The United States.
Daybreak.
The lingering sleepiness of many people was blown away by this news.
"What?"
"Is it true?"
"God!"
"One to two tons per day, it's like picking up money. It's such good luck, is it brought by Tang Qing? Just unearthed a large silver mine, now a large gold mine is found."
"Myanmar is going to prosper!"
"Xie Te, why is it the East again."
"..."
Even though they are in one of the most developed countries in the world, they couldn't help but be amazed by this number. One to two tons a day, my God!
Calculate it.
That's five hundred tons a year.
Worth twenty billion USD.
Speechless!
It's not just that God is blindfolded now, he might as well be locked in a small dark room, punished to write 'Myanmar is awesome' a million times!
How come Myanmar picks up all the good things.
"What's the reserve of this gold mine?"
"I don't know."
"Seems like they didn't say."
