After a simple year, Song Wenbin did not obtain any valuable information. He did not believe Huo Yu's rhetoric at all. Huo Yu didn't have any more explanation. The restraint that night was like a flash in the pan. After the New Year, he resumed his life of training, studying, and being beaten by Huo Yu every day.
I don't know if it was his misunderstanding, but he always felt that Huo Yunian drilled him harder after that.
But the results of such crazy training were astonishing. Two months later, he not only passed the AOW certificate, but also learned a lot of useless skills. He could even perform three moves under Huo Yu's hands.
Although after three moves, he was still inevitably knocked down by Huo Yu, the result was enough to shock him. Because none of the physical coaches in the diving school could survive Huo Yu's three moves.
Not only that, he had lost a full fifteen pounds, his limbs were muscular, and even the abdominal muscles on his stomach were exposed piece by piece. This was the first time Song Wenbin saw himself like this, which made him feel a little strange.
On the second day of the second lunar month, the dragon raises its head.
The cold winter has finally faded from the Central Plains, and the time has come for the new spring. In Guangdong, the temperature at this moment is already close to early summer.
On this day, Song Wenbin finally ended his two-month crazy training and walked out of the training base with Huo Yu. As soon as they left the training base, they received a WeChat message from the director.
"Come to Jianji Yinmian from the Fourth Road of Changshou. Here, you will get a new mission. 』
Song Wenbin looked at the messages on his phone, sighed, and said, "Are we going to repeat this life endlessly in the future?"
"If you don't want to do it or don't dare to do it, resign." Huo Yu said casually.
Song Wenbin will not resign. He still has 200,000 in cash in his bag. With this 200,000, if he completes this task, he will be gloriously promoted from the bottom of the society to the middle-income housing in just half a year. Damn it, this upgrade speed is impressive enough even in the online world.
Song Wenbin, who refused to resign, hailed a taxi and went with Huo Yu to the meeting location determined by the director.
Changshou 4th Road is a very old street with many restaurants. The noodle shop chosen by the director looks inconspicuous, shabby and faded, with many bicycles parked at the door.
With just one glance, Song Wenbin saw Su Tina, whom he hadn't seen for two months, in the store.
At this moment, it was not time for dinner in the noodle shop, and it was deserted inside. Sutina, wearing a simple white shirt and jeans, was sitting at a wooden table with the director, drinking soy milk on a stool.
Unlike usual, director Pauly, who always takes a photographer with him wherever he goes, is surprisingly low-key. There is no photographer or photography equipment around him.
"Su Tina." Huo Yu shouted.
Sutina, who was sucking soy milk, was stunned for a moment, turned her head and looked over, then jumped up from the chair excitedly, rushed over like a whirlwind, hugged Huo Yu, and kissed her three times on the face.
"I miss you so much, Huo Yu...wuwuwu..."
Due to mission requirements, they were not allowed to communicate too much with the outside world. In the past two months, Su Tina had no idea what Huo Yu and Song Wenbin were doing, and Song Wenbin didn't know what Su Tina had done.
After kissing Huo Yu, Su Tina looked at Song Wenbin and was stunned.
She hadn't seen Song Wenbin for two months, but when she saw him again, she felt like she didn't recognize him.
She still remembered that Song Wenbin two months ago was a pale young man who was a little weak. Although he looked good, he always gave people a feeling of decadence, negativity and weakness. But the man standing in front of her now was extremely capable. He had good features, a tall figure, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He just stood there with a unique and unusual temperament. Even the owner who prepared the ingredients in the store couldn't help but look at Song Wenbin a few more times after seeing him.
"You...you...had plastic surgery?"
Sutina asked in shock.
"I'm going to punish you, uncle." Song Wenbin pushed her away angrily and walked into the store: "I lost fifteen fucking pounds."
When Sutina was scolded, she covered her mouth and laughed, twisted her fingers and said teasingly: "Brother Song has become more handsome. I should call you little brother from now on~"
Song Wenbin just sneered and rolled his eyes: "Don't be so stupid."
Huo Yu looked at Su Tina's appearance and secretly cursed the loser.
When Song Wenbin entered the store, the director pulled up a chair across from the table and said to him, "Sit down."
After Song Wenbin sat down, the director pointed to the menu on the wall and said, "Just order whatever you want, I'll treat you."
Song Wenbin said impatiently: "You spent two months training me, and you didn't let me go home for the New Year and didn't let me communicate with others, just to make me eat noodles? Tell me the mission quickly, where to go, What to do and how much to pay.”
The director smiled and asked Huo Yu, "What do you want to eat?"
Huo Yu thought for a while and ordered two tomato and beef brisket noodles.
Soon, the boss brought the food.
The director ate noodles and said to Sutina: "You should talk to your two colleagues first."
Su Tina immediately took out a few lists from the small bag beside her, placed them in front of Song Wenbin, and said: "In 1979, a Nanjing family named Shen discovered a very special document while repairing the ancient ancestral hall in their home. An ancient album. At that time, China had just ended its turmoil, and he did not dare to hand it over. Later, in the new millennium, when the situation stabilized, he handed the album to the Nanjing Museum, which immediately attracted the attention of museum experts at the time. Take it seriously, you see.”
Sutina placed those photos in front of Song Wenbin.
Song Wenbin looked down and saw that the photo was of a very shabby book with a blue cover. The pages were so rotten that the original appearance could hardly be seen clearly, but some words could be vaguely discerned from the cover.
Song Wenbin only recognized three of the four words "What kind of ambition...".
"Fucha Haizhi."
Sutina said, she flipped through the photos, and those photos were all covered with dense calligraphy.
Song Wenbin immediately had a headache. He lowered his head, mixed the noodles in his hands, and said, "I don't understand. Just tell me. Stop making nonsense. What are you going to do this time?"
Sutina was unmoved and said excitedly: "According to expert research from the Nanjing Museum, this ancient book was recorded by Wang Zhen, an official of the Ming Dynasty from 1407 to 1413, when Emperor Yongle was still in power in China."
Huo Yu was stunned. She bit her straw and asked, "Judy?"
"It's Zhu Di." Sutina said.
The windy Song Wenbin was speechless, Ming Dynasty? Emperor Yongle? When he does a task, he just does it. Why does it involve something so ancient in the Ming Dynasty?
Su Tina: "This ancient book records in detail the historical data of Zheng He's second, third, and fourth voyages to the West. Of course, many people recorded similar data at that time, but most of those data were records of what they had seen. As well as the customs and customs of the countries along the way during Zheng He's voyages to the West. However, this document did not spend time on the customs and customs. It recorded in detail the various situations that Zheng He drove the treasure ship that encountered during Zheng He's voyages to the West. "
"uh-huh."
Huo Yu shrugged, "Then what."
"I hope you guys get excited!" Sutina looked at a colleague who was eating noodles and sucking soy milk and lowered her voice with dissatisfaction: "Do you know what this means?"
"What?" Huo Yu was puzzled.
"After the death of Emperor Yongle, because the voyages to the West were collectively opposed by the scholar-bureaucrats at that time, Emperor Renzong and Zhu Gaochi of the Ming Dynasty stopped their voyages to the West. There was even an "accidental" fire in the Forbidden City, which happened to almost all the people at that time. All documents related to the voyages to the West were burned."
Sutina spoke excitedly and said very fast: "The photos in front of you now can be said to be super invincible and precious information that has traveled through 600 years and so many turbulent eras and came to us with difficulty. It is also a unique and unique piece of information in the world. Ben, do you know this!!!”
"Okay, okay, I know."
Huo Yu sighed and said calmly, "Then, what does this have to do with us?"
Song Wenbin was minding his own business sucking noodles. He had no interest in what Su Tina said. History is dead. Even if Confucius was alive and Yao and Shun were reborn, it would not be possible to solve the conflicts and crises in the current society. Song Wenbin did not know that Confucius was still alive. How to solve the conflict between men and women? It would be enough to just say that it is difficult for villains and women to raise children. Of course, in that case, he would probably be beaten to death by the Internet Huo Yu.
However, this Kin Kee Yin Noodles is really delicious.
"Another bowl of tomato beef brisket noodles." He said.
"Look at the records here." Sutina pointed to the text on the photo and read word for word: "In the eleventh year of Yongle, when the ship arrived in Sumen, there was a strong wind. The ship capsized and many of the soldiers were killed. Although the ship was rescued, The treasure basket that the fisherman father had given him was lost. There was a strong wind that day, and He thought that the local god was causing trouble, so he ordered the crew to throw the treasure into the sea, and the storm stopped. "
"Holy shit..."
Song Wenbin, who was eating noodles with his head down, was speechless. The dead high school Chinese language was attacking him.
Obviously the sports committee member Huo Yu was also one of the top two. She asked: "What does this mean?"
Su Tina translated excitedly: "In the eleventh year of Yongle, Zheng He's ship encountered a huge storm in Sumatra. The ship capsized, and many of the soldiers accompanying him fell into the water. Although the ship was rescued later, the Fisherman King presented the The treasure chest given to Zhu Di was lost. Ahem. The fisherman here refers to the fisherman king, the supreme ruler of Sumatra at that time..."
"Yeah, keep going."
Sutina then translated: "The storm continued that day. Zheng He thought it was the local sea god causing trouble, so he asked the crew to throw other treasures on the ship into the sea, and the wind and waves stopped."
Song Wenbin took a sip of ice coke, and then couldn't help laughing.
"Another bowl of noodles." He said, "Braised Pork Yin Noodles."
"Zheng He is quite superstitious..."
Huo Yu touched his chin and said.
"Qin Shihuang did it too, and the ancients were all like this." Sutina waved her hand and said.
"Oh..." Huo Yu looked at Song Wenbin, thought for a while, ate some noodles, and asked: "I know this is precious historical information, but... what does this have to do with us, I You mean, we are doing shows, right? In the past, we were asked to travel to different countries when doing shows..."
"This is planning for us to go treasure hunting."
Song Wenbin said lazily: "Damn it, I spent two months practicing and lost half of my life. I go under the water every day. Is it any wonder? Are you planning to let us go to the sea and throw Zheng He into the water?" Can you pick up the contents again?"
The director ate his noodles without saying a word.
Sutina quickly said: "It's not the treasure left by Zheng He, but the treasure box presented to Zhu Di by the fisherman Wang Jin."
As she said that, Sutina took out another photo, pointed to the text on the photo excitedly and read: "Since Zheng and the fisherman's affairs have ended, I thank you for your country's virtue. The fisherman stopped his treasure and put it in a Kowloon cabinet. The guest carries a golden Buddha, a lamp made of gold, jade, dragon, glazed glass, and a crystal vase with a gold head."
Here we go again...
Song Wenbin said slightly annoyed: "Can't you speak plainly?"
Su Tina didn't pay attention to Song Wenbin's displeasure. She spoke very quickly and excitedly: "At that time, Zheng He went to the West for the fourth time. A coup occurred in Sumatra. The son of the previous deposed king wanted to overthrow the current Fisherman King. Zheng He went Later, he helped the Fisherman King quell the coup. In order to express his gratitude to the Heavenly Kingdom for his kindness, the Fisherman King at that time collected three treasures in the country and gave them to Zheng He in a treasure box with nine patterns of dragons. They were a golden Buddha and a dragon. An emerald jade dragon glass cup, a gold-headed crystal vase.”
"Ouch."
Hearing what Su Tina said, Song Wenbin finally stopped eating noodles. He looked at the director, "Are you serious? Are you trying to make a living or something? Seriously, are you planning to let us go? Indonesia, use these clues to find a... find a box??"
"Who is kidding you?" the director said calmly.
