The two entered the hall one after the other. Chen Feng only heard the middle-aged man call the uncle "Dad," and he couldn't hear the rest.
Just as Chen Feng had guessed, this really was the uncle's son.
Chen Feng took his things back to his room and comfortably lay down on the bed.
Although they don't care if you eat and sleep on the mine to save time, it's rare to find such a comfortable place.
Chen Feng still planned to come back to stay overnight after panning for gold, so he could have a hot meal.
No matter how delicious canned food is, it can't compare to freshly made meals.
Chen Feng lay on the bed playing on his phone, but soon became so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open and drifted off to sleep.
The next day, Chen Feng woke up around 5 a.m., and after a comfortable wash, he packed his bag and went out.
Since the gifts were all in cash, Chen Feng exchanged 1,000 yuan and now has 800 yuan left.
He doesn't like carrying cash, so he plans to give it to me directly later.
When Chen Feng went out, he saw the uncle sitting at the table, and two other middle-aged men arguing about something.
One was the middle-aged man Chen Feng had seen yesterday, and the other looked to be about the same age as the man, with a somewhat similar appearance.
"Second brother, I went out to buy things yesterday and spent over a hundred yuan. Including the gas money, you have to give me sixty yuan."
"What? It's only a little over a hundred? Are you robbing me? Do I look like I'm worth sixty yuan?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean? You don't want to give it to me?"
"It's not a matter of whether I give it or not, you're just making up the accounts. Last time I bought the same thing, it was just over a hundred, but how come it's over a hundred here? And you're even charging me for the anti-inflammatory medicine you bought for your wife? Boss Zhang, are you even human?"
Chen Feng, carrying a bag, stood to the side and blinked slightly. It seemed that these were two brothers who got along quite well.
The middle-aged man seemed to no longer want to listen to them and turned to go upstairs.
Chen Feng, holding over five hundred yuan in his hand, stepped forward and asked.
"Um, who should I give the money to?"
"Hey, just give it to me. We stayed here for one night, right? It's 520 in total."
Zhang, who had been looking displeased, turned around and smiled when he heard Chen Feng's voice.
"Okay, here's five hundred and twenty yuan." Chen Feng took out the money and was about to pay when he was interrupted by Boss Zhang.
"Friend, just give me the money." Zhang Lao Er reached out to take it, leaving Chen Feng completely bewildered, unsure of who to give the money to.
"Zhang Lao Er, do you have no shame? You were the one who collected the money last week, and now it's my turn. What are you still doing here?" Zhang Lao Da was furious when he heard this.
"Go to hell! How much did I collect last week? You collected almost twice as much as I did the week before last."
"Why is it that I always get less money, but you get more? You must be in cahoots with them, you shameless bastard! I'm going to charge you for an extra week this time, or this isn't over!"
Zhang Lao Er was not to be outdone and directly pointed at Zhang Lao Da and started hurling insults at him.
"You're just unlucky, who can you blame? You can't cross the river because of the guy with the bigger crotch. He probably stopped coming last week because he saw you taking money, and you're still so oblivious, you idiot," Boss Zhang sneered.
"You son of a bitch! Don't think I don't know the tricks you've been up to behind my back, Zhang Lao Da! You're the biggest beast, you dog!" Zhang Lao Er was furious, feeling like the two of them were about to fight.
"Hey, hey, hey, you two brothers, I'm in a hurry to get to work. I don't care how you split the money. I've already put the money here. It's none of my business anymore. I've paid all the money."
Normally, Chen Feng might have been interested in watching the excitement, but not now.
Every minute and every second of this is earned with money, so why are they arguing like this?
After Chen Feng finished speaking, he placed the money on the table to indicate that he had already paid.
"Alright brother, leave the money there. You go back to work. This has nothing to do with you," Boss Zhang said with a smile as he turned around.
“Stop pretending to be the good guy every time. I’m on duty this week, so if you need anything, come to me. You’re just going on and on with him. He doesn’t have the final say.” Zhang Lao Er chimed in from the side.
"Alright, alright, we're all brothers, you two keep busy, I'll go get back to work," Chen Feng said, and quickly left this troublesome place.
Old Zhang was nearby, so he casually picked up the money.
"Put it down! That's my money!" Zhang Lao Er refused to give in, and tried to grab it but failed.
"You idiot! I'm the one who collects the money this week, what's it to you? Go cool off somewhere else." Boss Zhang sneered, full of sarcasm.
"Brother Zhang, are you looking for a fight?" Brother Zhang was really angry.
“You’re the one causing trouble, not me!” Boss Zhang snorted coldly, refusing to back down an inch.
Chen Feng was driving towards the mining area at that moment, completely unaware of what was about to happen inside the house.
Of course, he didn't care much.
Anyway, I've already paid all the money, so it's none of my business whichever of you takes it.
Chen Feng never expected that these two brothers would be so incompatible, and they started fighting as soon as they got up in the morning.
This is indeed a bit outrageous, but ultimately it all comes down to money.
Driving through the mining area, it seemed larger than the abandoned mine in the small village, though not as large as the abandoned mine in the hills.
After all, the abandoned mine in the hills is the largest mining area in the hills city, so it can't be compared to that.
It's quite a large place, but the environment is rather ordinary, with a few shrubs scattered about and sand and gravel covering the ground.
Occasionally, you can see one or two gold prospectors exploring; I have no idea what time they get up.
After finding a secluded spot, Chen Feng parked his car, grabbed his tools, locked the doors, and began panning for gold.
Just a few minutes after he left, Chen Feng's system beeped.
He sensed the location of the goods, walked over, and squatted down.
Then he took out a newly bought shovel from his bag.
The shovel was about half a meter long, and its head was much larger than Chen Feng's small shovel.
Chen Feng could squat down to dig, and his backpack could be put in at an angle, but he couldn't zip it up.
He bought this while he was out drinking. The only downside is that these larger shovels aren't available in plastic; they're all made of metal.
So after Chen Feng finished digging the pit, he had to switch to a small shovel to sift through the scavenging area.
However, for Chen Feng, who has a clear position, it's not a big deal or troublesome.
Chen Feng squatted down, took a large shovel, dug up a shovelful of soil, and then casually tossed it away.
Looking at his masterpiece, Chen Feng was overjoyed. This big shovel was much more efficient than the small shovel; one shovel was equivalent to three shovels.
Chen Feng dug one shovelful after another, and even when he reached the bottom, he didn't feel tired because the shovel was long enough for him to exert force.
Before long, Chen Feng had dug a pit half a meter deep. He felt that was enough, so he threw the big shovel aside, picked up a small shovel, and continued digging.
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