Chapter 3. Evaluating meteorites.

The sun is scorching overhead.

Sweaty.

After digging for about three minutes, with a "clang" sound, the hoe dug up something.

Wang Chen's heart skipped a beat and he quickly leaned over and dug gently with his hands.

As the soil and small gravel were dug out, a light brown fist-sized stone was revealed.

"Another strange rock? Could it be an iron meteorite too? "

Wang Chen's eyes lit up.

Although this thing is not as expensive as gold, it is not cheap either.

At this time, a prompt box appeared above: [Martian meteorite: weighs 354 grams, worth 90,000 yuan]

Martian meteorite?

It’s even twice as expensive as the previous one!
Looks like I'm really lucky today...

Wang Chen was inevitably excited. He carefully picked up the brown meteorite, wiped it, and held it in front of his eyes to look at it carefully. He also let the netizens in the live broadcast room watch it up close.

Netizens find it boring.

"The mountain is full of rocks, there's nothing to see, just listen to me and dig graves, it's so exciting."

"It's so dirty, throw it away quickly. Why are you so happy holding it, Old Wang?"

"What's so rare about broken stones? They are everywhere."

"This stone is still a little red, so it can be polished and made into a small toy."

Wang Chen smiled and explained, "Family, this one is the same as the last one, both are meteorites, and this one is a Martian meteorite, which is more valuable than the last one!"

After he finished speaking, the corners of Wang Chen's mouth curled up and he couldn't suppress his smile.

Just dig up a little bit and you can get nearly 100,000 yuan. Who wouldn't be excited?

"Old Wang is indeed crazy."

"Go back and find a hospital immediately. You can't get rid of this disease, Brother Wang."

"You dig up a piece of grass and call it Polygonum multiflorum."

Wang Chen did not over-explain.

After collecting the Martian meteorite, he stood up, patted the dirt, and said casually: "Don't worry, I think there are a lot of treasures on the mountain. I'm lucky today. I'll dig for a while and then go to the city to find a place to identify it."

"It will also allow everyone to broaden their horizons. Freshly dug meteorites are rare."

Wang Chen continued to move towards the next prompt point.

The clue point was under a pile of stones, and it took a lot of effort to clear the stones.

Wang Chen picked up the hoe and started digging, full of energy.

Now he seems to have turned on a cheat code, wherever he digs, he finds a treasure!
It’s much more fun than digging blindly before!
After seven or eight minutes, there was a "ding" sound.

[Ordinary iron meteorite, weighing 420 grams, worth 58,000 yuan]

"Another iron meteorite." Wang Chen weighed the meteorite and was in a good mood. "Not bad. There is only one clue point left. I will dig it up quickly and find a place to identify and sell it."

Another ten minutes passed.

The last clue point was found by Wang Chen in the stream.

To his surprise.

This treasure is actually exposed outside.

It was a round stone about the size of a baby's head and covered with moss.

Wang Chen walked closer quickly and saw the words in the frame: [Olive meteorite, weighing seven kilograms, worth two million three hundred thousand yuan.]

Olivine meteorite?

Two million three hundred thousand?!

What a valuable meteorite!
Even though Wang Chen was mentally prepared to see such a large piece, he still breathed quickly.

Very surprised.

Such a huge treasure was lying in plain sight on the ground, and no one had even glanced at it for so many years.

He really got a big bargain this time!

If the [Treasure Hunt] software system didn't get the price wrong, I would have really made a fortune this time!

Wang Chen looked at his reputation points. Now he only had [689].

The urge to go to another place to continue treasure hunting was immediately eliminated.

"These are almost enough. It won't be too late to come back and dig it up another day. Anyway, the treasure has been buried in the ground for so many years and no one has discovered it. There is no need to rush now..."

I glanced at the three peaks ahead with fascination.
Wang Chen decided to go home and sell the meteorite first. After washing the olive meteorite with stream water, Wang Chen held it in his arms without feeling disgusted by the dirt.

Funny, this is more than two million!

"Lao Wang's IQ is getting more and more outrageous."

"You're not very lucky today, host. Yesterday, I dug up some medicinal herbs that could have sold for a few dozen yuan. Why did you only dig up rocks today?"

"Old Wang is so unlucky."

"I don't understand why I took a bunch of rocks home. They're not gold..."

At this point, netizens already believed that Wang Chen was suffering from hallucinations.

Aren’t stones valuable?
They are everywhere in the mountains, and people are talking nonsense like meteorites can be sold for a lot of money.

He is obviously mentally ill and has hallucinations.

Everyone advised Wang Chen to throw away the stone and go to the hospital to see a neurology department.

Wang Chen didn't explain either.

Is it a meteorite? Can't we just find an authoritative organization to identify it?
However, he does not plan to find some official experts. Although there is no rule to hand it over, those experts will still persuade you to donate it to the museum for safekeeping, because they will make a contribution if this is accomplished.

By then, there will definitely be a bunch of experts buzzing around you like flies, which is really annoying.

It took Wang Chen twenty minutes to get home.

He pushed his grandfather's second-hand motorcycle out of the shed, put the meteorite in a fertilizer bag and tied it securely to the back seat.

His home is a red brick bungalow courtyard.
There was a pile of dry firewood and branches in the yard.

There are only grandpa Wang Jianjun and grandma Yang Xiaojuan at home.

He is a left-behind child. His parents went out to work to supplement the family income.

After graduating from an ordinary university, I had no other options, so I came back and planned to join the village team.

Although he sounds ordinary, Wang Chen is still very popular in the village. After all, he is a college student.

"You bastard!"

Wang Jianguo ran out and saw his grandson carrying a bunch of rocks back. He was furious and glared at Wang Chen and said unhappily, "Where are you going next? Are you coming back for dinner?"

"Eat, I'm going to the city to buy some things and will be back soon."

"Rumble, rumble—"

As he spoke, Wang Chen started the motorcycle.

Yang Xiaojuan opened the red iron gate and worriedly said, "Drive slowly, Xiaochen. It rained yesterday and the roads are slippery!"

"understood."

"Hmph, you little brat, you're not doing your job all day long, I can't control you!" Wang Jianguo cursed angrily.

Wang Chen pretended not to hear and rode out on his motorcycle, beeping.

Sanfeng Village is located in a small corner of Qingshui Town, Zhengyang City.

It is about thirty kilometers away from Zhengyang City.

We drove through the mud and onto the asphalt road.

Not long after, Wang Chen arrived at an antique street in Zhengyang City - Yangdi Antique Market.

The street is very wide, crossing Qitian Hutong. It is bustling with people setting up stalls, running antique shops, and selling snacks.

The sharp-eyed Wang Chen took a casual glance and unexpectedly saw the man and woman treasure hunters he met on the mountain today.

At this time, Liu Shen was discussing antiques with a stall owner.

Wang Chen glanced and looked away.
I didn't bother to say hello and quickly walked through the streets, and soon found an elegantly decorated shop (meteorite appraisal, purchase and sale).

The shop is not big, but it is decorated in a very stylish way, with mahogany doors and windows, and many meteorite samples hanging in front of the door.

"Fuck, Lao Wang, are you serious?"

"No, turn back now! You'll be embarrassed if you go in with a bunch of rocks!"

"I swear you'll be beaten out by your boss!!!"

More than a thousand netizens who were watching the fun became anxious when they saw that Wang Chen was really going to go in and tried to stop him.

Wang Chen didn't bother to read the comments, he immediately felt cool as he opened the wooden door.

The air conditioner was on in the room, and an energetic old man was sitting beside a brown wooden table.

He was stunned when he saw the young Wang Chen dragging in a snakeskin bag.

Without standing up, he asked calmly, "Young man, are you buying or selling? Or evaluating?"

(End of this chapter)