Chapter 1634: The Popular Guan Xingquan

The hotel room arrangement is good, a set of two oversized bedrooms, a servant's bedroom on the fifteenth floor, a prince's suite, and its own small meeting room and kitchen.

Indian prestige hotels like to engage in gimmicks such as "palace suites", and the decoration and furnishings are also very heavy in traditional Indian style.

The flowers and fresh fruits placed in the room exude a light fragrance, and there is no curry smell in the air, which is very good.

An old Valmar who took the elevator upstairs also lived on the same floor, and the upper and lower floors of 14, 15, and 16 were basically all covered by the people brought by the two.

The room is very satisfied, for Zhang Nan personally, the living conditions here are not as good as Mumbai, and they are not as good as the manor in the Valmar family in Kerala, and the kitchen in the room must be there.

In addition to the necessary formal banquets, Zhang Nan just planned to let Danny cook, and he wouldn't eat anything outside if he couldn't eat it.

Looking out of the window, there is the largest green space in the city, which looks like a park, and is interspersed with several high-rise apartments. The distance between the high-rise buildings is too far to block the view, and the huge city is right in front of you.

There are not many high-rise buildings with more than 10 floors in the whole city, and the west bank of the river where the hotel is located is the new town, and the east bank opposite belongs to the old town, but except for a small number of high-rise apartments that belong to high-end residences, there are few places that are not messy from a distance.

"What are you looking at?"

Yasuko Sawaguchi just went to the room to put down her small handbag, and when she returned to the lounge, she saw Zhang Nan standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking at the scenery, so she walked to the side and asked casually.

"Look at what the cities in India look like, Mumbai is a special case, Kerala is not like India, I have been to Uttar Pradesh and Rajasthan once before, and the taste is a little different from here. ”

After listening to Zhang Nan's words, the beautiful woman who was still speaking English smiled and said: "It's the same everywhere, anyway, it's 30 years ahead of Huaxia!"

"Haha..."

A provincial capital city of more than 2 million people, giving people the feeling of a super slum, even a low-key woman like Yasuko Sawaguchi said the "classic slogan of 30 years" - not counting the scale, in terms of the number of new high-rise buildings alone, even the small county town of her man's hometown has completely exploded this big city.

As for the environment, apart from a few slums in South America, there is no place more dirty and messy than Indian cities.

This is "thirty years ahead", I really don't know how the brains of the gang of gods in power in New Delhi grow.

There were still a few hours left before today's dinner, and Tom the butler said it was eight o'clock in the evening, which was still early. didn't say anything, chef Danny took an assistant into the kitchen to be busy, if he followed the schedule of these princes, Zhang Nan would be 100% hungry.

Yesterday, someone from the chef team arrived early, and the ingredients prepared in the kitchenette were all brought from Walma's house, except for the pickles that the owner loved for breakfast.

Until he actually knows what the food supply is in Ahmedabad, Danny doesn't want anything else to make it into his turf other than vegetables.

While Danny was busy in the kitchen, Zhang Nan stood in the lounge to look at the scenery outside, and chatted with Yasuko Sawaguchi, the elder Varmar was with Pan Dewen Singh, the head of the Rajpipura royal family, and the two were chatting in the living room of Varma's suite, and they also presented the host with the gift they had brought from the south.

This is a habit that has existed in the old days when the princes visited each other, and the number and variety of gifts were very large, many of which were special products of Kerala. Most of the gifts will not be in the reception room, and the butlers on both sides will receive them, but a few will still be seen in person.

It is also a tradition that rare objects are delivered in person, and both sides have face.

It's all good, and some of it is even rarer: a case each of Jack Daniel's Gentleman's Premium Tennessee Whiskey and Johnnie Walker Blue Label Blue Label Whisky, two imported spirits that are the favorites of today's wealthy Indians who love to drink.

In particular, Johnnie Walker plus Blue Label Blue Label whisky, 750ml in Scotland, Sichuan Province, costs less than 50 pounds, in Western Europe are high-end wines, in India first add 200% of the liquor tax, and then add more than double the price of the local tax, a bottle will cost more than 300 pounds!

It's expensive, so expensive that even those middle-class people are daunted, and even many so-called rich people are absolutely expensive, as for the average company employee, a year's salary is not enough to buy a bottle.

The princes may not care about the money, but in Gujarat, where alcohol was banned in 1958, alcohol can only be sold to foreigners in a very small number of high-end hotels, and can only be enjoyed in their rooms, and alcohol is not allowed in public places such as the hotel's restaurants.

The farcical prohibition of alcohol in the United States and the Soviet Union illustrates one thing: since mankind created such a good thing as "wine", it is difficult, difficult, difficult to ban alcohol!

The beef-eating ethnic groups in the Middle East and India say that alcohol is forbidden, but there are still people who drink, and there is no way to completely ban alcohol, just like the first country in the universe in the East also has a virtue of legal casinos in China.

It is a bit difficult for the average Gujarat to drink, especially to drink well, and it is a bit risky to go to other gangs that do not ban alcohol to buy and bring it back.

You must know that not only will be inspected by plane, but also on trains there will be temporary inspections for contraband, not to mention roads, there are taxes on the transportation of goods between Indian states, and there will be inspections at interstate checkpoints at any time.

Once found to be carrying alcoholic beverages, the fine is a big drop!

The princes of the princely states have great powers, and it is not a big problem to want to drink, but these two high-quality, and even somewhat expensive whiskies are not always available, and they are definitely good things in Ahmedabad.

In addition to the whisky, the elder Walmar also gave his old friend two bottles of noble rotted sweet white wine from Château Lysalus, which is almost extinct in India, and very few people have heard of it.

In recent years, it has been extremely rare in India, because the Lysarus wine castle strictly controls the sales and shipments, who let it change to a rich owner who is not short of money.

Even the high-end markets in Europe and the United States have become difficult to buy, let alone India, and Gujarat is definitely not available.

As for a certain period of time in the next few years, it will be even rarer, because last year Château Lysalus produced zero wines: the vintage was not very good, and in order to guarantee the quality and brand, the Château de Château did not produce a drop of new wine last year!

By the time the '92 vintage was supposed to hit the market, the rich who loved expensive dripping gin had to be blinded, so since last year, the price of dripping gin in the international market has skyrocketed, and enthusiasts are stocking up.

Zhang Nan doesn't care about this, it is a good thing to ensure the quality and brand value of the wine regardless of the cost, anyway, he is not an alcoholic, and there will never be a shortage of wine to drink, and the passive hunger marketing caused by this climate is not bad.

Two bottles of good vintage Lysalus Dripping Gin made His Royal Highness Prince Singh Rajpipra very happy, who had drunk it a few years ago but had not drunk it again in all these years because of the trouble of buying it.

I collected it, and it was a good thing.

Johnnie Walker whiskey was purchased by the elder Walmar before his grandson in England, and as for the expensive dripping gin, which was given to Walmar's family by Zhang Nan before, the two former princes of the princely states each drank a glass of Tennessee whiskey.

The kings of the princely states, the rich, and the well-connected can get wine, but what about the ordinary people in the countryside and the city?

India has a large proportion of rural population, and the poor drunkards in the big cities may still have some way, what about the countryside?

The black market and private brewing are all ways, and fake wine is rampant, and in India in which year to drink fake wine and not kill hundreds of people, this is not a problem!

Even: Drink it knowing it's fake, and die if you don't drink it... Drink it and talk about it.

Hinduism does not approve of drinking, and the one who eats beef is even more forbidden, but Indians still like to drink.

In order to ban alcohol, some Hindu-majority state governments have taken a towry approach to policy, initially trying to dissipate people's enthusiasm for alcohol by raising the price of alcohol by imposing heavy taxes and setting thresholds for winemaking.

Alcohol is expensive and hard to buy, and India's alcoholic beverage manufacturers are not having a good time, and in India's special state system, various government departments and religious organizations can raid wineries at any time and demand fines for no reason.

India is known for its chaotic traffic order, but it is very diligent in detecting drunk driving, but it is not very effective.

High taxes and large fines have driven up the price of alcohol in India, making drinking in restaurants one of the least cost-effective tourist behaviors in the world.

But the side effect of the Indian government's action is even greater – the huge space for alcohol tax revenue accounts for one-quarter of the government revenue of Indian states, and it is impossible to give up alcohol.

Just like the cigarettes in China, shouting a ban on smoking every year, but this cigarette tax is the largest tax in China, and it will be surpassed by real estate in a few years, you really can't give it a try!

Drink the northwest wind and go!

Except in places like Gujarat, where alcohol is banned, in other Indian states, when people call for a ban on alcohol, the state government will raise taxes further in the name of religious correctness, and a single increase of 60% is trivial, but it is rarely really ruthless.

There are also distributors controlled by local governments who take over the rights to deal in local liquor and collect a fee from them. The local government has joined the chain of interests in alcohol, and it is impossible for the country to stop drinking, and the price of alcohol will rise.

As for the first alcohol ban in Gujarat, it was for, it was in honor of Gandhi, the leader of the ascetic system.

But Gujarat is also a coastal state with strong ties to overseas, and alcohol smuggling has become a hot business.

There are also those poor and talking animals, who are mentally depressed, because from birth, the caste system has divided Indians spiritually.

Being able to drink in a boring, impoverished life is like finding a moment of peace in Elysium for many lower-class Indians.

But the prices of legal, smuggled, and even illicit alcoholic beverages are so high that the lower classes cannot afford to drink even safe, low-quality liquor, so they have to buy it from counterfeit wine merchants.

The ethanol blending is quite good, at least you can't drink it to death, and many of it is even poisoned wine blended with industrial alcohol!

However, for some alcoholics, what if they know that it is fake, they can't afford to drink safe alcohol anyway.

If you can be happy, it's a mouthful, and it's easy to say if you don't die!

What if I die?

It's all dead, what else can I do, is it a corpse?

The meal started at eight o'clock in the evening, and at seven fifty o'clock, Zhang Nan took Yasuko Zeguchi and entered the restaurant with Xiang Weirong and Guan Xingquan.

Today's banquet is half Indian, half Western, with a round table of six people per table.

Those who can sit down are the hosts, and this is very strict, not only the princes themselves, but also the bodyguards of the Middle Eastern guests.

Varma and his son didn't bring their wives, and took the initiative to ask to sit with Zhang Nan, and the six of them happened to be together, and it was convenient to introduce Zhang Nan and other princes.

Xiang Weirong is the brother-in-law of His Royal Highness Allen, and of course there is a seat.

As for Guan Xingquan, good guy, as soon as he entered the palace-style decoration restaurant, many young men and women of the family brought by the princes even ran up to ask for a group photo!

Dial after dial.

These princely families are basically no longer old antiques, and such gatherings obviously have the meaning of creating opportunities for the newly grown nephews and princesses of various families to get to know each other.

There are not many prominent princely families, and it is becoming more and more difficult for young people in the family to find suitable partners, and if they can't find the right ones, there is no way to marry or marry those social upstarts.

Old Varma has two grandchildren who are adults, but they didn't come this time, and they are still studying abroad.

Zhang Nan and the others knew the doorway here for this party, so they didn't bother Guan Xingquan, who was constantly surrounded by men and women in gorgeous clothes, and was polite to other guests under the introduction of Walma and his son.

After a circle, he finally sat down, and as for the cold Guan Xingquan, he was still surrounded by young people and couldn't get out.

Xiang Weirong smiled and whispered: "Xingquan is really popular, if he is not married, he may marry a princess if he is not careful." ”

Guan Xingquan is 35 years old, but not only has he not aged in the past few years, he still looks tender, plus he has exercised and sunburned a lot, this skin color is extremely in line with the aesthetics of Indian Brahmins, and he is less than 30 years old.

As for the eyes, many princely princesses and celebrities in India like men with sharp eyes, otherwise Bollywood male stars will not be nine out of ten to pretend to be cool.

Boss Guan, that's cool yellow sand!

Xiang Weirong's voice was deliberately lowered, just enough that the people at his table could hear it clearly, and the little Walma said with a smile after hearing it: "The world's first space tourist, how can this fame be small, and he can catch up with many Bollywood superstars in India."

And most of the young people in our circle actually don't look down on those stars, even if they are Brahmins, there is a difference in status.

Not to mention those 'sweats', they are not all the way, if they dare to chase them, they will be punished by family law.

Mr. Guan is different, even the children in our family had the idea of going to space, but my father taught him a lesson on the phone.

It's not because of the cost, my father and I don't have the courage, otherwise I would have come to you to find a way to find a way.

I really admire Mr. Guan, it's amazing!"

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