As soon as Han Ruochen finished asking the question, she wanted to bite her tongue. Really, why did she have to shoot her mouth off in a situation like this?

"Don’t bother with the two of them," said Han Yichen in anger. "Your mom is getting more and more unreliable. Ruochen and Xuehan, you must remember to just ignore the two of them." He sucked in a breath and then continued speaking. "I fear that if we let this situation continue, Ziyan will learn all kinds of bad tricks. Your mom is getting more and more outrageous. It is bad enough that she stole the savings from the house, but now she is even teaching Ziyan to do the same thing."

Sighing, he shook his head lightly before saying, "Anyway, leave the two of them alone. They know what they are doing and will be fine." Only if Han Yichen knew that his little mistake was going to bring him a lot of trouble!

"We understand, Dad." Han Ruochen had no intention of dealing with her mother’s trouble. Since she had come up with a way to solve Han Ziyan’s trouble, she might as well leave this matter alone. Anyway, even if Han Ruochen asked her mother where she borrowed three thousand yuan, the chances of her telling the truth were close to zero.

Since that was the case, why would she even bother?

Han Xuehan pursed her lips. She wondered whether she should ask her mother whether she had borrowed the money from a legitimate source or not. If the source were legitimate, then it would be fine, but what if her mother had borrowed from illegitimate sources? Then what would happen to her family? This was her only worry.

Of course, both Han Yichen and Han Ruochen had the same worries as well. Especially Han Ruochen. Since she knew to what limits Meng Yunhan could go for Han Ziyan, she could not help but worry about the accountability of the sources. Han Ruochen was very hungry, but after finding out that Han Ziyan had finally recovered enough money to compensate her workplace, she felt like all of her hunger had vanished.

Han Ruochen felt heavy and did not have the desire to eat anything.

*

Sigh.

"Why are you sighing?" Zhai Heng looked at Han Ruochen, who was standing on the deck of the fishing boat. He did not have anything to do today, so he came to play with Han Ruochen and Tong Zhaodi. However, ever since he arrived at the village, he knew that there was something going on in Han Ruochen’s mind.

"It’s nothing, just family stuff." Han Ruochen glanced at the man, who was looking around the boat. No matter how she looked at him, Zhai Heng looked out of place while sitting on her boat. "What are you doing, Ah Heng? Did you really come to see me today because you were bored?"

"Of course," Zhai Heng replied, but under Han Ruochen’s gaze, he lowered his head and pulled out something from his bag that he was carrying. Han Ruochen looked at the two pieces of paper and frowned hard when she saw them. At first, she did not understand what was going on, but then she heard Zhai Heng say, "Xiao Ruochen, look at these. They will certainly help you in the near future."

Han Ruochen took the two pieces of paper and sucked in a breath. Because what Zhai Heng said was indeed true. The first piece of paper was termed the Golden License. As long as she had this licence in her hands, she did not need to worry about anything. These days, she was lucky to have contact with Master Bo, but at the same time, she had to be careful while selling the seafood. If someone had filed a complaint against her while she was selling the seafood to Emerald Pavilion, there was a good chance that she would have been caught and thrown into prison.

But with this licence, she no longer needed to worry about such things.

This licence gave her the power not only to sell the seafood to restaurants like Emerald Pavilion but also to big hotels in the cities.

But that was not the one thing that shocked her. It was the second piece of paper that scared and excited her. The thick roll of heavy, yellowed vellum had the scent of old cedar, dried salt and ancient ink.

"This belongs to my great-great-grandfather, who worked in the navy," Zhai Heng whispered. "He used to work as a navigator. He found this map while he was out doing a mission."

Han Ruochen touched the delicate paper. A second later, she heard the beeping sound of the scanning system. This time, it did not release a beeping sound but a full-on alarm. A warm, golden screen appeared in front of her eyes that only she could see. Soon, the sea scanning system started to load the data and information that she was holding.

[Data Synchronisation: 10%...17%....25%...45%...90%]

This alone proved that the map was not just a piece of paper, but it was a masterpiece. It just did not show the coast, but it also showed the invisible veins of the sea. The underwater canyons, extinct volcanoes, vents and, most importantly—countless resting places.

Han Ruochen looked at the map, and her hands shook. The modern map that she was following marked the red-inked circle as nothing but a deep-sea trench, but the chart in her hands showed that it was a limestone shelf that trapped everything that the northern current brought down.

[Detection: High purity Bronze and Porcelain Signatures. Estimated Origin: Ming Dynasty Cargo Vessel.]

"Why give such an important thing to me?" Han Ruochen asked; her voice was low as she looked at the precious treasure in her hands. "This map is worth more than ten of these motorboats. You can always sell this to someone and earn a million yuan with ease."