Chapter 312 Gu Tianzhu's Journey III

In the evening, Han Yajing took Le Lang and them to a traditional Indian restaurant. Indian curry is very famous, but in fact, the local curry tastes very strange and choking, which is very different from what you eat in China, many people are not used to it, Le Lang and Shaoqing and San Lang don't like it very much, so Han Yajing chose other delicacies for them in the evening.

New Delhi is India's gastronomic hub, with restaurants of all sizes, including Chinese restaurants, but it's obviously boring for Chinese to come here and eat Chinese food.

Han Yajing took Le Lang and the others to a traditional Indian restaurant, where one of the most popular dishes is called Tan Belly Sauce NDRI. This is actually a kind of roast chicken, this kind of roast chicken is marinated with some special spices, put on a local special stove with a simmer, to a certain heat to take out, at this time the chicken is fragrant and the gravy has not been roasted dry, it is very delicious to eat. In addition to this dish, there is also a lamb spleen bone, which is a lamb bone boiled in potatoes, and it tastes good. There is also a curry dish called [koma], which is made by soaking the meat in a condensed rǔ and eating it softly, and the taste is very special.

There is also one of the most "home-cooked dishes", ordinary people often eat this, it is called NN with a kind of uncut bread, and some use flying cakes, which are used to eat with curry with rice, and the fragrance of rice is mixed with the delicious curry, which makes people full of praise. However, this dish needs to be eaten by hand, Indians are used to eating with their right hand holding things, it is worth saying that they use their left hand when they go to the toilet, while the Chinese use their right hand, so as a Chinese here, it seems strange to learn Indians to eat with their right hand.

Grab something to eat with your hands, there is no problem with Lelang, there are hand noodles in his hometown of Nanzhou, which are grasped by hand, but they are all with the left hand, which is with the right

However, I followed the local customs, so I had to follow with my right hand. For this reason, he also took San Lang to wash his hands well, but he couldn't do it, so he had to do it in order to experience the exotic atmosphere.

In fact, the fact that Indians eat with their right hand has long been recorded in ancient books, and it seems that a showman of the Qing Dynasty went overseas with a ship, and it was incredible to see that people abroad ate with their right hand. If you look closely, it turns out that they wipe their buttocks with their left hand and eat with their right hand, and they salute to show friendship with their right hand, which is sacred to them. When the locals saw the Chinese wiping their buttocks with their right hands, they said that the Chinese were sloppy and did not even let them enter the door.

After eating the delicious dishes introduced by Han Yajing, I walked around the commercial streets of New Delhi, in recent years, with the country's economic boom, many Chinese businessmen have come here to do business, here you can see some shops are written in Chinese, and you can also see some Chinese sisters selling things.

After a while, it didn't feel like much, and Han Yajing asked Le Lang if he wanted to experience the nightlife of New Delhi. Le Lang thought about it for a while, felt this, and wanted to experience everything, nodded and agreed.

Seeing Le Lang nodding, Han Yajing led them to a bar called "bulr".

India is known for its strict prohibition of alcohol, but here you can see that the bar has almost all kinds of good alcohol from all over the world. This is a bar on the top floor of a shopping mall building, and Le Lang feels that this is probably the best place to go in New Delhi. The bar is very large, the dance floor at the front of the bar is playing exotic music, looking at the Indians in the bar, their Chinese faces seem to be out of place, but they seem to blend in well.

On the menu, Le Lang actually saw Australian steak, so he ordered it for a moment, eating Australian steak in India, it is really unique. Le Lang and they were eating steak and drinking fine wine, while watching the curly-haired Indian man in white robe play the bul in his hand on the dance floor, and the band's crazy electronic music performance was reflected through the huge speaker over the new and old Delhi, and the fashionable men and women in the audience danced wildly, while Le Lang and they enjoyed the performance of these people while leisurely eating steak.

After eating, drinking, and watching these people's crazy performances, Le Lang and they went away happily.

This country is a strange country, and the gap between rich and poor is unimaginably large. Although poor, the people here are free. Beggars wander the streets or sleep casually, without worrying about being driven or beaten by the chengguan or the like, or they will take you to a small coal kiln to dig coal.

After listening to Han Yajing's words, Le Lang realized that only 30% of the street lights on this side were on, and as for whether the road they were walking on was within 30 percent, I don't know.

As he was watching, the car suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Le Lang asked.

"There's cows." As she spoke, Han Yajing drove over from the side in the opposite car.

Le Lang took a look, and there was a big scalper lying in the middle of the road. In India, cattle are sacred and cannot be desecrated, and the government even forbids the killing of cattle. So here you can see cows, dogs, monkeys, squirrels and the like and so on swaying around here, people are not afraid to come, generally people make way for them, not they give way to people This is a society where people and animals live in harmony.

In the afternoon, they also saw a monkey dog fight on the way to Old Delhi, a female monkey carried a small monkey on her back, the little monkey saw that there was food on the road and ran over, a black dog also ran over, it thought that the boss wanted to grab the little monkey's things to eat, the female monkey watching from the side was suddenly angry, and fought at the black dog, and finally the black dog ran away. There are herds of monkeys, cows, and wild dogs here, don't be surprised when you see it, don't be surprised when you step on the gold, treat it with a normal heart, a normal heart, a normal heart.

Back at the hotel, Han Yajing and Shaoqing were fiddling with the sari they bought today, while he and San Lang were sitting in front of the TV watching TV, there were cartoons on TV, in San Lang's case, cartoons were enough to watch those things that could move, and it didn't matter if they could understand it or not.

"Dang, dang, dang, dang, Ah Lang, do you think I am beautiful in this dress?"

Shaoqing shook the sari that can be called luxurious and asked Le Lang, at this time she was wearing a luxurious sari of gold s, decorated with sparkling gemstones, and her neck also carried some Indian jewelry bought from the store, the towering mountain peak and half l, you can see the hills and ravines in front of the xiōng, she, slowly walked towards Le Lang, swaying, full of an Indian beauty with a Chinese face.

"It's so beautiful," Le Lang couldn't help but walk over and pick her up, turned around a few times, lowered his head and was about to go down fiercely.

Shaoqing pushed him away, and stepped on him angrily, secretly annoying that he didn't care about the occasion, Han Yajing was still behind!

Ouch Lang hugged his feet and screamed in pain, and only then did he wake up a little and found that there was a beautiful woman standing behind Shaoqing, it was Han Yajing. Le Lang glanced at it and compared her xiōng department with his wife, and found that the steamed bun couldn't compare with his wife's towering snow-white peak.

Han Yajing was embarrassed by his scai-eyed eyes, greeted Shaoqing, took her own things and ran out of the room without paying attention to Le Lang.

As soon as Le Lang saw Han Yajing leaving, he immediately ran to close the door, ran to Shaoqing's side and picked her up.

Do? Shaoqing exclaimed.

"If I don't teach you a lesson, you don't know what the dignity of a man is, and you actually stepped on your husband's feet in front of others, is there a husband anymore." Saying that, he picked up Shaoqing and walked to the room, and at the end he didn't forget to tell San Lang: "San Lang, you watch TV, my uncle has something to tell Shaoqing's sister." ”

"Oh," Saburo responded obediently, but he was now caught up in cartoons on TV and turned a deaf ear to other things.

Le Lang hugged Shaoqing to the room and threw her up, Shaoqing didn't know what he wanted to do, and couldn't help but say angrily: "People... Haven't taken a shower yet? ”

"I'll wash it later."

Le Lang couldn't help but say, took off his clothes, picked up the sari on Shaoqing's body from below, and entered it from behind.

For a while, the bedroom was full of spring love, and a strong atmosphere of glamour emanated.

……...

The next morning, as soon as it was dawn, Han Yajing came to wake them up, because Ashmita had already arrived, and his photography team was already waiting in the hotel. Le Lang hurriedly got up after hearing this, and the group hurriedly finished breakfast and went straight to their destination, the Water Palace Taj Mahal Palace Hotel. @。

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