Fisherman's Secret

Going back to the fishing village, he somehow got a magic water bubble gold finger, and relying on the existence of this water bubble, Fang Jing was able to unimpeded in the bottom of the water without being affected by the sea pressure and light at all, so he easily put the ebony wood into the water. Fish it up and make a small profit.But even so, Fang Jing has no plans to quit his job immediately, after all, treasure hunting under the sea is too much dependent on luck.

Two-thirds of the earth's surface is covered by oceans. Finding treasures in the vast oceans requires not only strength, but also luck.

After Fang Jing arranged the family affairs, he was about to go back to Haicheng to work, and he was a little entangled in how to arrange Cen Jiu.

Cen Jiu doesn't understand anything and is seriously out of touch with this society. He doesn't even have the most basic common sense. The best way is to let him live in a quiet fishing village first, and after two years he will get used to it a little bit. After learning more about it, it is up to him whether to stay in the fishing village or go out to live outside.

However, considering that Cen Jiu is not from this world after all, if he is not around, he will show his feet again. Although the atmosphere of modern society is open, it will not be like the Great Qi Dynasty where Cen Jiu lives, who will burn people as monsters at every turn. , is always bad.

Besides, Fang Jing also had his own little thoughts, and didn't want Cen Jiu to leave his sight.

Cen Jiu looked tall and stupid, what if he was not around and was bullied.

At this time, Fang Jing automatically ignored the fact that it was not easy for ordinary people to bully him with Cen Jiu's high strength.

The son was going to work, even though Fang's mother was very reluctant, she finally helped pack the luggage and sent Fang Jing back to Haicheng by car.

When Fang Jing came, he only carried a small computer bag and a change of clothes. When he returned to Haicheng, he carried a large bag and a small bag on his shoulder, and carried one in each hand. Cen Jiu also carried a large travel bag. It's all pretend to eat.Fang's mother dried small dried fish, boiled fragrant shrimp paste, dried mussels, shredded squid, etc., which were stuffed into several bags so full that they almost couldn't fit in the car.

A variety of bumps, changing trains several times, and finally got off at the Haicheng bus station, Fang Jing almost burst into tears.

When getting out of the car, Cen Jiu carried a super big cloth bag on his back, a big denim duffle bag in his left hand, slightly bent right hand, a smaller canvas bag hanging from his elbow, and a hook on his wrist. , big bags and small bags, like migrant workers who have just entered the city to find a job, standing in the bustling station, accepting the attention of passers-by.

Fang Jing followed behind Cen Jiu with his computer bag on his back, feeling a little guilty.

"Let me carry a bag." Fang Jing stepped forward, wanting to take the heaviest bag on Cen Jiu's back.

Cen Jiu gave way, avoided, walked through the turbulent crowd, exited the station, and took a taxi home.

After finally returning to the small rented apartment, Fang Jing was so exhausted that he sat down on the sofa and didn't even want to move.

Cen Jiu diligently took out the ingredients from the bag and put them in the refrigerator—lived in Fang Jing's house for a month, and he was proficient in using almost all the electrical appliances in Fang's house.

After sitting in the car for half a day, and going to work the next day, Fang Jing was so tired that he ordered takeaway at night, ate something casually, washed up and went to bed.

At seven o'clock the next morning, Fang Jing was woken up by the alarm clock, brushed his teeth, washed his face, changed his clothes, and was ready to go to work.

Cen Jiu also came back from his practice. Fang Jing opened his wallet and took out five pink banknotes with lovely and respectable heads on them, and put them on the coffee table together with the spare key from the coffee table.

"This is a spare key for the house, you take it first. There is no food at home, there is a fast food restaurant downstairs, and there is a takeaway business card on the TV cabinet. You can go downstairs to eat at noon or call for takeaway. I will buy vegetables at night. "Fang Jing said worriedly while changing his shoes, "There is a People's Park two streets away from the community. If you are bored, you can go for a walk in the park."

Fang Jing also felt that it was not good to leave Cen Jiu alone at home, but there was nothing he could do. Because there were a lot of cultural relics and materials in his workplace, outsiders were not allowed to come out at will, and he could not bring Cen Jiu to the office. , I can only temporarily wrong him like this.

When he arrived at the museum, Fang Jing swiped his card and returned to the office to start working.

Fang Jing works in the information department of the museum. His usual job is to collect and input data. This work is very cumbersome, but relatively, Fang Jing also knows a lot about cultural relics.

As soon as he entered the office, Fang Jing began to search in the database, searching for information about the earring he touched at the bottom of the sea a few days ago.

However, in the ocean of information, it is not easy to retrieve the information you want with your memory.

Fang Jing thought of the dream he had that night, and couldn't help but feel moved. At the same time, he searched for information on ancient Siam's cultural relics.

The dream I had that night was also very strange. Even now, the scene in the dream is vivid in my memory. Fang Jing was originally a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Unexpectedly, after a while, the relevant information actually popped up in the database. .

Every age and every nation has different jewelry making techniques and inlay techniques.

The ruby ​​earring that Fang Jing found in the sea has a strong style of the Sukhothai Kingdom in its inlay technology.

Is it really like what he saw in his dream, this is an ancient Siamese tribute ship?

Fang Jing wiped his face, feeling a little too incredible.

If this is really a treasure ship sailed from the Kingdom of Takothai, then according to historical facts, it is probably a tribute to a certain dynasty in ancient China, either the Yuan Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty.

Fang Jing's heart was pounding, a treasure ship full of tributes, what a huge fortune would that be? !

If it was in the past, Fang Jing would not even dare to think about such a thing, let alone the coordinates of the sunken ship, even if there were, it would not be an easy task to confirm the exact location of a sunken ship on the seabed hundreds or thousands of meters away , let alone salvage it.

But now, with the golden finger of Shui Bupao, Fang Jing felt that all of this seemed not impossible. The only thing he cared about was, where is the coordinates of the sunken ship sinking?There are more than 2000 shipwrecks in the sea area of ​​​​the Celestial Dynasty. Has this one been secretly salvaged?

Until he got off work, Fang Jing was still immersed in the joy of discovering a sunken treasure ship.

He had a hunch that this time he might really get rich.