No wonder I only owe the bank 10,000 yuan.
The so-called mining equipment is actually just a second-hand mini excavator and a homemade drum washing equipment.
Here Zhang Jing met Gary's family, including three sons, two daughters, and his wife, a total of eight members of the family.
"A guest is here," Gary clapped his hands and directed his son to work, "Let the machine run!"
The eldest son is about seventeen or eighteen years old, and the second son is fifteen or sixteen years old. The others are too young to work.
The eldest son operated the excavator and fed a shovelful of soil into the hopper.
The second son started the water pump, and water began to pour from the funnel and drum.
An interesting scene occurred. Gary stepped on the metal ladder, climbed to a high place, and started a lawn mower.
That’s right, a lawn mower.
The elutriation machine consists of three parts: funnel, roller and spray.
A sprinkler pipe ran across the middle of the three-meter-long drum, and a funnel supplied soil containing gold particles on the side.
The roller had no power and could not work on its own, so Gary installed a lawn mower next to the roller and used the lawn mower tires to drive the roller.
As the lawn mower begins to work, the drum with many fine holes on its surface begins to wash the gold.
It's hard to believe that these original equipment were actually bought by Gary's family with a loan. Zhang Jing's outlook was completely refreshed.
Although the equipment was simple, soon there was a small gold nugget in the ore flow trough. It was very small, but it was indeed gold.
At this time, the machine stopped rotating, and Gary stepped forward to find out the reason. It turned out that it was an old problem, mainly the lawn mower. Because of the severe vibration, it would detach from the drum after working for a period of time.
The roller doesn't have enough friction and stops working.
After reading it, Zhang Jing understood that laundering 15 grams of gold a week was not enough to repay the loan and support his large family.
The production capacity is not as good as that of a family workshop, so 1,200 acres of land is worth nothing.
The problem is that although the area is large, it is not suitable for planting. There are too many gravels in the soil, the terrain is uneven, and it is too remote. If there is not a little gold, no one would want it. After all, land taxes are paid every year.
Here comes the point, should Zhang Jing buy it?
The answer is yes, this is a blessed place for metal detection. Zhang Jing walked from the door and found many good things.
"How much do you plan to sell it for?" Zhang Jing asked Gary.
"I can sell it for 350,000 to 300,000 yuan," Gary explained. "That's the same price I paid for it at the time, and all the equipment was given away."
The family was nervous and looked at Zhang Jing, eager to sell the place.
Zhang Jing slashed, "How about 270,000?"
Worried that Zhang Jing would regret it, Gary decisively extended his hand.
After the deal was concluded, Zhang Jing called Barbie to come over and handle the transaction procedures. He left the car where he was and walked into the uninhabited border land with high mountains and dense forests.
It has just entered July, and there are more and more mosquitoes in the mountains.
There are many male mosquitoes in the wild, and they are generally much larger than the common female mosquitoes. Snakes also appear from time to time.
If you are well prepared before going out, these are not problems. Fortunately, you have smart beans. With them, you will not be bored or depressed, but will have a lot of joy.
Before the sun set, one person passed a three-meter-wide stream, and Zhang Jing decided to pitch a tent nearby.
Because it is summer, the water level may rise sharply. Zhang Jing is a little distance from the shore, so it is convenient to get water without being flooded.
After pitching the tent and setting up the earthen stove, Smart Bean brought back a wild duck from hunting.
Fish nets set up in the creek also caught fish.
Clean it, heat the oil in the iron pan, add some red pepper, then pour in the duck pieces and stir-fry.
Stir-fry briefly, add stream water, add onion knots and fish pieces, and simmer over high heat for ten minutes.
When the finished product comes out of the pot, it is not exquisite, but the taste is definitely not bad, it is original and fragrant.
"Wang~"
Smarties is already drooling.
"Don't worry," Zhang Jing filled a large basin with half of the food and put it on the ground, "wait ten minutes before eating."
Smarties is very obedient and circles around its bowl to resist food temptations.
Enjoying delicious food, one person and one dog cuddling together, watching the stars, listening to the chirping of insects, it is very relaxing and happy.
Especially Smarties, Zhang Jing discovered that it was a foodie. He caught a young elk in the middle of the night and clamored for its owner to cook it a midnight snack.
Zhang Jing was so angry that he admired ten millet shells.
After a safe night, Zhang Jing was dumbfounded the first second he got up the next day and came out of the tent.
Next to the simple stone stove, Smart Dou stretched out his dog paw and pressed it on the head of a cute black puppy, and barked, meaning: 'Breakfast~'
A little native dog from the wild?
Zhang Jing subconsciously thought it was a bear, but after careful inspection, he confirmed that it was not a bear. After all, there is a difference between a dog and a bear.
"Then they were captured?" Zhang Jing asked Smart Bean.
"Wang~"
Smart Dou barked. After all, it was a golden finger reward. It was a purebred field dog that had a special opportunity. Zhang Jing barely understood what it meant.
After a while, Zhang Jing followed Smart Dou to the place where he picked up the puppy.
Not far from the campsite, about a kilometer away, there lay the body of an adult panther under a wild oak tree. It looked like it had been dead for two or three days.
The fatal injury to the body was a gunshot wound.
This made Zhang Jing feel bad. The most dangerous thing in the wild is always people.
After returning to the campsite, enjoying breakfast and figuring out the direction, Zhang Jing continued to set off.
Target: Queenston Heights.
It’s not too far, less than fifty kilometers in a straight line, but there will definitely be a lot of detours.
Seeing that his owner ignored the food he had caught, Smarties salivated the black panther cub in his mouth and took it with him, planning to eat it for lunch.
Because there were no roads, Zhang Jing and Smart Dou walked very slowly in the mountain forest. They climbed to the nearest hilltop at noon. They were lucky. The terrain behind them was similar to a basin, making it easier to pass.
Looking across the Great Basin, the telescope can see the vague Queenston Highlands in the distance, called the Highlands, which is actually a mountain top, with Maple Leaf Country on the other side.
Re-adjusting the focus and looking down from a high position, Zhang Jing quietly observed the basin in front of him.
There are many low trees and weeds growing inside, and there is also a winding river. If the guess is correct, this is the place where Zhang Luo escaped in the dark.
At this time, several frightened birds flew up in the telescope. Zhang Jing quickly lay down. Without looking carefully, he saw a speedboat passing by at high speed from east to west in the river.
Having experienced many dangers, it was difficult for Zhang Jing not to think too much. In such a remote place, it was definitely impossible to lead a group tour. It was more likely that a few friends would go out together.
Also because of bias, human nature is evil, and a bloody tragedy may occur when encountering them.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Zhang Jing decided to rest where he was for two days to make sure they would not come back. Then he went to the center of the basin and searched the creek from top to bottom.
There was food and drink in the Mithril space, and the pickled fish and rice were still steaming when they were taken out.
It’s not weird to have food, and there’s a tablet to watch movies on, so it’s not boring at all.
It's a pity that there is no signal. I have to complain about this. Even in the small town where Zhang Jing parked his car, there is no signal.
