Reborn as the richest man in India.

Chapter 75
Qiao Ge noticed that this girl should be with the boy on the upper bunk of Gal. There were three men and two women in the other party, and the other woman was equally good-looking, at least eight points higher, but compared to what Qiao Ge noticed just now, it was still Much worse.

The five of them are all about the same age as Jogo, and they are all either rich or noble, and they are undoubtedly of high caste.

Qiao Ge also noticed that there were several strong men and two women in the sleeping berths on the side. These two women had sharp eyes, and they were obviously bodyguards like the strong men, and they should be protecting the five people.

"Strange, why didn't they take the first-class car?" Qiao Ge felt a little strange.

The identities of these five people are obviously unusual, and logically this second-class carriage is not worthy of their identities.

Qiao Ge felt itchy in his heart, and wanted to see that girl again, but unfortunately, the other party had already closed the curtain.

Interesting point, what kind of beauties have you seen before, on TV or in movies?

Jogo secretly complained to himself.

Gal was still talking to Yadav, boasting from time to time about his glorious record in the Dharavi Rush, Yadav just listened with a smile.

Hearing Gal's words, Jogo's heart moved.

It should be that Gal's low-level life experience just now made the girl on the opposite side a little curious.

That being the case, Jogo had an idea.

The shadow of that girl still appeared in Jogo's mind, and he couldn't help it.

If you are not promising, you are not promising. It doesn't matter if you try to find a way to see it.

"Gal, you said you had a bad time with Jajam back then, why did you do it so badly?" Qiao Ge asked with a smile.

The low-level life is probably something that the girl on the opposite side has never been in contact with, or even heard of. If this is the case, then I will satisfy her curiosity. Maybe she will stick her head out and listen?
"We have done everything, rummaging through garbage mountains for waste recycling, getting up at three o'clock in the morning to grab the position of the water supply point, there are often conflicts that need to be resolved with fists..." Gal talked endlessly, "Also, we also I used to pan for gold in the gold jewelry street.”

"Picking for gold?" Qiao Ge was stunned for a moment, how to pan for gold?

Wouldn't it be a slang word on the road?
Do you mean stealing gold or robbing gold?
"Hey, young master, don't you know?" Gal explained with a chuckle, "Actually, it's just digging mud in the sewer pipes."

After listening to Gal's explanation, Jogo finally understood what he was talking about about gold panning.

Mumbai has the longest gold jewelry street in the world. When jewelry shops are processing gold jewelry, such as cutting gold, some gold powder, gold scraps and small fragments may stick to the craftsmen’s hands and be difficult to find, and then they are washed when they wash their hands. Flush into sewer.

This gold is deposited in the sludge of sewage pipes or sewers, so the sludge has a high value.

There are small workshops that specialize in purchasing mud, and they will wash the mud, leaving solid impurities that cannot be washed off, and gold is in it.

Then pour mercury into these solid impurities, gold will be adsorbed on the mercury, and then add nitric acid to evaporate the mercury to leave gold.

Since the gold content in the mud is not high, it takes countless mud to pan out a small amount of gold.

But gold is valuable, and even a small amount is worth a lot of rupees, so the job pays well.

The sewage pipes are extremely dirty and smelly, and there are everything in them, rats, cockroaches, bugs, feces, and the rotting corpses of various animals.

In order to dig out the mud from the sewage pipes, people have to drill into the sewage pipes without any protective equipment, and the whole person is soaked in it. One can imagine the environment.

There are various toxic gases mixed in, and there may be chemicals such as nitric acid in the sewage. Even if it is diluted, the corrosiveness is still there, and it will cause great harm to the human body.

Even so, those sewage pipes and sewers in reality have long been occupied by people. If newcomers who are newcomers dig mud in the past, wouldn't it be ruining other people's jobs?

There are too many monks and too little porridge.

At that time, conflicts will be inevitable, because many people died in these battles.

When Gal and Jajam passed by, they would sneak away by digging some mud in the middle of the night or in the early hours of the morning. They were blocked a few times and were beaten severely every time.

I didn't find the gold, but I got back my injuries, and I would lose my life if I didn't do well, so it wasn't worth it.

They quit after half a month.

If they really want to do this kind of work for a long time, basically they will not live long, maybe at the age of three or forty, they will die of various diseases, tortured and painful, the reality is so cruel.

For example, many untouchables at the bottom are unprotected soaking in the sewage pipes to dredge the pipes, and their life span is very short.

"At that time, Jajam was thinking all day about whether he could find a gold necklace or a gold ring or a gold bracelet, but unfortunately he didn't even have a hair in the end." Gal said.

Jogo smiled. There are indeed gold jewelry dropped by rich people in these sewage pipes, and they have been found by people, but this is no different from the probability of winning the lottery.

"Disgusting, untouchable~~" the guy opposite cursed in a low voice.

"Maybe someone is wearing a gold necklace that was fished out of a stinky ditch. It's very smelly." Jogo looked at the guy opposite and said in English.

"You~~" The boy on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, and then came back to realize that Jogo was talking about him, so he glared at Jogo for a while, because he was wearing a big gold chain around his neck, and then turned his head to look at He turned to his partner on the other side of the aisle, "I'll just ask someone from the railway bureau to get a few first-class tickets? Who are the people here? It's too dirty..."

As soon as these words came out, many people around had opinions, which scolded them all.

Most of the people who can be here are rich, or of high caste, and can understand English.

"It's disgusting that there are dirty untouchables lying under my bed." He continued as if he didn't care about other people's reactions.

"Your words are equally dirty and disgusting." Jogo couldn't help but said.

This guy is too much, if he tolerates anything else, he will endure it. I didn't expect to keep pushing it over and over again. Did he make an inch?
"Stinky boy, you are willing to degenerate and hang out with these untouchables. Why don't I teach you a few words? Or are you also an untouchable?" The young man sneered, "Why are you still not convinced?"

Seeing Qiao Ge's angry look, the boy couldn't help laughing: "I feel dirty when I do it myself, come on, teach them a few lessons."

After the words fell, a man next to him got up and walked towards Qiao Ge and the others, as if he was going to teach them a lesson.

Gal's face was a bit ugly. He knew that the other party was of a high caste, and his status was not ordinary. He couldn't understand English, but he also knew that the other party must have said nothing good, especially when he saw that the guy who looked like a bodyguard wanted to do something. He can bite the bullet and stand up, trying to stop the opponent.

But when he just stood up, Yadav pushed him back.

Before Gal could make a sound, Yadav stood at the entrance of the bed, blocking the man who wanted to come in.

The man shot at Yadav without saying a word, ready to knock him down.

The young master spoke up, and as a bodyguard, he naturally stepped forward to solve the young master's problems.

The young man sat on the bed with a smile on his face, and glanced at Jogo with a provocative look. He will have to teach this boy a lesson later, so that he knows who can provoke and who cannot.

"Ah?" Suddenly, he saw that the situation below was completely different from what he expected.

When his bodyguard stretched out his hand to knock him down, he saw the man in black clasping his wrist with one hand, and then twisted violently, twisting the bodyguard's hand behind his back, followed by another kick Kicked at the crook of the leg, the bodyguard knelt down on the ground with a bang, and was pushed to the ground by the opponent.

This scene could not help but surprise everyone.

Two more bodyguards got up and walked over quickly.

(End of this chapter)