When Ren Pingsheng was woken up by An Qi, the sunlight had already shone into the bed in the guest room, and he didn't sleep well last night, half because the floor was too hard, and the other half was the woman in the same room.

Although An Qi slept on the bed and Ren Pingsheng slept on the ground, the actual distance between the two was only an arm's length. He could clearly hear Angel's breathing, the sound of her calling her husband's name in the middle of the night, the smell of her body wash on her body, and the silhouette of her bare feet on the floor out of the corner of her eye when she got up at night to go to the bathroom and stepped over him.

Ren Pingsheng has not lived in the same room with a woman for a long time, not to mention that An Qi is a very attractive woman, although he does not have that kind of thought, but the long-term abstinence of the body and the mind of an old man in his 30s are combined, and many things are beyond his control.

It was a very difficult night for him, and his brain uncontrollably thought of many women, some in previous lives and after rebirth, which took turns in his brain like a marquee, making him toss and turn, and did not fall asleep hastily until 3 o'clock in the morning, so his spirit in the morning was very bad.

An Qi obviously slept well, she got up early, had already washed up, and dressed up with her heart, a black suit with a black tube skirt, flesh-colored stockings and 5 cm high heels, making her slender figure more slender and moving, her hair was pulled in a ponytail at the back of her head, she looked more youthful and energetic, and her face was covered with light makeup, Ren Pingsheng felt that today's An Qi was more beautiful than usual.

The inn did not provide breakfast, the two of them walked to the adjacent street, last night the empty street was already full of people, the street was lined with all kinds of stalls, put and sell all kinds of cooked food, the most is an iron pot, boiling hot oil, the stall owner kneaded the colorful flour balls with his hands, and the iron plate next to it was put in the mashed potatoes, white pea curry, hummus, Toppings such as mint leaves can be freely selected by customers to put in the balls, then throw in the hot oil for a few minutes, scoop them up, and put them in a quilt made of old paper or leaves, so that customers can hold them in their hands and eat them while walking.

An Qi was very interested in this kind of roadside stall, but Ren Pingsheng grabbed her when she was about to get closer, regardless of her puzzled expression, and pulled her to the outside of the market, while saying: "This thing is called Panipuri, it looks delicious, and it is also very delicious to eat, but after a few minutes, you will have diarrhea and collapse." ”

"No..."

Looking at An Qi's face in disbelief, Ren Pingsheng continued: "In India, you have to wake up a few tens, because people here are good at deception. ”

"The smiling faces of street vendors are used to whitewash their anxiety about using gutter oil and expired flour, the colourful meatballs are a camouflage to protect the inferior ingredients, and the smelly curry is used to overshadow the spoiled taste of food...... Indian food looks colorful and beautiful, but you will regret eating it. ”

"Why are they doing this?" asked An Qi, puzzled.

"Mainly because of poverty, do you know what China's GDP per capita is?"

An Qi shook her head and said she didn't know.

"$2,099, ranked 131st in the world. Ren Pingsheng accurately said this number, I don't know how much he read in his previous life, before his reincarnation his main job was to write reports and materials for the leader, and all kinds of economic data were at hand.

"Do you know what India's GDP per capita is?"

Of course, An Qi still doesn't know.

"$792, 166th in the world. ”

"Oh my God!" An Qi said in disbelief.

Many people have the impression that China and India are both developing countries, but their land area and GDP are among the top ten in the world, but few people know that both countries are so low in terms of per capita GDP.

"There is an old Chinese saying - 'Cang Liao knows etiquette when he is honest, and he knows honor and disgrace when he has enough food and clothing', which means that only when the people meet their basic living needs can they be required to abide by moral etiquette. This sentence is common all over the world, no matter what kind of civilization, what kind of nation, only when the economic level reaches a higher level, can it have a higher moral standard. ”

Ren Pingsheng took An Qi into a small supermarket on the side of the road that looked fairly clean, bought two breads and a few bottles of water, and ate them as he walked.

"That's a little wrong with what you're saying, hasn't China always been a country of etiquette?" Angel continued to ask questions while still interested in the topic.

"Don't forget, China was called the country of ceremonies during the Han and Tang dynasties, when the rest of the world was far from China in terms of economic development, the Europeans were plagued by plagues, Africans were picking fruit from trees, Americans were still sacrificing people, and nomads had nothing but bows and arrows and horses. ”

"You say, a yeoman farmer with land in the Tang Dynasty is more moral than a Frankish serf who has eaten the last meal and the next meal?"

"Then you mean that poor people have no morality?" An Qi retorted.

"There is a threshold for morality, and it needs to be provided at the minimum level of living security provided by the whole society in order to function normally, and people who have food, drink, and housing can pay attention to morality, and it makes no sense for you to talk about morality with a person who will starve to death tomorrow. Ren Pingsheng patiently explained.

An Qi didn't seem to understand Ren Pingsheng's words, and she continued to ask: "Don't Indians believe in religion, and religion is not the most moral?"

This topic aroused Ren Pingsheng's interest in talking, and he simply continued to play.

"Most of the Indians believe in Hinduism, and the morality that Hinduism brings to them is a kind of morality with a clear hierarchy, whether it is Brahmin kindness and wisdom, Kshatriya courage and patriotism, this is given by their blood, it is a natural morality, and the greed and fraud of Vaishyas, and the stealing of Shudras are also in their eyes, and they are also natural, and they are not morally condemned. ”

This is the philosophy of India, from the mustard seed Sumeru, the sand of the Ganges River to the world, in the eyes of God is only a change of quantity, and what mortals do is only a snap of a finger. In the eyes of the Indians, what is there to worry about, and what is there to worry about?"

Ren Pingsheng's mouth was like a river, his tongue was like a lotus, he was completely immersed in his speech, and he didn't know that An Qi beside him looked at him with eyes that had gone from confusion to intoxication, and now he was almost completely worshipped.

"When you say that, India is like a poisonous snake and beast all over the place, so dangerous?" An Qi's tone and tone at the moment were completely like a little girl, which did not match her age and identity at all.

"No, Indians are generally more peace-loving and a people who are not good at using violence. They may cheat on you and may take advantage of you, but they will rarely threaten and rob with force. That's why the British colonized India for so long, and that's why there was a Mahatma Gandhi ...... of "non-violent non-cooperation" in India."

Perhaps, this is another benefit of Indian philosophy. Ren Pingsheng shrugged.

"How do you know so much about India?" An Qi looked at Ren Pingsheng's eyes full of curiosity.

"Well, I'll tell you later. Ren Pingsheng smiled slightly, pretending to be mysterious.

In fact, Ren Pingsheng really didn't know how to answer, the reason was very simple, he was a reincarnated traverser, but this answer couldn't be told to anyone.

"You have a lot of mysteries on you. Angel didn't ask any more, she shook her head and smiled.

Ren Pingsheng put aside the previous topic and said, "However, I can tell you some simple Indian strategies now. ”

"Rule No.1 can't accept flowers that locals claim to be giving them, and will charge money;

Rule No.2 Don't let them tie a rope to their hands casually, they will collect money;

Rule No.3 Don't trust passers-by who offer to help, they will lead the wrong way;

Rule No.4 Don't book an itinerary at a travel agency that passers-by go to, you will be charged more;

Rule No.5 Don't drink raw water, can't eat food from roadside stalls, and will have diarrhea;

Rule No.6 Beware of groping pork knuckles at attractions and bazaars......"

They happened to walk past a scenic spot, and an Indian man with a smile on his face greeted him with a wreath in his hand, and muttered in curry-flavored English, although Ren Pingsheng didn't understand, but judging from An Qi's reaction and the other party's actions, this person wanted to send flowers to An Qi.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and said in unison, "Rule No.1." ”