Speciality Meal

The third morning in Egypt arrived.

"Meow meow meow! You all went to the holy temple of Goddess Bastet? Is the goddess pretty? Is her chest big?"

In the morning, Snowy Lionet was already continuously chattering, feeling deep regret that it had not been able to see the Goddess' bountiful chest with its own eyes yesterday.

"We did not see anything at all. That place has already become a wasteland."

Zhang Zian pushed open the door and entered.

He had just gone to Khan el-Khalili Market to buy breakfast and thank Lazart and his family for their generous car lending. Unfortunately, there was nothing on hand that could be a gift other than the Pinduoduo version of cooling ointment. He got over it and inquired about the address of Lazart's family secretly. He planned to send a gift when he returned home. After all, he was from a country of etiquette, and he couldn't let the Copts underestimate them.