There were no weeds here, only some pebbles, but that didn't stop Chen Feng from digging.
Chen Feng picked up a shovel and started digging out the rocks and soil. Soon, a pit appeared in front of him.
He placed the detector beside him and began shoveling through the soil with a small shovel. He found the goods in three or four shovelfuls.
Chen Feng gently shook the shovel and then used his hands to shovel the shovel back and forth.
Chen Feng reached out and rummaged around, but couldn't find the goods. He shook the container again until only a third of it remained before continuing his search.
Normally, Chen Feng could find the goods with just a few taps and a wave of his hand, but this time it was a bit difficult.
Chen Feng carefully searched for a while before finally finding the item that resembled the real thing.
Chen Feng reached out and picked up the thing, rubbing it back and forth.
To Chen Feng's surprise, the item was actually yellow, but it was so small that someone with poor eyesight would mistake it for a grain of sand.
After running the detector over the area, it emitted a sound, confirming that it was the one.
Chen Feng pinched the gold nugget and estimated its value; he estimated it was worth about two hundred yuan.
It's just too small.
However, gold is still gold, and gold is always better than silver.
Don't underestimate it; it's worth two hundred yuan, more than a single tael of silver.
Chen Feng tossed the gold nuggets into the small bottle and continued walking.
He hadn't walked more than a few steps when he felt hungry. He reached back and took a piece of bread out of his bag, eating it as he walked.
I've already slept for three hours, so I can't sit down to eat anymore; time is of the essence.
Before he could even finish half of the bread, the system gave him another prompt. Seeing this, Chen Feng had no choice but to hold the bread in his right hand and the shovel in his left, and walk to the location of the goods.
He ate while digging, because he felt the food wasn't deep, and he could just dig around like this.
Although the efficiency was low, Chen Feng still managed to dig out the goods after a while.
"Ooh-woo~"
Upon hearing the sound, Chen Feng stuffed the last bite of bread into his mouth, casually tossed the packaging bag aside, and began shaking off the dirt while still chewing on the bread.
In no time, Chen Feng had unpacked the goods.
It was a silver nugget, emitting a grayish-white light. Chen Feng picked it up and examined it, estimating it to be worth over a hundred yuan.
He picked up the bottle, put the silver granules inside, then took out some water and took a sip.
He had just stuffed all the bread into his mouth, but he couldn't swallow it all at once and choked a little.
Chen Feng swallowed hard with the water, patted his chest slightly, and felt much better. He picked up his things, stood up, and continued walking forward.
After walking for about ten minutes, Chen Feng saw a patch of broken bricks, tiles, rotten wood, and broken glass ahead.
This looks like construction debris from someone building a house, all dumped here.
Chen Feng went over to take a look, but there was nothing unusual, so he continued walking forward.
After walking only a few steps, the system beeped.
Chen Feng looked around and saw that the spot was just past the construction debris, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
It can only be said that this family is quite considerate of him; if they had buried the goods under all this garbage, Chen Feng would have had a lot of trouble.
After scanning left and right, Chen Feng located the goods and walked over with the detector.
Squatting down and taking out a small shovel, Chen Feng began to dig. Of course, he didn't dig as fast this time, and he paid a little more attention to it.
He was worried that there might be broken glass underneath, and he might cut his hand.
Soon, a pit appeared. Chen Feng bent over and probed the surface with soil, and he felt that the depth was about right.
After about six or seven shovelfuls, Chen Feng's detector gave a notification.
He shook the shovel and started digging around with his hands.
He touched the small piece in the shovel in a couple of seconds, and Chen Feng reached out and picked it up.
This is a small silver ingot, which Chen Feng estimates is worth about a hundred yuan.
After wiping the silver ingots and putting them into a small bottle, Chen Feng felt that this place seemed to be quite suitable for Zheng Ping and his group, as the goods they brought were not small.
But the key problem is that the goods here are much deeper than in the hills, so if they come, they'll all have to change their equipment.
That little detector in the village won't work, and neither will Chen Feng's.
We need to get a new detector like the ones used by gold prospectors, which can reach a depth of one meter.
I just don't know how much those detectors cost, and whether they'd be willing to spend the money.
I'll ask the old man about it tonight and then decide.
Chen Feng continued searching until 5:30, then checked the time and headed back.
Today's harvest was good; Chen Feng estimated that it would add up to about 27,000 or 28,000 yuan.
This was after sleeping for three hours; if I hadn't slept, breaking 30,000 would have been a certainty.
On his way back, Chen Feng's system didn't go off. He had originally hoped to find some goods on the way back and make up the 30,000.
With a slightly regretful feeling, Chen Feng returned to the campsite and first circled around the old man's car.
Just as he expected, the old man never came back.
Come to think of it, he was out shopping so late yesterday, how could he be back so early today? I bet he won't be back until 9 or 10 o'clock.
After opening the trunk, Chen Feng first took off his clothes, leaving him only in his underwear, and then filled a basin with water.
I'm so dirty today, I need to wash up first.
After washing himself, Chen Feng changed into a clean set of clothes.
I checked the time.
It's a little past 6:40 now, and the sun is about to set.
Chen Feng planned to take a two-minute break before starting to cook.
Chen Feng hadn't had enough of a bread roll at noon, so he was really looking forward to a hearty meal that evening.
We absolutely have to have a pot of mutton hot pot; he really loves the taste.
Chen Feng lit a cigarette, then got out of the car to look for stones, intending to build a small stove.
Stones were quite hard to find in this area. Chen Feng searched for a long time before finding a few suitable stones.
After chopping some firewood and throwing in a piece of alcohol paste, the small earthen stove was ignited.
Chen Feng started rinsing the rice, lit the windproof stove, and began cooking the rice.
After opening the can, I sat on the small stove and waited for the meal to be ready.
Just as Chen Feng was sitting on a small stool, idly looking at his phone, he heard some noises coming from outside.
Chen Feng turned around and saw that it was the old man who had returned.
He even checked the time; it was only a little past seven. How come the sun rose in the west today?
"Grandpa, you're back." Chen Feng stood up and greeted him.
Hearing the sound, the old man looked up, a smile tugging at his tired face.
"You're back. I'm cooking."
"Yeah, dinner's almost ready, let's eat together. I thought you wouldn't be here until nine or ten o'clock today," Chen Feng said with a smile.
"I had planned to come back earlier, but my legs hurt so much today that I couldn't bear it."
The old man hissed softly, his voice lacking its usual vigor.
The first thing he did when he got back was to find painkillers, crack open four pills, and pop them into his mouth.
To be honest, Chen Feng couldn't help but grin from ear to ear at this scene.
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