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Chapter 20 The People in the Chicago House
Egypt has been divided up several times by the colonists in recent centuries, and those European and American countries that ate and took on the skinny Egypt have left a lot of legacy to their descendants.In Luxor alone, there are many old Egyptological research institutions such as Faye Center, Chicago House and Polish Architecture.They were the ones who used to carry out colonization and plunder, and they are also the ones who are now doing academic research.

Time and capital have whitewashed the shameful acts of the great powers.Relying on the unique inheritance of their ancestors, the bandits continued to run rampant in the homeland of the Sun God.

The center of Fae guards the Temple of Karnak, and the Polish building faces the Valley of the Kings.The Chicago house came later and missed the first wave of carve-up, but it couldn't stand the rich and powerful, and now it has become the tyrant of Luxor.In this regard, it has to be said that Britain and the United States are in the same line.Either the British are skilled. Although they are not as fast as European countries, they are good at stealing black and white. They intercepted a lot of ancient Egyptian cultural relics from the French, and followed suit and funded various expeditions to Egypt to search for them.The United States came out of nowhere, and directly built a luxury resort on the banks of the Nile in the early [-]th century.This is the famous Chicago house [Chicago House].

This Chicago house is like the American Concession.Obviously, life in Luxor is only a wall away, but it is very different.I once heard an American scholar in it brag: "It's not hard at all in Egyptian archaeology. If it's hard, it's because you don't live in a house in Chicago."

This is not wrong at all.

Americans like to be lively, and every Friday, they will hold exchange dinners for archaeological teams from various countries.Our archaeological team was once invited to the Chicago house to participate in various "colonial archaeological team" gatherings. Later, we seldom accepted the invitation because we had never invaded others and felt a little out of place.Everyone has different archaeological concepts, and it is the best policy to keep a respectful distance.

At that time, I also went with the archaeological team.Although I am full of admiration for the environment there, I only feel that there is a rancid smell behind those glamorous things.When our ancestors were still working hard to liberate the country, they built colonial manors on the banks of the Nile.And people can't help but wonder, where did the money for the repair of the American Concession come from?

The invitation to the Chicago house this time is to celebrate Christmas with the archaeological teams from various countries who stayed in Egypt.

Although the crimes committed by these European and American countries against Egypt are too numerous to write down, modern archaeologists are still very dedicated.No matter what we say about the Chinese New Year, our Chinese team will withdraw and return to China.Unless some shocking discoveries were dug up in the Ma'at Temple (fortunately, last year's underground temple was not counted), then the entire archaeological team might have to wait for the Spring Festival Gala connection.

And anyway, it's always nice to have an event in a Chicago house.And I think the Egyptians enjoyed it quite a bit, and it's not my turn to feel sorry for them.Anyway, everyone is parasitic on this country that "has been robbed for more than 4000 years but is still rich".

On Christmas Day, we went to the construction site unshakably, and we went to the American Concession for an appointment with gifts just before dinner.When we came back from the construction site, everyone was exhausted, and Lou Shiqi and I almost capsized the boat of friendship because we grabbed the washing machine.

279 also received an invitation.We split up and met at the Chicago house.

As soon as I entered the Chicago house, I realized that it was really lively inside.People from France, Italy, Japan, Poland and other countries who stayed at their posts and did not go home for the holidays all came.Including related personnel in Egypt, it is estimated that half of Egypt's archaeological circle is gathered here.That is to say, the house in Chicago is big enough, otherwise these people might not be able to fit in another place, let alone have enough space to socialize with each other.

When our archaeological team arrived, 279 and they hadn't come yet. The team leader first took everyone as a team to say hello to other teams.The Chinese archaeological team came to the Luxor area only three years ago, and many people are still full of interest in us.After a while, I have seen several teams come to inquire about our work, and many of them are curious about the underground temple.It can be seen that the wind still leaked out.

The team leader is also an old fritter. He actively communicated with the archaeological excavation experience in not-so-proficient English. Once the underground temple was involved, the only reply was: "The excavation work has not been completed, thank you for your concern."

After greeting the whole place, everyone scattered around to get something to eat.

I scanned around, and the people present are basically serious archaeologists, and there are no suspicious people.I don't have any social needs, so I went to the Wu Zang Temple while everyone was chatting with each other.Apart from the weather, the most annoying thing in Egypt is that there is no pork to eat.When I spotted smoked pork slices on the buffet table here, I actively leaned over.

Someone reached out to the plate of deliciousness at the same time as I did.

"I'm sorry, you come first."

"You go first."

We both took our eyes off the table and said hello to each other.

This is a stocky Westerner, as if raised on red soil.Although he is a little old, he looks in good health.When he reached for the food just now, I saw the ostentatious tattoo on the back of his hand.After looking at each other at this moment, I realized that he also has it on his face. With the gray beard, there is an indescribably cruel feeling.However, when he gave way to me, he was gentle and polite, making me ashamed to judge people by their appearance.

It's boring to let it go for a little food, so I just took a little bit and left.It happened that the team leader had placed an order, so I asked him if he knew who that person was just now.

After listening to my description, the team leader looked around without any trace, and found a big tattooed man holding a plate.

"That should be Mr. Boothwell, who seems to be an independent archaeologist in Mexico. I haven't had much contact with him."

The implication is that the team leader does not know where this person came from.

In fact, there are many people who are not members of any archaeological team, but have some academic achievements.They often join the existing archaeological team to borrow other people's resources to do some independent research, and the relationship between the tattooed Boothville and the Chicago house may also be the same.But if the team leader doesn't say anything, I really can't see that he is an archaeologist.

The team leader was called to socialize again.I chewed the long-lost pork and stood around like a wallflower.

When I was upstairs, Qi Gang saw that I was eating well, and went to the table to bring us food according to my instructions.He didn't hang around with the archaeological team anymore. In his words: "My English is not very good. It's embarrassing to be caught and asked by foreigners."

At this time, 279 people came.He Rongchuan waved to me energetically from a long distance away in their team.The rest of the people were busy greeting each other with the people from all walks of life who came over.I didn't lean over and pointed at the dining table towards He Rongchuan.He made a gesture of acceptance and went to join Lou Shiqi.

Gradually there were more people.I pretended to look around casually.

Arno, who met once in London, also came to Egypt according to Ah Tian.Last time at the auction, he made a fuss about it, so there might be some disturbance this time.

And I'm a little concerned about that great Yin Yuechen.Not only did he dance all over the world, he was also regarded as a treasure by the Yin family and 279.But according to what I heard from the Li family, it was Li Yuan who was transformed in the Yin family this time.Why was he, Yin Yuechen, able to solve the Yin family's millennium dilemma?
What is especially disturbing is that Li Yuan has never heard from him.Maybe it was overcompensation, but I couldn't help but began to worry about what happened to Li Yuan.

The 279s have dispersed to talk to different people.The Mexican archaeologist with tattoos on his face was chatting with members of the Japanese archaeological team. Xia Shangzhou and Guangyu passed by and were also pulled over to chat.Meng Weiqing and the team leader shook hands with Menistawi and other Egyptian officials.He Rongchuan didn't know what he was talking to Lou Shiqi, so he patted him on the back with his big hands.Lou Shiqi was held under his hand, he was quite big and shrugged like a cat with his shoulders shrunk.I couldn't help laughing.

I was having fun with myself when I was approached by two people who were also out of the social circle.

This is a middle-aged couple, the man is American and the woman is British.The couple's relationship is only established when they are away from the places where they each live, such as Egypt.I'm not used to it.

The woman drank a little wine and half leaned on the American.She's a writer, and she's here with her American summer boyfriend who's in Egypt for a bakery business.

The American was very American. When he introduced himself, he said, "I'm from Texas."

I've met countless Americans, regardless of education level or age, when the whole world cares how many states their country has.At the moment I didn't save him, I just said, that's pretty good.

The Texan talked for a long time, and I responded while looking for opportunities to break away from this conversation.The British woman who hadn't interrupted for a long time suddenly said to me in her very noble British accent but her throat hurt: "You speak English well."

My eyebrows twitched a little, and I smiled back at her: "Your ones are pretty good too."

The American man continued his topic: "Egypt is really a good place. Have you seen the mummies? It's about Luxor. And there's the second one, which shows the Temple of Karnak." He was obvious I really like that American-style adventure film, and I am full of praise for the thrilling plot.

I don't like this kind of film that is full of cultural appropriation, disrespecting local history and just borrowing the shell of ancient Egyptian civilization but full of personal heroism, so I complimented: "Yes, O'Connor is really amazing. He saved his wife and children and went on to follow suit. Such a charming personality."

Listen to me, that American seems to have met a bosom friend, if not for his holiday girlfriend who wants to find someone else to continue socializing, I am afraid that he will continue to chat with me.So I bade them good-bye.

After the smug couple left, someone laughed undisguisedly.

I didn't expect anyone else to be around.Before I turned around to look for it, a person stood beside me.

It was the lingering Arno.This guy also slouched to my side last time, and I always felt that nothing good would happen if I ran into him.

I asked him what are you laughing at.

"There are still people here who can understand irony," Arno said beamingly.

"There are some people here who don't know what it means to not hear evil." I also gave him a smiling face.

Our gestures are not very gentle.

After looking at each other for a while, Yano first said enthusiastically, "We meet again, Miss Helpful."

"Isn't this our Mr. Collector?" I snorted, "It's a pity that I'm no longer on duty. If you have something to do, please ask Gao Ming."

Yanuo was not affected by my sneering words, and still had that smiling face: "The lady just said it right. I like the way you speak English. The time we met last time was short, so we didn't have much time to chat."

I rolled my eyes in my heart, and said to him patiently: "Thank you for the compliment, actually you should listen to me speak Chinese."

This time Arno raised his eyebrows in surprise: "I thought you were Chinese?"

I nodded and said yes.

After a moment of surprise, he laughed.

Arno is boring and dangerous.Some time ago, he used a solo show at the Su Shide auction to mix in many forces, and now he appeared in Egypt where 279 and various forces converged like a normal person.

Speaking of all forces.I just looked around the venue and didn't see Rhea. I don't know if she didn't come because she didn't get the [Eternal Eye], or she had other plans.

I don't want to talk to Arno, but the Italian doesn't know people's faces at all, and he has nothing to say unless he is in front of me.

See what this means is that he was trying to get close to me in London.I even suspect that the former owner of the [Eternal Eye] probably has some information about me that I don't even know.That's why he came to my side again and again for no reason, either to extract some information from me, or to confirm some things.

However, no matter what it is, I am determined not to let him succeed.

After playing casually for a long time, Yanuo suddenly waved happily behind me, as if he saw an acquaintance.I took advantage of the situation to leave, but was stopped by him.

"Yu, a friend of mine is here too! He is also Chinese, shall I introduce you?"

I'm not interested in Yanuo and Yanuo's friends. If I get involved too much, I may have to be dragged by him to "help".However, I heard Yano greet behind me familiarly: "Lee! Come here!"

I was taken aback when I heard the name.Can't help turning around, watching Yano's friend approaching.

It was a fair young man.Although tall, he looked like a college student who hadn't graduated yet, and was a bit out of place with the surrounding environment.No wonder he and Arno became friends.In just a few short steps, he had greeted several people with a smile.Seems like a good person too.

Although the face of the comer looked tender, there was no trace of childishness in his demeanor, which made the youthful and mature energy in him particularly obvious.But when he came closer with a little smile, the dissonance melted away again.

Arno introduced enthusiastically: "Lee, this is Yu. We just met not long ago, but we are already very good friends." Then he turned to me, patted the little brother and said, "This is my friend Yuechen , usually I call him Lee."

Arno said the man's Chinese name on purpose, and declared in a superfluous way: "You are all Chinese!"

His friend looked at me politely with just the right smile.That smile was neither greasy nor alienated, it was so sincere that it was overwhelming.

This man really knows how to show off his superior facial features, I was almost dazzled by the beauty.

If I hadn't recognized the face.

It turned out that he was Yin Yuechen.No wonder Ah Tian couldn't find any information about him. The Yin family needed him to get out of the millennium predicament, and 279 had to be him.And I was worried just now if something happened to him.It's really salty to eat radish and worry about it.

I looked at the young man's steady smiling face, and I could still vaguely see his appearance when he was a child.It turns out that the memory is so magical, the things that I thought I had forgotten, came alive at this moment.

The timid, familiar, laughing, awkward, and mischievous little kid I saw in the short summer more than ten years ago is not quite the same as this strange person in front of me who can’t tell the difference between friends and foes. Stacked together tightly.I just realized what mixed flavors are, and I didn't know what to say for a while.

It was this man who spoke first.

He smiled and said, "Long time no see."

All the toasting and drinking in the American territory on Egyptian soil were reduced to the background.

It was truly a grand reunion.

I also laughed.

"Yeah, long time no see."

(End of this chapter)