The area near the gas station was very chaotic. Various cars were swerving left and right in the crowd, and there was no pattern at all. Car horns of various audio frequencies were blaring one after another. Arabs wearing headscarves were shouting and cursing in the cars. Every car
Large or small injuries can be seen on the car body, and the whole scene is almost crazy.
In the thick car exhaust and the scorching sun, Chen Zhi felt that his head was about to explode. Fat Wei covered his ears and shouted, "These Egyptian guys are so noisy. If there is an earth god in this place,
He must have died of schizophrenia..."
After they bypassed the gas station, they walked forward quickly. When the honking vehicles moved away from them, their ears became quiet. The iron houses in front of them were getting closer and closer, and the iron houses were getting closer and closer.
Behind, there is an endless yellow desert. There are few people on the desert. Occasionally, a few camels can be seen swaying slowly. There is no dirty tail smell in the air, and there is a thin layer of clear sand.
The smell, the legendary Western Desert, just fell in front of them.
At this time, the sky has obviously darkened. In the desert night, there must be a place to stay, because the pedestrians coming and going are too chaotic, and there are many violent and dangerous elements among them. There is no security in the desert night. If someone comes the next day,
Suddenly disappearing, no one will notice at all, so the iron house in front is their only place to go.
Those tin houses were far further away than they seemed. They walked for about twenty minutes before the small houses finally appeared in front of them.
It turns out that in addition to a B&B, this place is also a small shop and long-distance rest stop. The outside of the house is covered with iron sheets and the building is square. The green paint on the iron sheets has faded, making it look more and more shabby.
After arriving at the destination, Chen Zhi stretched his stiff and sore body first. The desert wind blew into his face with a strong and unique smell, unobstructed and making people feel chilly.
The guys at the door were a little concerned about these Asians and didn't dare to greet them rashly. However, there was a scantily clad Egyptian woman dancing around them in a veil, trying to attract business in the evening.
There were two or three plastic chairs on the front porch in front of the store, lying on the ground, covered with sand and soil, and the original color could no longer be seen.
Mina led them towards the B&B area. She had been here many times before and was familiar with it, so she found a B&B that she was familiar with.
The lights in the store were very dim, and the drinks and snacks on the counter were covered with a thin layer of sand and looked very old. An Egyptian man in his 60s greeted them warmly behind the counter in broken English.
He greeted Mina and exchanged a few pleasantries.
Several of them went into the tin house to rest for a while, waiting for the boss to arrange a room for them. Although this kind of tin house is made of iron on the outside, the inside is actually a very strong steel and wooden frame structure, which is very wind-resistant, even in large areas.
It will not collapse in the wind and sand.
But the indoor structure is very primitive, a bit like the inside of a big tent, with curtains hanging everywhere, separating small areas. The boss took them into a room where the walls were all separated by curtains, and both men and women
Sleeping together, there is no privacy, the space is very narrow, and there is an unpleasant smell everywhere.
There are no bathing facilities here, and you have to go to the desert to use the toilet. But even with these conditions, it costs 300 US dollars per night, and this is considered good for a B&B in the desert.
After everyone settled down, everyone took out the guns, checked them again, and then wrapped them in cloth. It was too messy here, and the guns must not be exposed outside, nor should the temperature continue to be high.
Then Mina asked Chen Zhidao,
"We have found the place, but the desert here is endless and there is no direction at all. We can't go looking for it without a clue, right?"
"Don't worry! I know what I know",
Chen Zhi did not look up at Mina, but opened his trouser legs, took out the dagger and put it outside to cool down, and then said calmly,
"Let's find a place to eat first, and then set off at midnight today!"
Food is not served in the B&B. In the words of the B&B owner, "If you want pretty girls, we can supply them, with all kinds of eye colors. But if you want to eat, go to the shop in front."
The store the boss pointed to is the only restaurant here, GAT.
GAT was originally a very large fast food chain store in Egypt. It was built when the government invested in this oasis. However, after the tourist attractions here were cancelled, the original chain store was bought by private owners. This desert has desert rules.
Money from different industries cannot be made by the same company. B&Bs make money from tourists staying overnight, while the money for catering must be made by the owner of the GAT restaurant.
The owner of the GAT restaurant is a sturdy Egyptian man with a big beard. He speaks very little, but is very polite. He is very familiar with Mina. When he met Chen Zhi and others, he took the initiative to shake hands with them. Chen Zhi felt
Yes, the boss has thick calluses on his index finger. He probably touched guns frequently in the past.
Most people are very tired after taking the long-distance station. All the businessmen are eating here. The whole restaurant is as lively as a canteen in the 1960s.
But Mina was a VIP in the eyes of the boss. The boss let Chen Zhi's team go to the backyard, where there was a small dining table for their family to eat.
The boss's eldest daughter was responsible for serving them food. The girl, like other Egyptian women, covered her head with a thick scarf, but judging from her eyes, she should be a little girl with beautiful eyes.
As expected, the boss's small stove had a different response. Chen Zhi and the others had an authentic Egyptian lunch here: grilled pigeons, grilled fish, authentic Egyptian whole-wheat bread and sweet and delicious wine.
You can imagine the days after entering the desert. I don’t know if I will be able to eat enough for the rest of the journey, so I take this time to quickly replenish some energy.
After dinner, the boss's daughter served them a pot of tea. She seemed to like Chen Zhi very much and put two tablespoons of sugar in the glass. After Chen Zhi took a sip, he felt it was terribly sweet and tasted like
It is Chinese black tea.
At this time, the meal was over. After the boss finished working outside, he came in with a pot of figs and said enthusiastically to everyone in English, "I am too busy today and I did not entertain you well. I will treat everyone to some fruit!"
Figs are a precious thing in the desert area. The boss is willing to take them out to entertain guests. It turns out that Mina and the others have spent a lot of money in this store. After everyone took the figs, they took a bite. They were sweet and juicy, and Pangwei was even sweeter.
His heart blossomed. At this moment, Chen Zhi suddenly asked the boss,
"Boss, I want to ask you something. Is there a well-trained team deep in the desert? Their clothes are very special, and their headscarves are embroidered with gold thread~~"
Unexpectedly, as soon as Chen Zhi's words came out, the boss's face immediately turned pale...