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Chapter 265 Ancient Egyptian Artifacts

Ian's mind wandered, thinking about the humiliation of Egypt and the delicious food in Cairo. Two unrelated questions appeared in his mind at the same time in such a ridiculous way.

From 13:15 to [-]:[-], it is the hottest time in this area. During this time, most shops will choose to close for lunch.

the other side.

Hermione returned to her room and fell asleep to make up for her overdrawn morning wake-up call.

In the room, the girl is lying lazily on the bed, her graceful figure outlines the charming curves, especially from the back, she is 162cm tall and has super long legs, exuding the hormones of youth.

But the owner of the pair of slender legs was lying on the bed without any image, with his arms spread out as if he was dreaming of hugging something, and his legs tightly folded together.

a long time.

Hermione opened her eyes. She seemed to feel that she had had a wonderful dream. Everything was developing according to her imagination, sweetness, happiness, and...

"Is it noon?"

Lying on the bed, glance at the wall clock on the wall. The hour hand points in the direction of II.

She still didn't want to get up, but the hunger in her stomach reminded her all the time.

He sat up, walked to the bathroom mirror, and combed his slightly messy hair.Since the second grade, hair softener has become an indispensable commodity for her.

"Poodle? Humph!" Hermione stroked her long, silky brown hair with her hands while showing a contemptuous expression in the mirror.

Poodle was a nickname given to her by some gossipy girls at school. Last year, someone used her hair to mock her.And she didn't want to guess who they were, because there were too many suspects. They were just jealous that she had an excellent boyfriend.

After finishing her makeup, Hermione walked out of the room and knocked on Ian's door.

"Knock! Knock, knock!"

In the room, Ian heard this familiar rhythm and determined the identity of the person coming.

Picking up the white sun protection cloak hanging on the wall, he opened the door.

"Come on, let's go have lunch together. You must be starving by now."

Ian did not invite Hermione into the room. He knew that at this time, he had already missed lunch time and must be very hungry.

"Hmm~" Hermione pursed her lips and responded softly.She was really satisfied with these details of Ian's behavior.

……

The city of Cairo has continued the traditional architectural style of the desert, which is low and simple.

Walking on the streets of Cairo, Hermione's eyes never stopped for a moment, looking around as if every perspective brought her new senses.

"Where are we going to eat?"

Although it was new here, Hermione's belly reminded her of it all the time.

After hearing this, Ian picked up the map again and compared it.

"Not far ahead, there is a very unique restaurant. When you were sleeping, I asked the expedition team specifically. It tastes good and is not expensive."

After walking a few hundred meters, Ian saw the restaurant recommended by members of the expedition team.

Well, maybe it’s not a restaurant at all, but a dining spot would be more appropriate.

A small store serves as an operation room. It is so simple that it does not even have a wooden door, just covered with white linen.The surrounding customers were also sitting under the pergola outside the store, sitting on simple tables and waiting for their meals. Order was evident in the noise, and everything was going on in an orderly manner.

Perhaps because of the difference in skin color, he was different from other people who took the initiative to order. As soon as he and Hermione sat down, they saw a waiter walking not far away, holding a wooden sign that was not commonly used.

He was about twelve or thirteen years old. From his clothes, it could be seen that this waiter looked like the son of the boss here. After all, he exuded a kind of calm confidence in his bones.

This kind of confidence has nothing to do with money, but comes from status. Even if this is just a small restaurant, only his own restaurant can make the boy so confident.

But unfortunately, the young man didn't seem to know English. He just put the wooden sign gently on the table, pointed at himself, and stood aside to wait.

"Hermione, order something you like. But I recommend roasted pigeon, a famous Egyptian delicacy."

Ian handed the wooden sign to Hermione. The English menu was written in paint on the wooden sign, and the corresponding prices were also marked on the back.

Seemingly really hungry, Hermione took the menu without hesitation and quickly ordered a few normal-looking dishes.

After half an hour.

Hermione rubbed her belly and let out a sigh of contentment.

"I felt like I ate a week's worth of food in one go."

Ian looked at the leftovers on the table. It was hard to believe that Hermione could eat so much food at one time, but he gradually felt relieved when he thought that wizards' physiques were different from Muggles.

"Sorry to bother you, do you two need souvenirs? Antiques from the Narmer period recently discovered in the Fayoum area."

Just as the two were about to pay the bill, a slightly hoarse voice sounded next to them.

A black-haired woman stood aside. She looked to be in her 20s. She tied her hair into braids and hung them on the back of her head, giving people a clean and neat look.

The woman only wore a sleeveless sports top and a pair of shorts on her upper body, with a belt tied around her waist, exposing her slender and strong limbs and a large area of ​​wheat-colored skin. Her lower abdomen was flat without any trace of fat, but when looking up, she looked 'horizontal' A ridge with a peak on its side'

In short, the whole person suppressed the feeling of youthfulness, health and vitality.

'This is a wizard. 'Ian noticed the other party at the first sight, but this did not hinder his curiosity to see what kind of medicine was sold in the witch's gourd in front of him.

He knew the Fayoum area. The civilization here could be traced back to 1.9 years ago. At that time, the Sahara was not a desert, but a fertile land with lush water and grass.

This is all proven by clear evidence, especially the Nabtapura Stonehenge in the middle of the Sahara Desert, which shows that nomadic people were grazing here in 7000 BC.

This stone formation was also specially built by ancient Egyptian wizards at that time for stargazing and divination.

The contents recorded in "History of Magic" quickly flashed through Ian's mind, and then he looked at the woman with a polite smile.

"Oh? I'm very interested in items from the Narmer period, provided you didn't lie to me."

Narmer was the first king in Egyptian history to wear a red and white crown, and was also known as the King of Kings.

"I didn't lie to you, sir!" The woman suddenly became nervous and quickly explained to herself.

Then she took out a palm-sized slate, the writing on it had been weathered to the point of being blurred, and placed it on the table.

"Interesting, I'm starting to believe you." Ian chuckled.

The moment the other party took out the stone slab, he felt a touch of magic on it. It was obvious that it was a magic item.

(End of this chapter)