1134 Dressing Up (1/2)

Zhang Zian and the elfins were full, burping and wiping their mouths, beaks, and claws with paper towels. On the ground, there was a messy pigeon bone.

Leaving garbage on foreign land and causing a mess to foreign people was not what a dignified tourist did. He wanted to tidy up, but when he looked up, he noticed that a few stray dogs were not far away, smelling the smell and looking at it eagerly. He was sure they would solve the garbage problem for him.

At that moment, his phone rang. It was a message in the expedition WeChat group.

Gao Ke: @The Hottie, we want to go sightseeing with Jack. Are you going?

Zhang Zian pondered it for a while and thought, why not? It was not bad to go sightseeing. The most important thing was to connect with his companions, just like all kinds of collective activities at a university. Maybe you preferred to play games in the dormitory, but if you kept staying in the room all the time, you probably could not even recognize all the students in your class. It would be better to thicken your skin and take part in them.

Following this, he would spend some time with his companions. It would be good to get to know each other better. Plus there was Jack, who could be a local guide.

So he replied, ”I'm going. Where are you? I'm next to the Khan el-Khalili Market now. Where can I go to meet up with you guys?”

After waiting a while, he received a response.

Gao Ke: We discussed it for a while. Just stay there. We will be going to find you—Jack also suggested that we walk around the Khan el-Khalili Market. Wait for a while. We'll take a taxi over, so we'll reach you quickly.

Zhang Zian sent a location in the group, and then he told the elfins about the team members and Jack's arrival. He told Richard not to talk too much, because that b*tch bird was crazy when people came. The more people there were, the more fearless it was, and the more likely it would make trouble.

The elfins had just finished their meal and were happy to wait for a while, to digest their food.

They waited in the shade for around ten minutes, and two worn-out taxis stopped in front of him.

Gao Ke and the rest got out one after another. Wei Kang did not follow them. He had probably stayed in the hotel to rest and liaise with people. Jack was responsible for negotiating fares because Egyptian taxi drivers also liked to cheat tourists out of their money. There were normally two sets of meters in the taxi. One was for local people and the other was for cheating tourists. If the passengers were not fluent in Arabic, or could not be thick-skinned and bargain cheaply, they would pay at least three times in extra fare.

”Wah! So this is the Khan el-Khalili Market! How great!”

As soon as He He jumped out of the car, she took pictures and selfies with her mobile phone. Gao Ke and Xiao Tianyu, the two boys, also looked at the vast and busy market curiously, and glanced at their mobile phones from time to time, trying to be the first liker of He He's posts in her friend circle.

Zhang Zian looked at the way He He was dressed, and he could not help but frown.

He He was keenly aware of his eyes but did not take it seriously. She was used to gazes from men. Although Zhang Zian never gave in to her, he was just a man.

”Hey, your clothes are too exposing. Go back and change into something else,” Zhang Zian could not help but say.

It turned out that He He felt the temperature was so hot that she'd gone out wearing a pair of shorts and a sleeveless T-shirt. Her white legs were moving until they were dazzling.

This kind of dressing was no problem at home and would not be a problem in developed countries in Europe and the United States, but in the Middle East, the problem was bigger.

No woman in the Khan el-Khalili Market was as exposed as she was—not to mention the local women who covered their bodies tightly. Most foreign women tourists still wore proper clothes, at least three-quarters pants and short-sleeved shirts, even when they were hot.