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

The news was so exciting that it was not until the end of the day that the news reached you.

"Good fellow, who told you that? I was just having a meal, and you heard about it?" Chen Feng said in surprise.

He still underestimated the intelligence team in the village. The villagers had nothing to do all day, so they just chatted.

If you fart at the head of the village, as long as someone sees it, it will spread to the end of the village in less than half an hour.

Especially in places like small shops, it is a classic place for intelligence exchange, but it is a mixture of true and false, and you have to distinguish it yourself.

"Can you find gold with that stuff? Why do I feel it's unreliable?"

"It costs several thousand to buy a piece of equipment. If you can find gold, that's fine. If not, you can only earn a few hundred yuan a month, and you have to work from dawn to dusk. It's not worth it."

"The key is that since gold panning became popular in our village, I haven't heard of anyone finding any valuable gold. A group of people can find two or three grams in half a month. It's good enough."

"On the contrary, it's Mrs. Zhang who collects rags that is exhausted. There is scrap metal to collect every day."

Lu Dahai wanted to laugh when he mentioned it. They helped Mrs. Zhang. Mrs. Zhang picked up more iron in a year than they did in half a month.

"Can you try it? What if I'm lucky? How much is it in total?" Chen Feng asked while holding up the plastic bag.

"Two yuan for water, three yuan for bread, four yuan for ham sausage, two and a half yuan for Sprite, plus eight yuan for one, a total of nineteen and a half yuan." Lu Dahai said without hesitation.

Small shops in rural areas usually have very thin profits, so they won't even wipe the 50 cents off, unless you buy something over 50 cents, then they will wipe it off for you.

"If you don't have 50 cents, I'll give you another one and a piece of bread." Chen Feng took out 21 and handed it to him.

"Okay, I'll give you two more candies, so you can eat when you're hungry while working tomorrow, and try to buy more."

Lu Dahai took the money, took out two pieces of sour candies from the box on the bar, and threw them into the bag with the bread.

"Thanks, if I make money, the first thing I'll do is spend it at your place." Chen Feng gestured to him with the bag and said with a smile.

"Haha, OK, I'll wait for your good news." Lu Dahai was very happy to hear what Chen Feng said, and stood up and said.

It was hard to get out of the bar, so he didn't send Chen Feng off.

Those who were watching the fun couldn't help but discuss when Chen Feng left.

"This guy is doing a good job, even buying some food. Can he earn enough money to eat?"

"Of course not. Including the food and travel expenses, the cost is more than 30 yuan. Can he earn 30 yuan with that broken thing in a day?"

"I don't think so. The old hands who often go gold panning don't make 30 yuan on average a day. How can he, a novice who has never done it, earn more than the old hands?"

"That's right. I guess he will be empty-handed by then. He will come back the same way he went, haha."

Lu Dahai frowned when he heard this. Most people in the village are like this. They like to laugh at others.

Although he didn't like to hear this, they were all customers, so he couldn't say too much. He could only speak at the bar.

"What if Fengzi can find it? Besides, Fengzi knows how to work now, which is better than before. At least it's a good thing."

The villagers in the store didn't comment on what he said, and all smiled disdainfully. The stereotype of Chen Feng as a slacker was engraved in their bones.

They didn't believe that Chen Feng could find gold, nor did they believe that Chen Feng could persist in doing it. They probably would lose their energy after a few days of no harvest.

Once the three-minute enthusiasm was over, the things were thrown away and they did what they had to do.

Chen Feng returned home quickly. Liu Ping saw him carrying a bag of things and couldn't help asking, "What did you buy?"

"Food. Brother Zheng said that it would take a day. There was no place to eat at noon. It was a big field, so I had to bring some food myself." Chen Feng put the things on the table and said.

"It seems to take a day. I heard from the second son's wife that it seems that we have to leave in the morning, right?" Liu Ping recalled.

"Leave at six in the morning and rush back at six in the evening." Chen Feng said.

"You're leaving at six, so you have to get up at half past five. I'll cook something for you tomorrow morning, and you can eat before you leave. Otherwise, you'll be hungry if you just buy these things all day." Liu Ping said worriedly.

"Okay, then you cook something for me." Chen Feng nodded without refusing.

"Well, then you should go to bed quickly, because you have to get up at five o'clock tomorrow." Liu Ping looked at the time and said.

"Okay, then I'll go to bed first, and you should go to bed early too." Chen Feng said and went back to his room.

Liu Ping had already finished heating the kang, and the quilt was laid out. Chen Feng reached out and touched it, and it was warm.

It's spring now. Although it's not too cold during the day, you still have to light a fire to sleep. The temperature is still low at night, and the kang is not as hot as the bed.

The kang is cold.

After taking off his clothes and lying on the kang, Chen Feng was thinking about the gold panning tomorrow. He couldn't sleep. He was excited on the one hand, but he was also afraid of what would happen if he couldn't find any. That would be the end of him.

He kept calling the system panel back and forth. After confirming that this was not an illusion, he gradually put his mind at ease and fell into a deep sleep.

At 5:20 the next day, Chen Feng's alarm clock rang, and he sat up in a daze.

To be honest, he really didn't like getting up early, but there was nothing he could do. He sat up and smoked a cigarette, and then got off the kang after sobering up.

Outside the house, Liu Ping had already prepared the meal and was waiting for him to eat.

If Chen Feng didn't come out, Liu Ping would knock on the door, fearing that he would oversleep.

"Hurry up, wash your face and eat." Liu Ping said.

"Yeah."

Chen Feng took some water from a basin. When he stretched out his hand, the tap water was cold. He didn't add hot water, but directly scooped up a handful of water with his hands and rubbed his face vigorously.

Stimulated by the cold tap water, Chen Feng was completely refreshed.

After washing up, Chen Feng sat at the table. On the table was a pot of fried potato shreds, pickled spicy cabbage, and five boiled eggs.

"I didn't peel the eggs. See how many you can eat. If you can't, take them with you and eat them whenever you are hungry." Liu Ping urged.

"Okay." Chen Feng nodded, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

He finished his meal in more than ten minutes. It was five fifty-three at this time. Chen Feng began to clean up his own stall and prepared his bag. He was ready to go at any time and waited for Zheng Ping to call him.

Within two minutes, Zheng Ping pushed the door and walked in.

"Get up, Sister Liu, I'm here to call Chen Feng. The car is here."

After saying hello to Liu Ping, he waved to Chen Feng.

"Okay, then you guys go slowly." Liu Ping said.

"Okay, mom, I'm leaving." Chen Feng carried his bag and took his things and went out with Chen Feng.

There was a broken van parked outside the door that could carry more than a dozen people. The driver was Huang Fei, who was also from the village.

Chen Feng got into the car with his tools. Huang Fei was a skinny young man, 27 years old this year.

He didn't like farming, so his family bought him a second-hand van to carry people and goods.

"Chen Feng, I didn't expect you to start panning for gold. Did you buy all your tools at Old Han's?" Huang Fei turned around and said.