Galen is the richest man in the town, for the simple reason that he has a father who is the mayor of the town, and a miscellaneous mine, although the annual profit from the ore is not much, but it is not too simple to live a worry-free life.

Galen looked Roland up and down, and finally looked at Falken's face, so he had to say: "Okay, since it is the old man who makes your speech, then I will accept this eldest nephew, but I am a very fair person, I will give as much money as he can dig, and I will not take special care of him, how about it?" ”

Falken chuckled, "No problem."

Then he patted Roland on the shoulder, turned and slowly left. Galen opened the door of the big stone house, and a smell of rock came to his face, this is a large warehouse, which contains a lot of ores, colorful and sorted.

Galen took out a hoe and a large basket from it, threw it at Roland, and said, "This is your tool, go into the hole and dig...... By the way, I'll have to remember your name. ”

Galen picked up the quill pen, took out a pen from the drawer of the table, and carefully opened it: "Say, tell me your age again." ”

"Roland, seventeen."

In reality, Roland is twenty-two years old, but the setting of the game character is seventeen years old, between teenagers and young people, so he can only report it like this, after all, he is now tender, even if he reports that he is twenty-two years old, the other side will not believe it.

Galen wrote his name in the notebook, Roland secretly looked at it, and found that the text in this world was pictographic, and the font was a little slanted, and he didn't know if the text itself was like this, or it was caused by Galen's personal writing style.

Galen then waved at Roland, who took the hoe and basket and walked into the mine.

The entrance to the cave is very large, after all, the mine needs to be ventilated, which is a normal practice. On the rock wall of the cave, every few tens of meters, there is an oil lamp, the rock wall is very wet, and when you touch it, your hands are full of water.

Roland dragged the basket forward, the soles of his feet were full of potholes, there were gravel everywhere, and after walking for a few minutes, he finally heard the sound of knocking in front of him, and after walking for a while, he saw that at the end of the mine, there were seven or eight people, scattered in all directions of the mine, sweating like rain.

This is the real mining area, the space inside is quite wide, above is more than ten meters high rock top, the distance between the left and right, about 30 meters, the line of sight is very dim, although the surrounding rock walls are hung with oil lamps, but it is still difficult to see the distance.

Roland jumped off the platform and made a noise, and someone noticed him, but soon continued his mining career. For miners, there's nothing wrong with time being money.

After carefully observing the surrounding environment, Roland walked to a place where no one was around, put down the basket, and watched the hoe swinging posture of the other miners, and learned it in style.

On the afternoon of the mining day, the sweat drips the cave soil, and all the digging is copper, and the purity is five.

In the jingling sound, Roland remembered this poem inexplicably, when online games were emerging, he was still a child under the age of ten, saving frugality, skipping breakfast for a month, only to save the first month of a certain X odd online game, and then take two hours to mine in the hole every day, and then exchange the game currency for a monthly card, which reluctantly played the game.

In the first online game, he was most impressed by mining, and now in the world's first virtual online game, he started mining again, and he didn't know whether to describe it as reincarnation or fate.

Mining is hard work...... It's very tiring, but the player has a professional template, even if it is a spellcaster profession like Roland, his physical fitness is much higher than that of ordinary people, when he first swings the hoe, the mine hoe will always hit the surface of the hard rock, or the tip of the hoe will get stuck in the crack of the rock, but practice always makes perfect, after half an hour, Roland feels that the strength and timing of his hoe seem to be better.

A yellow-and-white stone was dug out, and Roland picked it up and looked at it, then shook his head, tossed it aside, and continued to swing his hoe. When Galen opened the warehouse earlier, he used the system's built-in photo function to take a picture of the ore in the warehouse, so now he can use the system photo in his mind to check whether the ore he dug out is not.

Of course, this comparison method is not very accurate, but at least it is much better than fooling around.

After another half hour, the other miners had already sat down to rest, and Roland was still mining. The other miners gathered together, pointing at him behind his back, and there was a faint sound of laughter, listening to the voice, it was probably laughing at Roland's hard work, and he grew thin skin and tender meat, and he would definitely not last long.

Roland ignored them and continued to swing his hoe, anyway, now that he didn't feel tired, he continued to work hard.

The miners rested and laughed for a while, then resumed digging, and an hour later they were tired and resting together, while Roland was still wielding his hoe. Now they didn't talk about Roland anymore, just watched in silence.

After resting for a while, they continued to mine, but after more than an hour, they were so tired that they gathered together to rest, and Roland was still swinging his hoe.

The group of miners looked at the thin young man in front of them with incredulous eyes, and one of them couldn't help it, walked up to Roland, looked at the stones in his basket, and then looked at a small section of the rock wall that had been dug by Roland, with a complicated expression.

Roland pried another stone from the rock wall, looked at it, threw it into the basket, smiled at the miners who came to inspect it, and then dragged the heavy basket and left the mine with the hoe.

At this point, the effect of language proficiency has disappeared, and Roland is too lazy to communicate with others.

A group of miners watched him walk away, and then looked at the ore in their basket, which was only about half a basket, and suddenly felt bored.

Dragging the basket out of the mine, the glare of the sunlight outside made Roland's eyes adjust for a while. Then he dragged the basket to Galen, and lifted the basket with both hands and put it heavily on the other party's table.

The basket was so heavy that it almost crushed the table. Galen was startled and woke up from his slumber, he glanced at the basket that blocked his view, and then turned sideways to see that it was Roland, and said something in surprise.

It's just that Roland couldn't understand it anymore, and when he heard Galen muttering a string of words, he could only shrug helplessly: "Sorry, the time limit for knowing the language has passed." ”

Galen was stunned for a moment, he couldn't understand what the other party was saying, but after all, he was a businessman, and he knew what was going on.

He wanted to say something, but then he reluctantly removed the basket himself, and began to sort the stones in the basket, and threw aside the useless ones, and then divided them into three piles, and finally he counted them, and took twenty-eight copper coins from his pocket and put them on the table.

Roland picked it up, didn't count it, turned around and left.