Chapter 24 Scare yourself?

After having breakfast at the restaurant of the 'C2' Hotel, Xiao Peng had decided to stay here for a while after getting the money.

The breakfast here is not rich, croissant, soft-boiled egg, two sausages, a piece of barbecue and a glass of milk. But the service and environment here really make people feel comfortable.

Watching the guests here leisurely eating breakfast while reading the newspaper, even though this crappy breakfast is not worth 30 euros and is very simple, the people around me feel like they are enjoying a French meal. That feeling is particularly pretentious... Ahem, I said it wrong, it's tasteful!

After breakfast, Xiao Peng looked at the time and saw that the bank was not open yet. He didn't know what to do. After thinking about it, he decided to go back to the boat, pack up his things and move to the hotel to stay!

"Xiao!" When he was almost reaching the boat, he suddenly heard someone calling him.

"Mrs. Derrida, good morning!" Xiao Peng smiled and said, "You're up so early! No wonder you look so much younger and more energetic than your peers!"

Mrs. Derrida's face was full of smiles, but she suppressed her smile and said with a straight face, "Xiao, you are not honest."

Xiao Peng was stunned: "Mrs. Derrida, what did I do wrong? Why do you say that to me?"

Mrs. Derrida said angrily, "I tried to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes according to the recipe you gave me yesterday, but it was impossible to make!"

Xiao Peng's eyes widened. "Mrs. Derrida, many children in our country can make fried eggplant. This dish is very simple. I've written it clearly here. How could it be impossible to make it?"

"Is it written clearly?" Mrs. Derrida feigned anger. "Look at what you wrote above. 'A pinch of salt'? Tell me how much 'a pinch' is? You have to be precise to the 'gram'!"

Xiao Peng opened his mouth wide, not knowing what to say. After a long pause, he said, "Mrs. Derrida, you've really wronged me about this! You have to understand that everyone has different tastes. Some like salty food, some like bland food, some like sour food, and some like sweet food. For example, as people age, their taste buds degenerate, and they tend to like more salt... In short, you should make food based on your own preferences, rather than sticking to a fixed number of grams."

Mrs. Derrida shrugged. “I’m a German immigrant.”

Xiao Peng's face was filled with black lines, you are so rigorous and awesome!

Mrs. Derrida suddenly laughed. "But I'm from Marseille now, so of course I'm not that rigid. You're right! I'll make it a few more times and I'm sure I'll find the taste that suits me and my husband!"

Xiao Peng gave a thumbs-up and said, "You can definitely do it! By the way, where's Mr. Derrida? Why don't I see him?"

Mrs. Derrida shrugged and said, "At the police station!"

"Ah?" Xiao Peng's eyes widened: "What happened?"

Mrs. Derrida didn't know Xiao Peng had resigned. "It's a good thing you didn't come home from work last night. A group of people showed up at the harbor early yesterday morning, wandering around. They didn't look like good people. They even sneaked onto each boat, looking for something. We were all asleep, but I, an old man, heard some noise and went out to take a look."

Xiao Peng was a little nervous after hearing this: "Is he okay?"

"What happened to him? He fired a shot and those guys all ran away. The police just came to deal with this matter this morning. My husband went to the police station with him. He should be back soon!" Mrs. Derrida laughed and said, "You've been busy all night, go back and rest quickly. I'll make him some scrambled eggs with tomatoes before he comes back!"

Xiao Peng was relieved to hear that Mr. Derrida was fine. "Okay, Mrs. Derrida, I won't bother you anymore. By the way, I may not live on the boat anymore in the future."

Mrs. Derrida was puzzled and asked, "Why don't you live on the boat? It would be so comfortable to feel the sea breeze and listen to the waves every night."

Xiao Peng smiled bitterly and said, "If I were on a yacht like yours, I might feel comfortable too, but my little boat is scorching hot in the summer and freezing cold in the winter. It's even inconvenient to bathe and cook. I really can't hold on any longer!"

Mrs. Derrida smiled and said, "That's true. Go live somewhere you feel comfortable. Learn to enjoy life. Don't wait until you're old like us to understand it. It's a shame to lose such a good neighbor. By the way, about the community mutual aid..."

Xiao Peng said directly: "Don't worry, Mrs. Derrida, even if I'm not on the ship, I live nearby. If you need anything, just give me a call anytime!"

It's nearby! It's just a few minutes' walk from the C2 Hotel! But there's no need to show off to Mrs. Derrida.

Mrs. Derrida's eyes narrowed with joy. "I'm not mistaken. You're a good young man. Okay, stop wasting time with an old lady like me! I want to continue my challenge of making scrambled eggs with tomatoes!"

Xiao Peng said goodbye to Mrs. Derrida with a smile, returned to his boat, and packed his luggage.

In fact, his luggage was not very large; it could easily fit in a suitcase. In the past few years in Marseille, he had only bought a few pieces of clothing to save money.

"Hmm?" He suddenly felt something was wrong...

Although the security in Marseille is not very good, there is really no fool who would go to the Old Port of Marseille to cause trouble!

After all, this is the image of Marseille, the place with the most tourists, and the place that the police pay the most attention to. What kind of idiot would come here to cause trouble?

And here comes a bunch of idiots like this?

Xiao Peng suddenly thought of how Fabian had called and so many people came to escort them yesterday. Damn! Could it be Fabian's doing?

He suddenly felt nervous. If Fabian and the others refused to pay and asked Pascal to report the checkbook lost, he would definitely have to go to court to get the money back! They were so rich that they were not afraid of lawsuits!

Why was I so foolish as to give them all the gold and silver coins? Will there be any problems with this check?

Thinking of this, he was so nervous that he didn't even bother to pack his luggage. He rode his old bicycle to the bank and sat at the door waiting for it to open.

This foolish behavior even alarmed the bank security who came to question him. The security didn't say anything until Xiao Peng took out the check. But he seemed skeptical!

After waiting for a long time for the bank to open, Xiao Peng rushed in immediately, filled out the deposit form with ease, carefully checked his personal account information, and handed the check to the staff at the counter. In fact, this could be done by a machine, but Xiao Peng insisted on letting the staff do it. He wanted to make sure that there was no problem with the check.

In fact, it was a false alarm. There was no problem with the check at all. However, the lady at the bank counter flirted with Xiao Peng after seeing the amount of his check, and even handed him a small note with her phone number on it.

Xiao Peng was still confused when he walked out of the bank. Is the check okay?

Am I overthinking it?