Yang Haoxuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask the stall owner: "Boss, what kind of oil is in your pot?"
The stall owner looked confused and didn't understand at all.
In fact, it is not surprising that the compulsory education on the Indian Peninsula is in name only, and the lower class people are full of illiterates. Even the upper class mainly focuses on learning English, and not many can speak Daxia.
However, in the past ten years, due to changes in the situation, the elite are generally more interested in learning Xia language.
Seeing this, Yang Haoxuan repeated it in English.
As a result, the other party still didn't understand.
Seeing the opportunity, a young guy next to him quickly stepped forward and asked in proficient Daxia dialect:
"Sir, do you need a translator and tour guide?"
Yang Haoxuan immediately looked at the other party, and then waved his hand, indicating to the bodyguard to let him go.
"What's your name? How old are you?"
The young people's skin is very dark, and they look like members of the lower class. This indirectly proves that the indigenous Indians have dark skin to begin with, and it has little to do with being exposed to the sun.
The young man suddenly beamed with joy: "Hello, sir, my name is Nunara Chamal, you can call me Chamal. I am 16 years old. I charge very cheaply, 3 yuan per hour, and it only costs 15 for a day package."
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"Are you a student?"
"Yes, this is my student ID card." Chamar said as he took out his student ID card and explained at the same time: "In order to welcome the arrival of the consul, the school is on holiday today, and I worked part-time to earn more living expenses."
Their family owns a small grocery store, and their financial ability is much stronger than that of ordinary people at the bottom. They belong to the property class, but their lives are still very poor and they are severely short of money.
Yang Haoxuan felt relieved when he saw that the other party spoke generously and was a student:
"Okay, my surname is Yang, and I'll hire you to be a tour guide for a day."
"Mr. Yang, thank you so much."
Chamar was very excited.
The person in front of me is accompanied by a bodyguard, and he looks like a big boss at first glance. Usually he will give a tip after the service, ranging from ten or twenty yuan to one or two hundred yuan, which is definitely a big profit.
Yang Haoxuan smiled and waved his hand, and then said bluntly: "Chamal, help me ask the stall owner what kind of oil is in his pot? Is it healthy?"
Chamar quickly replied: "Mr. Yang, I know this question. There are soybean oil, sunflower oil and animal fat in the pot. These three oils are mixed together."
"Why is it black?"
"This is not surprising, because this pot of oil is very valuable. The boss cherishes it very much and usually reuses it until it is no longer usable."
"I see, you won't have diarrhea after eating this thing, right?" Yang Haoxuan expressed concern.
It's okay for adults to have diarrhea, but it can be troublesome for kids like little Beth.
"Don't worry, this kind of snack is called crispy balls. It is a high-end delicacy here, and the hygienic conditions are absolutely up to standard. However, people with weak stomachs are better to eat less." Chamar reminded him at the right time.
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"Can you help me ask how to sell this?"
Chamar asked the stall owner in a jittery voice, and then replied: "One crunchy ball costs thirty yuan, and three of them cost one hundred yuan."
"Hey, it's not expensive, but is the price marked wrong? Why is it ten yuan more expensive to buy three at once?" Yang Haoxuan asked doubtfully.
The crispy balls are slightly larger than eggs and are filled with fillings such as potato chunks, tomato chunks, carrot dices, corn kernels and onions. They look quite affordable.
If this price were put in China, it would definitely sell like crazy. I didn't expect prices in India to be so low.
"Mr. Yang, I haven't finished yet. In addition to paying, you also need food stamps. One crunchy ball costs two taels of food stamps, and three crunchy balls cost half a catty."
Chamar quickly added.
"So that's what happened! If you add food stamps, the price makes sense."
Yang Haoxuan suddenly realized the truth.
On Little Beth's side, when she saw a customer tasting crispy balls, she couldn't bear it any longer and cried at the top of her lungs: "Dad, I want to eat crispy balls..."
"Stop crying, daddy will buy it for you."
Yang Haoxuan hurriedly coaxed him.
Chamar immediately cooperated: "Mr. Yang, how many crunchy balls do you want to buy? I will tell you."
"Buy twelve and try them all."
After Yang Haoxuan finished speaking, he put down Little Bess.
Then he took out his wallet from his pocket, took four one-hundred-yuan bills, and two kilograms of food stamps, and finally stuffed them all into Chamal's hands.
Chamar quickly came to the big boss with the packaged crunchy balls.
"Boss, it's still hot, be careful."
Yang Haoxuan took the paper bag, picked one at random, put it in his mouth and took a small bite. Not to mention, the crunchy balls were really crispy, and paired with the fillings, they tasted amazing.
Little Beth grabbed her father's arm, jumped up and down and said, "Dad, I want to eat too."
"Okay, here you go."
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Little Beth couldn't wait to take a big bite, her eyes lit up immediately, and her little mouth kept chewing.
Yang Haoxuan nodded with satisfaction, and then distributed the remaining crunchy balls to the four bodyguards and Chamar, each of whom got exactly two.
Chamar was a little flattered and at a loss holding the crunchy ball: "Mr. Yang, this, this..."
"Eat, eat, don't be polite to me!"
Yang Haoxuan waved his hand.
In order not to waste time, Chamal quickly ate one crunchy ball, then wrapped the other crunchy ball in paper and stuffed it into his backpack.
Yang Haoxuan blinked his eyes and couldn't help showing a curious expression.
Chamar explained on the spot: "The crunchy balls are very expensive. I want to take them back and give them to my fiancée to try."
"Getting engaged so young?"
Yang Haoxuan asked casually.
Chamar explained with a smile: "It is customary here to get engaged when you are three or four years old. Many of my classmates and friends are now fathers."
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"It used to be rare, but in recent years it has become more and more common."
"Why?" Yang Haoxuan asked doubtfully.
"Because everyone's life is very difficult, the main function of an engagement is to help two families become closer. In Daxia's words, two families can stay together for warmth.
If there are more children in the family, the number of families staying together will also increase, and life will become more and more stable, and they will not be driven out of the city and become slaves."
Yang Haoxuan took out a handkerchief and wiped his daughter's mouth, then picked up little Bess, and everyone chatted while shopping.
"Slave? What do you mean?"
"Mr. Yang, I wonder if you have heard of it? We have many plantations here. You Daxia people prefer to call them Wubao."
"Wubao? I've heard something." Yang Haoxuan nodded.
Chamar continued: "Once you leave a big city, you can only live in a fort like this. Generally speaking, a fort can be self-sufficient.
But once you go in, don’t think about coming out again. You will spend your whole life working as a cow or a horse there, and you may even lose your life. Do you think this is any different from being a slave?”
"Does the official care?" Yang Haoxuan frowned.
"The official only cares about big cities and basically doesn't care about other places and can't control them."
Chamar shook his head.
"According to what you said, aren't those Wubao owners the local emperors?"
"It can be said that our largest fort is Mr. Ambani's house, with a radius of dozens of kilometers, just in the southern suburbs of Mumbai. If you are interested, you can go in and visit, it is guaranteed to be an eye-opener."
Yang Haoxuan suddenly became interested: "Can I still go in and visit? Is it free?"
"It's free. Mr. Ambani is the chairman of the Indian region. He especially likes to entertain big bosses from outside like you. I heard that there are many beauties in there..." Chamal said with longing.
"Really? You must see it if you have the chance."
Yang Haoxuan said casually.
Not to mention that he is bringing his daughter with him now. Even if there is no little Beth, he will not fool around. After all, his wife is pregnant. It is too scumbag to do so.
Chamar immediately took out a piece of paper: "Mr. Yang, this is the public phone number of our school. If you need someone to guide you, you can contact me."
"Okay, I will contact you when the time comes."
Yang Haoxuan casually stuffed the note into his pocket.
Next, several people walked around the flea market for more than two hours and bought a lot of things, most of which were handicrafts with Indian characteristics, which they planned to take back and give away.
Suddenly, little Beth held her stomach and said she had a stomachache.
When Yang Haoxuan saw that it was broken, he must have thought that the crispy ball from before was unhygienic and had spoiled his stomach, so he hurriedly asked Chamar: "Where is the nearest hospital?"
"Mr. Yang, there is a hospital nearby. I will take you there." Chamar was a little flustered.
After all, he had personally promised before that there was nothing wrong with the crunchy ball, but now it was bad.
"Is it far? Can I get a taxi here?"
"It's not too far. It's not easy to take a taxi here. Just wait for me and I'll call some rickshaws."
"Okay, go quickly." Yang Haoxuan said anxiously.
Chamar nodded, immediately turned around and ran away.
About five minutes later, Yang Haoxuan saw that Chamar hadn't come back yet, and he suddenly had a bad feeling:
"Old Xue, this Chamar won't run away, right?"
Xue Qian's face was ugly: "I guess he is probably afraid that we will hold him accountable, so he simply didn't even want the reward.
Alas, I’ve long heard that Indians like to be clever, but we didn’t expect that we would actually run into him. We have his school’s phone number, so he can’t escape.”
"Ignore him for now. Go and ask where the hospital is. Little Beth can't wait any longer."
Yang Haoxuan ordered.
"Don't worry, Lao Yang, there is definitely a hospital here not far from the port." Xue Qian quickly comforted him.
Half an hour later, the group finally found the hospital. After careful examination by the doctor, it was found that little Beth just had ordinary diarrhea and the problem was not serious.
It was only then that Yang Haoxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, whether it was a psychological effect, he also felt a slight discomfort in his stomach.
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At three o'clock in the afternoon, everyone left the hospital.
Yang Haoxuan's face was pale and his steps were weak. He had just had diarrhea in the hospital five times and hadn't even eaten lunch. He was almost exhausted.
In contrast, little Beth's condition was much better. She stopped having diarrhea only twice and ate some bread for lunch.
On the way back, Xue Qian couldn't help but joked: "Lao Yang, your physical fitness is not good. You are not even as good as Little Bess. You must exercise more after you go back."
Strangely enough, the four bodyguards ate two crunchy balls without any diarrhea.
"I'm in very good health, but it must be due to acclimatization." Yang Haoxuan said harshly.
"But it's our first time in India too?"
Xue Qian chuckled.
"Everyone's body is different. Maybe India and I are incompatible! Anyway, I don't want to stay in this terrible place anymore." Yang Haoxuan said with a bitter smile.
"Don't worry, the trip to India is not long, it shouldn't take more than a month."
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"No problem, but little Beth..."
"Little Beth is still young, what does she know? As long as we are right, we don't have to worry about being exposed."
Yang Haoxuan said indifferently.
"Okay!" Xue Qian nodded, and then changed the subject: "But Lao Yang, if the truth is revealed, you must help us to intercede. We still have to support our family in Hukou, and we cannot lose our jobs."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."
Yang Haoxuan said carelessly.
As he was talking, he suddenly felt a tightness down there, so he quickly urged: "No, let's go faster, I don't want to shit my pants halfway."
"Lao Yang, doesn't the antidiarrheal medicine work?"
Xue Qian said worriedly.
"Who knows? When I get back to the ship, I'll ask Dr. Hu to help me take a look. The Indian doctor just talked so much that it seems a little unreliable."
"I'll call a rickshaw. The rickshaw is faster."
"Go quickly." Yang Haoxuan waved his hand weakly.
After a while, the rickshaw arrived.
Just like when we arrived, there were only Yang Haoxuan and his daughter in the car, while Xue Qian and four other people surrounded the rickshaw for safety.
As a result, the rickshaw had just traveled less than three hundred meters when Yang Haoxuan's voice came:
"Stop, stop, I need to go to the toilet."
Xue Qian quickly stopped the rickshaw.
Yang Haoxuan couldn't wait any longer. He pushed Little Bess into Xue Qian's arms and asked passers-by how to get to the toilet.
Finally, led by a young student, we came to a hidden corner on the street corner.
"Sir, you can do it here."
Yang Haoxuan was stunned: "But there is nothing here? Are there no public toilets nearby?"
"The public toilet is far away from here, and there is a queue..."
"Little brother, thank you."
As soon as Yang Haoxuan heard this, he couldn't hold it in any longer. He hurriedly handed the other party ten yuan, then found a place against the wall and squatted down.
Xue Qian and another bodyguard dutifully stood by, one helping to turn on the lights and the other keeping an eye on the ground to prevent insects and snakes from attacking.