As A Trash Collector, I Collected A Imperial Jade Seal - Chapter 575

Chapter 575: A Field of Gold Mines! And Gemstones!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Luo Feng took some time to calm himself down.

He had stumbled upon a gold mine. Now what? How should he handle it? He needed to quickly excavate the ore below to make an assessment.

Ten minutes later, a stone block about one and a half meters in size was unearthed. After prying it open, Luo Feng found little soil inside; the vast majority was rock strata. It was a piece of metamorphosed rock ore.

“Look at this, everyone. Do you recognize it?” Luo Feng chuckled and asked the camera, clearly intending to gauge whether the people in the live stream had discerning eyes.

“Isn’t it just an ordinary rock? What’s so special about it?” a viewer asked.

“Yeah, you’re digging up this thing, and you seem quite happy about it. Could it be something left behind by the ancients?” another added.

“A rock left by the ancients? You’re thinking too much! Might as well say it’s left by PanguO!” someone else joked.

“Could it be a meteorite?”

“Are you stupid? Have you ever seen a meteorite that color? Most meteorites are burnt and definitely black!”

“There’s a bit of gold color; could it be gold ore?” came a speculative voice.

Luo Feng laughed, impressed with the insight. “This thing is called a metamorphosed conglomerate ore. If you don’t know this term, let me put it another way; it is gold ore. The brother in front was right! But I don’t know if you figured it out or just guessed!”

A sudden frenzy stirred in the live streaming room. “Host, have you really found a gold mine?” “My goodness, are you getting rich again?”

“A gold mine? I can’t believe it!”

“Host, stop digging! If you dig further, you’ll get arrested!”

“What are you afraid of? You don’t know that the host has already obtained a permit, do you?”

“Even with a permit, you can’t dig for gold; it’s something for officials only! ” “He said he got a permit, so he has it. Why are you worrying?

“The host will probably have to share the profits, give half to the officials!”

Luo Feng stood up and looked at the mountain range ahead, declaring, “I suspect that this entire area below might contain gold mines!”

What? An entire field? The chat was flooded with questions.

“Are you serious, host? Is this whole area beneath filled with gold mines?”

“He said ‘might contain gold mines,’ so pay attention to his words. It doesn’t mean that it’s all gold mines, but there must be some!”

“Why play word games? Why not just say how much gold ore there is?”

“It’s funny how you think the host can know exactly how much gold ore is down there. Even the most advanced instruments can only estimate, and the actual amount might vary greatly!”

Luo Feng couldn’t do much about some people’s disbelief. The atmosphere in the live stream room had reached its peak. The discovery of a gold mine, no matter where, was incredibly rare. Even if you searched online, you’d rarely find footage of gold mining. Today, the viewers were about to witness it live.

“Does this place having so many gold mines have anything to do with Shen Wansan’s tomb?” someone wondered.

“Ha, there’s a logical error, isn’t there? Unless his descendants got rich, and you say the place they chose was great, that makes sense!” another replied.

With that said, Luo Feng’s team unearthed another piece of ore, even larger, nearly as tall as a person. Luo Feng circled the giant ore, his eyes growing increasingly wild.

“Damn, this is pegmatite!” he exclaimed.

“We’ve hit it big; the host is going to be wealthy!” someone in the chat declared.

Luo Feng’s face revealed an excitement rarely seen. He pointed to the green substance on the rock, and declared, “This is beryl!”

“Beryl? What’s that? Weren’t you saying there was gold ore?” someone questioned.

“I checked it out, and it really seems to be beryl!” another confirmed.

“This stuff isn’t cheaper than gold; the Ocean’s Star gem lost in the Titanic was made of beryl!” someone added, realizing the importance.

“If this is indeed a mine, I think the host’s descendants won’t have to worry about money!” another agreed.

“With the amount of money he already has, the host doesn’t have to worry to begin with. He can live leisurely, with plenty of concubines and wine, living a carefree life,” someone fantasized.

“It’s basically certain that this is a mining area!”

“What godly luck! So envious!” the chat continued to buzz.