Zhang Nan left the Moon Well with a sigh of rediscovering the magic of India, probably because the whole people believed in religion, and no one here put their ideas on the ownerless antiques that were discarded indiscriminately.

The Indian road is not forgotten, and all the people are good people?

By no means!

Also, even if all the people are religious, not all Indians are Hindus, and those who are not Hindus should not care about the question of retribution for selling the ruins of a Hindu temple.

But why would it be better to be poor than to dump antiques and make a fortune?

When the group walked out of the corridor, Zhang Nan saw that the janitor here was waiting on the side with a slight waist, with a respectful attitude, it should be a low caste.

He was a foreigner, and that person didn't need to be like this, but the policemen who came with him were basically Kshatriyas, and even two of them were Brahmins, and they had obvious status suppression.

It is almost impossible for a low-caste person to become a police officer.

Zhang Nan stopped and said to the leading police officer: "Please call that staff member over, I have some questions for him." ”

The black janitor immediately came over at the beckoning of the police, and with a respectful attitude, he almost knelt down and kissed Zhang Nan's shoes: he already knew that this was His Royal Highness, a distinguished guest of the local royal family of Rajpipla.

Looking at this attitude, Zhang Nan felt that nine times out of ten he was a Shudra, and it was impossible for untouchables to get such a job here.

I paid attention to the man's wrist, there was no thread, and I was not wrong.

Zhang Nan asked him: The well and the temple are just him, can he be busy?

The janitor had read the book, but he couldn't understand the normal speed of English spoken by Zhang Nan, so he replied only after relying on the translation of the police officer who led the team: "Your Royal Highness, there were originally seven staff members in the Moon Well, but there are very few tourists who come to us this year, and there are usually two people who work."

My colleague today"

There was something at home, so I didn't come.

"I see that the fence here is broken, and the ruins of the temple to the east are full of abandoned stone carvings, so you don't worry about thieves?"

Well, after figuring out what Zhang Nan said from the Brahmin policeman, the janitor seemed to think about it for a while before thinking about how to answer.

"Your Royal Highness, our ticket is 5 rupees and 1 rupee for students.

If you are a foreign tourist, like you and your entourage, it is 50 rupees according to the regulations, but every day the ticket money will be handed in on time, which is really nothing to steal. ”

Zhang Nan was not annoyed by the answer, and said with a pleasant face: "I mean, those abandoned stone carvings and statues in the east are all used as walls, and they have collapsed, so you are not afraid that they will be stolen?"

The gatekeeper looked confused, and finally held back the sentence: "Your Highness, none of us will build our own house out of the stone of the temple, that is blasphemy."

As for the inhabitants of other faiths, they will not come to build houses with the stones of our temples, for them"

After thinking for a while, he said: "Maybe they will worry about causing conflicts, or they may feel that those broken stones will conflict with their beliefs, maybe so." ”

Well, very realistically, but this is called a bull's head and a horse's mouth!

Forget it, don't ask anymore, Zhang Nan already understands one thing: this person, not to mention the ordinary Indian people nearby, even the value of the temple manager to those stone carvings is still stuck in the concept of being able to build a house.

It's good for the people in power in New Delhi to let Indian society stay at the level of "a house can be built with stones" forever, and it's good for the people of the planet.

As for India, is it on earth?

A team of heavily armed Indian police officers accompanied a distinguished foreign prince who had been invited by the local maharaja to visit, which of course did not require admission money.

But among the people who played the front station in advance, one of the waiters paid the money, because Zhang Nan didn't like to take advantage of it, and he didn't want to settle the truth in the future.

Satisfied with the janitor's answer, the waiter gave him a tip of 1,000 rupees, which is equivalent to more than ten dollars, thanks to his answer just now, which made the janitor, who was only paid more than 1,000 rupees a month, thank him continuously.

There is a huge income disparity among Indians, and not everyone can earn a high salary of tens of thousands of rupees a month.

Here, not to mention the staff of state institutions, even the non-regular employees of a factory can be superior to others, because the vast majority of Indians are landless tenant farmers, basically have no cash income, and are almost destitute!

In India, where there is no point in calculating average income, which is the most disparity in income in the world, this janitor can earn more than 1,000 rupees a month in cash, and in the countryside he already belongs to the people with a little cash.

As for the peasants

The concept of a peasant in India is different from that in other parts of the world, where at least one person in the tenth or twenty acres is considered a farmer, in fact, a proper landlord.

Peasants, in India, they are synonymous with rich people and status!

Why are these police officers so attentive?

The first is where the responsibilities lie, coupled with the influence of the local princes, and the more important reason is that the nobles who serve for a short time generally do not let them work hard in vain, and they will give a little tip for their hard work.

It's a tip for the princes and the super-rich, and it's a considerable income for them as policemen!

Zhang Nan is not stingy, the tips given by the housekeepers below to these policemen are all in dollars, and of course these Indians will do their duty.

After seeing the moon well, Zhang Nan temporarily dismissed his plan to go to the queen's well today.

Even if the wells in Gujarat are distinctive, it would be aesthetically tiring to look at them, so I decided to follow the habit of looking at history when I arrived in China, and went to the museums in Ahmedabad.

With a population of more than 2 million, the city was once the capital of the state for many years, and there are museums there, which are not small in scale.

The museum building built in the 80s looks OK, but the same is the ticket price, and there is even a security check.

The security check is saved, a group of police are there, and there is no way to check it: dozens of people are all carrying guns, are they not allowed to enter?

The ticket money is very expensive, dozens of people are not a lot.

Zhang Nan bought the ticket by himself, and the personnel and police who arrived in advance had already done it, and the curator of the museum at work with two commentators was waiting.

Zhang Nan specifically asked about the ticket price: 10 rupees per person for Indians, 1 rupees for students, and 150 rupees for foreigners, 15 times that of locals.

If a narrator is required, 150 times 2.

Cameras can be brought into the museum for an additional fee: 20 rupees for locals and 300 rupees for foreigners, which is still 15 times.

It seems that every scenic spot in India that wants to buy tickets for admission is this kind of differential treatment, which is even more ruthless than the price difference between domestic and foreign guests in foreign-related hotels in China.

There are a lot of cultural relics, from the third century B.C. to modern times, and in the last stage of the visit, the accompanying curator enthusiastically introduced that there is also the currency of ancient China.

Check it out.

When he arrived at the exhibition hall of foreign trade history, Zhang Nan saw that in the glass display case specially pointed out by the curator, there was a copper coin with a label attached to it: China

There are no holes, copper plates, and the surface of the coin is seriously corroded, and it took Zhang Nan two seconds to see the patterns and Chinese characters on it.

He turned his head to look at the curator in his fifties who was wearing glasses and asked, "That's what you said, have you studied it?"

"Yes, Your Highness, it's this ancient Chinese coin.

This is an ancient Chinese coin that we collected under the foundations of a local abandoned trade market, and we have studied it carefully to prove that we have always had trade with China throughout history."

Zhang Nan didn't know what to say for a while, and finally looked at each other with idiotic eyes, and said, "You haven't graduated from elementary school?"

When he understood what Zhang Nan meant, the curator's eyes widened, and he had an inexplicable expression of disbelief on his face: he was not stupid, he could see that the VIP in front of him was angry, but he didn't know where he offended the other party.

apologized repeatedly, the English pronunciation changed, and there were several "sweeps" in his mouth.

He is a civil servant of the state, but if he seriously offends the distinguished guests of the Rajpipura royal family, the royal family, out of dignity, will definitely go out and kill him!

It is not the year of the reign of the Tuwang fifty years ago, but the Rajpipura royal family still has ways and means to rectify him, the curator.

Zhang Nan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, pointed to the copper coin, and said, "You are an idiot who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it!"

After saying that, I'll leave, anyway, I'll see almost the same, this idiot curator will figure out why as long as he's not a pig.

There is a dragon in the middle of that copper coin, and a circle of Chinese characters: Dainichi - the tenth year of the Meiji era.