Catch the sea: start with a sand shovel and take over the entire beach

It took Zhao Qin nearly three days to reach the Yukon Territory. It was already the end of June and it was extremely hot at home.

The temperature here has also risen, but it is still very cool, with an average temperature of only about ten degrees.

Now is summer, and we have entered daytime weather here, which means there is light almost 24 hours a day, but it is sometimes weaker.

The so-called machine failure was of course fake. When he arrived, everything was running normally at the gold mining base, and everyone was working as hard as they could.

According to the climate here, there are less than 50 days left for gold mining.

"Aqin is here."

"The boss is here."

"Junior brother is here."

Everyone addressed him differently, and Zhao Qin responded with a smile, looking at Wu Xing, "Uncle Wu, why haven't you gone home yet?"

"I called home and everything is fine. It's okay for me to go back. I can still help out a little bit here."

Zhao Qin thanked him and looked at Lao Zhu, "Uncle Zhu, you've worked hard."

"That being said, I am the one with the most free time. Let's go and see the results of the past month or so."

Zhao Qin said there was no rush, and then took a walk around the washing area.

Although the second brother Liu Jing is responsible for separating gold, he will also help out in the washing field when he has nothing to do. Now he is driving an excavator to transport soil to the washing machine.

"Brother Jing, are you still used to it?"

"It's a good habit. Come on, have a cigarette."

Seeing him take out a cigarette from his pocket, Zhao Qin was stunned. None of his senior brothers smoked. He took it with a smile and asked, "Did you just learn it?"

"Hey, I've been scolded by your brother Sheng several times."

Zhao Qin laughed out loud. Senior Brother Wang Jiasheng was a kind-hearted person. Naturally, he couldn't bear to see his junior brother, who had just left Longhu Mountain, fall into such depravity.

After returning from the washing yard, he came to the place where the old equipment was kept. Jiang Bing was now standing there in a daze, covered in stains.

"Brother Bing, what's wrong?"

Jiang Bing turned his head in surprise, then smiled and said, "Ah Qin, just arrived? There are a lot of old equipment here, especially trucks. I'll dismantle some and keep the useful parts.

Now that I have dismantled a lot of it, I am thinking about building a car myself.”

Zhao Qin gave him a thumbs up. "Brother Bing is awesome. Don't be so tense. Do you miss home?"

Hearing this, Jiang Bing grinned again, "It would be a lie to say I don't miss it, but I don't have much time to think about it. Ah Qin, I heard from Joey that I can only work here for more than a month at most.

That’s too short a working year.”

"There's nothing we can do. The weather is like this."

After chatting with Jiang Bing for a while, he returned to the base. Joey was away for the past two days, and went to San Francisco to deal with his own trivial matters.

Following Lao Zhu to the small vault, Lao Zhu called Liu Jing, and the two of them each took a key and opened the safe.

"When you left, there were more than 80 kilograms of gold in total. In the past month, we shut down twice. The first time was 16 days, and the gold was 2044 ounces.

The second time, 19 days, was 2663 ounces. Our total income is now 7670 ounces, which is 217.44 kilograms. "

Old Zhu took out a notebook, on which the results of each weighing were recorded in detail. After Zhao Qin confirmed it, he signed on it.

"Uncle Zhu, there are about 45 days left. How much gold do you think we can produce?"

Zhu obviously had a plan in mind, and without much hesitation replied, "If everything goes well with the equipment, we can harvest at least 6000 ounces, or 170 kilograms.

This year, our total income may reach 400 kilograms."

Zhao Qin calculated in his mind that gold was worth 20 US dollars per gram, and 400 kilograms would only be worth 800 million US dollars. After deducting the cost and the salary commission for everyone, he would be lucky to have more than 400 million left.

To be honest, it's a bit low.

But if you save this gold and sell it after a few years, the price will naturally be different.

He is short of money now, but he doesn't need this little bit of money, so it really doesn't matter whether he sells it or not.

After chatting with Lao Zhu for a while, he started to cook for everyone. He said that he would bring a special chef with him when he comes next year.

Jiang Bing came over to help after washing. Since Lydia arranged for vegetables to be delivered regularly, the cuisine here was much richer than before.

After dinner, he found his old friend Kane.

"Welcome back, Zhao."

Accompanied by Kane, he visited the other party's material yard, which was much smaller than his own, with only six people busy there.

"Kane, how much gold can you earn in a year?"

"About 1800 ounces." Kane was obviously very proud of this achievement. After all, there were only six of them and one washing machine.

Zhao Qin did not comment, and talked about the purpose of his visit. "I want to turn my gold sand into gold bricks. Do you have a way?"

"That's easy. There's one in Danyang City, about 400 kilometers from here. I can help you get in touch with it."

Zhao Qin scratched his head. Damn, this is the bad thing about the Yukon Territory. There are often hundreds of kilometers of uninhabited areas, so the nearest city is hundreds of kilometers away.

It’s normal to think about it. Canada’s area is larger than China, but the entire country has only 30 to 40 million people, which is less than a province in China.

"If I want some copper ingots, can you find a way to get it?"

"What do you want that for?" Kane asked puzzled.

"I have my own uses, I just want to know if this can be obtained?"

"It's that easy. Just give me the copper ingots you need."

"Thank you so much, I probably need a ton."

After chatting with Kane for a few more words, Zhao Qin returned to his mine. After staying in the mine for two days, he waited for Joey to come over.

The two drove back to Anchorage, Alaska.

"Zhao, you are a billionaire, it's fine if you don't buy a helicopter, can't we hire one?" Joey was very dissatisfied, his whole body was about to fall apart.

"Nonsense, I calculated that the profit is only three to four million per year. If I hire helicopters a few more times, it will be all gone."

Joey was so depressed, "Boss, my best year in gold mining only made $60."

"If you can compare with me, if you want to be like me, you don't have to work behind me now." There is no need to be tactful when speaking to foreigners. They will take your modesty seriously.

This made Joey even more depressed, but he was powerless to refute it.

When we got off the bus in Anchorage, Joey started walking with bow legs.

Fortunately, when they arrived in Anchorage, Zhao Qin no longer needed him, so he left him in the hotel and went to chat with Kent alone.

There were two things that I wanted to discuss with old Kent. One was naturally about the expansion of the fishing company. This was not something that he had done before. When he was in China, old Kent had already made two phone calls to urge him.

Secondly, he had to find a way to transport the gold out through old Kent.

After all, both the United States and Canada have restrictions on the export of gold. It's okay for a small amount, but it's definitely impossible to handle a large amount.

However, there are no clear restrictions on the export of copper.

In fact, he could look for Han Shunping. After all, Uncle Han also has a great influence in Canada, but this matter is bound to make Uncle Han very worried.

So he thought, if he could talk to Kent, it wouldn't matter if he spent a little more money.

"Zhao, if you really want to do this, the only way is smuggling." This was the solution given by old Kent after listening.