majestic tiger

Chapter 471 Revealed
At this moment, Father Shitou saw that the mark made by the buried silver was not far in front of him.

He hastened to speed up, dug to that place three times and two times, went down with a hoe, dug up the soil, began to pick up the broken stones in the soil and threw them to one place, and later they would be collected and transported away.

Then he picked out the pieces of silver, and he immediately raised the silver and shouted to Zhuangtou: "Brother Zhuangtou, I dug up a piece of silver."

As he spoke, he wiped the mud off the broken silver with his hands, then held it up high, and the silver glistened in the sun.

Hearing Papa Shitou's cry, Mung Douyan and the others followed the prestige, and were stunned when they saw the things in Papa Shitou's hand.

There is silver, and the small eyeballs of mung bean eyes are spinning in the eye sockets, and finally they successfully fight together, looking greedily at the broken silver.

Zhuangtou straightened up and walked towards Shitou's father.

He took the silver from Shitou's father and said deliberately: "Shitou, could it be fake?"

Father Shito snatched back the silver, bit it in his mouth, and shouted excitedly: "It's not fake, it's real."

"Let me take a look." Another well-informed farmer walked over, took a serious look at the silver, and concluded that it was real silver.

"Father Shitou, why is your luck so good, you actually paid money out of land reclamation, why don't I have such good luck?"

The farmer who knew about it envied him and called him Shitou's father.

Zhuangtou next to him said thoughtfully: "The ancestral house of this wealthy family is different. Come on, let's dig it quickly, maybe there are good things buried under it. You guys don't dig it, if you want to dig it, hurry up. Whoever digs it will belong to him.”

Father Shitou happily said thank you, Big Brother Zhuangtou, and quickly put the silver into his arms, the smile on his face was brighter than the sun in the sky.

He also said to Zhuangtou: "Such a big piece of silver can make new clothes for our Shishi and his mother, and buy a lot of things."

Both Zhuangtou and Shitou's father had loud voices, and their voices were very high, which ensured that several farmers at the bottom of the barren slope and Mung Douyan's group quietly moved over here.Can hear clearly.

Under such circumstances, the farmers did not hesitate for a moment, and while agreeing to the head of the village, they picked up their hoes and shovels and went into battle.

On the wasteland, eight people were digging the ground in full swing. Everyone carefully crushed the dug up soil, and while picking out stones, they carefully searched for any broken silver.

At this time, Mung Douyan and his gang had already climbed up the slope and stood beside Zhuangtou and the others.

They wanted to wait and see, and if they dug out more silver, they would come to dig it too.

This wasteland belongs to everyone, why don't they have their share of money?
"You two go back and bring more hoes." Mung Douyan whispered to the two brothers who were following him.

Those two people were obviously reluctant, they were afraid that they would miss the opportunity to pick up the silver if they left, and if someone dug up the silver again, they didn't mind digging the soil with their hands to find the silver.

But Mung Douyan glared at them a few times, and made a few gestures with his fists. The two of them could only smile on their faces, and went back to get the hoe cursing in their hearts.

However, the speed of the two of them was comparable to a dog running towards the bone, it ran back after letting go of its feet, and wished to come back immediately with a hoe to dig money.

"Zhuangtou, whoever finds the money will get it, but you said it." Mung Dou watched his two elder brothers run away, and then turned back to talk to Zhuangtou.

Zhuangtou straightened up, holding the handle of the hoe, and said a little unhappy: "Whatever I said, it's wasteland anyway, the eight of us dug it out, so naturally it should belong to us."

After Zhuangtou finished speaking, he started to dig the ground with his hoe again, full of energy.

"Zhuangtou, look at this wasteland is so big, how long will the eight of you have to dig? I thought about it, we brothers are also idle, and we are also helping to dig."

Mung Douyan said to Zhuangtou brazenly.

"That can't be done. Didn't you say that you were sick in the morning? Now this wasteland is covered by eight of us. Even if we dig gold, it should belong to us."

Zhuangtou said while digging.

"It's wrong for you to do this, we don't agree!" Mung bean-eyed younger brother jumped out.

Yes, we disagree!
Several other followers immediately echoed.

"Brother Zhuangtou, everyone has a share in this wasteland, why can't we dig it?" Mung Douyan clenched his fists and said viciously.

At this time, another farmer who knew about it excitedly shouted: "I also dug up silver."

Now Mung Douyan and his group quickly surrounded them.

Knowing that the farmer cleaned up the mud on the silver, his piece was even bigger than Shitou's father.

But he was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth.

Mung Bean's eyeballs almost popped out, and he was even more envious.

He and his followers all had their hearts beating faster, eager to snatch the silver from the dealer who knew it.

Knowing that the dealer also took the silver to his mouth and bit it, he received it in his arms with satisfaction.

The other five households stepped up digging while talking enviously.

Mung Douyan and his group were almost jumping, and they huffed and ran to surround Zhuangtou.

"Zhuangtou, I'm leaving the talk here today. This wasteland belongs to everyone. If you see it, you have a share. If you stop me from digging, don't blame my fist for not recognizing people."

Mung Douyan is already anxious, seeing that the money can't be picked up, you think I'm a fool?

"Brother Dali, you said you would not dig in the morning, but now that you have dug up the silver, you have to dig again, which is unreasonable..."

"Fart, what can't be justified, I want to dig now, can't I?"

Mung Douyan said while pushing and shoving Zhuangtou.

Several other people also strongly demanded to participate in land reclamation.

Shitou's father hurried over to persuade him: "You can't just bully Brother Zhuangtou just because you have a lot of people."

Mung Dou shook his fist at Shitou's father with eyes: "What if I bully you, I have a reason to say that the whole world is not afraid, this wasteland does not belong to his family, nor does it belong to your family, I have the right to dig it."

Father Shitou pretended to be very scared on purpose, and pulled Zhuangtou to the side.

The other farmer who knew about it stepped forward to smooth things over: "Brother Zhuangtou, let them dig, this is wasteland, and besides, if Brother Dali really gets involved, you are no match for him."

Mung Douyan patted the knowledgeable farmer on the shoulder and said, "It's still you who is sensible. Zhuangtou, look at how sensible he is."

Zhuangtou thought for a while and said: "Brother Dali, then you dig it. However, if the news of the money found in the digging reaches Madam's ears, we still have to obediently hand over the money."

"You're stupid, just us, if we don't talk about it, who would know?"

Mung Dou glared, sneered at Zhuangtou, and said to the others: "If you want money, keep your mouths tight for me, do you hear me?"

On weekdays, mung bean eyes run rampant in the village, and the farmers are afraid of him.

(End of this chapter)