Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty Fifth Thousand Tons of Gold

The lighting has been hung up, and it is no longer as dark as when I first came down. In the cellar, boxes of wooden boxes that have been sealed for a hundred years were pried open.

Even though he was convinced that there was gold inside, Xu Ang still had to see it with his own eyes.

He didn't want to see that the thirty or so boxes that he had pried open were all gold, and after he had worked so hard to transport them back, he found that he had spent a lot of time and money to get back the dry goods that he had only pried open. The thirty or so boxes that passed.

Although the chances of this are not high, it is possible after all, right?

Since it is possible, it must be guarded against.

Fortunately, there was no capsizing, let alone a reversal. After Xu Ang's personal inspection, he confirmed that the wooden boxes in the third cellar were all filled with gold.

Using his enhanced brain, Xu Ang calculated the volume of gold through visual inspection and mental arithmetic.

In the end, he came up with a result.

The total volume of gold in the wooden box is over fifty-four cubic meters. According to the density of gold in grams per cubic meter, it can be known that the volume of one ton of gold is about 0.0517 cubic meters.

So, fifty-four cubic meters of gold is... more than a thousand tons?

More than a thousand tons!

Just kidding.

Xu Ang's brain was buzzing, this is not ignorance, and he was taken aback when he calculated it, thousands of tons of gold, are you sure it is not a mistake?

Even if the craftsmanship a hundred years ago was not as good as it is now, the purity of the gold could not be as high as the current gold, Xu Ang felt that it would not be much discounted based on the fineness of the gold.

It is estimated that there are thousands of tons of gold.

At this moment Xu Ang knew that he had played a big game.

It's not right, it can't be said that he is a big player, it should be said that the treasure map of the sign-in reward is awesome.

The other two brown Bess rifles and ammunition in the cellar are like death Karl's farts compared to a thousand tons of gold, they don't exist at all.

Is there more gold?

Of course good.

How about being rich from heaven?

The answer remains the same,

But such a large amount of wealth was dug out from Laomi's land on the basis of Laomi's chassis. It is hard to say whether the answer will not change.

The wages of avarice is death.

The death here does not specify who.

Xu Ang is sure and sure, with Lao Mi's conduct, they can do anything under the temptation of sufficient interests.

Is the temptation of a thousand tons of gold big enough?

Anyway, Xu Ang felt big enough.

"It's a real threat to me if these things stay in the United States. They must be transported away."

Xu Ang was thinking.

Notify the embassy?

Not to mention that this is the country of the United States, whether the embassy can help, even if it helps, is there any possibility of the news being leaked.

Simply speaking, with Lao Mi's voyeuristic style, places like the embassy are definitely being watched to death. Even if they want to support Xu Ang, the help they can get is limited.

In comparison, it is not as good as Xu Ang himself took advantage of the loopholes that Lao Mi's Twin Towers have not yet fallen, the mainland has never been attacked, his spirit is lax, and he has no corresponding awareness that leads to lax airport inspections, quietly taking these lovely yellow croakers It's safe to ship.

Although Li Ke and Hu Yi were checking the ammunition in the second cellar, they also paid attention to Xu Ang's side.

They found that Xu Ang stood there without moving for a long time, so they walked over.

"What's the matter, boss?"

"It's nothing." Xu Ang shook his head, "It's just that the gold is too much, which gives me a headache."

this……

Li Ke and Hu Yi really wanted to grab Xu Ang's collar and warn him: "Speak well."

They thought this way a moment ago, and when Xu Ang told them the amount of gold, they couldn't help being shocked: "One thousand tons!"

A thousand tons of gold, if it is piled up, it will not be a gold mountain?

"I've heard of Jinshan before. We also saw the so-called Jinshan in the tomb of Marquis Haihun. But it's made of copper coins, and it's nothing compared to this."

Li Ke was sighing, Hu Yi is not the same, but the focus of the two is different.

Hu Yi scolded angrily: "The colonists who suffered thousands of knives, how many people did they rob to get so much gold. No wonder capitalism is bloody. Today I really understand."

As we all know, Westerners snatched their territory in America from Indians by robbing them, and they are all descendants of robbers. Their wealth was not created by their own hard work, but was squeezed out by plundering and exploitation with the blood, sweat and tears of other nations.

What's even more exaggerated is that Lao Mi held a Thanksgiving here.

This is the day when the Mayflower first arrived in America, and the local Indians rescued them and brought them back to life successfully.

But how do they repay others?

Tens of millions of Indian souls are the answer.

Thanksgiving Day?

What kind of gratitude, what a great irony.

"Shameless."

After a sentence of emotion, Xu Ang said to Hu Yi and Li Ke: "We will work hard in the future. The less people know about gold, the better. I mean, it's best to only have the three of us, plus the previous The two comrades of yours who came down, and finally Lao He and Hu Erhusan, a total of eight people know."

As soon as Li Kehu understood Xu Ang's words, the matter was serious, and one more person who knew would be more risky. Xu Ang said that he would work hard for them, meaning that the next move of bricks... well, the work of moving gold will fall on the seven of them

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As for asking Xu Ang to help move, Li Ke and the others never thought about it.

Even if Xu Ang is willing, Li Ke and the others will stop it.

"If there are seven people, on average, one person will have to move about a hundred tons. This is no joke."

Xu Ang was not without worries.

Hu Yidao: "There is no problem, we are not purely manual handling, we can use machines."

There is a saying that goes well, sharpening a knife is not the same as chopping firewood.

What is the reason why human beings stand out from the competition of countless species in nature and become the only winner at the top of the food chain on earth?

It is wisdom, and it is a tool made with wisdom.

Li Ke and the others used tools and materials to make a simple non-automatic transmission after a lot of effort.

The reason why it is said to be non-automatic is that to make this thing move, two people have to step on the pedals to power it like a waterwheel, so that the wooden box can be sent to the exit.

After that, the wooden boxes will be sent up hand by hand by the staff guarding the exit.

After the things were finished, Xu Ang realized that he really didn't need to do it, because seven people were just right for this set to move.

Two provide the transmission power, two carry the boxes from the cellar, two carry the boxes out hand in hand, and the last one waits above with the cart. After the box comes out, it will be lifted onto the trolley, and then pushed into the cargo box of Bilt heavy truck.

"You guys have figured it out."

Xu Ang curled his lips, feeling deeply that he was the extra person, he happily decided to be lazy.

The night sky in Detroit is actually quite beautiful, after all, a thousand tons of gold.