinks this time, otherwise they would be gone before the next restock.
"The willow catkins have all fallen, and the cuckoo cries..."
Chen Feng's phone rang at that moment. He saw that it was his mother calling, so he answered it.
"Mom, what's wrong?"
"Xiaofeng, what are you doing? Still working?" Liu Ping asked as she watered the flowers.
"No, I just got back and was about to eat," Chen Feng said, lighting a cigarette.
"Oh, when are you planning to come back?" Liu Ping asked, putting down the kettle.
"When are we going back? Probably in another ten days or so," Chen Feng calculated.
"It will take that long? Let me tell you, your little house is finished, but the decoration is only half done now," Liu Ping reported.
"So fast? Does that mean I can move into the new house as soon as I get back?" Chen Feng laughed.
"More or less, but Dazhuang came today and kept asking when you're coming back. He said he wanted you to take a look and see what's wrong so he could make some changes."
"Actually, I understood what he meant. You only gave him money twice, and you should have given him money a third time by now. It's just that you haven't come back yet, so he's too embarrassed to ask for it."
"See when you're coming back. If there are no problems, then pay the third installment," Liu Ping said.
"Oh...damn, I completely forgot about that. Okay, okay, I'll head back in the next day or the day after." Chen Feng thought for a moment and then spoke.
"If you're in a hurry to come back, you can just transfer the money to him directly. It's not completely over yet anyway," Liu Ping advised, worried that he might be anxious.
"It's fine. I was planning to go back after this was all, so I guess I'll just consider it going back early." Chen Feng didn't seem to mind.
I'll definitely have to go back somewhere in the middle anyway, so I might as well do it now since I have something to do.
“Okay, then when I see him again, I’ll tell him to stop thinking about it.” Liu Ping nodded.
"Okay, tell him I'll be going back in a few days," Chen Feng said.
"Okay, that's all. You should get some rest. I'll hang up now and we'll talk again when you get back."
Liu Ping knew he was tired and didn't want to disturb his rest time, so she hung up the phone without saying much.
"Brother, what's going on?" Lin Nian asked, bewildered.
"The house is almost finished, so I have to go back. We'll go sell some goods tonight, then head back to rest." Chen Feng unscrewed his thermos and took a sip of tea.
"good."
Lin Nian had no objections; he would do whatever Chen Feng told him to do.
Chen Feng then called the excavator owner to explain the situation. The owner said he would send someone over to inspect the excavator and then tow it back.
We'll rent it again when Chen Feng needs it.
After finishing their meal, the two went back to their car to rest and sleep. At three o'clock in the morning, Chen Feng's alarm clock rang.
He opened his eyes, still very sleepy, and pressed the phone button.
In reality, he hadn't slept for more than a few hours. The excavator wasn't towed away until after 11 a.m., and he had only slept for a few hours.
"Selling goods today feels like stealing," Chen Feng said, getting out of the car and switching to the driver's seat, feeling utterly frustrated.
He didn't call Lin Nian, and just drove towards Qiuling City.
Lin Nian was clearly sleepy, and he didn't wake up even though the car was bumping around. He only sat up groggily when they arrived at the Qiuling City delivery point.
"Where is this?" Lin Nian asked, covering his eyes with his hand.
"Wear a mask and get ready to get off the bus at the sales point." Chen Feng handed him a mask. He turned around, hugged the gold to his chest, and prepared to enter the mine.
He plans to sell in two batches, and then sell the rest at the next mining site. It's not that he's afraid selling in one place will attract attention, but rather that he's worried the mining site won't have enough cash flow.
With nearly three million units of goods, very few mining sites could absorb them directly.
Of course, if you give them time, three million is definitely not a problem. It's just that Chen Feng wants to get rid of it as soon as possible, and it would be best to pay the money and deliver the goods directly.
The longer this is delayed, the more attention it will attract.
Chen Feng, with Lin Nian by his side, slammed the goods onto the counter. The sales clerk, who had been feeling sleepy, was instantly wide awake when she saw the large shipment, her eyes bulging.
"What...what is this?"
The teller pointed to the large gold nugget and asked, not even daring to believe it for a moment.
“A big gold nugget, guaranteed authentic, estimated to be worth around one million. If you can’t make the decision, hurry up and call your boss over, I’m in a rush,” Chen Feng said casually.
The shop assistants were stunned by this combination of punches, and after a moment of stunned silence, they hurriedly picked up their phones.
"Boss, someone's here to sell a piece of gold, estimated to be worth a million."
"Is it real? It doesn't look fake to me. Hurry up and come over," the shop assistant urged.
"Our boss will be here soon. Please wait a moment. Would you like something to drink?" the clerk asked Chen Feng.
"No need," Chen Feng shook his head.
"Dude, where did you get this cut open? You're incredibly lucky." The shop assistant looked back and forth at the gold nugget and couldn't help but ask.
Chen Feng didn't want to pay any attention to him at all, and casually replied, "I picked it up on the road."
"I picked it up on the roadside. Which roadside? If all else fails, I'll go pick some up myself." The shop assistant stared at Chen Feng, eager to know where this stuff came from.
Chen Feng remained silent, and the shop assistant, seeing this, didn't want to make a fool of himself.
The owner arrived quickly and went straight to the counter.
"My goodness, such a huge lump of gold?" The boss was shocked when he saw the lump of gold.
"Let's weigh it."
Chen Feng just wants to sell the goods as soon as possible; he's waiting to sell another batch.
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