As long as it's gold, it's better than silver.
Besides, it's just a small gold piece, worth about a thousand or eight hundred yuan.
Chen Feng, carrying his tools, continued walking forward.
Unexpectedly, after walking a while, they encountered another gold prospector, the tall, thin companion of the man from the first day.
The tall, thin man also saw him, and he stood up from a distance to look over.
Upon seeing this, Chen Feng instinctively wanted to change direction; this wasn't a competition, so it was better to stay away.
To his surprise, the man waved to him and shouted, "Brother, don't go!"
Chen Feng felt helpless upon hearing the voice and could only turn around.
When the man saw that he had stopped, he quickly ran over.
He ran up to Chen Feng, slightly out of breath, but his face was still full of excitement.
"Wow, I never expected to run into you at such a big mining site. What a coincidence, brother!" the man chuckled.
"Yes, it's fate." What could Chen Feng say but nod?
It can only be that we were never meant to be, and it was all because you shouted at the top of your lungs.
"How's it going, bro? Did you get your first win this morning?" the man asked curiously.
"It's open, but there aren't many anyway. Also, buddy, you look like you're over thirty, and I'm only twenty-five. Don't call me 'big brother' anymore." Chen Feng sighed, looking at his dark and thin face.
Besides, he wasn't lying; a little over ten thousand in the morning really isn't much.
"Oh, it's nothing. The capable are the elders. You're so good at this job, it's only natural for me to call you elder brother."
The man is thirty-five years old this year, but he feels no burden at all in calling Chen Feng "brother," on the contrary, it is only natural.
"The capable are the boss? Something doesn't feel right to me."
Chen Feng was momentarily stunned when he heard this word. It felt like the word was familiar, but it didn't seem to be said that way.
"It's not important. Let's go shopping together, buddy. We can keep each other company and chat. Otherwise, it's really boring to go alone." The man grabbed Chen Feng's arm and started walking forward.
Chen Feng swore he really wanted to refuse, but he couldn't bring himself to hit someone who was smiling, and he couldn't shake them off, so he could only follow along for a while and then sneak away later.
"Dude, how did you manage to pan for gold? How did you manage to find so much stuff in one go? Teach me, I want to learn from you!"
Sure enough, as soon as he said that, Chen Feng immediately looked like he knew it.
Now, almost everyone who knows him from the gold rush will inevitably mention this topic within three sentences. This is also what he fears. Being asked the same question every day would drive anyone crazy.
"I was lucky. There's no trick to finding these things, you just have to search for them," Chen Feng said, scanning the ground with a detector.
Even though he knew perfectly well that there was nothing underground in this area.
It's really painful to keep digging even when you know there's nothing underground!
"So, you must have some tricks up your sleeve. Don't joke around. I've been panning for gold for ten years and I've never found 400,000 worth of gold in one go. How come you're so lucky? Why is that?"
The man chuckled, not believing Chen Feng's words at all.
"Because your face is dark." Chen Feng didn't even look at him and continued walking forward.
"Forehead…"
Upon hearing this answer, the man's already dark face darkened even further.
He pondered for a moment, then took a closer look at Chen Feng's face.
You know what, Chen Feng's face is indeed much whiter than his, like he's never been in the sun.
Could it really be related to this?
The man was filled with suspicion and conjecture.
My wife used to smear face masks on my face after using them, making me keep putting them on, saying it would make my skin whiter.
Every time, I would scoff at it and throw it aside. What do men need such pale faces for? Pretty boys, huh?
Now he understood his wife's deeper meaning; so that's the reason!
Honey, it turns out I was on the first floor and you were on the fifth!
This time when I go home, I must ask my wife for a face mask so I can make myself a little fairer.
She can't let him use the new one, so he can just use the one his wife used.
"What's your name, buddy? I think I only remember something like 'Crazy'?"
The man followed Chen Feng, asking questions as he shopped.
"Chen Feng," Chen Feng added.
"Yes, yes, I remember your surname is Chen. My name is Zhang Yang," the man said familiarly.
Chen Feng glanced back at him, looking rather helpless.
If you remembered your own last name, would you still be acting crazy like that?
You don't remember anything!
But you know what, just mentioning Zhang Yang and Chen Feng reminds me of that classic line.
“From now on, we’ll each call each other by our own names. I’ll call you brother, and you’ll call me dad.”
Chen Feng couldn't help but chuckle when he thought of that line; this kid really did look a bit like Zhang Yang.
He's the arrogant guy from the movie.
"Brother, what are you so happy about? Did you find something good?" Zhang Yang asked in surprise.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something happy," Chen Feng said, waving his hand while trying not to laugh.
No, the more I look at him, the more he resembles him, especially his innocent, wide-eyed expression.
"What's so fun about this place? The only fun thing here is finding gold." Zhang Yang was a little disappointed to see that Chen Feng wasn't selling any gold.
If it weren't for making money, who would squat in this godforsaken place?
"Hey, there are so many happy things in life, you can't always focus on money." Chen Feng rarely became a spiritual mentor.
"That's true, but unfortunately everything that makes me happy requires money."
"Apart from the boss's wife, this place is not as good as other mines."
"There's nothing here, not even a place to take a shower, but the landlady is pretty."
"It's a pity she always has a cold face and doesn't even want to say a word. I stammer when I talk to her," Zhang Yang said with a grin.
"Is it really necessary?" Chen Feng didn't feel that way. "Why don't you just say something? She's not going to eat you."
"It's not that bad. Didn't you see how she berated my buddy the day before yesterday? I was trembling just listening to it, afraid she'd kick me out too."
"If we kick them out, we'll have come all this way for nothing. Gas is expensive," Zhang Yang said with some concern.
"Then blame your buddy, not Xia Yingying," Chen Feng said fairly.
“That’s true, that’s just how he is.” Zhang Yang nodded in deep agreement.
"But you know what, I've never seen such a beautiful woman before. Why doesn't she become a star? I think even stars aren't as pretty as her," Zhang Yang said, puzzled.
"Who knows? Everyone has their own ambitions," Chen Feng shrugged.
"And I heard when I came that since that old man died, quite a few people have been eyeing Xia Yingying."
"Those people either got scolded away by Xia Yingying or simply ignored her."
"In the end, even though she was beautiful, no one had any feelings for her anymore. Everyone knew she didn't have any romantic interest in him," Zhang Yang couldn't help but say.
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