Although many people are aware of the caste system in India, it is not easy for foreigners to be able to tell at a glance what caste an Indian is.

Jiang Fan had done his homework in advance, so that he could see the identities of the four people for the first time.

The first is the loop in the hands of the four people, which is traditionally called sacred thread in Hinduism, and is worn ceremoniously after the birth of a child, usually made of three strands of silk thread wound. Different castes wear different silk threads. For example, the brahmins wore cotton thread, the Kshatriyas wore linen thread, and the Vaishyas wore wool.

So when an Indian intentionally or unintentionally reveals the holy thread on his wrist and discerns the texture of the thread, it is easy to distinguish their caste.

As for the low castes and untouchables?

Sorry, the doesn't deserve the Holy Thread!

Then there is the complexion, which is understandable, the upper castes do not work all day, and the pampered ones naturally have much fairer complexions than the lower castes and untouchables who work all day long.

And in fact the upper castes do contain more Aryan blood, and it makes sense that they are whiter-skinned.

Finally, there is the dress, the upper castes are usually from famous families, and it is their tradition and necessary etiquette to dress luxuriously. If the lower castes and the higher castes stand together, they will naturally be shorter.

That's right, and the eyes.

Because of low self-esteem, low castes and untouchables are usually afraid to look at people, and it is the norm to look at people with dodgy eyes. And the natural arrogance of the high castes makes them dare to look at anyone, and even have a bit of the protagonist's aura (pseudo)!

And the four Indians in front of them, judging by the holy thread, skin, eyes, and clothing, are all Brahmins of the highest order!

"Stand up!"

The eldest of the four, the man with a sexy mustache, whispered.

Jiang Fan and Tang Xue sat more steadily.

"Rude!"

Another person, who looked to be more than 200 pounds, shouted: "The cheap seed should stand and listen to the lecture!"

Cheap?

Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

However, before he could have a seizure, a third person, a man with squinting eyes, said, "Let's go." ”

Walk?

The others were stunned for a moment, and then they heard the man say, "The seat has been defiled by the scumbag, can you still sit down and listen to the lecture?"

Defiled?

The others suddenly came to their senses, and after glaring at Jiang Fan and the two of them one at the end, they walked out of the classroom directly under the leadership of one of them.

And during the whole process, the fourth person, that is, the guy wearing a gold-wire glasses, did not speak, his eyes always stayed on Tang Xue's body, and the greed, amazement, and desire in it were intertwined and circulating. When he saw his companion leaving, he hesitated a little, but finally followed.

"Teacher, show us your handouts after class," one of them said to the professor as he passed by the podium.

"No problem, I'll have someone send it. ”

The teacher shows the handouts to the students, and they look very happy – it's very Indian!

The four of them came outside, and the man with a pair of squinting eyes looked relaxed: "Oh, I don't have to go to class again, I'm tired of this kind of chattering theory class, but I can't manage it strictly at home, thanks to those few to relieve me." ”

The fattest man also nodded: "Yes, I can play for a few days again, do you want to play games together?" ”

The man with the sexy mustache said, "Go ahead, I'm going back to the dormitory." ”

"Why?"

The squinting man asked, "Pandeit, did you go to those little stars again last night?"

Pandit smiled: "No way, it's too pestering." ”

"Who made your family the one who opened an acting company, and who did people not look for you...... In that case, go back. ”

The fat man beckoned to the remaining two: "Amit, Bata, let's go play." ”

Amit, who was wearing glasses, was thoughtful: "Who of you knows the girl's name?"

"Girl?"

The others were stunned: "Which girl do you kid fall into?"

"It's the two who were reprimanded by Pandit just now, and the woman among them. ”

Pandit frowned: "Amit, I advise you not to make this idea, your family will definitely not allow you to marry her, it will tarnish your family's bloodline." ”

"It's not a big problem," Amit said with a relaxed face: "She is a Chinese, strictly speaking, she is not a cheap species, of course she can't compare with us." If she wants to marry me, she only needs to pay double the dowry, and I think she will agree to this condition. ”

"That's right," the others nodded, "There is an opportunity to join the Brahmin family, and no woman can refuse." ”

The fat man Bista was a little envious: "My family has set a family affair for me, and the woman is from the Josie family, although she looks good, but she has a bad temper, and I will never be allowed to have anyone outside." ”

"Oh, the Josie family. Bata nodded: "It's okay, I didn't insult your family." ”

Several people talked and laughed, and soon parted ways.

Pandit went back to his apartment to sleep, and the other three went to play games.

Here, Jiang Fan and Tang Xue suppressed their anger and continued to attend class after stabilizing their emotions.

He could feel that the eyes of the people around him were a little different, both surprised and a little distant, as if they would be contaminated with misfortune after getting close to them.

The class was over, and the two of them followed the flow of people out of the classroom and came to a place with a sparse flow of people, Jiang Fan frowned and said, "Don't make any extraneous branches, you hurry up and apply for the project in the school, and then let's go out." ”

Tang Xue nodded and said: "Okay, I have planned the project in China, and I can transfer funds from China, and the relevant procedures will come down soon." ”

After the two finished discussing, it was almost noon.

"Let's go and eat. ”

The cafeteria at the University of Delhi is still good, in addition to the traditional Indian tastes, there are buffet options, which also allows Jiang Fan and the two to get rid of the ubiquitous curry.

The two men took their respective foods, went to the corner and sat down, and continued to discuss the details of their next action.

However, while eating, Jiang Fan's eyes narrowed and saw someone walking towards them.

This is a dark-skinned girl, with a delicate and lovely face, with a timid expression, and tiptoe all the way, as if she is afraid of stepping on the ants on the ground.

Obviously, this should be a little girl from a low caste or even a pariah.

The girl came to the two of them, and first greeted the traditional Indian gassho salute: "Hello two gentlemen and young ladies." ”

The two nodded, and Jiang Fan asked, "Hello, is there something wrong?"

"I am a servant of Lord Amit, and he wishes to have lunch with this young lady, so please come with me. ”

As she spoke, the girl made another gassho salute.