Chapter 291: Constantinople (3)

didn't expect Hu Wenkai to say this, Bowman regretted a little that he knew why he didn't stay with him. The evening program at the Pera Palace is well known, and the balls and cocktails will be very thoughtful and considerate as long as there is money to serve.

Bowman said embarrassedly: "Mr. O'Gray, I am not too short on time, as long as I go back at ten o'clock in the evening and cannot delay tomorrow's steamer, it will not matter." ”http://mil.

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"Well, that's right. It's rare to have dinner with two beautiful young ladies, how can you leave in a hurry. After dinner, we will go to the Palazzo Pera for a cocktail party and taste fine wines from all over the world, before heading to the ball in Constantinople to the fullest. ”

The girl with the curly black hair covered her slightly open mouth with her hand and said, "O'Gray, are you the Count of Monte Cristo?" ”

As soon as I heard this compliment on Hu Wenkaile, this girl was too direct, and she directly positioned him as Kaizi.

"Do you have any revenge for me, say it and I'll help you achieve it."

The blonde girl laughed and pointed at Bauman and said, "Mr. Baumann tossed us around for an afternoon and said he would take us around Istanbul, but let us two girls walk all afternoon." ”

Bowman's face flushed, and Hu Wenkai was happy. It turned out that he wanted to pick up girls but was reluctant to spend money, Hu Wenkai looked Bao Man up and down carefully, and Bao Man was uncomfortable.

"Mr. O'Gray, what do you think of me?"

"Bowman, I don't think you're handsome, well, you're handsome enough."

"What do you mean?"

"Handsome enough to let the two young ladies accompany you all afternoon." The two girls on the other side burst out laughing.

Bauman's face was overwhelmed, and he couldn't stop explaining that Istanbul is a place that is only suitable for walking tours, and it is full of monuments. Hu Wenkai knew that he was right, but he was not happy that he was ready to throw off his burden and leave, and nodded lightly, saying that Constantinople has a history of thousands of years, and one scene at a time is worth savoring.

Two big dishes were served, Bursa barbecue and clay pot beef, and Bowman saw that these two dishes were introduced as if he had regained his confidence.

Bursa Kebab This type of barbecue originates from Bursa, the area near Istanbul. This dish can be ranked in the top three of Istanbul's food list, and the essence lies in the perfect combination of rich tomato sauce aroma and thin slices of grilled meat.

Clay pot beefClay pot beef is a dish that is very carefully crafted. In addition to the selection of veal, the clay pot is filled with a number of side dishes: onions, tomatoes, bell peppers, green onions, etc., sealed in tin foil and grilled in the oven for at least 90 minutes, or over an open flame for 2 hours.

During this time, the clay pot is completely sealed, and the aromas of beef and vegetables are constantly blending and colliding in the pot. Finally, use a small axe or hammer to gently crack open the clay pot and pour the food onto the plate.

Bowman's eyebrows fluttered and he was unceremoniously interrupted by the blonde. "Bauman, what you said is very right, but at noon let the two of us eat Turkish naan, which is said to be the most authentic Ottoman food."

Bowman didn't expect to meet Hu Wenkai at night, and the lie he just told at noon was immediately exposed. Fortunately, Hu Wenkai didn't want Bao Man to lose too many points, and said with a smile like a chrysanthemum: "Bao Man is not wrong, naan is a Turkish specialty." Turkey is not known without delving into it. Come and we drink and taste the dishes. ”

The four of them tasted the wine and Turkish food, and the atmosphere slowly became harmonious, and then Hu Wenkai knew that the tall and plump girl with black curly hair was a Dutch named Christina, and the Belgian girl with straight blonde hair was named Jennifer.

Christina is the daughter of a hardware factory owner, and Jennifer is the only daughter of a chocolate factory owner in Brussels, Belgium. The two are related by blood in their ancestors, and it is negligible in their generation.

The two are just 20 years old at the same age, and the devastation of the Great War on the European continent has caused irreparable psychological wounds to the younger generation, and it is also the generation that later generations called their lost generation.

Money has become the measure of people's success, the aristocracy has a vestige of pride, and the new rich and noble's blind pursuit of money leads to an emptiness in their hearts. The shadow of the brutal trampling of human life in the First World War always hangs over their heads, and the pursuit of instant pleasure, the pursuit of self, and the fight against mainstream society with their own madness have become the pursuit of the youth of the European continent.

The two girls did not get rid of the general framework of today's European youth, holding a cigarette and a wine glass, watching the golden liquid sway in the crystal clear glass, and laughing in their mouths.

At nine o'clock, the butler walked up to Hu Wenkai and reminded him that tonight's dance and drinking party were about to begin, and asked if he wanted to move there.

Hu Wenkai took out another pound from his pocket and stuffed it to the butler, asking him to reserve a table for them over there, and go over after this side is over.

The butler said with a flattering look on his face that he would leave a table with the best position, and if he had any orders, he would look for him.

Hu Wenkai explained that the dance party was the most boring when it started, and it would be lively at least half an hour later, and they would eat and chat here for half an hour before coming. Bowman also did not worry about whether he would be delayed tomorrow, and he would arrange for a carriage to take him back to his accommodation in the evening.

Hearing Hu Wenkai's arrangement, Bowman's heart was naturally relieved, and Hu Wenkai's conversation turned to Bowman's Egyptian archaeology, and he was very interested in the Egyptian pyramids and temples.

Bowman said he was employed by the archaeological team of the Englishman Carter, a British artist and draftsman who went to Egypt in 1892 to work for a long time under the Egyptian archaeologist Petri and now works for Lord Carnarvon of England.

Petrie is the world's most famous Egyptian archaeologist, and Bowman said with a look of admiration that it was the British Egyptologist Petrie who brought scientific change to Egyptian archaeology. Petri's father, like many of his time, was fascinated by how biblical descriptions reconciled with scientific and archaeological facts, and he read with great interest Charles Smith's "Our Bequest in the Great Pyramid," which claimed that the Great Pyramid was built according to an oracle and that the astrological mysteries of the earth and future prophecies were hidden in the data it measured.

Inspired by Smith, in 1880 Petri Sr. sent his son to Egypt to make more detailed measurements of the Great Pyramid with instruments. Petrie had no formal education, but he read a lot and had great abilities in mathematics, exploration, and surveying. His work confirms the great talent and precision of ancient Egyptian surveyors and engineers, while also refuting Smith's inferences based on erroneous material.

Speaking of archaeology, Bowman regained his self-confidence, but at tonight's dinner, Bowman was destined to take a blow.

Jennifer interrupted him unceremoniously: "Dear Mr. Bowman, why are we talking about the vanished spirits of Egypt at such a happy dinner?" ”

Baumann was also unlucky today, for at noon he met these two chicks wandering aimlessly through the streets under the scorching sun, and saw that they were slaughtered by hateful Turkish merchants who came forward to bargain for them in time, and took them on a walking tour of the old city of Istanbul.

Everything went smoothly, until when they accompanied them to the Pera Palace Hotel to try their luck to see if they could get an ordinary box ticket for the Orient Express, when they met the gold lord and Jiakaizi Hu Wenkai, they began to be deflated everywhere and were disliked.

Hu Wenkai patted Bowman on the shoulder and said I sympathize with you and understand your brother, Bowman shrugged his shoulders at him and said that he didn t care about these two girls.

Led by the hotel's butler, the four of them arrived at the Bar--Ballroom opposite the restaurant, the most luxurious location of the Palazzo Pera, where the brown-chestnut walnut wainscoting glowed in the light, and the hall was flanked by small square tables filled with Europeans and men and women dressed in great attire.

In the center of the small square table is a dim carved table lamp, and Hu Wenkai walks over and pulls the chair open to invite the two European chicks to take their seats. The two girls obviously had stage fright in their hearts, and in this social activity of high society, they were calmed by the gorgeous clothes and elegant manners of the women around them, and they showed some unnaturalness and shyness.

The two of them sat down stiffly, their eyes looking around involuntarily. Hu Wenkai saw it in his eyes and thought that this was a normal situation, if he was a girl who often went in and out of this environment, he would not be at ease, and he would think that he had been caught.

After Hu Wenkai sat down, he said to the hotel housekeeper, give us some special desserts, a bottle of martini and a bottle of French champagne, and by the way, send us today's dance music order.

snapped his fingers in front of the two girls' uncertain eyes and said, "Don't look at it, it's the same as you, I can't see that they are any different from you." Here, as long as you spend money, you can buy everything and earn respect. ”

"Oh, O'Gray, do you often linger on this life?" The matter in her heart was pierced by Hu Wenkai's words, and Christina couldn't help but ask rhetorically.

Hu Wenkai leaned on the chair and said with a smile: "This kind of decadent life is okay occasionally, and frequent lingering will corrode the desire for life." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"There are such days every day, do you think you still need to fight for life? Only when it is a condiment. ”

"Ogray, your voice is too old-fashioned and doesn't match your age."

Hu Wenkai did not continue the topic, but advised: "Since you are out for tourism, let go of the shackles, open your own nature, and enjoy the wonderful Istanbul night." ”

Hearing him say this, Christina involuntarily nodded slightly.

"Ogrey, you're too good at seduction, well, Christina has been successfully enlightened by you." Jennifer took a sip of champagne and said.

Christina pushed Jennifer reproachfully, and the two frolicked.

"What I said applies to you, Jennifer, I'm not tempting, I'm afraid that you won't be able to enjoy the night because of the atmosphere."

The hotel housekeeper sent tonight's dance music list, Hu Wenkai gestured to hand it to the two girls to choose, and the two discussed for a long time and chose two standard four-step dance music.

The dance music drowned out the noise in the bar, and Bowman seemed eager to dance with Christina because he had to go back to his lodgings tonight. Christina's eyes obviously asked Hu Wenkai's opinion, and Hu Wenkai motioned with his eyes to jump.

Jennifer picked up a cigarette and put her face in front of Hu Wenkai to ask him to light it for her, and Hu Wenkai struck a match with one hand to light her cigarette.

Jennifer took a hard breath and slowly sprayed the cigarette towards Hu Wenkai, and the smoke spread on Hu Wenkai's face. Jennifer drove the smoke away from Hu Wenkai's face with her hands, her eyes fixed on Hu Wenkai.

"You appear to us like the savior of today, and we really don't know how to get through tonight without you."

"No, you're exaggerating, Bowman at least invited you to dinner."

"Bauman, don't say he's not in style, he'll just give us a history lesson in Ottoman Turkey on the run-down streets."

Jennifer's face was flushed, her eyes were confused, and she drank a lot of wine, and she pressed her slender fingers against Hu Wenkai's lips and gently grinded them.