They had already found most of the other spots, and Lao Wei had no objections: "Okay, Lao Han will stay here today."
Old Han had a good memory. When he found several pieces of wood in the pile that were similar to the ones he had just seen, he picked them all out and threw them away.
Looking at him, Old Wei was puzzled: "These things aren't worth much, why are you picking them out?"
Lao Han didn't explain much: "If you see it, you should pick it out too. Even if it's worthless, you might as well take it home and use it as firewood."
Old Wei, whose mind wasn't as sharp as Old Han's, went along with him and said, "Alright, alright, you're smart. I've made money off you so many times. I'll pick one now."
However, there was so much wood that Gu Rong threw it around haphazardly, making it difficult for them to find even if it wasn't thrown very high.
However, many of the five or six boxes had been dismantled and scattered, so some were still found.
When he saw several pieces, Lao Han glanced at them, walked over, and started to put the box together in a simple way.
His eyes lit up when he saw the gap between one of the bottom wooden planks.
"Old Wei, come here for a second, I've made a new discovery," Old Han said.
Hearing the shout, Lao Wei quickly walked over, looked at the wooden box that the other party had assembled, and gave him a thumbs up.
He just didn't understand why they were doing this, so he leaned closer and asked, "What's wrong? This box looks the same as before."
"Take a good look," Lao Han said, pointing to the two compartments at the bottom of the wooden box.
Looking at where the other person was pointing, even though Lao Wei wasn't very bright, he could see the clue: "This is..."
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