Eighty Little Spicy Daughter-in-law: My boss has a gold mine

He Haibin sniffed, took out a handkerchief and wiped his nose, it was so fucking cold.

At this moment, Feng Ting's face hurts, and his ears and feet are frozen.

He wanted to go to the car to warm up for a while, but remembered that Li Hongsheng had driven Mr. Song back in the car, so he picked up a small bench next to him and sat down.

See the cotton coats and dog fur hats of the gold diggers hanging on the edge of the pit.

I wanted to take it over and put on one, but I hated it when I thought of the padded coat called Daniu that I saw just now with rice scum, vegetable soup and the like stuck on it.

He, a young master from the city, would freeze to death without wearing the padded clothes of these silly roe deer in the village!

He Haibin kept rubbing his hands and covering his ears, and sneezed from time to time, he was going to be depressed to death, mother, this gold panning is really beautiful, it's not a human job!

"Stop! Da Niu, fly these hairs (soil) up!"

He Haibin suddenly heard Wu Guangxu's voice, his eyes lit up, hey, did he find gold? !

I saw the big cow and the mute under the pit throwing away their arms and continuously flying a piece of soil to the top of the pit.

"Cheng Zi, Han Dong, go up and move the gold trough to the edge of the pit, and start skating!"

Wu Guangxu gave orders in an orderly manner, and then pulled Li Yonggang over, stepping on a piece of soil, "See, this red one is called Huoshaosha bottom, the soil is relatively hard, and it has the highest gold yield!"

He still hasn't forgotten what Li Yonggang said that he wants to learn how to be a master of gold and how to see the veins of gold.

He was speaking to Li Yonggang, but his voice was not low, and he didn't try to hide it at all.

He Haibin stood on the edge of the pit and listened with pricked ears.

He also deliberately took a serious look at what is called the burning sand bottom.

It's really a little red, like it's been scorched by fire.

He Haibin rolled his eyes chatteringly, did he see this kind of bottom when digging, would he get a high amount of gold?

Then if you learn to see the bottom line, don't you even need to find the golden handle?

"Come on, you two come here and get the gold shovel and press down (to dig)!" Wu Guangxu called the dumb and Daniel over.

The so-called gold shovel is an ordinary iron shovel. The gold miners want to be auspicious, and the word "gold" is put on the front of any tool.

For example, gold shovels, gold picks, gold shovels, gold bowls, and red cloth bags containing gold are also called "King Kongzi".

Daniel and Mute flew all the fiery sand dug out to the top of the pit.

"Come on, you two go over there and press a dam to make a Maozikeng (earth pit). The water will come out soon!"

Li Yonggang and Jin Zhu hurried to a corner of the pit with shovel and pickaxe and started digging.

After a while, a deep pit of about one cubic meter was dug out.

A slope was built around, and a water diversion trough was dug. The top was framed in a herringbone shape with wooden planks, and some dry straw was spread on top of the wooden planks. At that time, useless soil can be lifted up to the top, and the flow of water below will not be delayed.

The water in this reservoir is still useful.

Wu Guangcheng on the top of the pit was in charge of splashing water (splashing water), and Wang Handong was in charge of shoveling (raising soil).

The two of them had already been trained by Wu Guangxu in advance, so they cooperated quite tacitly now.

The two of them fetched water from the river ahead of time and put it in a large basin next to it. Wu Guangcheng stood on a stool and held a tin ladle with a wooden pole more than one meter long tied to it. Standing on the stool, he could Put the water ladle directly into the big basin, and scoop out a ladle of water.

Seeing Wang Handong lift a shovel of soil to the top of the gold chute, he quickly poured water from the ladle on the shovel of soil.

The soil was washed away by the water and flowed rapidly downhill.

The boards of the gold trough are covered with curtains woven by Zhang Guixiang.

The curtains are cut into strips of young birch bark the thickness of a finger, with barbs on them.

The soil and sand splashed by water flow down the curtain, and the gold has a large specificity, so it will stay on the curtain and be stopped by the barbs on the curtain.

This is what the gold trough does.

At the lower end of the gold chute, a large pit was dug in advance, and the water and soil flowing down from above went directly into the large pit.

Wu Guangxu climbed up from the pit, waited for Wu Guangcheng and Wang Handong to throw a shovel, then raised his hand, "Stop!"

Then carefully rolled up the curtain above the gold trough, and shouted, "Bring the gold duster!"

Wang Handong immediately trotted over and brought over a boat-shaped wooden object.

He Haibin stretched his neck and watched.

Now he is curious about everything about Wu Guangxu.

Wu Guangxu took the golden bowl and put it in the puddle under the gold chute, put the curtain on the golden bowl and rinsed it with water.

Let Wu Guangcheng pour another ladle of water from time to time.

After all the things in the curtain rushed into the golden dustpan, everyone saw that there were dots of shining golden things appearing in it.

"Wow, isn't that shiny gold really gold?" Jin Zhu bent over to look at it, and exclaimed.

People at the bottom of the pit also climbed up to watch.

This is the first time to sieve gold, and Wu Guangxu didn't mention them, after all, he was very curious when he saw it for the first time.

Wu Guangxu shook the golden dustpan in his hand, shaking it while shaking, throwing out the sand in the golden dustpan, and then filled some water to continue the action just now.

It's a bit like washing rice.

In the end, the sand and stones in the golden dustpan became less and less, and at first glance, it seemed that there was only yellow gold left, so Wu Guangxu took the golden shovel from his waist in a calm manner.

He tapped the golden dustpan lightly, and without knowing what skill he had, the gold in the golden dustpan obediently became a pile, leaving the remaining sand and stones around.

Wu Guangxu looked at the pinch of gold with a smile on his face, "Bring the diamond!"

He gently picked up the small lump of gold with a small gold shovel.

The people around didn't dare to vent their anger, He Haibin stood aside and swallowed "grunt", gold!

Huang Jinzhu took the red cloth bag from the cash cow next to it, and trotted to hand it to Wu Guangxu.

Wu Guangxu poured the little lump of gold he picked up just now into the red cloth bag.

"Well, it's a good start! This bottom has a good amount of gold. It's cold winter. Remember to call me when you reach a hundred shovels!"

After speaking, he put the red cloth bag on his body and jumped into the pit again.

He Haibin grabbed him, swallowed his saliva, kept looking at the red cloth pocket, and sneered, "This...is this just gold? How much can there be just now?"

Wu Guangxu raised his eyelids and teased him, then said slowly, "A few tens of milligrams!"

"Oh... can I... can I have a look!"

Wu Guangxu untied the red cloth bag from his waist and threw it to He Haibin.

He Haibin caught it in a hurry, and glanced at Wu Guangxu with dissatisfaction.

Prodigal men, don't be afraid to throw it away!

He Haibin swallowed his saliva, eyes widened, carefully opened the red cloth bag, pinched a small grain of gold from it, and looked at it again and again in the sunlight.

Wu Guangxu gave him a disdainful look, as if he could see flowers.

He Haibin finally had enough of watching, put the gold particles into the red cloth bag, tied it up, and kept weighing it with his hands.