As the sun continued to sink.
At first, several teams that had collected feathers were so busy they were completely disoriented, unable to pan for anything at all.
They came to argue with Friedrich in a fury.
Yet Friedrich was even more annoyed than they were. Pointing at the feathers floating in the distance, he cursed, "Look at how sluggish you are, you bunch of snails! The feathers changed direction ages ago, yet you're still digging with your heads down! Did you even bother checking whether you're digging in the right direction?"
With an expression of utter frustration, Friedrich paced in circles. "If you don't want to get rich, then give the feathers back! Don't waste my big brother's divine power!"
Several Gold Prospectors blankly looked back and realized that Friedrich was right—they had simply been too slow!
They were rendered speechless and obediently returned to work.
"Hmph."
Friedrich even gave them a convincing scolding.
Not long afterward.
An excited shout rang out. "I really found gold! There must be ten ounces!"
Friedrich immediately raised an arm and cried, "Congratulations, my friend! Hand over two ounces to me first, then work twice as hard! There's still plenty of gold waiting for you!"
"I found gold too!"
"Me too! I found some too!"
As time passed, one gold-panning team after another continued to find gold.
Friedrich rightfully collected nearly twenty ounces as "commission."
Liu Di was somewhat speechless.
Before his eyes, the teams that had found gold grew more excited, more grateful, and more convinced that he was an "Eastern Master."
Meanwhile, those who had found nothing became increasingly anxious and self-reproachful!
Because the feathers in the flowing river often spun round and round!
They only hated themselves for moving too slowly!
It was as though their own stupidity had caused