Chapter 1547: Gold Rush Site

It took more than an hour for the car to arrive at the mine that Jones said. Xiao Peng and Emilia were choking on the plane.
After getting off the plane, Xiao Peng could see the whole gold mine.
There are a lot of large machinery, vehicles and two small planes parked here by a stream, and there are several container houses next to it. A huge pit of more than ten meters deep has been dug on the ground.
But it didn't look like the roar of the machine as imagined. Now several people are gathering in front of a machine.
"What happened?" Jones asked loudly, opening the car door.
No one answered, but a young man in a cowboy hat answered his question: "Damn it! The generator is broken!"
"What?" Jones widened his eyes: "Hurry up and fix it!"
"Burger is drinking tea!" said the young man in a cowboy hat.
After hearing this, Jones angrily said: "This Englishman!"
Xiao Peng just helped Emilia get off the plane, Jones explained to them: "Our mechanic is Hommer, and his wife has a child to accompany him, so we hired a British mechanic, this it Drink tea at this time of the day, and he will not care about what happens."
Xiao Peng laughed "pouch" after hearing this. This Englishman must be a ‘gentleman’ no matter where he goes, and the same is true of being a mechanic. For them, the best way to remain a gentleman is to drink tea.
Even now, there are electric kettles for making tea in British tanks, so that tank soldiers can drink tea. There was even such an incident a few days ago: a British civil aviation plane flew back into the sky not long after. The reason is that there is no hot water on the plane and tea cannot be made. . . . . .
I really don't know what the structure of the brain circuit of the corrupt people looks like.
"Okay, you guys can't understand it. Why don't you eat first, Jeff, hurry up and help me move the fish!" Jones said.
The young man in a cowboy hat sighed, "I really eat fish now... Huh? Jones, who are these two?"
After hearing what he said, everyone else looked back. There are men and women in it. The older ones are in their 50s and 60s, and the younger ones are in their teens. Everyone's dress is surprisingly consistent: jeans, boots, hoodies.
Jones said: "The friends who came to our town just now to cheer on, I invited them to see our work. To tell you the truth, the grilled fish he makes is amazing! I never thought that salmon could be so delicious. By the way, you go get two dozen eggs! Fish roe has a better way to eat too."
Xiao Peng said speechlessly: "You really took me as a chef!"
Jones laughed: "Aren’t we friends? Amanda, Jennifer, come over and say hello to our new friends. Xiao, Emilia, these are my two daughters, this is Amanda, this is Jennifer."
Xiao Peng and the two greeted them and asked Jones, "Aren't they thirteen or fourteen years old? Aren't they going to school? Isn't it too dangerous here?"
After hearing this, Jones shook his head and said: "Don't underestimate my two daughters, they are both first-class excavator drivers."
Xiao Peng looked at the two childish little girls, I went, it really couldn't be seen. Have you studied in Lan Xiang?
Jones went on to say: "They also receive education, but the summer is so short. We need manpower at this time, so they come to help. After all, making money is more important, isn't it? How to support the family without making money? How to buy them beautiful clothes?"
Xiao Peng didn't know how to answer after hearing this. Uh, this is the Alaska version of the theory of "reading is useless"?
Jones took out the grilled fish he had put in the cab: "Everyone, come and taste the salmon made by Chinese people. It's really delicious! Amanda, Jennifer, you can try it all."
Xiao Peng stopped him from tearing the meat from the fish: "Heat the stone slab, and it will taste delicious."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Jones nodded hurriedly, set up the slate in a hurry, and baked it there.
This process was a bit boring, Xiao Peng walked to the generator curiously. The generator used here is not a small generator, but the size of a minivan. There are also wheels underneath that can be dragged around.
"Why did the generator stop when it broke?" Xiao Peng asked curiously.
Jones explained: "The core of the entire construction site is the generator. Without it, the pump won't work. How can we pan for gold?"
Xiao Peng noticed that they were talking about ‘gold digging’ instead of mining. He had seen gold mines in the Sakha Republic, but he had never seen gold digging. He was also curious to see how the gold was panned, so he stretched his head to observe the generator.
"Will you fix this?" Jones asked curiously.
Xiao Peng said without looking back, "I'll take a look first."
He paid attention to the generator. It was still working, but it only emitted thick smoke and did not generate electricity. He carefully observed that all the fuel injectors were open, but the machine just couldn't start.
Xiao Peng carefully observed it, and it was strange that everything was normal. What was the problem there?
He just wanted to give up, suddenly as if remembering something, he opened the loose leaf under the generator operation panel.
The problem really lies here! The throttle of the generator is malfunctioning. As long as the generator is energized, the throttle will jump up and down. Although the beating frequency is not large, it cannot be fixed at all, which causes the generator to malfunction.
He just wanted to tell Jones where they were having the problem. A man in a jacket came over: "Damn! You laymen, don’t mess around, make me maintenance difficult! You laymen, all go away. Don't let me say it a second time!"
Xiao Peng didn't even need to look at it, he knew it was Bourg the mechanic.
He originally wanted to tell him where the generator was malfunctioning, but seeing his attitude, Xiao Peng decided: Don't say it, love someone.
"Jones, where's the eggs? Where's the fresh water? Let's get something to eat quickly." Xiao Peng greeted Jones.
Jones glanced at Bourg, shook his head, and pushed his two daughters to see Xiao Peng making grilled fish and steamed egg roe.
The big slate is still used for grilling fish, but the steamed egg is not needed. Jones has a kitchen in their container house. This is more convenient.
Jones also brought out beer to entertain Xiao Peng, which is very rare. After all, these people don't drink alcohol when they work.
Xiao Peng also knew these people.
Like the young man named Jeff wearing a cowboy hat, he turned out to be a big landlord. A large area of ​​land here is his inheritance.
They have a unique distribution method here: if the gold scoured every hour is more than one ounce, they are given 15% of Jeff’s total income; if it is less than one ounce, they are given 10% of his total income. The investment ratio of each family is allocated.
The land here is permafrost, so it is impossible to pan for gold in winter, and you can only wait until the Alaskan summer when the permafrost melts.
They first inserted a lot of hollow pipes into the ground, and then watered them to speed up the melting time of the frozen soil. Then they used excavators to excavate the frozen soil layer, and used huge water cannons to open the frozen soil layer to reveal gold deposits. Then the mud pump was used to pump out the washed sludge before the real gold panning began.
This frozen soil layer is up to fifteen meters thick. This is a slow process. The real gold panning starts when the frozen soil layer is completely excavated. That is, the sand with gold in the lower layer of the frozen soil is used with a forklift. They are dug out and transported to the sieving machine by truck. This sieving machine is far from the common sand filter on the Huaxia construction site, but is larger. The above several powerful nozzles use water to wash the sand and filter out the gold inside.
If this kind of sand washing machine is used at maximum power, it can filter ten trucks of sand per hour. It is a very powerful tool.
This is also a very risky business: gold panning here is a matter of every second count, and every hour cannot be stopped. After all, there are only a few days where you can pan for gold every year. Not to mention that so many heavy equipment were purchased with loans. The daily fuel consumption is very scary. If enough gold cannot be collected, it is very likely that this group of people will go bankrupt!
Jones and the others calculated that if machine depreciation costs, fuel costs, labor costs, etc. are included, it would take about an ounce of gold per hour to maintain costs.
In fact, there are many bankrupt mining companies in Alaska every year. In comparison, Jones and the others are lucky, because after all, the land here belongs to Jeff. But even so, they are still under a lot of pressure, and they usually keep working around the clock during the gold rush.
There are three things in all links of gold panning, one is water, one is electricity, and the other is diesel.
Without water, there is no way to wash away the frozen soil and find the sand layer; without oil, those excavators and the like cannot be used; and if there is no electricity? The sieve machine and water pump are all unable to operate.
Now that there is a problem with the generator, everyone has to stop work. Although Xiao Peng’s grilled fish is really good, they discovered for the first time that the fish is grilled with stones in this way. But delicious food can't make them forget the urgency of time. Everyone's attention is still on the mechanic named Bourg, who has been busy there for a long time, and hasn't gotten that generator yet.
"Bourg, how is the situation now?" Jones, who was full, couldn't help it, and shouted at Bourg, whose head was in the generator.
Without knowing that he asked, Burg was first angry: "What are you urging? Damn, this generator has been completely destroyed! You should replace it with a new one!"
After listening to Burg, everyone's expressions tightened. A generator can cost a lot of money. The most important thing is that it will take several days to buy it now before it can be shipped back. This waste of time is unacceptable to them!
But at this moment, Xiao Peng couldn't help laughing out loud.