I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 37 Smelting Gold and Silver
"Fuck, Chen Feng, have you been beaten by chicken blood?"

"I've never moved like this."

"Chen Feng, it's amazing, you can actually move so much in one breath."

On the truck, watching Chen Feng move two stacks in one go, adding up to more than 30 bricks, other workers were amazed.

Chen Feng curled his lips, "Small, if I wasn't afraid of scaring you, I can move 100 yuan bricks in one go, or the kind with only one hand."

"Come on, it's really bragging."

"One brick is five or six catties, and 100 yuan is five or six hundred catties. People will be crushed to death."

His words immediately caused a burst of laughter, but it didn't mean much, it was just a joke.

Chen Feng did not refute. With his strength, if all his internal energy exploded, even the truck in front of him could shake half a foot, let alone a 100 yuan brick.

Thinking of his own affairs, he said with some reluctance: "Big brothers, please invite everyone to dinner after moving this pile of bricks. I won't do this in the future."

Many of these co-workers are good people. They took him to eat, and he was really reluctant to leave in the future, so he had to invite them to a break-up meal.

"Yo, Xiaofeng has found a good job."

"Congratulations, you don't have to do this hard work in the future."

"Young people really should do something interesting, but they didn't make it."

The others showed kind smiles. Here, Chen Feng was the youngest and was regarded as a younger brother or junior by them. He also hoped that Chen Feng could find a good job.

Chen Feng's heart is very warm. He admires these people. Although everyone is a migrant worker at the bottom, everyone eats with their hands. They don't go begging and cheating, and they don't cause trouble to others.

They built the city, left with exhausted bodies, and returned to the countryside.

Originally, he may also be this fate, his fate was changed by a mysterious force, and he no longer takes this path, but he still admires this group of people.

"I will work hard and come back to play with you often in the future."

His eyes were a little wet, and he lowered his head and continued to move bricks. He didn't leave directly because these people brought him to move these few trucks of bricks, and he needed to keep his promise and finish it.

Even with 30 years of Jiuyin internal strength, it still makes him like a strong man, one person does three jobs.

It was already three hours after the five new truck bricks that had arrived on the ground were moved.

"You did it very fast this time."

A short and strong middle-aged man with a big belly came over and glanced at everyone. Many people lowered their heads subconsciously, showing a look of flattery.

This is the foreman here, these casual workers are called by this person, and the money is naturally given by this person.

"Yes, this is your reward. Thank you for your hard work." The contractor took out ten red banknotes from his wallet and handed them to the middle-aged man who took the lead.

The latter thanked him quickly, and only shared the money after sending the foreman away. No one had any objection to him taking the extra money for one person.

Chen Feng laughed: "Let's go, let's go to the big hotel in front and have a good meal."

"The big hotel is at least a thousand for a table, you kid?"

"It's better to just fry a few dishes in the small restaurant next door."

"Yes, Xiaofeng, you only work, and you need money."

Hearing that everyone was thinking of himself, Chen Feng told a white lie, "You don't have to save me money. I won tens of thousands of dollars in the lottery yesterday. There is absolutely no problem in inviting everyone to eat."

Having said that, several people suddenly had no psychological burden, and they were ready to slaughter Chen Feng, who made his money come so easily.

Chen Feng was not stingy. He won a lot of silver and gold in the world of Legend of the Condor Heroes this time, which is estimated to be worth hundreds of thousands when exchanged for the currency of this world.

He ordered a table of good wine and good dishes, including dishes and wine that many people wanted to eat but were reluctant to eat.

Next, he let go completely, chatting and drinking a lot of wine with these seniors who had worked together for a long time. He put them down one by one without stopping.

Looking at the person who was basically tanned in front of him, he burped, and the drunkenness in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Glancing at the waiter who was guarding the door, for fear that he would run away, he shook his head helplessly. People rely on clothes and horses on saddles. They really look poor and earthy.

"Check out."

He got up and walked over, his steps were steady, and he didn't look much drunk.

"Sir, the total is 680 yuan and [-] cents."

The waiter formatted, there is nothing polite, she is really afraid that Chen Feng can't give money, that is the trouble.

Chen Feng didn't say a word, just swiped his card to pay and turned to leave.

Although the more than 1 yuan was the money he had saved over the past year, he didn't feel sorry for him at all. He had experienced the life in the rivers and lakes of happiness and hatred, and he would never live that humble life of salted fish again.

"Sing about wine, the geometry of life, such as the dew in the morning, there are many hardships in the past day, one should be generous and unforgettable when it comes to worrying, how to solve the worry, only Du Kang."

He subconsciously recited the short song line written by Cao Cao, and some of the stuffiness and sadness in his chest dissipated immediately.

With a sense of wine, he walked to the gold and silver jewelry street in the city. Instead of entering those magnificent shops, he walked to a small stall in the corner.

"I want to smelt gold and silver, do you do it here?"

He got straight to the point. The gold and silver in the red envelope draw was the currency of the Southern Song Dynasty. There were many impurities, and it was not too pure.

"Yes, but I mostly do hand-made gold and silver jewelry here. If you just smelt it, what do you want, just round and round?"

The master behind the booth was very old, with gray hair, gold-rimmed glasses, and a gray jacket. Like his tools, he had the atmosphere of the times.

"Almost, I'm here to sell gold and silver."

In order to cover up the abnormality, Chen Feng took out his hand from his bag, and a piece of silver the size of his fist landed on the table with a bang.

The silver had been severely deformed, and was kneaded into a ball by his internal force. It was made of several silver ingots, and he just didn't want others to see the problem.

"So big!"

The old man was taken aback. He was usually approached by old ladies, most of whom deal with gold and silver jewelry, or smelted jewelry for a new look. This is the first time I have encountered Chen Feng who specializes in smelting silver.

He was a little wary: "You have no problem with this thing, I don't do dirt."

"This is my family's ancestral ingot. I got it, but I couldn't get it. I came to you without the tools. If you don't do it, I can only go back and buy some tools and try again."

Chen Feng grabbed the syndicate and was about to leave.

"Oh, don't worry, I'm just asking about the source. You give me a 500 yuan handling fee, and I'll help you." The old man called Chen Feng to stop, there would be too much fuss.

"Let's get it started. I'll sell it directly after it's finished. You have a channel to give it to you. If not, I'll just go directly to the store next door."

Chen Feng didn't want to be too troublesome, and was ready to let the old man provide one-stop service, and there was no problem with paying a little service fee.

(End of this chapter)