Chapter 3 Be careful, there's gold in it

Grandma was a little worried about them, but Kasper and Zobel did not change their minds.No matter what, they want to arrest the thief Huo Zhenbo, take back grandma's coffee grinder, and return it to grandma. However, they didn't know where Huo Zhenbo was hiding.It's always a bit of a spoiler. "Whatever we do, we're going to find out that bandit's den," said Casper. So they thought and thought.He racked his brains to think of catching the robber until Sunday noon. Suddenly, Casper laughed out loud. "What's so funny?" asked Zobel. "What shall we do? I've figured it out now."

"How to do it?" "You'll understand in a moment." Kasper and Zobel found an empty potato box in the basement of Grandma's house and carried it to the yard. They filled the box with white sand with a shovel and filled it to the brim. "What are you going to do now?" "Now put a lid on the box." Two children put lids on empty potato boxes.Casper brought a dozen nails and a hammer. "Now, Zobel, hammer the nails in! Hit them firmly!" Zobel nodded in agreement and got to work right away.When he hit the hammer, he accidentally hit his thumb, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Oh, I can't stand it!" he thought to himself, still gritted his teeth, and continued to knock bravely.The way he hammered the hammer was like taking a state exam for nailing potato boxes. At this moment, Casper went to the warehouse and took out a thick paintbrush, and stirred red paint in the paint jar. When Casper came back with the paint jar and brushes, Zobel had just struck the lid firmly with his thumb fifty-seven times on the nail. "All right. Let me do it now," Kasper said to Zobel. Casper painted red paint on the lid.Zobel was startled, for some reason, he could see clearly from a distance, and saw the words written on the potato box:

Be careful There's gold in it! ! ! Zobel was baffled, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Casper's gourd. "Oh, you!" said Casper. "Don't stare and smack your thumbs. Go to the garage and get me the cart, will you?" Zobel went to the garage and wheeled a wheelbarrow, and the two of them loaded the potato crate into the cart. It was not easy to move the box to the car. The two children were like two donkeys, sweating profusely and panting. "What an unfortunate thing to do on Sunday!" sighed Zobel. Today at grandma's house, not only can't eat whipped cream and preserved plum cakes (grandma is very sad because the coffee grinder was robbed by robbers, and she doesn't have the heart to make cakes.) and now she has to work hard.

With great difficulty, the two children finally achieved their goal. "What are you doing now?" asked Zobel. "For now, let's play a stage show." Casper took an awl from his pocket and made a small hole in the bottom of the box.As soon as the awl was pulled out, the sand fell sparsely outside. "That's all right," said Casper contentedly, "that's all right." Casper took a matchstick with a pocket knife and smoothed it, and stuffed it into the hole he had just drilled, plugging the hole. Zobel shook his head, watching Kasper do this. "I'm sorry..." Zobel said, "I will never do anything with you again."

"Aren't you going to do it with me?" Casper asked with a smile. "Then, let me tell you the truth, the reason is very simple. Tomorrow morning, the two of us will push the cart with the boxes into the forest. Huo Zhenbo and Na Qiang must be laying an ambush in the forest, waiting for passers-by. "Yes, but imagine it, Zobel! Of course the robber will carry the box back to his den. Sand will fall from the holes in the bottom of the box along the way. There must be a trace of the sand falling down. We can know where Huo Zhenbo is hiding based on the trace of the sand leaking down. Just follow the trace of the sand. The sand can be our guide. How about it, I Is that a good idea?"

"You're a good fellow!" said Zobel. "Then let's do it together. But don't forget one thing! Before we run away, don't forget to pull out the matches!" "You needn't worry!" Casper yelled. "I'll take care of this matter! I've thought about it a long time ago!" After all, he tied a big knot in the handkerchief. ① ① This is a habit of the Germans.Tie a knot on the hand towel so that you don't forget important things. - translator