"Oh, sorry..." Dr. Buck didn't expect that Ferdinand was a little obsessed with cleanliness, so he quickly took off his gloves and threw them aside. "I'm very sorry, I lost my composure for a while, but I hope the consul can pay attention to our proposal!"

"Enough, enough!" Ferdinand said impatiently, "Things are not as simple as you think. Do you think these lowly indigenous people will change their living habits?"

"The feces are pulled deep into the desert and exposed to the sun? Who will do this laborious work and who will pay for this money? These people can't afford to eat when they are poor, and are they still hoping to increase the troubles in their lives?"

"And what you said about drinking boiled water? Please, this is a desert city. Where can I get the fuel? The limited shrubs and trees in the desert are not enough for them to cook, and they still have to boil water every day?"

"As for building a sewer, it is even more impossible. The locals have no money, and the canal company cannot pay this money... Do you know how much money we invested in building a canal?"

"In 11 years, we have invested a total of £18 million! Now all our work is to recover the investment! We will not add any other extra expenses to a little!"

"Enough, I am very grateful for your voluntary labor, but I am sorry that everything you have proposed is unrealistic. Please go back. There is still a long journey waiting for you, so I won't send it!"

After saying that, Ferdinand turned around and left! At this moment, the dense sound of horse hooves from the east of the street was getting closer and closer. A team of French cavalry who came to support quickly surrounded the medical team. The tall horses began to isolate the distance between the medical team and the Canal Company building. Barker and the others were forced out bit by bit.

"Forget it, Mr. Buck, we have done our best. These French people are just a group of vampires. The locals are still very cautious about us. We can't change anything. Go back to the ship..."

Buck licked his thirsty lips and looked at the direction where the horse returned to disappear and whispered, "Wait a little longer, I hope the horse returns to the other side and gains something!"

Just as the medical team slowly retreated to the sampan, Ma Hui and the other two were in trouble. Just as Buck and Ferdinand were quarreling, Ma Hui and others suddenly encountered a group of teenagers wearing headscarves.

The teenagers who were screaming and pick up the stones in their hands and smashed them back desperately towards them. The translation scolded them several times in a row but it didn't work.

At first, only four or five teenagers harassed Ma Hui. In a short while, more than twenty people threw stones. Ma Hui was smashed into the forehead with five or six big bags, and stars appeared in his eyes. He had no choice but to hold his head and run wildly.

"What are these kids yelling about?"

"Report to the sir! They called us evil pagans and said we were the devils who brought the plague!"

"Damn, it's really no place to reason. The plague has already broken out. We just came today and we could rest on my head... Look ahead, there is a small mosque, where can we hide..."

More and more children were chasing them, and stones flew over like rain. The three of them no longer cared about religious habits and knocked open the wooden door of the mosque and rolled on the carpet like a ball.

When the children arrived here, they finally didn't dare to throw stones, but when Ma Hui and others looked up, they found that there were more than twenty strong men around, with big beards glaring at them.

It is obvious that the horse returned to these strangers and had angered them. Crashing into the mosque was the greatest disrespect to Allah.

"Catch them! Cut off their heads! You dare to destroy the wooden doors in the mosque, don't let anyone go..."

Ma Hui subconsciously wanted to touch the gun, but when he stretched out his hand, he found that in order to prevent the local natives from misunderstanding, the weapons had been left in the medical team for a long time. Now, except for a dagger in the boot, there were no other weapons.

The desert natives surrounding him were getting closer and closer, and they clenched their fists like fierceness. In the emergency, Ma Hui could not care much.

"Translation...translate according to what I said!"

"I am a believer of Allah, I am a Hui people from China, and I also believe in Allah... I am a descendant of the eunuch of the Three Treasures, and Zheng He who came here during the Ming Dynasty..."

At the critical moment, the translation was too much. He directly translated according to Ma Hui's original words, and thought to himself, "What's the use of this? How could the people here in the Three Treasures Eunuch of the Ming Dynasty know? It's so deadly, I'm going to lose my life!"

At this critical moment, an old voice suddenly came from the depths of the mosque, "Wait a minute! Don't do it, I have something to say..."

A snow-white-bearded imam walked out with the help of his servant. He bent down and looked at the horse lying on the carpet and said lightly, "I know the eunuch of Sanbao. What is your name? What is your evidence to prove your identity?"

Ma Hui wiped the sweat from his forehead and knelt on the carpet with his body in a straightening manner. "Please give me a compass, let me know the direction of the holy land Mecca, so that my forehead can face the holy land forever..."

This sentence is said by the imam and the people around him are stunned. This is really something that only the believers can say. They worship their heads towards the holy land. This is the rule.

However, people are in different directions, so a compass that lies in the holy place was invented. Generally speaking, this is something used by herders who often travel and migrate, and few others know about it.

Ma Hui followed the rules of his hometown and kowtowed to the holy land under the guidance of the imam, and recited scriptures. Although the movements and tone were different, it was not surprising that Ma Hui was a distant relative who had been living in China for thousands of years.

"Child! The story of the Three Treasures eunuch is widely circulated in our Middle East. He once brought a huge Ming Dynasty fleet to worship the holy place. As we have always said, we all know this... But the Three Treasures eunuch is called Zheng He in China! And you said your name is Ma Hui, how can this be a family?"

When the horse looked back, it was a door that could tell the name of the eunuch of the Three Treasures, which means that the ancestors had really been here. With this layer of incense, at least their fate was saved.

"Yes, you are very right. The name of the eunuch of Sanbao is indeed Zheng He, but his family is not surnamed Zheng!" Ma Hui proudly raised his back. "My ancestors have always lived in Yunnan and have always been surnamed Ma! The real name of the eunuch of Sanbao is Ma Hui! It is a merit obtained in the Zhengzhou battle in the Jingnan battle, and this is why the surname Zheng was given to!"

"I am the descendant of this branch! Please believe me, because there is no benefit in my deceiving you!"

Speaking of this, the elderly imam was filled with tears, so all the stories he passed down from generation to generation were matched at this moment. He finally knew that there was not a thief or a devil in front of him, but a relative who had been wandering for thousands of years.
Chapter completed!