"Damn, should we close the window? This meal is making me shiver," one of his companions said, rubbing his arms.
The heavy rain started in the middle of the night, and the sun hasn't been seen all day, so the temperature isn't high.
After they got up, they opened all the windows, thinking that it was a blessing in disguise that it was so cool today.
Unexpectedly, the cold food made them feel colder and colder, and they even wanted to put on long sleeves.
Actually, the temperature on the abandoned mine wasn't that low. Perhaps it's the Chinese people's obsession with hot food that's causing the feeling of not having warmth in their stomachs when they eat cold food.
"Fengzi is up too. Why do I smell instant noodles? Is he eating noodles?" Zheng Ping craned his neck to look outside and said.
The fact that Chen Feng's Wuling trunk lid was opened was definitely proof that Chen Feng had woken up.
"It really does taste like braised beef noodles. It has to be Fengzi. We're all here eating bread, while he's over there eating hot instant noodles."
"To be honest, I've never been craving instant noodles as much as I am right now. If I could have a bowl of noodles, add an egg, and then drink some hot instant noodle soup afterward, just thinking about it makes me feel so comfortable."
A companion, holding a loaf of bread in his hand, said enviously.
"Fengzi, does the noodles smell good?" someone shouted with a smile as they leaned out.
Hearing the noise, Chen Feng poked his head out from behind the Wuling van and saw that everyone was looking at him. He replied with a smile, "It smells amazing! Want to try some?"
"I'm not going, you can eat by yourself!" the man laughed loudly.
What offered some comfort to everyone was that the rain was much lighter than before and seemed to be stopping.
Twenty minutes later, Chen Feng sat in his car drinking noodle soup, watching the rain getting lighter and lighter. He felt that he wouldn't be able to strike it rich today.
What should we eat tonight?
If only we could start a fire, we wouldn't be tired today. We could have Zheng Ping set up the stove and cook some rice, or even stew some pickled cabbage and potatoes. They brought everything with them. Then we could have some pickled cabbage soup and roast some dried chili peppers. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
Unfortunately, this is destined to be impossible in the next few days.
Around 11:30 a.m., the rain stopped completely, the dark clouds dispersed, and the sun shone brightly.
However, they don't feel it's very hot now; on the contrary, they feel the sun is warm and welcoming.
Seeing that the rain had stopped, everyone couldn't help but get out of the car, stretch, and breathe in the fresh air after the rain.
"What do we do now? Are we not going to be able to pan for gold today?" one of his companions said, looking at the muddy ground.
"How are you supposed to pan for gold here? Even if you know there's something there, you can't dig it up. The ground is all wet, and digging it up is like digging through mud. If people knew you were panning for gold, they would think you were building a house," Yin Xing said, pouring cold water on the idea.
However, this isn't exactly a negative comment, because it's the truth.
"Luckily there are some rocks on the ground. If this were like that abandoned mine back home, all dirt, there would be nowhere to step. You'd be stuck in the mud as soon as you got out of the car," another companion said, shaking his head.
"Fengzi, can your windproof stove boil water? How about we make some tea?" Yin Xing said, hands on his hips.
It's so uncomfortable without something hot.
"Sure, you wait while I go get it."
Chen Feng turned back to get the windproof stove and a few alcohol blocks.
It's unrealistic to expect everyone to use Chen Feng's windproof stove to cook at night. It's not about how much money they have, but rather that Chen Feng doesn't have that many alcohol blocks.
Even though he had extra supplies, he didn't prepare enough food for a whole bunch of people at once. That would have been a huge amount.
But if you ask Chen Feng to boil some water and make tea, he can make these people burp and spew tea leaves out.
The group followed Chen Feng back into the van, took out a pot, sat on the stove, and started boiling water.
"Thanks to Fengzi, otherwise we wouldn't even have been able to get a cup of hot tea."
After the water boiled, Yin Xing threw tea leaves into everyone's cups and said with a touch of emotion.
"Look, if Fengzi's car doesn't come, you can't wash your feet every day, and you'd be lucky to wash them once every three days," someone said, ladling hot water into a cup.
Having learned from their previous experience, they knew what to bring more of and what not to bring as much of, thus allocating resources more rationally.
So the empty space allows for more water to be taken, and with the water stored in Chen Feng's car, he can wash his face and feet every day.
Otherwise, without the water in Chen Feng's car, it wouldn't be that he couldn't wash his feet all the time, but he would only wash them once every three days, and the same goes for his face.
"Thank you, Fengzi. How about we all toast Fengzi?" Yin Xing laughed and joked while holding his teacup.
"Come on, come on, thank you Brother Feng for letting us have some tea!" Huang Fei said from the side, and everyone else joined in the teasing and joking.
"Alright, alright, stop with the nonsense. To be honest, I don't have enough cooking skills, but if you guys want instant noodles tonight, I have enough alcohol tablets. If you don't want anything cold, just have instant noodles tonight."
Chen Feng clinked glasses with them and said with a smile.
"Okay, okay, instant noodles are fine too, they're better than pancakes."
"Yes, that works too."
"Then dinner is decided, instant noodles it is."
Everyone thought it was feasible and nodded in agreement.
Everyone chatted and drank tea until after 3 p.m.
The temperature has risen now, back to that scorching heat, and the hot tea in everyone's hands has turned into cold tea.
Perhaps it was because he drank too much tea, Zheng Ping was experiencing frequent urination, going to the toilet every few minutes since noon, which made everyone laugh at him for a long time.
Zheng Ping put down his teacup, stood up, and went out through the corridor to use the restroom.
When he came out, he was surprised to find that the ground outside had dried up and returned to its sandy state. The puddles had also disappeared, with only a few remnants remaining in some places.
This is great news! The land is dry, which means we can pan for gold!
Zheng Ping quickly squatted down to test it, wanting to know exactly how dry the ground had become.
With a gentle touch, Zheng Ping saw that the soil underneath was still damp. It seemed that only the top layer had dried, and the rest was still mud.
But thinking about it, it makes sense. It's been raining for almost ten hours. If the surface dries in three hours, that's already a miracle. How could the inside possibly dry so quickly?
Although it was still muddy below, it wasn't as runny as it had been at the beginning. Zheng Ping was already tempted. Why not come out and give it a try? He was just sitting there anyway.
Thinking of this, he quickly went back to the car and asked for everyone's opinions.
After the situation was explained, everyone couldn't help but get out of the car and stare at the ground in astonishment.
"Just imagine how hot this place is! It dried up the ground in just three hours, wow!" Huang Fei said, his focus quite unusual.
"Come on, let's give it a try. If we can find one, we'll be fine. It's okay if there's mud underneath. It'll just take a little effort. I think as long as it's not the super runny kind we had before, it'll be fine."
Yin Xing was eager to try, and everyone thought it was feasible.
The main problem is that every day spent here is a wasted day's money. I'm not expecting to earn a lot today, just enough to cover the travel expenses and not lose money.
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