Chapter 624: Moreau's Discovery

The high-speed elevator quickly reached the 51st floor. The elevator door opened and Xiao Peng walked out, pushing his bicycle. The woman in sunglasses followed him relentlessly, "Don't leave! I've already contacted the property management staff! You have to hand over the pinhole camera!"

Xiao Peng ignored her and walked to a door.

The woman scoffed, "Don't tell me this house is yours!"

Xiao Peng reached out and pressed the fingerprint lock to open the door: "You can explain it to the property management staff yourself."

After saying that, he pushed his bicycle into the room. This guy really met a psychopath! He really took himself too seriously, didn't he?

The woman was stunned. She couldn't understand how this 'hoodie' could possibly live here.

This is another difference between Eastern and Western cultures. In fact, young people in both the East and the West like to wear "hoodies" because they are comfortable and cozy to wear. However, in the eyes of some Westerners, "hoodies" are equated with "vagrants" and "thugs", and are a symbol of unkempt appearance.

You can see this in Hollywood movies: almost all characters wearing hoodies represent down and out. In Iron Man 3, isn't Iron Man wearing a hoodie when he's down on his luck? And in Gentle Corpse, there's a line like, "But since I'm wearing a hoodie, I must be unemployed."

Xiao Peng certainly didn't care about what others thought. His mentality had also changed.

When he first became wealthy, he also wore designer clothes and watches. But what about him now? Clothes only have value when they are worn by him!

A person's mentality is closely related to their wealth. Xiao Peng himself doesn't even know how much money he has now. How can he still live the same way as before? And still pretend to be poor? That's disgusting!

It's all the rage these days to have celebrities whine about their poverty. Just look at the money those celebrities spend on a single bag – it's enough for ordinary people to live on for a year! They forget one thing: the audience watching them whine about their poverty is mostly ordinary people!

So it seems to have become a trend for a group of ordinary people to watch rich people complain about their difficulties while they have billions of dollars in assets every day.

Xiao Peng felt disgusted by such behavior. Who in this world has it easy? Who are they crying poor and begging for? Seeing a bunch of rich people constantly calling themselves "working people" made Xiao Peng want to slap them in the face.

This trend originated in the entertainment industry. They're using stories like "cut my hand," "got a mosquito bite," "fell," "had to soak in water in winter and wear a cotton jacket in summer," "had to deliver lengthy lines," and "paid too much tax" to play up their pity. They even exaggerate the acting profession as a "high-risk occupation." But isn't that what you're supposed to do when you're earning a high salary? These people are turning the word "hard work" into a derogatory term. If you really think it's that bad, why not just quit?

Although all human happiness and misfortune are derived from comparison, Xiao Peng believes that "staring at other people's lives for no reason" and "letting others know about your own life for no reason" are both disgusting behaviors.

How you live your life has nothing to do with others. How others live their lives has nothing to do with you.

Or is it because you are too full?

Xiao Peng returned home, hung his bicycle on the wall, and took a comfortable bath in the bathroom. Just as he emerged from the bathroom in his pajamas, he heard the doorbell ring. He walked over and turned on the intercom and said, "Is this the property management? Whoever wants to see you can go find them. This has nothing to do with me."

"Hello!" The voice that came out was a lady's. It was the same voice as the woman wearing sunglasses. "I'm your neighbor. I came to apologize for what happened just now!"

Xiao Peng didn't even open the door. He said directly, "No need to apologize. Just don't take yourself too seriously in the future. You are quite pretty, but your rude behavior just now was disgusting."

After that, he went straight to the bathroom without listening to the answer, making the woman so angry that she stomped her feet at the door.

Xiao Peng, however, looked disgusted. "Who knows who you are? You're just being indiscriminate and taunting me. Did I offend you?"

He took out a bottle of juice from the refrigerator and walked to the computer. Just as he was about to find a game to relax, there was a beeping sound from the computer. Someone sent a video request signal.

Xiao Peng sat down and connected the video: "Moro, what's going on? Is there any progress on the work? Get away from the camera! What's wrong with that big face?"

Moro quickly sat up straight and said, "Boss, there is indeed progress. We found an unexpected shipwreck."

Xiao Peng asked, "An unplanned shipwreck? What about the treasure on board? Is it worth salvaging?"

Moro coughed dryly and said, "It's a British ship. We checked it with a small ROV, but there's nothing worth salvaging."

"Then why are you looking for me so excitedly?" Xiao Peng was confused.

Moro then took out a porcelain bottle and showed it to the screen: "But I found this on the ship!"

Xiao Peng frowned slightly after looking at it. "It has underglaze blue and white, a large mouth, a long neck, a wide rim, and a thick body. The peony pattern is typical Chinese sea-salvaged porcelain. It looks like craftsmanship from the late Song Dynasty to the early Ming Dynasty. But it's not worth much. This is what you call 'mass-produced'. A bottle like this would probably sell for 20,000 or 30,000 yuan at best. There are so many of these in the sea. You can find tens of thousands of them on a single shipwreck. Why are you staring at this?"

Moro said, "Boss, this bottle is different. When we fished it out, it was sealed with wax and honey. I found this inside the bottle."

He took out another piece of sheepskin and placed it in front of the camera.

Xiao Peng asked in confusion, "What is this?"

Moro said, "I sent you the photo via email. It's in the attachment. Take a look!"

Xiao Peng opened the email attachment, which contained many photos. He looked carefully at the piece of sheepskin and saw Latin written on it. This Latin was the oldest church Latin, but because it was too old, many of the words were unclear.

"Wait a moment." Xiao Peng went to find a piece of paper and a pen, opened all the photos one by one, wrote down the words on the paper, and then frowned and thought.

Moro asked, "Boss, what on earth is this?"

Xiao Peng asked in return: "Didn't you ask someone to translate the content here?"

Moreau shook his head. "Boss, I doubt this will be a major discovery, so the fewer people who know about it, the better. What's recorded in here? When we found the bottle, it was hidden in a box, and it looked very important. Is it something valuable?"

Xiao Peng thought for a moment and said, "What I'm considering now is not whether this thing is good or not, but whether it's fake or not."