The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

Chapter 1705
The bearded man said regretfully: "Unfortunately, the temple is closed now. Your first priority should be to find a place to stay and enjoy the miracle tomorrow."

"That's it. Can you recommend a better hotel in Petra?"

"Of course, Chinese friends, since we are destined to meet today, why don't you come with us to drink Arabian wine?" The bearded man invited enthusiastically.

"That's very good. Thank you for your kindness. I'll treat you to drinks today. No one can compete with me."

The bearded man smiled and said: "Chinese friends, we are not welcome."

The group continued to move forward, the sunset was like blood, trying to retain the magic and magnificence of Petra that was about to end.

More than ten minutes later, the camel team arrived at the place where they were staying. Looking up, they saw a hotel full of Arabian style.

The hotel was built into the mountain. Different from other antique buildings, this hotel is full of modern flavor.

The name of the hotel is in Arabic, which Ye Feng cannot understand.

Just when the camel team stopped, an Arab trotted out of the hotel. He had a dark face, a curly beard, a strong build, and looked somewhat similar to a beard.

"Dear Abboud, welcome to your visit again." The Arab who came out of the hotel said warmly.

Abboud is naturally the name of the bearded man.

Abboud got off the camel, gave the visitor a warm hug, and said with a smile: "Amar, my dear friend, we are here to disturb you again."

"Haha, you are welcome to bother me every day!" It can be seen that Amal is happy from the bottom of his heart, "Come in quickly, I have prepared the best ale for you, I believe you should have savored it. Be hot."

Abboud licked his lips and said with a greedy look: "I have missed it for half a year! By the way, Amal, let me introduce you to a friend first."

Abboud pointed to Ye Feng who was getting off the camel and said: "He is from China. I can't remember his Chinese name. I gave him an Arabic name, Maimon. He is a very good person."

Ye Feng walked to Abboud, and Amar stepped forward to hug Ye Feng and said with a smile: "Chinese friends, welcome to Petra!"

Ye Feng smiled and replied: "Thank you, the magnificence of Petra, the magic of Allah, and the enthusiasm of the people of Petra summoned me here from distant China."

Aboud and Amar both laughed when they heard Ye Feng's words.

Amal reached out his hand enthusiastically and said: "Let's go, my friends, let's drink strong ale while enjoying the hot gypsy girl's dance. I believe you will linger over it."

After walking a few steps, Ye Feng suddenly remembered something and turned around hurriedly: "I almost forgot, my bag is still on the camel."

Amal smiled and said: "Dear friend, don't worry, the hotel guys will safely deliver your bag to your room."

The bearded Abboud reached out and patted Ye Feng on the shoulder, and also smiled: "My friend, you don't have to worry about any safety issues here."

As he was talking, Ye Feng saw several young Arab men walking out of the hotel. They unloaded the luggage from the camels very skillfully, and then led the camels to the place where the camels were placed.

Ye Feng was just afraid that the bats would be discovered, but the waiters who wanted to come to the hotel would not rummage through the guests' bags, so he followed everyone into the hotel.

Entering the hotel lobby, the first impression you get is that it is as bright as day.

The decoration of the hotel is also extremely luxurious. Various Arabic-style murals decorate the interior of the hotel beautifully, and you feel like you are in a gorgeous palace.

It can be seen from this that the quality of this hotel is definitely not low.

Faintly, noisy sounds came from the front left.

The noise was mixed with the rough and unrestrained laughter of men and the charming smiles of women.

After the registration was completed, Ye Feng followed everyone through the corner on the left front, and a huge arched cave hall appeared in front of him.

In the cave hall, sometimes soothing and sometimes intense music is played, and the lights are colorful. It can be said that it is crowded and lively.On the front stage, three tall gypsy girls with veils on their faces were dancing wildly to the music.

The men in the cave hall almost all looked at the three gypsy girls and made sharp whistles from time to time.

What's more, under the influence of alcohol, they left their seats and swayed to the music, which was extremely lively.

This was the first time Ye Feng had seen such an exotic disco.

Amar arranged a table near the front for Ye Feng and others and motioned for them to sit down.

After we sat down, three beautiful Arab girls came over spontaneously with large glasses of ale, and a young Arab man brought a large plate of delicious mutton.

The mutton is roasted to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside. Just the smell of it will make people's index fingers move.

Amal took the lead in picking up the wine glass and said boldly: "Friends, you are welcome to come, let us drink the Mal bar to our heart's content!"

After clinking glasses, Aboud and the others picked up their glasses and drank heavily, as if they were drinking water.

Ye Feng followed the local customs and drank heavily.

The drink slid down his throat, like a fire rolling into his belly. The feeling was indescribable.

"Good wine, strong enough!" Ye Feng smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"That's right, this ale is a fine wine that my Amal family has kept secret for hundreds of years. In Petra, this is definitely it." Amal gave a thumbs up proudly.

"I believe this." Ye Feng smiled and raised his glass, "Come on, friends, let's drink again."

"Praise be to Allah!"

Everyone drank heavily again.

When the wine glasses were put down for a moment, everyone's eyes were already red, and the energy of the wine was flowing up.

"Come, eat some tender mutton." Aboud first stretched out his hand to the mutton.

Everyone grabbed the mutton slices and ate them.

Suddenly his mouth was filled with oil, refreshing and bold.

Ye Feng's mouth watered when he saw it, and he didn't care about being polite. He grabbed a few pieces of meat and chewed it hard until his mouth was full of fragrance and his teeth and cheeks were oily.

One word, cool!

While he was drinking and eating meat, suddenly there was a commotion around him.

The men kept whistling and shouting hysterically.

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and saw the beautiful gypsy girls on the stage dancing and walking down from the stage, spreading the dazzling light closer to the audience.

Men are all perverts. This is absolutely true. Ye Feng smiled and shook his head.

"Hahaha..." Amal also laughed, "I wonder who will be lucky tonight?"

"I hope it's me." Abboud's eyes were shining, looking greedily at the gypsy girl who was getting closer and closer.

(End of this chapter)