Alaska Gold Rush Diary

"Impossible, you must be mistaken!"

Slant shouted, not buying Iliad's judgment.

Iliad frowned slightly: "I've dealt with your father for many years, and he's never doubted my professionalism in the slightest. In my eyes, the difference between real gold and fake gold is like the difference between a snow crab and a trout—it's absolutely impossible for him to be wrong!"

Slant snorted and said, "Who knows if you and this guy were in cahoots to cheat people?"

Upon hearing this, Iliad turned pale with anger.

"My integrity is evident to all in Salza; everyone here can vouch for me. And I would never ruin my reputation for such a ridiculous reason."

Several people in the crowd immediately chimed in.

"Mr. Iliad is right, his character is absolutely trustworthy."

"Yes, even if he pointed to something that looked like wood and said it was gold, I would absolutely choose to believe him!"

"Slant, you're an adult now. You should act like a gentleman and keep your promise to buy the gold from Xin, instead of arguing here."

"That's right, and with the gold market so good right now, you won't lose anything at all."

Everyone chimed in, siding with Zhou Xin.

Unfortunately, although Zhou Xin wasn't exactly a popular person, Slant's character was really questionable, and apart from some gold-digging women, almost no one liked him.

Slant's face flushed red and then turned pale as he was being talked to, and he gradually lost his composure.

After a long while, he gritted his teeth and whispered, "Find a scale!"

There was an electronic scale in the bar, and a waiter immediately went to bring it over.

In front of everyone, the waiter verified the accuracy of the scale.

Since this scale is not an ounce scale specifically for weighing gold, it can only weigh in grams at this time.

After a series of operations, everyone fell silent as they looked at the reading displayed on the scale.

4876.5g!

After a brief silence, the crowd erupted in cheers once more.

Bemon pulled out his phone, did the calculations, excitedly patted Zhou Xin on the shoulder, and shouted, "156.8 ounces! It couldn't be more accurate!"

After weighing the gold and putting it into a jar, Zhou Xin pushed it in front of Slant and smiled, "The price of gold is rising every day these days. If you leave it for a few months, you might make a lot of money."

He was eager to liquidate the gold, so he didn't want to provoke Slant any further, lest something else go wrong.

Although Slant was still very unwilling, with so many people watching, he knew he couldn't refuse anymore.

Seeing him start to take out his phone, Bei Meng said from the side, "I've calculated it again for you, it is indeed more than 35."

Slant glared at Bemon, his face turning ashen as he proceeded with the transfer.

During this process, Iliad hesitated to speak, clearly thinking about the issue of gold purity.

As a gold expert, he naturally knew that the purity of gold found in gold panning wouldn't be very high.

But he didn't say anything in the end, after all, Slant hadn't given him a friendly look earlier.

Looking at the huge sum of 35 yuan that had appeared in his PayPal account, Zhou Xin breathed a sigh of relief and finally felt at ease.

The money was in his account, so there was no need to worry about anything anymore. He said with a smile, "Don't forget to treat everyone to drinks!"

Slant's face darkened further, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Hmph! I don't even care about such a small amount of money."

After saying that, he waved to the bartender, indicating that everyone present should have a drink.

The crowd cheered, some thanking Slant, but most expressing their gratitude to Zhou Xin.

After all, Zhou Xin had secured this free drink for them.

Although the incident was over, everyone was still in high spirits, discussing the exciting scene that had just unfolded, as it had been a long time since anything so interesting had happened in this small town.

Bemon and Creek, who were close to Zhou Xin, surrounded him and asked him curiously how he had found so much gold.

Zhou Xin recounted his gold panning experience in detail, naturally concealing the fact that he had awakened his "smell of gold." He only said that he suspected there was gold there based on his intuition, and after panning, he indeed found a great harvest.

In this way, it all comes down to being incredibly lucky.

Bemon and Creek were filled with envy, never expecting Zhou Xin to have such good luck.

……

Since Bei Meng and Zhou Xin lived not far apart, they naturally walked together after leaving the bar.

This put Zhou Xin, who was carrying a huge sum of money, at ease. After all, although this was a beautiful polar frontier, it was also the land of America where everyone could be free every day.

The two walked and talked, and then Bemon suddenly became hesitant in his speech.

"Well... Xin, although it's hard to say, I... I still want to ask you for help."

Hearing the hidden meaning in his words, Zhou Xin immediately guessed what it was.

Although the two had a good relationship, Zhou Xin had been working in society for many years and knew a certain principle.

Be cautious when lending money.

Often, as long as money isn't involved, friendships between people can be very strong and pure.

However, once money is involved, years of friendship can be lost in a single day.

However, he decided to listen to what Bemon had to say first.

"Don't mention it, my friend. How can I help you?"

Bemon rubbed his hands together, hesitated for a long while, and then asked, "Have you heard about the new gold mine that opened in Mount Kaz recently?"

Zhou Xin nodded: "It seems like none of you are optimistic about this mine."

"That's right. Anyone who has lived here for a long time knows how difficult it is to get rich by panning for gold here. That's why we advised you against it in the first place."

Bemon smiled and shook his head, then continued, "But we seem to have forgotten that this is a land of miracles where countless legends have been born, and you are the new legend."

Zhou Xin shook his head: "I was just lucky."

A complex expression appeared on Bemon's face as he said, "If you want to strike it rich here, luck is crucial, and not everyone has luck."

"The gold rush team in Mount Katz obviously doesn't have this kind of thing."

Zhou Xin gleaned some information: "Do you know anyone in this gold-mining team?"

Bemon nodded: "That's right. It's just a pity that I only found out after he failed and went bankrupt. Otherwise, I would have definitely tried my best to dissuade him."

Zhou Xin remained silent, listening as Bei Meng continued her story.

"His name is Edward, and he's my younger brother."

Then, Bemon explained the whole story.

Edward had a master's degree in mechanical engineering and originally had a very stable and respectable job.

But later, for some unknown reason, he seemed to have become a different person. He went from being cheerful, optimistic, and ambitious to being very negative and depressed, and he was even absent-minded at work.

Not long after, he lost his job, which made him even more negative and decadent. He locked himself in his room every day and lived a muddled life.

No matter how much Bemon asked him what had happened, he wouldn't say, and he completely ignored Bemon's attempts to comfort him.

Later, in a fit of anger, Bemon decided to stop caring about him, and the two did not contact each other for a long time.