The temple fair is a little different from what Nan Yi thinks of as a temple fair. Although the temple fair in China has the word "temple" in its name, it can be said to be a material exchange fair where adults buy things they need for their homes and children eat with their mouths full of oil or saliva.
The temple fair in Ganges Village is really all about the word "temple".
The temple fair is organized by the temple. Apart from food, there are not many stalls selling supplies. Outside the temple, colorful flags are flying, some are standing upright, and some are tied with ropes. The colors are very rich.
Women walked hand in hand in twos and threes, looking very close. There was a dye shop in front of the temple. The whole place was filled with dazzling colors, such as bright purple, fluorescent red, and pink and yellow. The women found their favorite colors and painted them on their brows.
There were so many people in front of the temple that they had to line up in a long queue. Each person could only have a brief contact with the gods for a few seconds. After coming out, they immediately became radiant, as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Perhaps the caste system was wiped out in those few seconds.
Yesterday Saran was arrogant in front of the villagers of Kabir. Today, Deepak, the real god, showed up and it was even more so. People were coming and going, and there was a constant stream of people coming to pay their respects, which reduced the fun of visiting Nanyi a lot.
Near noon, someone carried out several metal basins the size of two domestic bathtubs from the temple. They were filled with various foods, such as lumps of curried potatoes and fan-shaped pancakes.
Nan Yi also saw the sweet corn, which looked delicious, but when a spoonful of curry potatoes was placed on it, the word delicious disappeared completely.
There are very few poor temples in India. Most of them are extremely rich. If times are tough, they can come to the temple from time to time to eat and drink for free.
Of course, Dali, who had been poor for thousands of years, wanted to get closer here, but the temple did not welcome them.
Those who received the food sat on the side of the road. An old priest wearing reading glasses was chattering away. Although he was speaking Hindi, it was in a dialect with a heavy accent. Nan Yi could not understand a word he said. None of the locals who could understand him cared about what he said. They only focused on grabbing the food in the bowl with their right hands.
Perhaps in their eyes, listening to the old priest's nonsense is the price they have to pay for their free meal.
Nan Yi and his friends had a much richer lunch. When they went out, Deepak brought a mobile kitchen. They set up a tent on the lawn, laid out a camping mat, and enjoyed a picnic that combined Western and Indian cuisine. It was a very pleasant experience.
During the meal, Deepak mentioned to Nan Yi that the temple would hold an auction of the goddess in the evening. However, he did not take Nan Yi to the auction site of the goddess. It was estimated that in his opinion, this was not something worth bragging about.
In fact, there is really nothing to brag about. Nan Yi once watched an Indian movie called "Vara: The Blessing", which is about a goddess. The goddess is actually similar to the Yangzhou skinny horse, but the goddess is much lower-profile.
One is Rolls-Royce, and the other is Audi’s younger brother Alto.
After returning to the Dividi Manor from the temple, Butler Amit hurriedly found Deepak. For some unknown reason, he informed Deepak in English that Deepak's father-in-law and mother-in-law were coming to visit from ××.
After hearing the report, Dikak asked Nan Yi if he wanted to meet the guest. After Nan Yi declined, he apologized and left.
Nan Yi did not understand the place name "××". He guessed that the people coming were not Fatia's parents, but maybe her second or third father-in-law. Who knows if they were here to call him to task, so Nan Yi decided not to join in the fun.
Some families in India will marry their daughters to others as second or third wives. Usually this is because the family cannot afford the dowry. For the man, it is a very shameful thing if his fiancée's family does not have a generous dowry.
Not only yourself, but also your parents and the entire family will be looked down upon by outsiders.
However, when marrying a second or third woman, the man will not require her to have a dowry, and may even give her a little, which is the so-called betrothal gift.
As soon as Deepak left, housekeeper Amit called Saran over, and then Saran took Nan Yi and the others back to the guest room.
Before entering the guest room, Nan Yi reached into his pocket and pressed a button.
After entering the guest room, Nan Yi did not feel the slight vibration in his pocket. After thinking for a moment, he walked to the desk, took off his watch and put it on the desk, then walked to the TV and turned it on, then walked to the bed, leaned against the headboard and watched TV.
"It was demolished. It wasn't Deepak, it should be Fatia. This makes it even more interesting. Jackie, what role do you play in this?"
"Adam, I'm sweating. I want to take a shower. Do you want to join me?" Sophie Marceau walked to Nan Yi and sat down next to him.
"You go first, I'll make a call." Nan Yi said, standing up and walking to the desk, "Salan, can I make long distance calls from this phone?"
"Yes, Master Adam."
Nan Yi picked up the phone and called Shatish, asking him to help book a hotel and a flight to Mumbai the day after tomorrow. Then he deliberately asked on the phone: "Shatish, have you found the person who caused trouble for us?"
"Boss, there is no clue yet."
"You found it, right? Well, I'll talk to you tomorrow when I return to Varanasi."
Nan Yi hung up the phone and waved to Saran, "Saran, our journey will end tomorrow. I'll leave you my number. If you go to London in the future, you can call me and I will treat you well."
Nan Yi said, taking the note paper on the table, wrote a number on it, tore off a piece of paper, and wrote the address and number of Downton Abbey on another piece of paper, and handed the two pieces of note paper to Saran, "Keep one for yourself, and please give the other one to Mrs. Tivedi, and tell her that I really want to be friends with her, and you are welcome to visit my home when you are free."
Saran took the note and said, "Thank you, Master Adam. I will pass it to Madam."
…
the next day.
After returning to Varanasi, Nan Yi let Shatish focus on his management work and there was no need for him to interfere in the investigation. As for the work mistakes she made, Nan Yi lightly brushed them aside.
Nan Yi asked the school beauty to transfer a few more people to Varanasi to assist Plan. Plan will be in charge of the subsequent investigation and will directly target Jacky Tiwedi.
After arranging the formal work, Nan Yi called the bodyguard who followed Marion.
"Give Miss Marion the phone."
After waiting for a while, Nan Yi said into the microphone: "Marion, have you had enough fun? We are going back to Mumbai."
"Adam, you can go back first. I want to stay in Varanasi for a while."
"Ha, don't tell me that you fell in love with that handsome guy who practiced hard?" Nan Yi said with a hint of sarcasm.
The bodyguard had already reported to him that the handsome ascetic had been eating and drinking Marion's food during this period, but he did not continue his ascetic practice.
"No, I didn't. It's just that I like him very much and want to keep this beautiful relationship going for a little longer."
"OK, I wish you happiness. If you need help, you can tell the bodyguards. They will absolutely guarantee your safety."
"OK."
…
Fragrant hut.
On the fifth floor of the Golden Gate Building, below the Fang Group, is the Artist Care Fund office.
Nan Ruoyin picked up the pen and signed the document, then closed the folder and handed it to Shen Zhihui, the secretary standing next to her. "Meggie, do you have anything else to do this afternoon?"
"No schedule for the afternoon. Tomorrow morning at 9:30, you have to go to Chai Wan to see a factory building. In the afternoon, you have to go to the set of "Angels in Blood" to visit Gao Zhilin."
Nan Ruoyin took a lollipop from the candy bowl on the table, peeled off the sugar coating and stuffed it into her mouth. "Ah, Gao Zhilin, she has been having a big fight with that Mr. Ma recently. I don't know how much money she got. If it's too little, then it's not worth it for me to go out in person."
"Rachel, Gao Zhilin is good at attracting rich men, so she must have made a lot of money. Besides, she is very popular, so she is very suitable to be used as a publicity case." Shen Zhihui said.
"Well, I know. Since I have nothing to do today, I'm going to skip work this afternoon to visit my mistress, Meggie. Call our Vice President Ruan and tell her to prepare to go back to Hong Kong for a while. Big Times will be broadcast soon."
"OK."
Nan Ruoyin packed her things, went downstairs, got in her car, and quickly crossed the border to Shencun.
Fan Hongdou, who was taking extra classes during the summer vacation, walked out of the school gate and stopped to look around.
A car stopped in front of her. A little head wearing sunglasses stuck out of the rear window and said to her with a smile, "Little mistress, get in the car quickly. Your dear husband will take you to the department store."
Fan Hongdou walked to the other side of the car, opened the door and got in. "Where are you going?"
Nan Ruoyin reached out and held Fan Hongdou's chin, and said in a vulgar tone, "You little slut, you are quite pretty."
Fan Hongdou stretched out her hand and leaned it against Nan Ruoyin's hand, twisting it and locking Nan Ruoyin's hand, "If you continue to be disrespectful to me, I will cut off your arm."
Nan Ruoyin was not afraid even though she was locked up. She still said with a smile, "Hehehe, Sister Hongdou's skills are still as good as before. I admire you. I'm convinced."
Fan Hongdou let go of Nan Ruoyin's hand and said, "Tell me, where are you going?"
"I haven't eaten yet, please treat me to a meal first."
"Go to my mom's?"
"I don't want to go, let's find a place outside and have some beer."
"No, we can only drink soda at most. Beer is not something we should touch at our age." Fan Hongdou said seriously.
Nan Ruoyin rolled her eyes and said, "Boring, dad doesn't care, why do you care?"
"Uncle Gewu, let's go to Xiangxi Village." Fan Hongdou said to Gewu who was sitting in the driver's seat, and then said to Nan Ruoyin: "There are several chicken pot shops in Xiangxi Village, and they are doing very good business. One of them is opened by someone from Wenchangwei, and they use chickens from the Kenzhi Group. The taste is very good."
"Oh, whatever, you decide."
Since Fan Hongdou stopped talking about drinking, Nan Ruoyin stopped worrying about it. She was just trying to create a topic on purpose.
The car soon arrived at Xiangxi Village, and under the guidance of Fan Hongdou, it stopped in front of a restaurant with a plaque that read "Qi Yu Bao" on the door.
"This place was opened by Aunt Yumei. It's been open for less than a month and business is booming."
"For Uncle Qi's wife?"
"yes."
"Won't Uncle Qi be in trouble if she does business?"
Fan Hongdou asked in surprise: "What trouble?"
"Now that she has broadened her horizons and met more good men, can she still live a good life with Uncle Weiqi?"
"Don't think so badly of Aunt Yumei. I think she treats Uncle Weiqi very well."
"Innocent, Sister Hongdou, you have to look at the problem from a developmental perspective. It's a different time now. Once the problem of food and clothing is solved, the little thoughts in your stomach will arise, scratching and scratching, like a cat's claw. I have enough food and drink, and I am not short of money, but I have never tasted the taste of love, I..."
"Have you tried it?" Fan Hongdou gave Nan Ruoyin a warning look, "Don't talk nonsense after you go in."
Nan Ruoyin shrugged, "You are the big sister, you have the final say."
As soon as the two walked into the store, Deng Yumei, who had just placed an order for a table of customers, saw them.
"Hongdou, are you coming to Auntie's place for dinner?"
"Yes, Aunt Yumei, Ruoyin and I are coming to eat, you have to give us a discount."
"What kind of discount? How can I charge you for eating here?" Deng Yumei agreed, then looked at Nan Ruoyin's face and said with a smile: "Ruoyin, I haven't seen you for several years. You have grown up now."
"Yes, Auntie, we haven't seen each other for several years. How is Uncle Weiqi?" Nan Ruoyin said with a sweet smile.
"He's fine, still the same as always. If there's work, he'll go out to work. If there's no work, he'll go fishing at the pier. Don't stand here and talk. I'll take you to find a seat."
As Deng Yumei spoke, she took the two children to an empty table with a better seat. After chatting for a while, she placed the order for the two children.
"It has changed." Nan Ruoyin said as soon as Deng Yumei left.
"What has changed?"
"Aunt Yumei, she used to be such a shy person, which is nothing like her current capable personality."
"When doing business, you have to be competent." Fan Hongdou said as a matter of course.
"Yes." Fan Hongdou nodded and said, "Sister Hongdou, are you busy at the factory?"
"Not busy. I'm nominally in charge, but in fact there are dedicated people doing the work. Godfather probably just wants me to watch and learn more."
"Otherwise, you are just a yellow-haired girl, and your father can't really let you be on your own." Nan Ruoyin patted Fan Hongdou's shoulder and said earnestly: "Little boy, don't be impatient, be patient and take your time. One day, you will be in charge of a stall independently like me."
"Nan Ruoyin, you came here today just to show off, right?" Fan Hongdou grabbed Nan Ruoyin's cheek and said.
"Hehehe, don't grab my face. A few days ago, a talent scout wanted me to act in a movie, saying that I have the potential to be a female star. I was just about to praise him for my good eyesight, but he looked at me with lustful eyes. Obviously, he is not a good person."
"Then what?"
"Nothing happened. I sent him away. After checking, I found out that the talent scout was actually a jerk working for a film company with a gang background. What kind of serious movie can a gang background make?"
"Didn't you take care of him?"
"No, my father said that the best way to weed the fields is to weed them out with the roots. The film and television industry in Hong Kong is not peaceful. If anyone dares to take advantage of me, I will make him stay young forever and live in people's hearts forever."
Nan Ruoyin's words made Fan Hongdou frown. "It's just a small matter. Why do you want to retaliate so harshly?"
"Hahaha, Sister Hongdou, you took it seriously? I was just kidding. I have people following me. Who would be so ignorant as to provoke me?" Nan Ruoyin laughed and said, "I want to go to Shanghai to see Aunt Liu in a few days. Do you want to come with me?"
Fan Hongdou rolled her eyes at Nan Ruoyin and asked, "Which day?"
"I don't know yet, but I will definitely leave before you officially start school."
"Then let me know in advance."
"good."
On the evening of the day he returned to Mumbai, Nan Yi held a telephone conference with the Intelligence and Policy Committee and the Southern Office. After the meeting, Liang Huiwen reported to Nan Yi about Nan Ruoyin's affairs.
"Nan Sheng, the young lady is naturally beautiful. Now that her body has grown, she will attract the attention of many men. This time, the short mule scout wanted to trick her into signing a contract because she is beautiful."
"I'm not worried about being cheated. The little girl is smarter than a monkey. It's impossible to cheat her. Besides, the identity of an actor has no appeal to her." Nan Yi's eyes were stern as he said, "Does the dwarf mule look delicate?"
"Not bad, very skinny, with delicate skin and tender flesh. It shouldn't be bad looking if she were to dress up as a woman."
"Oh, let's see what the little girl does first. I hope she won't be too violent."
"Nansheng, do you want to collect the criminal record of that short mule? If you are willing to investigate the short mules in Xiangkeng, you will find that few of them are clean."
"He's not an important person, it would be bad if he ruins the anti-gang group's plan." Nan Yi said sarcastically.
"Just a blue lantern."
"Oh, then prepare to send a talent to Stanley. We must have a sense of social responsibility. We should not bury talents and give gold a chance to shine. Let's put it this way. Next, you should take charge of the talent team. The era of large-scale mergers and acquisitions is coming, and we need to speed up the construction of our talent echelon."
"Nansheng, do you want to acquire a consulting giant?"
"Forget about the acquisition. We have no experience in consulting and headhunting. It is enough to acquire a stake in a company and obtain some priority rights. We can absorb more talents in this field. The business capabilities of the talent team are still a little lacking and need to be strengthened."
"clear."
"How is Auntie?"
"It's pretty good. I've made a few friends and often go on trips without any preparation. I've always been in a good mood and haven't had any physical discomfort in the past two years."
"If you are in a good mood, your health will naturally be good. I really envy your carefree attitude. When you are not so busy at work, you can go on a spontaneous trip with me."
"Haha, there's a chance."
"You, take more rest and don't overwork yourself. That's it. I'm hanging up now."
After hanging up the phone, Nan Yi's heart twitched.
In the conference call just now, we discussed making inflation-based salary adjustments for all Nan’s employees, increasing their salaries with reference to inflation rates in various countries, to avoid a decline in the quality of life of employees due to inflation. This will become a normal practice, and inflation-based salary adjustments will be made every three years in the future.
Although he knew that this was the right thing to do, Nan Yi's heart still ached.
It’s hard to give up good fortune!
After eating the chicken hotpot, Nan Ruoyin and Fan Hongdou said goodbye to Deng Yumei and went to the Gesai Industrial Building in Huaqiangbei for a stroll.
This year, Shenzhen Cun Electronics Group was renamed Gesai Electronics Group. At the same time, it also opened an electronic components supporting market in the Gesai Industrial Building in Huaqiangbei, which is the first professional electronic market in China.
The two little girls came to a stall and leaned on the counter to look at the electronic components inside.
"Sister Hongdou, what kind of toy are you going to make?"
"Do you know the XV-15 tiltrotor aircraft?"
"Yes, I've seen it in a magazine. The internal code name seems to be Bell 301."
“Well, I want to make that model.”
"It's a bit complicated. Are you going to use an electric motor or a fuel engine?"
"I'm going to try everything. The power transmission and balance issues are difficult to solve. I plan to make a power control system, but I haven't decided which chip to use yet."
"Do you know chip programming?"
"I don't understand, but it's not difficult. I can learn it now."
"Ruoyin?"
The two little girls were chatting when Chen Lingbang walked up to them.
"Uncle Lingbang."
"Haha, call me Manager Chen." Chen Lingbang said with a smile.
Nan Ruoyin laughed and said, "Manager Chen, is this your territory?"
"Yes, I am the manager here. Tell me what you want to buy and I will buy it for you," said Chen Lingbang.
"Hehe, no need to bother Manager Chen, we're just walking around here."
"Okay, then you take your time to look at it. If you have any questions, come upstairs to find me. My office is on the fifth floor." Chen Lingbang happened to be busy and didn't have time to chat with Nan Ruoyin.
"OK."
After Chen Lingbang left, Fan Hongdou asked Nan Ruoyin: "From Nanchen Village?"
"Um."
"Oh, what I need is not here. Let's go to other stalls to have a look." Fan Hongdou nodded and said.
After Nan Yi sat in the study for a while, he went downstairs with a stack of documents in his hand and came to the lobby of the manor. He happened to meet Pu Yanka who came back from outside. "You came back so early today?"
"I've already taken care of the broker's license, and there's nothing to do in the office, so I might as well come back early."
"Ha, are you a cow or a donkey? Do you have to be whipped before you move?"
Priyanka frowned and said, “Can you please not be so harsh when talking to me?”
"No, I get angry when I see a fool like you." Nan Yi looked at his watch and said, "It's 3:17 pm now. According to the traffic at this time, you should have left the Textile Center Building at around 1:30 pm. Either go back to the office to continue working and make up for the time you wasted;
Or go outside and make cow dung cakes. You have 30 seconds to make your choice. If you exceed the time limit, you don’t have to make a choice and just go make cow dung cakes.”
When Park Yanka heard Nan Yi's words, a frost immediately covered her face. She stood there and greeted Nan Yi's ancestors for eighteen generations before stamping her feet and turning to leave the hall of the manor.
"If I don't suppress your arrogance as the eldest lady, you will never be obedient in the future." Looking at Priyanka's back, Nan Yi muttered and walked straight towards Peacock Lake.
By the Peacock Lake, a Parisian mermaid ran a few steps, kicked the ground, and jumped into the lake.
Standing there and feeling the temperature, Nan Yi found that it was not too hot, so he walked to the awning by the lake and sat down. He waved his hand and the butler Diwaman walked up to him.
"Tomorrow morning, before the sun comes out, have the workers in charge of the cotton fields dig the weeds out of the fields. I mean dig them up with the roots, including the soil to protect the roots. Just dig two mu of land. For the rest of the land, they should continue to do what they did before."
"Yes, sir, I'll arrange it."
"Ask the kitchen to prepare two glasses of Lassi, both of which should be half iced."
Lassi is transliterated into Chinese as Las. Perhaps the earliest person responsible for the translation combined the transliteration and efficacy, so it was translated into Lassi. If you don't mind, it can also be called Laxi.
It is summer now and you can see it on the streets of India. It is a very popular summer ice drink with simple ingredients: pineapple, yogurt, plain milk, cardamom, honey, ice cubes and water. Of course, this version is homemade and not made with corners. Usually, the version sold on the streets is another version.
Yogurt, sugarcane syrup, Ganges water, Ganges ice, glasses that have been used and not cleaned by others, secret ingredients hidden under the fingernails of vendors.
During the production process, the vendor would often poke his fingers into the cup and add his own secret recipe into the drink under the eyes and noses of others. As for what the secret recipe is, it depends on what the vendor did with his hands before making the drink, and it is difficult and impossible to trace it.
If the stomach and intestines have not undergone some hard training, they will most likely succumb to such a test.
Lasi is actually very delicious and can help regulate the gastrointestinal tract to a certain extent. However, for foreigners, they are not well-trained enough to withstand the hygiene standards in India that are meant to "test the level of cultivation."
After Divaman left, Nan Yi opened the information and started reading it.
The information is divided into two parts, half from the Indian Cotton Association and half from the Indian Sugar Mills Association.
India is a major consumer of cotton and sugar. It has a large population, so naturally there are many people who need clothes. Moreover, both saris and tudhi consume a lot of fabric. The fabric used to make one piece of clothing can be used to make two or more Western-style clothes.
Indians like sweets and have all kinds of sweets and sweet drinks. The standard sugar content in their diet is already too sweet for foreigners, but they usually need to add sugar when eating.
As a result, India's sugar consumption will naturally not be low.
But at the same time, India is also a major producer and exporter of cotton and sugar. The amount of India's production will directly affect the international prices of the two products. Cotton and sugar cane can be said to be two of India's main export products for earning foreign exchange, so there will be a considerable export subsidy on exports.
Whether from an economic or political perspective, it is most appropriate for Shennong Nanliang to engage in cotton and sugarcane cultivation in India.
Shennong Nanliang will not only participate in the initial agricultural product link, but also in the intermediate production link. The export targets may very well be its own textile enterprises. It will also acquire several textile enterprises in India to form a large textile enterprise.
Of course, these are mid-term tasks, and the early stage is mainly about annexing land and...
Nan Yi looked up at the roof of the manor where cotton was planted. The most important task was to continue to improve and promote the "Bombay Star" seeds for free. In a few years, all other cotton varieties in India would be squeezed out, so that Indian cotton farmers could embrace science, approach high technology, and plant high-yield, highly insect-resistant cotton.
"Grow Bombay Star in your own fields, so that nearby cotton farmers will be jealous and come to learn from you. When word of mouth spreads, you can promote it."
The seeds will transition from being free to being paid, but for a long period of time, the price of seeds will be very favorable and will never rise to sky-high prices. Nan Yi is a decent person and will not make money from seeds in this unethical way.
However, high yields cannot be achieved by just relying on good seeds. They also require specially developed good fertilizers and pesticides. The prices of agricultural inputs, especially chemical and mechanical ones, will increase. This is a major historical trend and an inevitable result of the development of science and technology and people's increasing greed.
Following the general trend and going with the flow to make some money from fertilizers and pesticides, helping the world upgrade its chemical industry chain, creating more jobs, and improving the living conditions of urban residents is an act of accumulating virtue, a great virtue.
Even if Nan Yi wanted to build a shrine for himself, Lei Gong and Dian Mu would not bother him. If Jiang Ziya were to confer titles on gods again, Nan Yi would definitely be the first to be conferred the title. He would most likely be conferred the title of the merciful and benevolent Gangung god, which would be a perfect match for Lord Shiva.
As an international proletarian fighter, Nan Yi always burns himself to light up others, giving benefits to others first, while his own people remain patient and wait, perhaps it will be their turn in a thousand or eight hundred years.