Archaeological Team Dormitory, Single Apartment.
In a roughly thirty square meter one-bedroom apartment, Qin Sisi sat on the couch, her light white floral dress falling casually. Her gaze was still fixed on her cell phone screen.
The content of "Touch Gold Notes," volume one, entered her field of vision.
'I've decided to go check out the tomb mentioned in the Warring States silk manuscript.'
'To do a good job, one must first sharpen one's tools.'
'I've prepared threaded steel pipes, archaeology probes, dividing compasses, folding shovels, short hammers, multi-purpose military knives, and a few double-barreled shotguns from the black market to deal with the "zongzi."'
'Who knows if those things actually exist.'
'...'
Upon reading this, the slight frown on Qin Sisi's brow quickly relaxed.
Zongzi?
As a professional member of the archaeological team who had been to several ancient tombs with the team, she knew well that there were no such things as 'zongzi' in tombs.
