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"Mr. Jiang, what is written here?" Deng Jian stepped forward.
The journey to the west is very hard.
Deng Jian wanted to cry.
¡°I used to be a slave in the Fang family. Although the young master always disliked me, at least it was comfortable there. But when I came here, Deng Jian became darker and thinner.
Along the way, I wanted to cry, and then I cried again, with tears streaming down my face. But when the tears dried up, I realized that it was meaningless, because I still had to rush on the road to be driven. So, I wiped away my tears, and the dusty road rolled in. , covered with stars and moon, with snow on his head and a cloak, he couldn't bear the cold, but he still felt used to it.
Jiang Chen smiled slightly: "Nothing, just some inscriptions. What is recorded in them are all old things."
Deng Jian said with emotion: "I see those great masters who have made great achievements will build stone monuments and carve inscriptions to record their achievements. The young master is such an amazing person. He already has three stone monuments. I think he will be able to do it all his life." There are seven.¡±
Jiang Chen avoided talking about these issues.
Because these inscriptions do record achievements, but these achievements are like smoke in the past. Except for myself, I saw this great victory here. Therefore, the Ming army stationed and stayed here, and established a Pinglu Guard here. , what¡¯s left? It's just yellow sand everywhere.
"Tomorrow we will go into the mountains."
"Oh." Deng Jian nodded.
Jiang Chen stared at Deng Jian: "It will be very hard, you have to be prepared."
"Oh." Deng Jian nodded again.
That night, Deng Jian cried and hid in his tent, crying again.
He really doesn't want to come here. Although the young master treats him badly, his life is very good. He still has to marry a wife and have a baby. Why did he come here? It's so cold here. It was cold, there was no human habitation, and God knew if he would encounter Tatars. He whimpered and kept sobbing. It seemed that the young master didn't want him anymore, but he couldn't do anything except take care of the young master.
He was secretly sad, crying, crying, with tears on his face, wrapped himself in a quilt and fell asleep.
Go up the mountain the next day.
The mountains here are different from the mountains in Guan Nei. They are bare, the snow has stopped, but they are muddy and wet. There are almost no tall trees on them. At most, they are just some shrubs. This rolling mountain has almost no end.
"The location marked by Fang Jifan is very general. It is not easy to find the mineral veins.
Some coal mine workers cleared the way. They were very experienced in digging rocks and had prepared pickaxes for a long time. They could walk freely on the mountain.
The mountain is rocky, and the snow on the mountainside has begun to increase. Such an aimless search is really like finding a needle in a haystack.
But since the captain has orders, no one dares to be idle. They have traveled thousands of miles and there is no reason to return empty-handed. As a result, everyone dispersed in groups of three or five, trying to excavate from one hilltop to another.
Jiang Chen asked people to build a simple camp in the mountains. During the day, everyone took dry food and went out separately. Everyone took a compass and marked the location of the camp, and then collected rocks from nearby places.
After more than half a month, almost everyone was exhausted.
The dry food I brought has almost been eaten.
"But Jiang Chen was unwilling to accept it. He set off every day and returned at night, day after day.
For him, exploration is boring, but as long as his mentor says there is a vein of minerals here, he must find it, because he is Fang Jifan's disciple, and Fang Jifan's disciple will never return empty-handed.
He asked people to go down the mountain to purchase food in Lanzhou City, a hundred miles away, but the people who went there never came back, so he had to go there in person. Along the way, he saw the person he had sent out before. This person was originally The few guides he hired had all their clothes taken off. His horses and money and food were all missing. He was hanging under a bare tree, freezing to death. .
There are Tatars
Jiang Chen was not surprised. He put the man down from the tree, dug a pit, buried him, and marked the man. He stared at the stick stuck on the tomb and stood there for a long time. Then he got on his horse and left the dust. go.
More than a month later, the people in the camp have almost exhausted all their energy. The snow is getting heavier and heavier. The nearby mountains have all turned into snow-capped mountains. People have become more and more silent. Yesterday , one person slipped and fell down the mountain.
Deng Jian¡¯s tears have dried up again. He even dreams of going back to the customs.
&nbsThere is not much energy left.
But here there are so many golden sands here. For tens of thousands of years, no one has discovered the huge value of this lake.
And this is a lake. Perhaps this was once a river, and eventually a lake was formed due to changes in terrain. It contains so much gold sand, so it is very likely that there must be gold veins in the upper reaches.
Deng Jian seemed to be going crazy, holding on to the Jinsha tightly and arrived at the camp. Except for the people who stayed behind, the rest of the people in the camp had long since disappeared.
Deng Jian yelled crazily: "Quick, raise the smoke, hurry up, call back all the people nearby, I found it, I found gold, haha it's gold!"
Suddenly, the few people who had stayed here to cook came up one after another. People surrounded Deng Jian. Deng Jian proudly showed the gold sands from the palm of his hand. Two gold sands were exposed in front of everyone.
Make a fortune!
People cheered and jumped.
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