He Zhenmin informed Han Weixiang about Fang Hao's fishing discovery, which seemed to be a tomb possibly from the Han Dynasty.
Upon hearing this news, Han Weixiang's eyes, bloodshot, widened incredibly as he looked at He Zhenmin in disbelief.
"You... you... are you serious?"
"Yes, teacher, this is what Fang Hao just told me," He Zhenmin said with a bitter smile. "I also found it unbelievable when I first heard it."
He could certainly empathize with his teacher's emotions.
"Wow, a tomb from the Han Dynasty... If the tomb's owner was a prince, its value wouldn't be far off from that of this sunken ship."
That's what excited Han Weixiang.
He was truly excited.
"This kid really is something."
Han Weixiang couldn't help but praise Fang Hao; fishing twice and both times bringing up so many treasures.
It brought great prestige to Binjiang and Handong, attracting widespread attention.
It was like finding a treasure trove for historians.
"So, teacher, what should we do?"