"But it's really unfair for you to follow us all the way, kid."
The boy shook his head vigorously: "No, uncle, I should thank you."
"If I hadn't met you on the road, I would have starved to death."
The older man just touched his head and said nothing more.
The fire crackled in the night, illuminating the dusty linen robes of the travelers.
The wind blew gently, blowing up fine sand, which hit the travelers' robes and cloaks, making a slight rustling sound.
A dozen camels were tied nearby, kneeling on the sand, chewing hay and making low grunting sounds.
The water bag and cargo bag hanging on the saddle pad shook and made a few noises.
The man from Egypt untied a rough cloth bag, took out a few pieces of hard flat bread and distributed them to everyone.
The bread was so dry that it was hard to chew and tasted a bit like sand.
However, no one cared about this. They just expressed their gratitude to the Holy Egyptian.
Just then, an old man in a cloak came over.
He raised his hand slightly.
"Can you give me some bread, too?"
"I will pay you when we get to Cairo."
“But I don’t have any money on me right now.”
But the holy Egyptian simply broke the bread in his hand and gave half to the old man.
"You're welcome, old man. I'm not hungry either, and we'll be in Cairo tomorrow."
"This bread is a little hard, please don't mind."
The old man nodded slightly at this point and lowered the cloth covering his face.
It’s Nan Tong.
"No problem, thank you for your kindness."
"Would you allow me to go with you to Cairo tomorrow?"
"I'm not familiar with the route, but I know someone in Cairo."
"He'll pay you."
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