Pass the bridge and reach the opposite side of the Grand Canyon, not far from the gas station.
Mike is waiting here.
Zhang Jing parked his car in front of the gas station, went into a convenience store to buy 120 yuan of gasoline, refueled by himself, and the gun automatically jumped.
Taking time out, Zhang Jing also went to the bathroom to refresh himself. When he finished doing this, the black Corolla that was following him arrived belatedly.
Within ten meters, Zhang Jing took the opportunity to see clearly the situation in the other direction. Two white men, two pistols, the safety of the pistol was turned off. They didn't look like good guys or bad guys.
After confirming that the other party was harmless, Zhang Jing put the refueling gun back into the tanker, got in the pickup truck and set off again, driving 120 kilometers east along the north bank of the Grand Canyon, and then 100 kilometers northeast.
Late at night, we came to the edge of the wilderness again. This place was already very remote, an authentic western wilderness world, and the wind was blowing strangely, like a child crying.
Taking out the heavy bulletproof plate to protect himself, and placing the rifle on the hood, Zhang Jing took the initiative to attack the Corolla that was following him.
Mike had already returned halfway. Zhang Jing was confident that he could deal with two minions and two small pistols.
Sure enough, the other party stopped the car 20 meters away and stood in front of the headlights with his hands raised, "Mr. Zhang, we don't mean any harm, we just want to discuss a deal with you!"
"Throw away the gun," Zhang Jing ordered, "Come over here with your hands raised!"
The two complied and walked towards the pickup truck with their hands raised.
Zhang Jing hid on the other side of the engine, within ten meters, and made sure they didn't have any golden weapons on them before putting down the gun. ..
"My name is Ramon Peralta," the middle-aged man with a black beard introduced. "This is my brother Nur Peralta. We want to hire you to find something."
"What?" Zhang Jing asked with interest.
Ramon Peralta, who has a black beard and a round face, introduced the reason to Zhang Jing, "Around 1750, King Ferdinand VI of Spain gave the surrounding 3,750 square kilometers of land to Peralta, who had outstanding achievements. Family, that is, my ancestors.”
"It wasn't until a century later, in 1846, that the then patriarch of the Peralta family sent an expedition here to investigate and found a gold mountain deposit."
"Wow!" Zhang Jing was surprised.
Although Spain did not participate in World War I and World War II, it did a lot of shit, and its inheritance has not been interrupted, which is amazing!
"Since we found it, why not mine it?" Zhang Jing asked.
"The reason is that those explorers were all dead at the time," explained Ramon Peralta, a man with a black beard and a round face. "The leader of the expedition team at that time was the second son of the patriarch. They were working hard to mine ore while surveying and mapping the terrain. Draw, mark, and prepare to come back later;
At that time, when they valued gold more than their lives, after missing several opportunities to escape unscathed, disaster suddenly struck. The Apaches suddenly surrounded and attacked the expedition..."
"Stop!" Zhang Jing interrupted the round face, "You want me to find a mine, right?"
The two nodded affirmatively.
"I refuse," Zhang Jing shook his head, "My ability is limited and I dare not delay your important event."
In fact, Zhang Jing was laughing at them in his heart. They were idiots and white wolves with nothing to show for it. Get out of here!
"You came here for the second time to hunt for treasure in the gold mine, right?" The black-bearded Ramon had already investigated Zhang Jing. He had a small reputation and was a treasure hunter with a good reputation.
Zhang Jing nodded and did not deny it.
At this point, Ramon took out his cell phone, opened a picture and handed it to Zhang Jing, "Find the mine and mine the gold. Half of it is you and half of it is our brothers. The things in this picture are for you."
Zhang Jing's eyes were attracted by the picture on his phone, and it turned out to be - a tiger charm?
"Tiger Talisman, my ancestors took it from the Dragon Kingdom more than 130 years ago."
"I want to verify the authenticity," Zhang Jingti asked, feeling very excited but his expression remained unchanged, "and I must first accept the Tiger Fu Talisman as a reward."
"No," the second brother Nuer, who has been silent all the time, refused, "This thing has two halves. I will give you half first, and I will give you the other half after I find the mine."
"Then let's identify it first," Zhang Jingmei said
There is a compromise, "I want to confirm the truth and falsehood, and then we can talk."
The two brothers looked at each other and agreed to identify it first.
However, things are not that easy, because Hufu is in Spain, and one of the two brothers needs to go back and deliver the things to Kanfan Farm, which will take at least three or four days.
Three or four days are enough for Zhang Jing to fill up the mithril space, just right.
Separated from his two brothers, Zhang Jing drove his pickup truck into the hell-like wilderness late at night. After driving about five kilometers, he put the pickup truck into the mithril space under a covered cliff and took out his mountain bike to travel.
Brothers Ramon and Noor watched the positioning signal disappear from the controller, thinking that Zhang Jing was driving too fast or the signal was not good.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Jing even blocked the car, and then the two left.
On the other side, thinking about money, Zhang Jing was not sleepy at all. He held up the headlights of his car and walked in the wilderness like hell. At dawn, he finally found the "ok" hand gesture mountain.
If possible, Zhang Jing would rather dig gold mines for the rest of his life. No, he would rather watch Wandou dig mines for the rest of his life, while he drank tea, barbecued and checked his mobile phone beside him.
Peas' two little eyes looked pitiful, and they would not resist. For three days in a row, they were either digging or resting, without any time for entertainment.
In three days, gold ore filled the mithril space. Zhang Jing did not leave immediately. He wanted to know how much gold reserves there were under his feet.
The mountain is like an "ok" gesture, and the mine is at the deepest point in the crack between the middle finger and the index finger.
Zhang Jing asked Wandou to dig out a new mine between his index finger and little finger. It turned out that the gold ore reserves may be a little more than imagined. Zhang Jing may use this mineral deposit to replicate the wealth miracle of "Game Translation Station Stock" again. .
Not wanting to be intercepted by others, Zhang Jing carefully refilled the mine, making it inaccessible to humans, and then left late at night on the fourth day.
Back in Los Angeles, two brothers Ramon and Noor happened to deliver the tiger charm.
Zhang Jing doesn't know how to distinguish ancient objects, so it's Xu Zehong.
Lao Xu's monthly salary is 6,000 yuan, and he often doesn't work for more than half a year, but as long as he has a job, it is important every time.
Cowshed area canteen.
The two brothers Ramon and Noor spread a piece of flannel cloth on the dining table, inside which lay a metal "tiger"-shaped cultural relic.
It is about 7 or 8 centimeters long, 3 centimeters high and 1.5 centimeters thick. It is in the shape of a crouching tiger, with a high forehead, hanging eyes, slightly open mouth, rolled-up ears, bent limbs and a short tail.
Zhang Jing was excited and urged the fat old man, "Hurry up and test."
Xu Zehong put on his gloves and gently picked up the left half of the tiger charm and put it in front of his eyes to look at it.
"The tiger's belly is engraved with the four-character inscription "East Commander Zuo Yi" and a line of inscription is engraved on its back," Xu Zehong said. "If this is true, it should be a tiger talisman awarded by the Emperor of the Western Han Dynasty to the governor or prefect of East Commandery."
"Left one" means prefect or county governor? Zhang Jing doesn't understand.
Then Xu Zehong picked up the right half of the tiger charm and looked at it, "The groove on the back has three triangular mortise and tenon joints around it. It is slightly damaged and a piece is missing. This is - fake!"
"Huh?" Zhang Jing didn't expect this turn of events.
