I asked you to pan for gold, do you understand panning for gold? Do you use a car to pull it?

After the gold rush, the gold rush was over.

Zheng Ping heard this, with a bitter smile on his face, and shook his head.

"Don't say it, if it wasn't for Fengzi, I would have almost died outside today."

Chen Feng smiled, still chewing the bread without saying anything.

"Ah, what's the situation, did you two encounter a wolf?" Huang Fei immediately restrained the smile on his face when he heard this, and asked in disbelief.

If you encounter danger while panning for gold, he can only think of this for the time being, after all, he has just joined the gold diggers for a few days.

"No..."

Zheng Ping told Huang Fei the whole story, and Huang Fei grinned, and felt a little scared just by listening to Zheng Ping's words.

"Oh my god, I'm not saying anything bad about you, Brother Zheng, but you don't make money this way. If something happens to you, what will happen to your family?"

"If you don't think about yourself, you should think about your family." Huang Fei frowned and said earnestly.

"Well, I didn't think about it before. The main reason was that I didn't expect the consequences to be so serious. I always had a fluke mentality."

"I won't do it next time. After all, if the person is gone, it will be all over. When the time comes, there will be a pile of rotten things left. It's useless to say anything."

After this incident, Zheng Ping finally figured it out.

Life is the most important thing. When you die, everything is gone.

"So how are you now? Do you need to go to the hospital? I'll take you there?" Huang Fei said a little worriedly.

"No, I just had heatstroke. It's fine after resting for so long. I drank several cups of water and my stomach feels swaying." Zheng Ping smiled.

"Are you sure you're okay? Why do you have a horn on your head?" Huang Fei narrowed his eyes and looked at Zheng Ping's head.

Zheng Ping subconsciously touched his head upon hearing this, and he hissed in pain.

"This is from a fall, not heat stroke, the swelling will go away in a few days." Zheng Ping did not dare to touch it again, and said with gritted teeth.

"Then you don't know that when Brother Zheng fell, he directly hit his head on the ground, which was quite straightforward." Chen Feng joked on the side.

"Anyway, I don't know anything, I just felt a black screen in front of my eyes, and when I woke up, I was under the bushes." Zheng Ping spread his hands.

Huang Fei also laughed upon hearing this, as long as the person is fine, at least the result is good.

Zheng Ping took out a cigarette box and gave Huang Fei and Chen Feng one each. Chen Feng was still eating bread, so he put it on his ear first.

The three of them chatted casually, waiting for the others to come back and eat together.

The others came back one after another, and when they saw Huang Fei and the other two, they were all surprised.

It's not surprising that Huang Fei is here, what's wrong with you two?

This time, Zheng Ping didn't need to explain. Huang Fei couldn't help but talk about it.

It was as if he was there at the scene.

Others were stunned and sighed, and told Zheng Ping not to work so hard. What if something unexpected happened?

Until everyone gathered, Zheng Ping wanted to go out to chop wood, but no one agreed to let him go.

They were afraid that he would have another accident, so he should take a good rest.

Zheng Ping was helpless about this. In fact, he was fine. How could it be so weird.

However, he couldn't resist everyone's opposition, so he could only sit at the place where the van got off and watched everyone chop wood and pick up stones.

"Fengzi, I tell you, it's really worth it for you to treat me to this clay pot rice today. You don't know how I was treated yesterday!" Huang Fei saw that everyone was preparing to start cooking, and complained to Chen Feng angrily.

"I understand you, I understand you, don't worry, I arranged it clearly for you." Chen Feng was preparing to wash rice and make clay pot rice.

Zheng Ping was frowning. Why did you bring this up? Can't you take care of the patient's feelings?

Yin Xing rummaged through his bag. He wanted to find rice and ask Chen Feng to make him a clay pot rice.

But when he was rummaging, he suddenly found two packs of noodles. He had an idea.

"Hey, I brought noodles. How about we eat noodles together today?" Yin Xing said to everyone.

Everyone also brought vegetables. Let's put them in and have a hot vegetable noodle. Isn't it delicious?

"It's useless to bring noodles. It's too hard to cook in an aluminum lunch box. How long will it take for us to eat?" The bystander shook his head when he heard it.

"Indeed, we don't have a pot. It's too hard to cook. If not, let's cook clay pot rice. Let Fengzi do it. When it's done, just throw it into the fire. It will be cooked in a while. It's convenient."

Zheng Ping also felt a little bit unsatisfactory and couldn't help saying.

Chen Feng was holding oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, waiting for them to decide what to eat.

Actually

If there is a pot, it would be nice to cook a pot of steaming noodles, and you can also drink some soup.

But it is definitely not possible without a pot. Noodles are not like instant noodles. It is not realistic to cook them in a lunch box. The lunch box is too small and they will stick together in the end.

Listening to everyone's denial, Yin Xing was silent for a while and said: "Actually... I brought a pot."

As soon as this was said, everyone looked at Yin Xing, their eyes full of surprise and surprise.

"What the hell, you brought a pot, is this true or false, why didn't you say so earlier!" Huang Fei slapped his forehead, and was speechless.

If you said you had a pot earlier, wouldn't you have eaten noodles earlier? Why did you bother so much?

This Lao Liu, why didn't you say you had a pot earlier? Besides, when did he bring the pot? Why didn't I see it?

"My bag is filled with the pot, and then those sundries are put in the pot, so it doesn't take up space."

Yin Xing picked up his bag and showed it to everyone.

"Damn, why didn't you say that yesterday? If you had said that earlier, we could have used this big pot to cook rice together, which would have saved us a lot of trouble." Zheng Ping was also a little speechless.

Others were also puzzled, looking at Yin Xing one after another.

If you had said earlier that there was a pot, who would still eat pancakes? Isn't rice delicious?

Facing everyone's questions, Yin Xing scratched his head awkwardly and said, "I forgot..."

"Oh..."

Everyone covered their faces, not knowing what to say.

"What's the point of saying that there is a pot? Just eat the vegetable noodles and the clay pot rice tomorrow."

Chen Feng put down the seasoning and prepared to find some stones to build another stove to cook noodles.

The fire was too big, so it was okay to cook clay pot rice, but not noodles.

Everyone took action and found some stones suitable for the stove. After the stove was built, the pot was placed on top, and the bottom was empty, reserved for firewood.

The pot Yin Xing brought was not a cooking pot, but an aluminum pot similar to a steaming pot. It was quite deep, so it was no problem to cook a pack of noodles at a time.

Bring some firewood and put it under the steaming pot. This time, there was no need to start a fire. Just pick out some charcoal from the fire and put it on the firewood.

This thing is much more useful than any fire starter. Just put a little more and it will light up in a while.

One person pressed the pot, and the other brought a bucket to pour water into it. After pouring half a can of water, they covered the lid and waited for it to boil.

Everyone was a little excited when they thought that they would be able to eat the fragrant green vegetable noodles in a while. They had already had enough of the cold pancakes with green onions.