"The rain is really heavy, and it's getting heavier. Will we still be able to shop this afternoon?" Someone stood up and looked back, looking worried.
"Who knows? What the hell is going on?" The bald, burly man next to him looked annoyed and took a big bite of his steamed bun.
"Three months ago, I was panning for gold here when my car hit a rock. When I got off, I found that my tire had been punctured and couldn't be repaired."
"I had no choice but to change the spare tire in the trunk, but when I turned around, I couldn't find the wrench."
"That's a brand new wrench, I bought it for thirty-five!"
"Damn, this makes me so angry. I'll tear the tire hole even bigger. You can drive, right? I'll help you, damn it."
"I didn't even take the tires, I just threw them on the ground and left."
"I haven't been here for a long time today, and it's raining. I'm sure there's something wrong with this place according to my birth chart."
The bald, burly man downed the soup in one gulp, then got up and ladled out another bowl, turning his grief and anger into appetite.
Chen Feng kept his head down and ate, acting as if he knew nothing.
wrench?
What wrench? I didn't see it at all.
You mean that wrench in my car?
Those are wild plants from the ground, okay? There's even gold in this field, so it's not surprising to find a wrench there.
"You're so unlucky, everything seems to happen to you. Can't that tire be repaired?" someone chuckled.
"Repair? Repair my ass! That gash is so big it could practically fit my head inside. How can I repair it?" The bald, burly man shook his head. Even after three months, he still felt furious when he thought about it.
"Phew." Chen Feng took a bite of the spicy chicken and fanned himself with his hand.
This spicy chicken is indeed very spicy, and its warming effect is top-notch. Chen Feng no longer feels cold at all, and is even sweating profusely.
After finishing his meal, Chen Feng lit a cigarette and walked to the door to take a look.
The rain is indeed getting heavier, and it feels like we won't be able to get out anytime soon.
He went back to his room, took off his wet clothes, wiped them with a towel, and lay down on the bed.
He'd rest for a while first, and if he really couldn't finish washing clothes later, he'd go to the car to get some dry clothes.
If the rain lessens, Chen Feng will still have to go out in wet clothes and can only change them at night.
Whether it was because he woke up early or something else, Chen Feng suddenly felt sleepy while lying in bed. Since he couldn't go out anyway, Chen Feng put down his phone, hugged his pillow, and closed his eyes.
Let's talk about it after I wake up.
Chen Feng slept for two or three hours. When he woke up yawning, the rain outside had subsided considerably.
He leaned against the window and reached out to test the drizzle; it was light rain, so he could go out.
He put on his wet clothes, and the feeling of them clinging to his skin made him grimac; it was so uncomfortable.
There was nothing we could do; it was raining outside, even if it was just a drizzle, it would still soak our clothes if it went on for too long.
He got dressed, slung his bag over his shoulder, and went outside. He saw that the lobby was empty, and when he got to the courtyard, he found that there were far fewer cars there.
It seems they all went out to shop earlier, and Chen Feng was the last one to arrive.
As Chen Feng drove towards the mining area, he observed that there was some water accumulation, but it was not serious and would not affect gold panning.
Chen Feng arrived at the spot where he had previously withdrawn gold, picked up his tools, and got out of the car.
The ground was now completely soaked by the rain, and Chen Feng sank slightly as he walked on it.
He recalled the direction and then walked in the opposite direction from the morning.
After walking for about ten minutes, Chen Feng's system beeped. He looked around, put down the detector, picked up the shovel, and took a few steps forward.
With one shovelful, the soil felt so smooth, you could build a sandcastle there, just like on a beach.
The soil that Chen Feng shoveled out still retained its original shape, with sharp edges and corners. Chen Feng tossed it forward, and the sand and soil only scattered when it hit the ground.
Chen Feng dug the damp sand shovel by shovel, and soon a pit was dug out, with water even seeping out of it.
Seeing this, Chen Feng quickly switched to a small shovel and started shoveling through the soil; he didn't want to fish for goods in the puddle anymore.
However, it was unavoidable that the soil dug up by the small shovel was still wet. After Chen Feng passed the detector without it beeping, he would throw the soil away and then take another shovel.
After four or five shovelfuls, Chen Feng's detector gave feedback that he couldn't shake the shovel anymore; the sand was all clumped together and couldn't be shaken off at all.
He tilted the shovel slightly to pour out the water, and then Chen Feng began to gently dig downwards with his hands.
He peeled away the soil layer by layer, making it clear whether there was any cargo inside. He couldn't miss anything, so he didn't bother with the detector and just slowly peeled away the soil.
When he was halfway through digging, Chen Feng pulled out a small, silvery-white piece. He picked it up and wiped it with his hand.
The silver ingot was estimated to be worth around seventy or eighty yuan. Chen Feng put the silver ingot into the small bottle, picked up his tools, and continued walking forward.
After walking for about seven or eight minutes, Chen Feng's system beeped again.
He glanced around, picked up his shovel, went over to the goods, squatted down, and started digging a hole.
If others knew about Chen Feng's efficiency in finding bargains, they would be extremely envious.
Everyone else is panning for gold, but Chen Feng came here purely to pick up scraps; he's like a human scanner.
As he dug the goods out one shovelful at a time, Chen Feng unearthed a mineral water bottle with his next shovel.
Use a shovel to lift the mineral water bottle up, then toss it into the air, and then, at the right moment, smash the bottle away with a single shovel strike, just like playing golf.
Chen Feng even covered his eyes with his hand and looked out with great seriousness.
However, the mineral water bottle was actually only a dozen meters away from him.
"Perfect, little birdie."
Chen Feng sighed before squatting down to continue digging for goods.
In the paid mining area, Chen Feng never litters, except for cigarette butts.
After all, he always felt that this was someone else's property, and it didn't seem right to litter things like water bottles, plastic bags, and wrappers.
However, Chen Feng wouldn't casually pick up something that someone else had dropped and bring it back to the compound.
It wasn't me who threw it, so what does it have to do with me?
Chen Feng quickly dug a hole, and when he felt it was about right, he switched to a small shovel and started shoveling soil.
In no time, Chen Feng had picked out the goods.
Holding a shovel in his left hand and extending a finger from his right, he slowly dug through the soil in the shovel.
This time it was pretty quick; Chen Feng dug around for only a few seconds before spotting the silver nugget, which he estimated was worth a few dozen yuan.
Chen Feng casually emptied the soil from the shovel onto the ground, stood up to pack his things and leave, when the system's voice rang out again.
"ah?"
Chen Feng looked back and forth, and even he himself felt somewhat surprised.
I think I only took a small step forward, and then it went off?
However, it made things easier for him. He carried his tools forward for only a few steps before stopping and squatting down to continue digging.
After about seven or eight shovelfuls, Chen Feng felt it was about right.
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