Chapter 663: Ancient Poems Destroying the Three Views

"Boss Xiao, can you introduce me to the boats you mentioned?" Curator Wang looked excited.
Xiao Peng sighed: "What else can I introduce? They are all merchant ships from ancient times. I don't know about those in that era, but I have verified that they are'materials.' At the very least, there is no shortage of porcelain. The sinking depths of these ships are different. The shallowest is about 30 meters and the deepest is less than 200 meters. However, these ships have something in common, that is, they are well preserved. According to my observations, these ships They are all buried under the silt, forming an anaerobic environment, avoiding the oxidative damage of the wooden hull. Therefore, what you should consider now is whether to'collect and preserve as a whole'? Or'in situ salvage and preserve'."
"Where is the difference between the two?" Curator Wang is expert in cultural relics, but doesn't understand seabed salvage.
Xiao Peng replied: "The so-called overall salvage and preservation, just like the salvage of the South China Sea No. 1 in the past, a special caisson was created to salvage the entire hull of the ship, connecting the sunken ship, cultural relics, and the surrounding sea and sand The original condition is lifted and transported at one time. This has the advantage of better protection of the overall hull and less loss of cultural relics. The disadvantage is that it naturally costs more. The simplest, the fully loaded caisson weighs more than 3,000 tons, how much to salvage Floating airbags? And it costs money to salvage a ship, and money is needed to salvage a caisson, underwater facilities, ships, and labor are all money. If you calculate, salvaging such a ship will cost at least 70 to 100 million salvage costs. A total of seven or eight ships requires at least 560 million to play."
Curator Wang was taken aback: "So many? What about'salvage and preservation'?"
Xiao Peng smiled and said, "That's much simpler. The advantage is that the price is cheap, but it is easy to miss cultural relics. After all, no one can do so carefully when working on the seabed. It would cost a few million to salvage a boat like this. It can be done. You need to negotiate the specific method. Anyway, I can guarantee that you will never come back empty-handed, but there is only one thing that needs attention.
Director Wang hurriedly asked, "Boss Xiao, please tell me."
Xiao Peng said: "These sunken ships are distributed along the ancient Maritime Silk Road. Most of them are close to the Xisha and Nansha islands controlled by other countries. How to deal with this problem is up to you."
When Lao Sun heard it, his face was filled with joy: "Aha! I said that your kid was so kind to contribute to the shipwreck site. It turned out to be because of this? You are afraid of salvaging things to be caught by other countries. Snatch it, so that's the reason to use the power of the country to salvage these ships? Hey, you guys still have the confidence to be three and a half percent? Twenty percent! Can't be more!" Sun Lao finished, looking at Xiao Peng cheerfully.
How did you know that Xiao Peng looked at Lao Sun with a hint of pity in his eyes, what did he mean?
"Why does your kid look at me like this?" Even Lao Sun was puzzled.
Xiao Peng sighed: "Grandpa Sun, people say that older people are more like children. I understand this. But you are a bit too childish, right? Would you be happy if you let me deflate?"
After hearing this, Old Sun nodded: "What you said is very reasonable. I am happy to see you deflated, but this is not as simple as making you deflated, 15%! How much is that? Give you less Some, the country will earn more!"
Xiao Peng shook his head: "Old Sun, you seem to have forgotten one thing."
"What's the matter?" Old Sun looked at Xiao Peng with a playful look. Xiao Peng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I can get the big goldfish out without knowing it. I can't get those sunken ships? I won't salvage them, not because I can't salvage them, but because of the things. It’s too much. It’s troublesome to ship it back. Everyone knows that I’m lazy and afraid of trouble. But since you are so reluctant to spend money, then I’ll salvage it myself.

After hearing Xiao Peng's words, the first dumbfounded was not Lao Sun, but Curator Wang. He didn't know what was going on with the big goldfish, but he knew what Xiao Peng meant by saying these things: I won't play with you anymore, I will play by myself.
Curator Wang hurriedly looked at Lao Sun with an anxious look of help.
When Lao Sun heard this, he was a little anxious: "Why are you making so much money? If those sunken ships really have as much wealth as you said, do you know how much it is?"
Xiao Peng frowned, "Why is it wrong for me to make money by my own ability? You say I have a lot of money, how much money I am? Rich Ma has more than 200 billion yuan, and I don't even have a fraction of him! But why are you staring at me? Did I pay less or donate less? Did I break the law or disorder? Grandpa Sun, you know I’m young and short-tempered, and I can’t stand a run on the most. You must think I’m young and bully Well, I’ll go back to my Qianliyan. I used to look down on those dishes and bowls on the bottom of the sea. I think about it now, with so many people on my island, using those things in the cafeteria can save a lot of buying The money on the plate! Don’t you think it’s too much to spend? It’s okay, I’ll go back and collect it by myself. Don’t worry, I’ll pay taxes according to law.
Old Sun was stunned in the same place: "Your kid is really dog-faced? How can you turn your face and turn your face? You still pay taxes according to the law. According to your statement, if you put those porcelains in your cafeteria as dishes, what taxes do you pay? "
Xiao Peng said: "Is the stamp duty of the fishery company? Alright, you play slowly, I'm leaving. I will go fishing for the boat tomorrow."
Lu Ya hurriedly grabbed Xiao Peng, she didn't want to see things going so stiff: "Xiao Peng, what's the matter with you? Can't you see that Grandpa Sun is joking?" Curator Wang listened and was there. Nodded and winked at Lao Sun. Old Sun is angry, Xiao Pengdan is too fat! Do you dare to shake your face like this? Is it too conniving to him?
Thinking of this, Old Sun simply tilted his head and didn't look at Xiao Peng. Xiao Peng smiled slightly: "Lu Ya, I really don't see that Old Sun is joking. I have a motto for being a man,'Fool me once, it's your fault; Fool me twice, the fault lies with me', no matter what, can it be allowed once or twice? Haha, Sun Lao has mentioned the money twice, this is a joke? I, Xiao Peng, although I have some money, It’s not a local tyrant, and you don’t need to divide the fields. It’s not mine. I don’t get any money. It’s mine. I don’t want to give any money! If you want to let it go, it’s up to me!
Old Sun coughed twice: "When can I change your boy's temper?"
Xiao Peng shook his head: "Old Sun, do you think this is my temper? What will happen to you if this happens to you?"
Old Sun smiled slyly: "If it were me, I would definitely be dedicated to the country."
Xiao Peng hummed, "So I am not you, let's go, Lao Sun, I'm leaving. You play slowly." After saying that Xiao Peng walked out without saying anything with his hands behind his back.
Director Wang ran out quickly: "Boss Xiao, don't worry. Let's talk more!"
"What else to talk about?" Xiao Peng was obviously in a bad mood. In fact, Xiao Peng didn't have too much demand for material things. Just enough money was enough. The more extravagant the more, the easier it is for people to lose themselves. Moreover, Xiao Peng is not at all. Bad money, the money now is enough for him to live a few lifetimes.
What's more, except for those who really love these things in their bones, most people just use these things to prove their value.
Those who are truly at the top level, although they also pursue these things, they never deliberately pursue them. Most of them still feel comfortable. Although Xiao Peng said that the money can’t keep up with them, he feels that his mental realm has basically reached. In the realm of these top rich.
but! This does not mean that Xiao Peng has to do Lei Feng every time!
If this is Xiao Peng's willingness, Xiao Peng can do without money. Isn't this time to take out these treasures to let the country take advantage? Do you have to kill yourself? Isn't this a bit too much?
Curator Wang rolled his eyes: "Boss Xiao, are you here to visit the Forbidden City? There are some Qing dynasty relics that have just been sorted out in the back. Boss Xiao, you see, you also deal with antiquities all day, and learn some knowledge. What?"
Hearing Curator Wang said this, Xiao Peng stopped: "That. Older Sun won't follow me again, right?"
"Definitely not." Lu Ya walked out: "You stomped Grandpa Sun angrily."
Xiao Peng shrugged, "Obviously he is bullying me, so what makes me stomping him with anger? Curator Wang, please lead the way."
Curator Wang led Xiao Peng into a room. The first thing that came into Xiao Peng's eyes was a calligraphy and painting, sealed in a glass cabinet. The writing was pretty good, but what about it? . . . . . Well, it is a Qilv poem. It is written like this: You don’t need to lead cattle and sheep to know the road, come down to drink the Bixiquan, and children ride horses to find death, only at the side of Donggouxigu.
Xiao Peng sincerely wanted to scold MMP, what kind of thing is this Nima? Poems for elementary school students? Is there anything worse than this?
However, the reality immediately slapped Xiao Peng again, and the poem next to it was even more amazing: a child can ride a camel when he is five years old, and the milk cake is for Liang Le Zena. Suddenly Qingsha turned over and teased his schoolfather Wu Tianma.
What the is "Le Zina"? Even if the word ‘That’ is pronounced ‘NE’ here, it is purely for rhyming. Is this Nima still hanging here? Isn't it shameful?
Facts have proved that it is really not too shameful, the whole room is filled with poems, and they are all such bad and speechless poems.
Xiao Peng looked at Curator Wang with a full face of complaint: "Curator Wang, I am a person who has no culture, but I also know that this kind of poetry is better than him in the ancient times, and the private school for several years is better than him. Here you are. With such a room, isn’t this shameful for the Forbidden City?"
Curator Wang smiled: "It was because I was afraid of embarrassment that I didn't show it out. But there is one thing you said wrong. These are really good things. The things that can be placed in this room are written by Qianlong. Verses."
"You mean? These are all poems made by Qianlong?" Xiao Peng felt a bit ruined.