Sitting in the camp, retracting my thoughts.

The sun has set westward as time passes.

Xie Jin looked at the sunset hanging in the sky and put away the canvas bag containing golden sand in his hand.

Then he turned around and walked into the tent, opened his backpack, and took out the food and tools he had prepared.

Begin to prepare for making a fire and make rice.

Take out the camping rack and set it on a pan.

Walk into the nearby bushes and chop two dry firewood.

Take out the magnesium stick and light the campfire, and take out the food you had prepared long ago.

Two pieces of marinated bacon and a can of open cucumbers with sauce, and some dried toast bread, this is his supper.

It is also all the food types he has stored.

In the wild, tell the truth.

Xie Jin was already very satisfied with having such food.

Drive the bonfire, throw down the butter, wait for the bacon to be cooked, sprinkle the shredded and fry the yellow.

Looking at the bonfire, Xie Jin fell into a loss of mind again.

Jinsha has been found, and everything is as expected. The sand and gold deposit in this ancient river mine should be right in front of him.

That is, the ancient riverbed route he searched for along the way.

If nothing unexpected happens, the source of this sand gold mine is a vein that was washed away by rivers due to geological changes in ancient times.

In the end, countless golden sands flow into the river channel and deposited in the river channel.

It should be not far from him.

What he needs to do next is basically to find the gold vein that has not been mined or discovered.

Then find a way to accumulate enough capital and spend a lot of money to quietly take down the mining rights in this area in front of you.

Finally, completely change your current predicament.

...

I was thinking about how to quietly accumulate capital in the future and take down the sand and gold deposit in front of me.

There are also predictable real gold mines.

After Xie Jin finished the meal, he quickly put his clothes on his clothes and lay in his sleeping bag and fell asleep.

The next day, Xie Jin, who had a good night of dreams, got up refreshed, cleaned up the campfire, and prepared breakfast.

Afterwards, he was not in a hurry to mine the important and iconic sand mine in front of him.

Instead, he set out on the road again and began to follow the ancient river channel to find the possible location of real gold mines.

Three days later, after many obstacles.

Xie Jin came far away to a broken cliff.

Then, as he walked into the ancient river convergence place under the cliff, he turned to a corner of the river he entered.

A golden color with endless eyes instantly appeared in front of him, leaving him still in place, his face full of shock and disbelief.

"Marefak...my god...this gold mine..."

...

After more than ten days, it took more than a month to enter the mountains.

Xie Jin, who was almost about to become a savage, finally walked out of the wilderness.

And when he saw the road, he came to his temporary residence.

It was another four or five days when it was a small town outside the Sierra Nevada because of the inland sand gold mine.

Carrying his luggage, he walked into the town.

The sparse flow of people and loess dust along the way describes the remoteness and desolation of the small town in front of you.

Walk to the town's tavern and hotel, which is also the only entertainment venue.

Xie Jin raised his footsteps, pushed open the wooden door, and walked into the hut.

"Squeak~" sound.

The old half-sided wooden door made a toothache sound.

It also attracted the attention and attention of more than a dozen people in the tavern.

And when their eyes stopped for a moment, they turned around and saw Xie Jin, who was covered in disheveled faces.

In an instant, the gold diggers who came here either decadent or with all kinds of fantasies all showed intriguing smiles on their faces.

And a few of them saw Xie Jin.

He even spoke to him in a tone that seemed caring but actually mocking and fooling.

"Oh, let's see who's back?

Our Chinese boy, Stan Xie.

I originally thought you had left this and returned to your big city.

After all, you have disappeared for more than a month.

But unexpectedly, you will appear again in this way.

Wow, let me guess, Stan, have you gone to gold for more than a month?

Oh, thank goodness, you were able to come back alive and not die in the wilderness.

What about the harvest? Let me guess again?

Is it enough to pay for your hotel money for a day?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

The laughter echoed in the tavern with the words.

Along with ridicule, a series of noises appeared in the tavern.

Listening to the noise in his ears and all kinds of noisy echoes, Xie Jin's face was expressionless.

As a low-level white man, as a small place in the countryside.

Xie Jin will never have any kindness or expectations for any of the lower-class white people here.

They are always racists, red-necked and sturdy.

This is how they are born to communicate with others.

Especially in bars and gold diggers where people gather together.

Never have any expectations or fantasies about their qualities and standards.

I thought they were of the same race as those well-dressed white people in big cities.

They just rely on this and alcohol to numb their nerves and have some fun.

In the Bald Eagle Country, the gap between many states and between cities and villages is so obvious.

It's like two completely different worlds, and maybe even the countryside of a central state, compared to places like Los Angeles.

It is as exaggerated as the gap between the Middle Ages and modern Africa.

It's so realistic and ironic. The quality of the richest countries, some of the citizens, is even worse than that of the refugees in many Middle Eastern countries.

This shows how serious the two-level differentiation in this country is.

And if this is the case, coupled with their speechless quality education semi-literates.

That situation cannot be crazy.

Of course, the bald eagle is an elite diversified country that relies on blood transfusions all over the world, but the top and bottom are not on the same level.

And naturally, there is only one way to gain the respect and recognition of these low-level white people.

That is to fight back with a tough shot and tell them that you are not easy to mess with, but a real tough guy.

Only in this way can they show you the qualities and respect you deserve, and learn to speak softly and be a human being.

"Mom, shut up Bowman!

And you, damn Marcos!

Do you want to try with me whose fist is harder?

Or did I not come back for a month, so I made you forget who I am?

Maybe I should send you to the hospital to make your damn minds recall, who is Stan Xie?!!

How about it? Do you want to give it a try?

If you are not a coward, stand up for me and come over to have a showdown between men and men with me.

Otherwise, drag your body, which is filled with horse urine, sit there honestly, and be your soft-boys.

You two fools who are brainless and can only drink!

I am really sad for your mother, how could you give birth to you two brainless garbage?

I sincerely greet you both mothers…”

He raised his middle finger and roared at the two middle-aged men with fierce looks.

“…”

As Xie Jin finished speaking, the entire tavern fell into silence in an instant.
Chapter completed!