Galen is the richest man in the town. The reason is very simple. He has a father who is a town elder, and he also has a miscellaneous mine. Although the annual profit from the ore is not much, if you want to live a worry-free life, it is better not to be too simple.
Galen looked Roland up and down, and finally, looking at Falcon's face, he had to say: "Okay, since it's the old man who speaks for you, I will accept this nephew, but I am a very fair person. He can How about I give him as much money as he digs, and I won't take special care of him?"
Falcon chuckled: "No problem."
Then he patted Roland on the shoulder, turned around and left slowly. Galen opened the door of the big stone house, and the smell of green rocks hit his face. This was a large warehouse with a lot of ore, colorful and piled in categories.
Galen took out a mining hoe and a large basket from it, threw it in front of Roland and said, "These are your tools, go into the hole and dig... By the way, I have to remember your name." "
Galen picked up the quill, took out a pen from the desk drawer, and carefully opened it: "Tell me, and tell me your age."
"Roland, seventeen years old."
In real life, Roland is already twenty-four years old, but the character in the game is set to be seventeen years old, somewhere between a boy and a young man, so he can only report this way. After all, he is now tender-faced, even if he is reported to be twenty-four years old, The other side won't believe it either.
Galen wrote his name in the notebook. Roland looked at it secretly and found that the characters in this world were hieroglyphics and the fonts were a little slanted. He didn't know whether the characters themselves were like this or whether it was caused by Galen's personal writing style.
Then Galen waved to Roland, who picked up the mining hoe and the large basket and walked into the mine.
The opening of the hole is very large. After all, the mine needs to be ventilated. This is a normal practice. On the rock wall of the mine, an oil lamp was hung every few dozen meters. The rock wall was so wet that when you touched it with your hands, your hands were filled with water.
Roland dragged the basket forward. There were potholes under his feet and gravel everywhere. After walking for a few minutes, he finally heard the banging sound in front of him. After walking for a while, he saw seven people at the end of the mine. Eight people were scattered in all directions of the mine, sweating profusely.
This is the real mining area. The space inside is quite wide. There is a rock top that is more than ten meters high. The distance between the left and right sides is about thirty meters. The view is very dim. Although there are oil lamps hung on the surrounding rock walls, But it's still hard to see clearly in the distance.
Roland jumped down from the high platform and made a noise. Someone noticed him, but he quickly continued his mining business. For miners, time is money, this is true.
After carefully observing the surrounding environment, Roland walked to a place where no one was around, put down the basket, watched the other diggers' hoe swings, and then imitated them in a decent manner.
At noon on the mining day, sweat dripped from the mine soil, and all the copper mined was copper, with a purity of five.
In the tinkling sound, Roland remembered this poem inexplicably. When online games were on the rise, he was still a child under ten years old. He lived frugally and skipped breakfast for a month to save money. I got a monthly pass for the first month of a certain
The first online game that impressed him most was mining. Now, with the world's first virtual online game, he started mining again. He didn't know whether to describe it as reincarnation or fate.
Mining is hard work... very tiring, but players have professional templates. Even for Roland, a caster profession, his physical fitness is much higher than that of ordinary people. When he first swings a hoe, the mining hoe will always hit it. On the hard rock surface, the tip of the hoe would get stuck in the rock crevices, but practice always makes perfect. After half an hour, Roland felt that the strength and timing of his hoe seemed to be better.
A yellow and white stone was dug out. Roland picked it up and looked at it, then shook his head, threw it aside, and continued to hoe. When Galen opened the warehouse earlier, he used the system's built-in camera function to take photos of the ores in the warehouse, so now he can use the system photos in his mind to check whether the ore he dug out is the ore.
Of course, this comparison method is not very accurate, but at least it is much better than guessing on your own.
Another half hour later, other miners had sat down to rest, but Roland was still mining. The other miners gathered together and pointed at him from behind. There was faint laughter. Judging from the sound, they were probably laughing at Roland for exerting so much force and having such thin skin and tender flesh that he would not be able to hold on for long.
Roland ignored them and continued to hoe. Anyway, he didn't feel tired now, so he continued to work hard.
The miners rested for a while, laughed for a while, and then continued digging. An hour later, they were so tired that they gathered together to rest, but Roland was still hoeing. Now they didn't talk about Roland anymore, they just watched from behind in silence.
After resting for a while, they continued mining, but after more than an hour, they were so tired that they gathered together to rest, and Roland was still wielding the hoe.
The group of miners looked at the thin young man in front of them with disbelief. One of them couldn't help it. He walked up to Roland and looked at the stones in his basket, and then at a small hole that had been dug up by Roland. Cut into the hollow of the rock wall, the expression is complicated and difficult to understand.
Roland pried another stone from the rock wall, looked at it, and then threw it into the basket. He smiled at the miners who came to check, then dragged the heavy basket and left the mining area with the mining hoe.
At this time, the effect of knowing the language had disappeared, and Roland was too lazy to communicate with other people.
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 that it was boring.
After dragging the basket out of the mine, it took Roland's eyes a while to adjust to the dazzling sunlight outside. Then he dragged the basket to Galen, lifted the basket with both hands, and placed it heavily on the other person's table.
The basket was so heavy that it almost crushed the table. Galen was startled and woke up from his nap. He glanced at the basket blocking his view, turned sideways and saw Roland, and said something in surprise.
But Roland couldn't understand it anymore. He heard Galen murmuring and could only shrug helplessly: "Sorry, the statute of limitations for knowing the language has passed."
Galen was stunned for a moment. He couldn't understand what the other party was saying, but he was a businessman after all. He traveled all over the country and knew what was going on.
He wanted to say something else, but then he had no choice but to remove the basket by himself, and began to sort the stones in the basket, throwing away the useless ones, and then divided them into three piles according to quality. Finally, he counted them and took them from his pocket. He took out twenty-eight copper coins and placed them on the table.
Roland picked it up, turned around and left without counting.