Even Fan Yang didn't expect that gold would appear so soon.

And looking at the quality of this gold grain, there is no need to refine it at all, at least more than 90% pure gold.

"So what do you think? How hard is it going to be? Don't look at who is looking for the pit. ”

Indeed, it is easier said than done.

Even Zhao Guangming went deep into Tibetan areas for several months before discovering this section of the river.

In addition to the two gold grains, the water slide was covered with a thin layer of golden sand, the size of a needle, but it was already clearly visible in the sunlight.

Zhao Guangming used a flat shovel to carefully scrape twice on the water slide trough, and got two lumps of silt, the size of a ping pong ball.

This is the original sand, black and swarthy, with a little yellow golden light on it.

There are still many impurities in these raw sands, and there are also many iron sand and silver sand, which have to be heated by a coal furnace to remove the impurities inside.

Next, Zhao Guangming asked Fan Yang to shovel a few more buckets of sand, go down to the river to swing out the original sand, and repeat the steps in the water slide.

The three of them were busy for a long time, and they got a lump of mud the size of a coconut.

Set up a coal furnace, put a crucible, put the lump of silt into the crucible, and then use borax to slag iron and minerals to obtain gold nuggets of varying gold content.

Fan Yang and the two of them picked up firewood, Zhao Guangming took the fire, put in the borax from time to time, and while stirring, he fished out the iron slag and threw it aside.

Slowly, the lump of sludge seemed to have been refined, turning into red molten iron, and as the iron slag was continuously fished out, the red molten iron became more and more pure, and the color became darker and darker.

In the end, it turned red.

Seeing that the heat was almost over, Zhao Guangming lifted the crucible down and let it cool down naturally.

Pushing the crucible to the ground, he knocked it lightly, and a metal block as large as the bottom of a bowl came out of the crucible.

After being cold in the water for a while, Zhao Guangming put a pad in his hand and threw it to Fan Yang.

Fan Yang took it, and it was only the size of an Oreo cookie, a thin layer.

Missing a door, the eyes are all green: "It's as simple as that, this is gold?"

"No, do you see that there is still white down here? The silver is still in it, look at the fineness, there is more silver, it is worthless, and you have to add mercury and refine it again when you go back, and the remaining half is less than gold." ”

"Hehe, my brother's craftsmanship is really eye-opening, so how many do you estimate you can refine?" Fan Yang asked.

"Twenty or thirty grams. ”

Fan Yang was also eye-opening, looking at Zhao Guangming's appearance, he hadn't used all his strength, and at the same time, he was extremely surprised, why is the gold content of this section of the river so high?

This time, I am afraid that the harvest will be so big that it is beyond the imagination of the two.

But he didn't know that this was the craft of the gold seeker.

Ordinary people, even if they pass by this way, it is impossible to know that there is gold buried underneath.

"What are you doing, dig it up. ”

Next, Fan Yang and the lack of a door were miserable.

After digging out the first piece of gold, Zhao Guangming relied on the old man and sold the old, sat on the shore to smoke, boiled water, made tea, crossed Erlang's legs, and watched the two dig.

The sand dug out, Zhao Guangming let it be piled aside.

"Deep enough, isn't it?" Fan Yang wiped the sweat from his head.

He had never done such heavy physical work in his two lives.

At this time, a large pit three meters wide and more than two meters deep had been dug.

The further down it goes, the more difficult it is to dig, and the proportion of soil has increased.

"Not enough, not enough, keep digging. ”

"Isn't it, brother, the further down this goes, the harder it becomes, and you still dig?"

"Dig, keep digging, dig as deep as you can. ”

When Fan Yang saw it, it was already almost three meters deep.

The two shovels were almost out of the pit.

Zhao Guangming saw that the two of them were tired enough, so he said: "Then forget it today, come back tomorrow, and dig two or three meters down." ”

"Dig two or three meters, brother, are you kidding me?"

You must know that digging a pit is such a thing, the further you dig, the more you dig it, it means that the top will also expand, because this is a quicksand land, and the pit dug is triangular downward.

Every time one meter is dug deep, the workload is expanded several times or dozens of times.

There must be some reinforcement involved.

Where is this done by people?

Zhao Guangming continued: "The deeper you dig, the more gold you have, and what you dig out today is a fart, and if you dig it down, the harvest can be several times that of this." ”

Urging the two to keep digging.

But after a while, I heard a wild barking of dogs.

As soon as I heard it, it was the cry of the black mastiff.

There was also a slightly whispered barking of dogs.

"Oh no, something's wrong, quick, go back and see. ”

"What's wrong?"

The black mastiff has a calm personality and is an adult mastiff, as long as it does not invade its territory, it will never bark like this.

A few people ran back, and from a distance, they saw that not far from the shed, under a tree with two sheep tied, two Tibetan mastiffs, one large and one small, were guarding in front of the sheep, roaring at a place on the hillside.

But he didn't rush forward.

"Wolves?"

"Wolves?"

I heard that it was a wolf, and my face was full of horror.

Fan Yang was also a little apprehensive.

But looking at Zhao Guangming, he didn't seem to be afraid at all, and sped up and ran towards the position of the Tibetan mastiff.

Both Tibetan mastiffs were still barking towards the hillside.

The three of them looked up the hillside, and saw a wolf standing on top of a rock, half-sideways, with grayish-brown fur, about the size of a pastoral dog.

If you don't pay attention, it's like a dog.

But the difference is still obvious, it is very calm, just standing, looking at the Tibetan mastiff, neither coming down nor running away.

A few hundred meters away, even if they saw the three of them, they only took two steps back, and they had no intention of escaping.

"Dog Stuff ......"

Zhao Guangming held a shovel in his hand, copied his hand, and knocked the shovel in his hand with two shovels.

The sound of metal colliding sounded intensively.

When the wolf heard this, he was immediately startled, his hind legs fell down, and in a blink of an eye, like a dog that had been blown up by a firecracker, he turned his head and ran away.

It stood on a hillside, jumped off a rock, and ran down the woods to the mountain.

After a while, a wolf sprang out from behind a stone on the right, and there was an ambush beside it.

I also ran down the hill.

When the second wolf appeared, the black mastiff roared twice, took the small one with iron, jumped forward, and chased out.

But it chased very skillfully, while chasing, barking wildly, the wolf was very fast, the black mastiff chased for a while, and could not see the shadow of the wolf, so it turned back.

When Zhao Guangming talked about dogs, he had to tremble, but when it came to wolves, he didn't look afraid at all, he drove up with a shovel, and actually asked the black mastiff: "Dog, what's going on?"

The black mastiff naturally couldn't answer him, so he turned back to a lazy appearance, and ran to the front of the shed and lay down.

"Are those two wolves?" asked the missing one.

In the past, I was afraid of wolves, but in reality, it was not as scary as I imagined.

The main thing is too far away, and the experience is not very profound.