After the return time, Zhang Jing took the time to catch up on sleep.

Back to Costa Rica is 15 hours later, disembark at 8 p.m. in the seaside city of Jaco. z.br>

As soon as he landed, there was big news that the Costa Rican yamen claimed to have found a total value of about 5 billion yuan on the island of Cocoa, including but not limited to gold and silverware, antiques, and jewelry.

All of this stuff was shipped back to the capital, San Jose, with video as evidence.

This news will not fix Ortiz, and Zhang Jing will not be rectified.

"What did I find?" Ortiz asked Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing thought thoughtfully, it was obvious that because of the special geographical location of Coco Island, which was loved by heroes from all walks of life in history, there was more than one treasure hiding place on the island.

It seems that there is a chance to go to Cocoa Island once.

At the same time, Thomas returned to the ship with four of his men, and he was sure that his 10-man treasure hunt team had been eliminated.

Looking at the dense bullet holes in the cockpit door, Thomas asked his girlfriend in surprise, "What's going on?"

"Strangers boarded the boat in the early hours of yesterday morning," Ahll explained, "I chased them away with a rifle and lost a lifeboat on board."

Thomas breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Are you hurt?"

"No," Ahll shook his head on the surface, thinking to Zhang Jingdao, "I'm fine."

"That's good," Thomas liked Ahll very much, a very standard beauty, and made him feel his heart beating and his blood burning, "Let's go back."

"What about the others?" Ahll asked.

"No," Thomas sighed heavily, "I'll talk about it later."

At this time, Thomas was told the news that the Costa Rican yamen had found a treasure on Coco Island, which made him angry.

All the efforts came to naught, the soldiers were lost, but fortunately, Madame is still there.

I don't know Zhang Jing and Taylor. How about Ortiz?

Zhang Jing didn't know that Thomas was talking to himself, and at the moment he was listening to Ortiz complaining.

"We will prosecute the Costa Rican Yamen!" Ortiz said solemnly, "Those are treasures that my ancestors collected in South America, but they were stolen halfway through, and they were left on Coco Island!"

Zhang Jing was speechless, it was simply bandit logic, how could the things looted in the South / American colonies be regarded as the treasures of Madrid???

"Your ancestors did so many bad things," Zhang Jing reminded Ortiz, "The treasure was also robbed, how can you be embarrassed to sue?"

"What do you mean?" Ortiz stared at Zhang Jing with a pair of eyes.

At the seaside marina, the sea breeze was blowing, and Zhang Jing shrugged, "Literally, I feel that there is something wrong with your character."

「....」

Ortiz looked at Zhang Jing in disbelief, "I thought you would be on my side."

"I am on the side of justice."

It's still the same sentence, anyway, it can't be licked, Zhang Jing is fearless and frank.

Ortiz left in a rage.

Not wanting to stay in an unfamiliar place, Zhang Jing took a taxi 80 kilometers back to the capital, San Jose International Airport, and returned to Los Angeles the next morning.

The Chevrolet anti-SUV car was parked at the airport, and Zhang Jing returned directly to Manor 1550 and poured out all the harvest in the study on the second floor.

One of the strange things is why you like to make candlesticks and cutlery out of silver? Look at the mess.

Gold is relatively pure, with gold coins, gold ornaments, gold ingots, gold tableware, gold holy boxes, and gold ritual supplies.

There is also a part of the jewelry, mainly pearls, that has been soaked in seawater and completely wasted.

There are also some worthless bloodstones, dragon breath stones, and jade yellow stones.

The largest items are a chest and a statue of the Golden Madonna.

The box is made of silver, about half a cubic meter in size; The statue of Our Lady of Gold is about 0.6 meters, which looks quite exquisite.

Because it has been sleeping on the seabed for too long, the surface of all silver products has been destroyed, dull and black, and oxidized severely.

It takes polishing to make them brighter, but these things are

It is an antique, does not require additional processing, and the original flavor is more fragrant.

There is also oxidation on the surface of gold.

Fortunately, gold is chemically stable and highly resistant to corrosion, and seawater does not really corrode gold itself.

This is followed by weighing and piece counting.

There are 779 pieces of silver products, totaling about 1,250 catties.

There are a total of 267 pieces of gold products, totaling about 360 catties.

Wild pearls are valuable, but they are not well preserved and have been completely wasted.

In the last step, Zhang Jing violently opened the locked silver box with the help of tools, and what came into view was a "black huhu", which had been completely soaked in seawater.

"Black Huhu" is supposed to be a package made of some kind of animal skin.

Zhang Jing borrowed tweezers to slowly untie the rotten knot, opened it, and there was another layer of animal skin wrapped inside.

The layer, still damp, was untied again, revealing another layer of wrapping inside.

Similar to a nesting doll, a three-layer set.

The innermost layer is not soaked in water, and it is slightly damp.

When I opened the inner layer, there were four yellowed and hard-haired beastskin books that looked very old.

Zhang Jing moved very lightly and lightly to take them out.

The four volumes are of the same size, about 40 centimeters long and 34 centimeters wide, and each is about 10 centimeters thick.

As if discussing the structure of the human body with Lindsay, Zhang Jing opened a page very, very carefully.

I don't know the content, it's not English, it's like Greek.

Closing the book, Zhang Jing realized that these four books were the most rewarding of the trip to Cocoa Island, and although the others were also very high, they were afraid of comparison in everything.

Zhang Jing called Xu Zehong so as not to be picked up by others.

Xu Zehong drove from Kanfen Farm, the whole journey took three hours, and he immediately started working at Manor 1550.

First of all, there are silverware, part cutlery, part religious items, and some silver coins.

After careful judgment and measurement, Xu Zehong pointed to the 779 pieces of 1,250 catties of silver products that had been classified, "Their value is about 6.5 million to 7.5 million meters."

Zhang Jingtou, it feels good, and it can only be sold for about 360,000 meters per gram.

"267 pieces of gold are difficult to estimate," Xu Zehong said, "There are Piast gold coins, gold louis gold coins, gold candlesticks, reliquaries, and statues of the Virgin, with an estimated value of more than 200 million meters."

"Wow!"

Zhang Jing's eyes were bright, and although it was not worth mentioning compared to what the Costa Rican Yamen had gained, it was enough to make people feel satisfied.

"What about the four books?" Zhang Jing asked.

"Greek, the content is unknown, it needs to be translated, and the estimation is the most precious."

Zhang nodded, "The contents of the four books are to be translated; Sell the other things, you find customers, and the one with the highest price will get it."

"You can try the auction," Xu Zehong said, "antiques are very popular now."

"Yes," Zhang Jing agreed, "things will be sent to Xiangjiang."

Xu Zehong soon found a friend who knew Greek and lived in Los Angeles, an old white man, to translate the four books in Manor 1550.

In the neat and bright living room, an old man with silver hair introduced, "These four books are the Bible, and the contents of the Old Testament and the New Testament are respectively."

Zhang Jing's expression remained unchanged, and he felt cold in his heart, the Bible was the same as a pistol, almost every family had it.

After a pause of two seconds, the silver-haired old man said, "These four Bibles are very exquisitely made, and judging from the content of the notes, their makers should be Constantine the Great of the Roman Empire 1,600 years ago."

Zhang Jing was surprised in his heart, it was equivalent to the Eastern Jin Dynasty of the Dragon Kingdom, the era in which Wang Xizhi lived, even if it was four meat jokes, it was very valuable.

"How could a Roman emperor believe in God?" Xu Zehong didn't understand and asked.

"Constantine the Great of the Roman Empire was baptized and converted to Christianity in his later years, and one of the most famous things he did was to issue a decree in 311 A.D. to stop persecuting Christianity."

"According to church historians, Constantine the Great ordered allow

If a man makes 50 Bibles, four of them are one, and those four may be one of those 50 Bibles."

"Is there a similar type of scripture in the world?" Xu Zehong asked.

"Yes, there are two parts," said the silver-haired old man, "the first part is collected by four countries, 347 pages in the Yin Kingdom, 485 pages in Da Mao, 43 pages in Germany, 62 pages in Egypt, and the second half of the Old Testament is missing."

"Another copy of Constantine the Great's Bible is now in the Vatican/Tigan collection, but parts of the New Testament are missing."

At this point, the old man looked at Zhang Jing enviously, "These four books are the only complete Constantine the Great Bible in the world, there are some damages, there is nothing missing, and they are very precious."

Zhang Jing was shocked in his heart, collecting this thing was actually calculated by "page"!!

I can't understand it, but I can empathize with it.

For example, Wang Xizhi knows that he is a book saint, but the Dragon Kingdom does not have a single true handwriting of him.

There is only one "Funeral Post" in the Japanese Museum, if the "Funeral Post" is in a private hand, it can really - kill crazy!

Looking back, the same is true of Constantine the Great's Bible.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jing looked at the old man and went straight to the point and said, "You will be paid 200,000 meters on the condition that the existence of Emperor Constantine's Bible is kept secret."

"What if I refuse?" The old man tried to resist.

"It's not polite to threaten someone," Zhang Jing looked frank, "but I still want you to know that your children, your grandchildren, will die before you."

The silver-haired old man's heart trembled slightly, he didn't expect Zhang Jing to be so fierce, and lowered his head to express his willingness to abide by the agreement.

Calling Barbie to pay, Zhang Jing picked up the four scriptures and left the living room.