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The treatment of diarrhea means that mild dehydration requires a good rest for two days.

Of course, the salary deduction is not the only bad news for him: the two days of activities have completely nothing to do with him, so just stay in the room!

Eating a terrible and deadly nutritious meal is an absolute torture for a chef, but luckily the nutritious meal is free of stomach-irritating curry and any spices.

Coming together at seven o'clock in the morning, instead of enjoying biscuits and black tea in bed according to the Indian custom, Zhang Nan ate a little bread and fried fish in the suite dining room.

However, I only ate a few bites and threw it aside.

"Mom-egg, getting up early in the morning and eating this is going to kill you!"

Probably because of the weather, the anger was a bit big: how could you eat fish in the morning? Or India's improved British fried fish with a little curry powder.

Ignoring the strange-looking Nicole and Jenny, they went to the kitchen to find the "legacy" left by Daniel: according to Zhang Nan's request and the tradition of the Long Island Villa, the rice cooked at dinner the day before must be eaten as a meal, just in case you get hungry in the middle of the night.

Andy Lew had told Daniel about the habits of his boss and bodyguards before, and I hope that guy hasn't forgotten.

The rice cooker was empty, and when I opened the refrigerator, I found a large bowl of cold rice covered with a plate - no plastic wrap, which was said to be unhygienic.

I took a few minutes to make myself a big bowl of rice, then fished out two small salted radishes from the glass jar, washed them with bottled water, cut them into pieces, and poured some sesame oil over them.

Back to the restaurant, hula to take two bites, that's called a cool!

"Well, it would have been nice to have a few more sausages..."

Nicole and Jenny are not at all blushing at Zhang Nan's "blister rice", and have always thought that such a simple diet is unscientific and the nutrition is too monotonous.

However, seeing that his man is particular about Chinese food and dinner, the two women are not crooked - compared with Zhang Nan's daily lunch and evening meals, the dinner that Americans are accustomed to is honestly waiting in the corner.

There's no comparison, there's really nothing to compare!

When I went out, I called the foreman and instructed me not to serve the refrigerator in the vivid kitchen, and the foreman politely said that he would go down.

There is a big bowl of uneaten braised beef in the refrigerator, and there is a lot of pork and beef in the freezer.

……

Everybody's ready to go, good guys, guys have a backpack in hand.

Spring outing?

When the brother-in-law looked at Zhang Nan and the two women, the first thing he said was: "I brought you lunch, and there is water." ”

Zhang Nan grinned, "Brother-in-law, how was dinner yesterday?"

"It's okay, I didn't poison us all, I poured Daniel one. ”

A group of people walked to the elevator and chatted a few words, knowing why their brother-in-law didn't fall.

Soldiers can eat spicy, and when they are fighting, they really have what to eat, and they have relatively strong immunity to those pasty Indian foods prepared with curries of many colors and varieties.

As for Thomas, they have all been on missions in Africa, and they can barely withstand a rare Indian dinner!

However, everyone made it clear that they didn't want to enjoy an Indian meal again, and their backpacks were filled with mineral water, bread and fruit drinks imported from the West.

"Brother-in-law, are you planning a spring outing?"

Xiang Weirong said with a serious face: "Spring outing, are you kidding? This is combat food... Well, I can't eat this, I knew to bring some canned West German food. ”

Well, there's no way to do it: in Berchtesgaden, everyone has been eating canned food to the point of vomiting, but it's going to be a little bit missed.

It's all forced!

As soon as I entered the elevator, I didn't expect something more awkward to come.

The elevator was quite spacious, and Karimi and Chamili had already gone down first, and everyone walked in this time.

Yes, Zhang Nan's gang has a total of thirteen people (three crew members also came, and Zhang Nan was afraid that they would be offended in a hotel near the airport. And there was a hotel guy lying on his stomach in the elevator.

Zhang Nan was talking in a closed space, and there was a person under his leg who was rubbing the elevator door on his stomach... This feels...

Zhang Nan couldn't help it, and said to the guy: "Sir, do me a favor, can you stand up and bend down to wipe it?"

"Sweep, sweep....."

A bite of curry flavor.

Until everyone walked out of the elevator on the first floor, the guy was still "sweeping", which was sorry.

Zhang Nan was stunned, and turned his head to look at the waiter: the guy was still in the elevator and continued to wipe his .....

"It's hopeless..."

It was a long group of convoys that set off, and sure enough, as soon as they left the suburban junction north of Mumbai, the speed of the convoy immediately increased, and Zhang Nan paid attention to the speedometer in front of him, at least maintaining a speed of sixty or seventy kilometers per hour.

The road is small, the team, if it is not for the few drivers who are proficient in special driving, it will be difficult to keep up with the team leader--- once again admire the driving habits of Indians: bold!

At 10:20 a.m., after nearly two hours of racing, the convoy finally arrived at the Ajanta Caves in Maharatra.

Zhang Nan wanted to come here for a long time to see this famous grotto: with Mount Vendiya on its back and facing the Govara River, the caves are all on a cliff halfway up the mountain.

The grotto was excavated in the 2nd century BC and lasted until the middle of the 7th century.

It is located in a forest area, which was still a primeval forest hundreds of years ago, the air is very good, the water in the roadside stream looks very clear, and the environment is protected.

If India had this environment, foreigners would not be talking about its sanitary conditions.

After entering the scenic spot and walking, I met several waves of foreign tourists along the way, as well as a lot of Indians who came here for tourism, many of them were students from the whole grade, anyway, they looked rich, and the clothes of those primary and secondary school students were very beautiful.

No one came to disturb Zhang Nan's group: not to mention that he brought a group of tall foreign bodyguards, they were all accompanied by more than 20 armed policemen, and the other tourists along the way thought that the dignitaries of which country had come to visit.

"Anan, I think these reliefs and Buddha statues are very valuable. Look at that Buddha statue, how much is it worth?"

"Brother Guan, don't lose money. ”

"I learned from you. ”

"Don't look at it, this cave is from around the first century B.C., the mural theme of Theravada Buddhism, our piece is not popular, and no one wants it if you move back. ”

Zhang Nan is messing around.

No way, don't talk about it here, before going to a city god temple, Zhang Nan would tell Guan Xingquan how much this corbel is, whether the flower board has any collection value or something.

The latter made Zhang Nan bad: his first reaction now is not history, but "how much is this worth", and he will consider history after thinking about money.

The two were chatting in dialects, and Xiang Weirong in front of him understood: ignore the two living treasures in the back!

"Tang Seng took the Mahayana, right?" Kwan Xingquan said.

"Xuanzang came here at the beginning of the 7th century, which is also the earliest record of this grotto, this is the earliest grotto, Hinayana one. It is divided into three periods, and there are thousands of years before and after, and the Mahayana style is ......"

Well, Zhang Nan is chatting there according to his memory, anyway, no one will correct his mistakes if there is a little discrepancy, but it will make people feel erudite.

Showmanship.

The Indian Ministry of Culture has prepared the best docents for Zhang Nan and his group, but there are some things that even the Indian docents don't know, or don't know or want to say at all.

Zhang Nan took the initiative to become a narrator this time, otherwise Mr. Narrator, who spoke standard British English, would not have been able to make Nicole and Guan Xingquan understand the history here.

As for Alyosha, they didn't listen at all, at most a few words drifted into their ears. Bodyguards, I have to be a bit of a bodyguard like me.

In order to take care of Nicole and Jenny, some of the words were said again in English, and some of the contents made the accompanying Indians a little strange.

At first, the Indian entourage looked surprised and unconvinced: their own history of thousands of years ago was not recorded at all, and many of them were lost, but other countries were helping India record its long history.

The history of India studied by the British, and the Indians learned the same way: they should be glad that the British really wanted to live in this subcontinent forever and did not destroy the monuments here.

Otherwise, according to the original virtue of the empire, the murals, reliefs and Buddha statues here should probably be lying in the exhibition hall of the British Museum.

Zhang Nan's knowledge of Chinese, English, and the cipher-like dialect of Yanxian has made Indian officials wonder which ethnic group in East Asia this person is.

Everyone walked all the way, and the authentic narrator and Zhang Nan, the cameo, said together: one talks about tourism and the research results of the British, and Zhang Nan talks from the perspective of the Chinese.

As he spoke, the narrator took out a notebook and recorded that he had said a lot of things that he didn't know.

Xuanzang's original record, now these arrogant Indians will understand, in the 21st century, the exchange of information is smooth, Indians know that there was a Chinese monk here more than 1,200 years ago, and recorded the history, humanities and natural environment of ancient India.

Very modest, yes, not like most Indians who are arrogant like "the United States and the Soviet Union are the bosses, and I am the third".

The frescoes and statues are largely intact and have been minimally damaged, thanks to the natural environment and the characteristics of India during the religious reformation.

At least there was no large-scale "extermination of the Buddha", which refers to the "extermination of the Buddha" that destroyed all elements of Buddhism!

"From the eighth century onwards, it was abandoned because of the gradual decline of Buddhism in India.

It wasn't until 1819, more than 1,000 years later, that a British garrison commander named John Smith was invited by the Nizam Domain of the Hyderabad Domain to join the hunting here.

As a result, while tracking the tiger, 30 Buddhist caves in Ajanta were discovered. At that time, these 550-meter-long grottoes in the middle of the cliff had been untouched for a long time, and became a dense nest of bats..."