This time, Ruan Ruan and Xiao Yunting's itinerary was not so public, and when they got off the plane, they did not meet the situation of pick-up like before.

They went to the hotel first, and then they put on their bags and wanted to go out for a walk.

"India is a place with a lot of beautiful women. Ruan Ruan looked at those Indians with high noses and wheat skin, and couldn't help but envy, "There are so many people here, no less than us." ”

Xiao Yunting looked at Ruan Ruan's novel appearance, and stretched out his hand to naturally hold her.

"It's easy to get lost here, so you have to keep up with it. "Naturally, the two of them went to some places like the customs streets that could best grasp the people's feelings, and there were Indian faces everywhere, but it was difficult to see even foreigners.

"Is this an Indian handicraft?" Ruan Ruan's sharp eyes saw a place selling carpets, and immediately leaned over excitedly, bent down and picked them up.

"I want this. She quickly chose a piece, and just wanted to take the bag off her back and take out her purse, but the bag in her hand was dragged by a passerby.

The man started very quickly, and when Ruan Ruan was caught off guard, he grabbed it and ran without giving anyone time to react, and he plunged into the pile of people and couldn't find it.

"My recipe!" Ruan Ruan was so anxious that it wasn't money, he stomped his feet and followed without thinking about it, Xiao Yunting couldn't hold her, so he could only rush up with her.

The three of them engaged in a chase on the overcrowded street, and Ruan Ruan was quickly thrown away without the man's familiarity with the terrain.

"Forget it, don't chase it. Xiao Yunting grabbed Ruan Ruan and shook his head.

Ruan Ruan glanced at the street unwillingly, and turned his head to see that they had unknowingly come to the market selling snacks.

"Let's try Indian tapas. Xiao Yunting grabbed Ruan Ruan, who was a little lost, and tried to get her out of her frustration, "The pancakes over there smell quite good, we can go and have a look." ”

He was talking about a small stall in front of Ruan Ruan, although it looked very simple, but the small piece of cake in the iron pot was colorful, and the cake was not an ordinary soft dough cake, but like a crispy shortbread.

Ruan Ruan then cheered up a little and walked over, and the enthusiastic vendor immediately beckoned customers with a mouthful of curry-flavored English.

"Two loaves of bread. Xiao Yunting took out his wallet and took out the banknotes from it and handed it over, this time with experience, both of them were very cautious.

The vendor took it with a smile, pointed to the ingredients on the side of the pot and asked Ruan Soft to add the ingredients, and then she took a closer look at the pot.

The slightly white cake is already baked, and it seems that it is roasted just to make it softer, and the most eye-catching ingredient next to it is peas and some vegetables, and the most eye-catching thing is the yellow curry in an iron bowl.

Ruan Ruan ordered some dishes casually, and saw that the vendor quickly wrapped the ingredients in it, and when he handed it to Ruan Ruan, it was already crispy.

The vendor scooped the curry into another bowl and handed it to Ruan Ruan, motioning for her to dip it in.

Ruan Ruan tried to dip it, the texture of the shortbread was indeed much more refreshing than the dough, and the vegetables in it were also fresh, mixed with the authentic and slightly spicy aroma of curry, Ruan Ruan had never eaten a snack with this taste.

Seeing that she was quite satisfied, Xiao Yunting also tasted it, and took her to the next stall.

Although the small vendors in India look very simple, the things they make are all handmade.

For example, Ruan Ruan and Xiao Yunting came to a handmade yogurt shop, and there was a man wrapped in a headscarf sitting at the door, holding a wooden pestle and seeming to grind something.

They asked for a cup of yogurt, only to find that someone had taken out the milk that had been prepared and poured it into the bowl of the craftsman at the door.

The wooden pestle seemed to have become a flexible other hand under the old man's hand, and the yogurt was evenly stirred to make the texture more mellow and delicious.

After about five or six minutes, the old man poured out the yogurt and sprinkled a handful of raisins on it.

Indians like sweetness, so the taste of yogurt is also sweet, Ruan soft took a sip, only to feel that the mouth is sweet and mellow, the milk flavor is very strong, but without losing a trace of sour fermented taste makes the yogurt more colorful.

After drinking a glass of milk, Ruan Ruan's mood has improved a lot.

Xiao Yunting's mobile phone also rang at this moment, and the caller ID turned out to be an Indian number.

"Hey, who is it?" Xiao Yunting asked in English, and the answer over there was also very pure English, "Is it Mr. Xiao Yunting, we are the Indian police, we caught a thief on patrol today, and found your friend's bag in his stolen goods." ”

Xiao Yunting hurriedly asked for the address, and rushed to the police station with Ruan Ruan.

As soon as they entered the door, the police officer guarding the door took them to the interrogation room to make a record first, and only after confirming their identities did they return the bags to them.

"My recipe is missing. Ruan Ruan turned the bag upside down, and didn't see the recipe he put close to him, and his heart that had just ignited hope was shattered again.

"Recipe?" the policeman didn't know what she had lost, so he turned back to the interrogation room and questioned the thief before he came out and explained.

"This man is a habitual thief, and there are people on top of him, who must have been entrusted to steal your things. ”

"I want to know who instructed him. Ruan Ruan hurriedly asked, begging the police for a long time before he was able to follow Xiao Yunting in to see the thief.

The thief didn't even speak English, so he could only ask Ruan Ruan and ask the police to translate.

It took him a long time to say that it was a woman who paid him to steal the Chinese girl's bag.

"What does she look like, with long hair and short hair?" Ruan Ruan asked anxiously, almost startling the thief.

"I don't know, she covered her face in a headscarf and wore a mask. The thief answered obediently what Ruan Ruan asked and was very cooperative.

"We also have surveillance footage on the road where you were robbed, do you want to see it?" Seeing that he really couldn't ask anything, the police offered to help.

Ruan Ruan nodded hurriedly, but his eyes collided with Xiao Yunting, both of them had actually locked on a suspect in their hearts-Xu Ningning, but they couldn't find evidence.

The two of them followed the police to the surveillance room, where almost half of India's surveillance footage was there.

With the help of the police, they quickly located the neighborhood where they had been robbed before, located the time, and continued to look.

The thief snatched the bag and hid in the alley, all of which were captured by the surveillance video, and Ruan Ruan and Xiao Yunting also followed closely.

But when they looked behind for another five minutes, they could not find the thief again, and they did not know where he had turned.