The plane stopped at New Delhi International Airport. Fang Ze thanked the crew and then got off the plane alone.
The languages in India are very complex. Although the constitution stipulates that the official languages are Hindi and English, because the situations of each state are different, each state in India can formulate its own official language.
According to statistics, there are a total of twenty-nine official languages in India. If two people who do not understand the official language chat and have a high level of education, they usually choose to use English.
To be honest, if it hadn't been for hundreds of years of British colonization, which made English widely spread, communication between Indian states would really be a problem.
But even so, when you come to India, if you know little English, you may not be able to understand what other people are saying.
Because India has a long history of using English, Indians are used to mixing English with their mother tongue. Especially in the northern states where Hindi is spoken, English is often mixed into daily language, and they have also created a lot of English vocabulary in their long-term use of English.
So unless you are proficient in both English and Hindi, you might as well give up on the idea of communicating with ordinary Indians.
And it’s worth mentioning that Indians’ English pronunciation is really bad.
Before you meet Indians, you may think that Neon people’s English pronunciation is very poor, but after meeting Indians, you will feel, wow, Neon people’s English pronunciation is really friendly.
Of course, if you have Indians as friends, never say that their English pronunciation is terrible in front of them, because as a former colony of the British, Indians have always believed that their English pronunciation is the most standard and American. The pronunciation is country dialect compared to theirs.
It was already three o'clock in the morning when Fang Ze arrived, which is equivalent to about one o'clock in the morning in India, so there were basically no staff at the airport, but fortunately it was not difficult to find the place for electronic visas. I pressed my fingerprints and passed the electronic visa, stamped the stamp and left.
Below the New Delhi International Airport is the subway station. It was evening and the subway had stopped running. Fang Ze walked straight to the ground from the passage on the right.
Outside the terminal, when Fang Ze came out, he saw a Chinese and two Indians waiting there.
The Chinese man was sitting on a small bench playing with his mobile phone, while the two Indians were looking around lazily, not sure whether they were watching who came out of the exit or thinking wildly.
If Fang Ze hadn't seen one of the Indians holding a sign with 'Fang Ze' in his hand, he almost thought that these three people were not here to wait for him.
"Hello." Fang Ze walked over and called out to the Chinese man sitting on the small bench playing with his mobile phone.
"Well, who called me?" The Chinese heard someone speaking and was stunned for a moment before realizing it was his native language. When he looked up, he saw Fang Ze.
"Who are you?"
"Fang Ze." Fang Ze answered in Chinese, and then said to this old man, "What do you call him?"
"My name is Dong Chen, just call me Lao Dong." The man stood up in a hurry and said.
Old Dong is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his late forties, with shrewdness evident on his entire face. After he stood up, he quickly squeezed out a warm smile on his face and said, "I thought you wouldn't arrive until a while later." Well, I didn’t expect it to be so soon. Have you eaten anything tonight? I brought some fruit and bread."
"Have eaten." Fang Ze said to Old Dong, "Let's go to the place where we live first. I have something to ask you."
"Okay, okay." Lao Dong stood up, pushed the Indian next to him, and said in Hindi, "What are you doing standing still? Quickly help people with their luggage."
The Indian heard what Lao Dong said and quickly reached out to take off Fang Ze's backpack. Fang Ze waved his hand and said in broken English, "no, no."
"It's okay, just let them take it." Old Dong rolled his eyes when he heard Fang Ze's English proficiency, and then said to Fang Ze, "These two are servants in my house. If you don't let them work, They don’t feel at ease yet.”
"Okay." Fang Ze thought for a moment. The watch was on his wrist, and the Five Poison Pearls were close to Fang Ze's inner pocket. There was indeed nothing important in the backpack, so he handed the backpack to him. I met the Indian and said thank you.
"Go this way." Old Dong stretched out his hand and pulled Fang Ze forward. One of the two Indians was holding Fang Ze's bag and the other was holding a small stool.
"I heard Brother Sha said that you came to India to find someone."
"Yes." Fang Ze said, "When you go back later, please tell me all the news you know."
"That's no problem." Old Dong nodded and said, "But it seems like you don't know English. It will be difficult to communicate with others in India. Do I need to find a translator for you?"
"If there is one that is reliable, you can recommend one to me." Fang Ze said to Old Dong, "When can it arrive at the earliest?"
"I'm afraid it will take a day or two to find someone at short notice, but I can follow you these few days, so it won't be a big problem."
"Thank you." Fang Ze thanked Lao Dong.
"It's okay, it's okay. Brother Sha's friends are also my friends. There are only a few of us Chinese in Delhi, so we must help each other."
Listening to Old Dong's words, Fang Ze looked around, observing the New Delhi International Airport.
Before coming here, Fang Ze had heard a lot of complaints about the New Delhi International Airport, which made people feel like they just found a piece of land and paved the runway.
On the ground, New Delhi International Airport is not as shabby as it is said online. In terms of infrastructure alone, although it is not as good as the first-tier cities in China, it is only slightly worse than the airports in second-tier cities.
Of course, this is almost just talking about the infrastructure. In fact, the biggest reason why New Delhi International Airport looks shabby is that the hygiene is a bit bad, and there are stains on the walls in many places, but in general it is still good. It is a place that is close to the airport. , there are also two elephant sculptures, which are very well made.
I don't know why there are so few billboards at New Delhi International Airport, and when Fang Ze just came out and passed the duty-free shops, he found that there were not many duty-free shops.
Fang Ze was observing the New Delhi International Airport. The old director suddenly asked Fang Ze, "By the way, when you came out, did you exchange rupees at the currency exchange office at the airport?"
"No." Fang Ze shook his head.
"That's good." Old Dong said to Fang Ze, "If you want to exchange rupees, just come to me directly. We can transfer money online, which is cheaper than the official price. Don't go to the exchange office, where you can use There is a handling fee when converting U.S. dollars, RMB to rupees, or rupees to RMB to U.S. dollars."
"That's right." Fang Ze nodded to show that he understood. "By the way, I heard that security in India is not good. Is there anything you should pay attention to?"
"Delhi is indeed very chaotic." As he said, the old Dong pointed to a car parked outside the airport and gave the car key to the Indian holding Fangze's bag. The Indian hurriedly carried the bag I took the keys and went to drive.
"But if it's safe, you don't need to worry too much, especially men." Lao Dong explained to Fang Ze, "In Delhi, as long as you are not a woman and go out at night, you generally don't need to worry. There are mainly thieves and swindlers here. There are very few people who rob directly. Generally, as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke the powerful, nothing will happen. Compared to the black community in the United States, Delhi is a fairly safe place."
When Old Dong said this, Fang Ze became worried.
After all, if Senior Fan and the three of them had not been robbed, then it was only possible that Senior Fan herself might have caused some trouble.
After getting in the car, Fang Ze's heart began to feel heavy.
"It's okay." Old Dong seemed to have guessed Fang Ze's thoughts, patted Fang Ze on the shoulder and said, "The Delhi police have been helping to find people these days. As long as the money is in place, these people can still do a good job." It’s awesome, don’t worry.”
"Yes." Fang Ze simply nodded, and then watched the car start.
It was only about two thousand meters away from the Delhi Airport, and it was difficult to see lights on the roads on both sides. Fang Ze thought it was a wasteland at first, but when he took a closer look, he found that there were large shantytowns on both sides.
"There are many slums in Delhi." Old Dong said to Fang Ze, "If you go to the slums to find people in the future, remember to bring locals with you. Although there will usually be no trouble, there will inevitably be some stray people. Rogue."
"By the way, do you have rhinitis or respiratory problems?" Lao Dong asked again.
"No, what's wrong?"
"It's better if you don't have one." Lao Dong pointed outside and said, "The smog in New Delhi is very serious. If there is one, it is safer to wear a mask."
"Is it serious in the imperial capital?" Fang Ze smiled, "I am from the imperial capital."
"When Delhi is in serious condition, the air index rarely drops below 900." Lao Dong said to Fang Ze, "So if there is really a problem, it is better to wear a mask. When it comes to smog, compared to Delhi, the imperial capital is still completely defeated."
Fang Ze and Lao Dong chatted every sentence. After an unknown amount of time, the car stopped outside a small villa. The Indian servant opened the car door and asked Fang Ze and Lao Dong to get out.
"This is my home, you can live here for the next few days." Old Dong pointed at the house and said to Fang Ze.
After Fang Ze and Lao Dong entered the house, they found an Indian young woman lying half on the sofa in the living room. There was an Indian maid next to the young woman.
"You are already here." The young woman was woken up, opened her drowsy eyes and looked at Lao Dong and Fang Ze, and said quickly in English, "You see, I fell asleep late. I originally wanted to wait for you."
"Didn't I tell you to sleep first?" Lao Dong seemed a little angry when he saw this young Indian woman waiting here, but this anger was more like a concern.
(End of chapter)