It is believed that the general public in later generations will not know this; what everyone knows is the lyric, "The sky is the color of rain and mist, and I am waiting for you."

Old Li was admiring the porcelain when he heard Ye Cheng say "The sky-blue color awaits the misty rain," and he froze, speechless.

Everyone looked at Old Li with suspicion, not daring to disturb him, for fear that Old Li had thought of something.

After a long pause, Old Li slowly nodded and looked at Ye Cheng, "Well said, well said. 'The sky is blue waiting for the rain,' this sentence summarizes the characteristics of Ru ware very well, very well."

"The sky after the rain, where the clouds break, reveals a color that will shape the future." This sky-blue color, which Emperor Huizong of Song dreamed of, was ultimately achieved by craftsmen from Ruzhou.

"Xiao Ye, this batch is Ru ware. Don't you think it's precious?"

After listening to Mr. Li's long explanation, it turns out this is Ru ware.

No wonder it's so green.

Judging from Old Li's expression, he seemed to have found a kindred spirit, and he pulled Ye Cheng aside to explain things to him.

Ye Cheng could only listen helplessly from the side, his head spinning from the sheer professionalism.

After waiting for the old man to finish speaking, Ye Cheng quickly interjected, "Old Li, this thing is beautiful, but look, it's getting late. Shouldn't you settle my wages?"

Upon hearing Ye Cheng ask for money, Old Li looked at Ye Cheng with a constipated expression, thinking, "I'm talking to you about art and history, and you're talking to me about money."

Tacky!

How vulgar!

“Okay, as we agreed, the expedition team will contribute 20,000 yuan, and I will contribute 10,000 yuan personally, for a total of 30,000 yuan. I have it all ready.” Old Li took out two envelopes from the bag behind him, one thicker and one thinner.

Upon seeing the money, Ye Cheng immediately beamed and accepted it. Then he turned to look at Cui Shao, patted the envelope in his hand, and...

"Young Master Cui, what about yours?"

Back then, Cui Shao said that if they managed to salvage the fish, they would contribute 20,000 yuan.

Cui Shao looked at Ye Cheng speechlessly.

"With our relationship, wouldn't talking about money hurt our feelings?"

Holy crap!

Ye Chengdu was dumbfounded. If Zhao Zhiming had said those words, he wouldn't have been surprised at all.

But coming from someone like Cui Shao, it's like Tang Laosan saying he'd stay in the Women's Kingdom.

"No, Young Master Cui, how did you become so bad? How could you say such things?"

Cui Shao pursed his lips. "One is influenced by one's surroundings."

Ye Cheng was speechless. "Is it my fault?"

"Give me the money, don't argue about anything else. Money is more important than feelings." Ye Cheng reached directly into Cui Shao's bag and rummaged around in it. According to his habits, it should already be in his bag.

Sure enough, he pulled out an envelope, a thick wad of cash, containing 20,000 yuan.

"Come on, Xiao Hu, let's thank the two bosses."

Ye Cheng pulled Xiao Hu over, and together they bowed to Elder Li and Young Master Cui, saying, "Thank you both, sirs! May you have many more years like this!"

At first, Old Li was quite enthusiastic, especially when he heard "May you have this day every year, and may every year have this morning," which made him very happy. These are all birthday wishes, nice words indeed.

This Xiaoye is quite good; he was able to say "The sky is blue waiting for the rain" just now. Although the phrase "May you have this day every year" is not quite appropriate, it is still festive.

Old Li couldn't help but applaud. Young Master Cui, standing nearby, leaned closer and whispered something in the old man's ear.

"Old Li, he means we should give him money to spend every day."

The old man's expression froze instantly; he was stunned.

How can a person be so shameless?

After receiving the money, Ye Cheng was about to leave when the idiot who had been silent finally spoke.

"Wait!" Director Zhao walked out with an air of official authority, his hands behind his back.

Ye Cheng looked at him and asked jokingly, "Boss, do you have any further instructions? Are you going to give a concluding speech?"

Director Zhao's face darkened, and he snapped, "Is there no manners left?"

"Alright, please speak, sir." Ye Cheng's attitude was very good. He had earned 50,000 yuan, so it was good to have a good attitude.

"You," Director Zhao pointed at Xiao Hu, "what's in your bag? Open it and let us see."

Director Zhao was referring to the bag in Xiao Hu's hand, which was just a bag for carrying clothes and such.

But now it's clear that their meaning isn't that simple; they suspect you of stealing.

Ye Cheng's face darkened. He took a step forward and confronted him directly, saying gruffly, "What do you mean?"

He was already taller than Director Zhao, and when he walked up to him, there was an immediate sense of oppression from top to bottom, and the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became tense.

Seeing that things were getting out of hand, Old Li and Young Master Cui quickly stepped forward and separated the two.

"Director Zhao, what do you mean by this? Xiao Ye helped us find the item, why are you still suspicious?" Old Li said to Director Zhao, clearly annoyed. He and Director Zhao were not in the same promotion system, so he wasn't afraid of Director Zhao's official authority.

He wasn't afraid of Director Zhao, and Director Zhao wasn't particularly afraid of him either. He snorted coldly and retorted.

“Old Li, it was the two of them who went into the water, we didn’t go in. Who knows if they’re hiding anything? They’re acting all mysterious. We want to ask if there’s anything wrong.”

What if they stole one?

Or are you, Mr. Li, going to protect them?

There was no room for rebuttal from these words; Old Li truly knew nothing about what happened underwater.

Upon hearing this, Ye Cheng exclaimed, "Damn it!"

What that fat guy said makes a lot of sense. If I leave now, someone might actually try to take it.

Before Old Li could speak again, he glanced at Xiao Hu, then dumped everything out of the bag, scattering it all over the floor.

Cigarettes, a lighter, a can of cola, two pairs of spare underwear, a towel, and a coconut shell.

"Well, sir, take a look. I really did bring these coconut snails up from the sea. I'm a fisherman, it's not illegal for me to eat snails, is it? Or are you going to confiscate them, sir?"

Director Zhao glanced at it twice, raised an eyebrow, and said arrogantly, "I'm just following the procedure. Since there isn't any, then forget it. You can eat the conch yourselves."

After saying that, Director Zhao turned and went inside.

As he walked, Director Zhao praised himself for his performance.

Haha, with this incident, he can write about his achievements in his report when he gets back.

He was the only one who insisted on following the principles and completing the safety procedures. He was a cadre who valued principles and procedures, and he was a cadre who could provide a safety net.

Having figured everything out, Ye Cheng and the others didn't linger and disembarked from the pier carrying the giant sea turtle.

Sea turtles aren't exactly rare; the people at the dock glanced at them and then looked away.

Marine life is best left to return to the ocean.

Ye Cheng originally intended to throw it back into the sea, but because of dealing with the barnacles, he had inflicted some wounds on the creature. So he could only take it back first, let it rest for a couple of days, and release it back into the sea once the wounds had healed.