The Young Matriarch
Chapter 871: Is this a cultural relic, can it be so rough?

Chapter 871: Chapter 871: Is this a cultural relic, can it be so rough?

Professors Ge and Sun exchanged glances.

This morning, they received a call from the National Archaeological Bureau. The director was extremely pleased and lavishly praised their archaeological activities!

In fact, archaeology doesn’t have a great reputation among the public; many uninformed netizens directly mock archaeological work as official tomb raiding.

But yesterday’s live broadcast of the Underground Palace archaeology changed things. Viewers could see archaeologists handling artifacts with extreme care and reverence, gradually altering their opinions.

Archaeology and tomb raiding are fundamentally different. Archaeology is about preserving the artifacts left by our ancestors, while tomb raiding is about personal gain!

Salty Fish Video APP played a key role!

And Salty Fish Video happens to be a subsidiary of Mr. Duan’s enterprise.

A few professors calculated and then nodded towards Senior Zhou Nan.

Zhou Nan went downstairs with a smile to greet Duan Feihan, while Tong Qingyan, standing a few meters away, couldn’t help but grip her suitcase handle tightly and asked aloud, "Fourth Master, can you take me inside too?"

Duan Feihan replied succinctly, "No."

With these two words, he headed upstairs to the second floor of the laboratory with Zhou Nan, leaving Tong Qingyan awkwardly standing in the cold winter.

Forget it, she was used to it.

This Fourth Master of the Duan Family was always so cold and indifferent.

If he were a bit gentler, perhaps she wouldn’t have shifted her affections towards Xu Xingchen.

Despite being uncle and nephew, the differences between them were vast.

Duan Feihan entered the laboratory. Seeing his arrival, the journalists and photographers allowed to stay inside for the documentary filming subconsciously stood up straighter and quickly greeted, "Hello, Mr. Duan."

This young and promising Mr. Duan was the real emperor of their entertainment circle.

Duan Feihan’s gaze was indifferent, nodding slightly.

He lowered his eyes, staring at the golden coffin before him, its dragon patterns soaring through the clouds, uniquely surrounded by lifelike rose carvings.

To be honest, it was indeed quite magnificent.

Duan Feihan looked towards Professors Ge and the others and asked, "Experts, please don’t mind me. You may begin."

Instantly, Professors Ge and the others showed signs of embarrassment.

Begin?

They hadn’t even figured out the structure of this golden coffin!

A group of experts were at a loss with the coffin. Unlike tomb raiders, they couldn’t destroy the artifacts and could only stare helplessly at it.

Professor Ge immediately cast an expectant glance at Bai Chuwei, "Bai, do you have any good suggestions for opening the coffin?"

Maybe Bai Chuwei had a method.

Several interns standing at the back couldn’t help but sneer upon hearing this.

Everyone had high hopes for her, but she led them into the Underground Palace, and nothing happened. She was also clumsy when handling artifacts inside.

Bai Chuwei smiled and clearly said, "Yes."

A method?

Everyone rejoiced, while the interns had mixed expressions.

If Bai Chuwei could actually open the golden coffin, it wouldn’t just be an excellent award but something far more significant!

The professors were overjoyed. Professor Ge clapped his hands together in excitement and asked, "Really? How do you propose we open it? If you manage to open the coffin, I’ll personally lead the application for the National Archaeology Award on your behalf."

Everyone gasped, this award was equivalent to an international mathematics gold medal, gaining recognition in global archaeology.

Bai Chuwei placed a hand on the golden coffin and smiled, "Bring an electric saw, and cut it open."

Everyone: "???"

Are you freaking kidding me?

What are you on about?

This is an artifact! Can you be that crude? They are archaeologists, not shameless tomb raiders!

"Bai, are you suggesting this because you’re annoyed that the professors are wasting your weekend rest time?" someone suddenly questioned skeptically.