Zhu Tian: The Fiery Years Begin with Taking Qin Huairu as a Concubine

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There is a logical error here, which perhaps no one has thought of, or even if they have thought of it, they will try their best to solve it.

In order to remain a Brahmin in his next life, the Brahmins completed the three steps of reincarnation better than other classes because they were rich.

Therefore, India has endless forced communications. If he goes to court, anyone who can speak a little can get himself an acquittal.

I am fucking doing the sacred Mithrāna of the Vedas and I am not guilty of maintaining the linga.

Aren’t those guilty women used for this step?!
Can the Vedas be wrong?

Even if the Prime Minister of India came, he would be acquitted because the sacred "Vedas" cannot be wrong at all.

Anyone who has the opportunity to visit India can go and take care of the "linga" and defend themselves.

This sacred "reincarnation offering" procedure makes India the richest country in the world no matter how poor their temples are.

Of course, the Indian monks in the past were slightly more respectable, but those later on were no longer authentic and they all became rich monks in poor temples.

Zhang Kaiwu was holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the lights in the distance. He was here to help collect the "reincarnation offerings" that others didn't know about.

Otherwise, if there is no one to collect the money, they will not be able to complete the cycle of reincarnation.

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The next morning, Zhang Kaiwu finished his European-style breakfast in the hotel, put on his full gear and a mask, and rushed to catch a plane to Andhra Pradesh.

This is a domestic flight in India. There was a lot of curry smell and some strange smells. He did not take off his mask from beginning to end.

After the plane landed, the smell of Ole Gei was overwhelming. Zhang Kaiwu hurried into the airport building to buy a map of Kerala and a map of Andhra Pradesh.

The climate of Andhra Pradesh is close to the equator and the weather is very hot.

Zhang Kaiwu, wearing a mask and sunglasses, was looking at the map in his hand at the airport, trying to find the way to Kerala.

A beautiful Indian woman who was covered tightly and pushing a big box, with only her two beautiful big eyes visible, saw the two maps in his hand and took the initiative to ask:
"Sir! You are a foreign tourist, right? Would you like to share a car? Are you going to Kerala for tourism? Sharing a car is economical and safe."

Judging from her curry-flavored English, is this girl trying to save money?

But looking at her feet, the girl was wearing shoes, so she must be rich.

Zhang Kaiwu said with a smile:
"Beauty! I'm from a wealthy family, I don't need to share a car with others!"

The girl's facial features were invisible, and she was completely surrounded. Sharon's figure was very hot, and she quickly said:
"Sir! I am Shriya Saran. I am willing to pay for the entire fare. I am just afraid to travel alone. You have an M1911 pistol that can protect us."

Shi Ruiya Saran's pleading eyes were pitiful. Although Zhang Kaiwu was curious about her ability to recognize the model of the pistol, he did not want to cause any more trouble. He looked at her and said:
"Why don't you just hire another girl? I'm a man and it's inconvenient for us to ride together."

Shriya Saran said quickly:
"No! That's not safe. If something happens on the way, it might hurt other girls."

This girl is quite self-aware. She seems to be a local and is familiar with the local characteristics. Zhang Kaiwu said with a smile:
"Then go find another man to share a ride with. I don't like riding in a car with strangers."

Shriya Saran said with a pitiful look in her eyes:

"That would be even more dangerous! I don't want your carpooling fee. I am willing to give you money so that you can earn 2,000 rupees."

The energy value suddenly increased by five points.

It turns out she is a female protagonist?
It turns out that all those words just now were to test my character! ? This woman is not a good person! Zhang Kaiwu said calmly:

"Forget it! Seeing how pitiful you look, let's share a car. I don't want your money. I'll pay for half of the fare."

The energy value increased by another five points.

Shriya Saran's eyes were full of excitement. She was a girl whose eyes could speak. She asked curiously:
"Sir! Where are you from with your black hair and black eyes? What's your name?"

Zhang Kaiwu said with a smile:
"Chu Liuxiang! From Hong Kong."

Shriya Saran was surprised and said:

"Oh my god! You've got a really long journey ahead of you! I've already arranged a car, but I'm just making excuses and waiting for my relatives to come along."

Zhang Kaiwu smiled and said:

"You actually know Hong Kong City. You may not have a foreign relative in Hong Kong City."

Shriya Saran smiled and said:

"My relatives didn't come to pick me up, so a friend came to pick me up."

Ha ha ha ha ha!
Zhang Kaiwu smiled and asked:

"You're quite good at talking! What do you do? Are you a salesperson selling houses?"

Shriya Saran was surprised and said:

"I am Shriya Saran! Shriya, don't you know?"

Seeing his indifferent look, she continued sadly:

"Okay! You're from Hong Kong, and I'm a movie star. I'm a bit famous here in India. There are movie stars in Hong Kong too, and I know a few of them."

This girl was quite lively. She was probably making fun of India. Zhang Kaiwu asked:
"Are you a Bollywood movie star? You are such a miserable movie star that you don't even have a car!"

Shriya Saran said with a smile:
"Bollywood movies in the north are all made for foreigners. In fact, the movies made by the four companies in the south, Tollywood, Kollywood, Mollywood and Sangfor, are the ones that Indians watch."

"I have a car, but I don't know how to drive in Hyderabad."

Well, you're awesome.

This girl is smart and talkative. She seems to be an Indian aristocratic Brahmin woman, because only they have the right to receive education.

The other women were illiterate, and even learning to read was illegal.

Zhang Kaiwu and she came to the taxi, a shabby green car. It was impossible to tell the identity of the car, only that it was vaguely green.

There are a few magical cows nearby, and a few people around are holding basins with eager eyes, waiting to get the magic medicine to save their lives. Maybe there are patients at home.

Very Indian style!

Before he and Shriya Saran could speak, the driver protested:
"He's a foreigner! He's not Indian, and he's too big. You have to pay more!"

It seems that in the face of money, aristocratic status is not useful. Shriya Saran said:

"We just agreed that it's two people, and you actually want to go back on your word. How much do you want to add?!"

Zhang Kaiwu did not say anything. It was normal to charge extra for such a broken car. It would be a problem if he didn't charge extra. Shriya Saran also knew the situation. She was deliberately surprised and that expression was acting.

The driver looked at Zhang Kaiwu and said:
"A thousand rupees!"

Shriya Saran thought for a while and said:
"Okay! Let's get ready to go."

Zhang Kaiwu helped put her big suitcase into the trunk and sat with her in the back seat. It was very hot in the car.

Of course this baby car doesn’t have air conditioning, and the seats are a bit hot on the butt.

There was a rare flash of panic in Shriya Saran's eyes.

The driver ignited the car, which might have been passed down from his grandfather's grandfather, and a puff of black smoke came out.

The driver jumped in and latched the driver's door, already feeling a little regretful.

Zhang Kaiwu asked quickly:
“Are you sure that your car can reach Kerala?!”

The driver said with a smile:

"My car is pretty good, and I'm the only one in the area that's willing to drive to Kerala. If you don't believe me, why don't you go down and ask?"

Zhang Kaiwu quickly looked at Shriya Saran, and he immediately understood from her eyes that this was probably the only car.

Damn it!

He quickly took out two city maps and analyzed the road. There was a very simple straight line on the map.

According to the scale, the journey of 80 kilometers is estimated to take two hours at most.

The driver drove the car so fast that it couldn't fly on the road. Every time he braked or turned, he could hear the mechanical squeaking.

That tattered dashboard probably doesn't have anything useful except the key and the steering wheel.

It doesn’t matter if the car doesn’t have a horn. People will know the car is coming from a long distance away. If you don’t give way, you are seeking death.

Zhang Kaiwu was in no mood to talk, for fear that his car wheels would fly off. As soon as he left the city, the car slowed down.

There were mud puddles everywhere on the road, and the cars were twisting left and right, as if they were dancing disco...

The good news is that because of the twisting, the car window has been lowered by itself, and a burst of rural atmosphere is coming towards us.

Zhang Kaiwu had already taken off his mask and sunglasses, and Shriya Saran next to him had her headscarf taken off.

The girl has regular features and a very three-dimensional sense. She said that she is a famous movie star for a reason.

Judging from her fair and pretty complexion, she was a Brahmin just as he had expected.

The driver had a wheat-colored complexion and it was obvious without asking that he was a Shudra.

Shriya Saran also found that the carpooling gentleman was really charming.

Zhang Kaiwu's horse steps were very steady, but the girl was twisted by the car and rushed to him from time to time. Fortunately, he was able to catch the girl's shoulders every time. It's hard to describe the two big walnuts. No wonder she was a little panicked when she got on the car just now. She must be familiar with this road!

After catching Shriya Saran again, Zhang Kaiwu said:
"No! I'm very tired if I continue like this. I have to work hard to ride in the car. You have to give me 2,000 rupees as hard work fee!"

Shriya Saran smiled in surprise and said:

"Mr. Xiang! I was willing to give you money just now, but you didn't want it!"

Zhang Kaiwu smiled and said:

"Shi Ruiya! In our place, the custom is to put the surname first. My surname is Chu, so you should call me Mr. Chu! I didn't expect this road to be so dilapidated!"

Shriya Saran smiled and said:

"I'm sorry! You were the one who didn't want the money. Mr. Chu, I won't continue to pay!"

Zhang Kaiwu smiled and said:

"Okay! I promised you no charge, but you won't be so lucky next time."

The energy value increased by another ten points.

The driver laughed and said:

"You're already complaining about the broken road before we even enter the dangerous section? You're actually thinking about making extra money!"

what! ?

Zhang Kaiwu looked at Shiriya Saran in confusion, and she explained knowingly:

"The roads around here are already very good. The road tomorrow is really bad."

He hurriedly took the map and asked:
"Wait a minute! Does it take two days to run? The scale above looks like it's only an 80-kilometer journey. Is the map wrong?"

Shriya Saran smiled and said:

"Mr. Chu! There's nothing wrong with the map! From the plane, it looks like it's only eighty kilometers away."

Zhang Kaiwu took the map and looked at it again. This map was drawn with an airplane! ?

India is a plain, this map is very difficult to draw! ?

Shriya Saran saw his confusion and pointed at the map and explained:

"This road actually runs along the seaside. We are actually walking along this side of the sea."

"Today we can probably run more than 180 kilometers, and then we have to get to this place at night. There is a small town here where we can stay. Tomorrow we will only have more than 10 kilometers to go, but the road will be even worse."

“If all goes well, we will reach Kerala tomorrow afternoon.”

Damn it!

The place that Shriya Saran pointed to was at least 200 kilometers away from the road on the map and had nothing to do with that road at all.

The lines on the map are purely for convenience and have nothing to do with the roads.

Zhang Kaiwu put away the map and asked:

"Are there any flights in Kerala? I am willing to pay for a flight back in the future. The road here is too bad."

Shriya Saran pinched him calmly. Zhang Kaiwu looked at the driver. Is it so dangerous?

After a while, the girl rushed over again and whispered in his ear:
“There are private jets, but they are very expensive and unsafe!”

After driving about 50 kilometers, the car broke down. The driver calmly got out of the car, found a puddle, filled a pot of water into it and continued driving.

When the car stopped, Shriya Saran leaned over and whispered in his ear:
"Don't ever say you have money. This road is too dangerous."

Zhang Kaiwu completely understood where all the nonsense in Indian movies came from. They were all life experiences.

After driving for more than an hour, the driver stopped again, this time under a coconut tree.

The driver grabbed a machete from under the seat, and Zhang Kaiwu slowly reached for the M1911 holster.

Shriya Saran gently placed her hand on his and whispered in his ear:

"Don't worry! It's not what you think."

She pointed furtively at the coconut trees.

The driver unlocked the door, got out and said:
"Come down and take a rest, drink some water."

Then Zhang Kaiwu saw him take out another rope and tie it around his waist, put it on the coconut tree, and then tie himself up.

At this time Zhang Kaiwu understood that he had to climb the tree to pick coconuts to quench his thirst.

Zhang Kaiwu got out of the car, lit a lonely Camel cigarette, and asked:

"Would you like one?"

Shriya Saran smiled and said:

"Indian women don't smoke, drink, or do anything impolite."

You guys don’t spend money except on gold jewelry, right?
Indian women are the easiest to support in the world. They don't want anything except gold.

The daughter's dowry is also the highest in the world, because India has clear laws that stipulate that even after getting married, the father-in-law should give his daughter and son-in-law living expenses every month.

If the father-in-law does not provide living expenses, the husband has the right to do anything, and the responsibility lies with the father-in-law!
If you don't want to get married, that's fine, but I'm sorry, the government will charge you a fee.

………………

This is how this weird country talks about marriage:
"Xiao San! How much are you willing to marry my precious daughter!?"

"Dear father-in-law! The minimum is 100,000 rupees, and the living expenses are at least 2,000 rupees per month."

"Xiao San! Xiao Si is willing to marry my daughter for 80,000 rupees, and he only needs 1,000 rupees a month."

"My dear father-in-law! Ninety thousand rupees cannot be less, fifteen hundred rupees per month."

"Xiao San! If you ask for less, my baby will marry you!"

"I can't have even a penny less, otherwise I'd rather be single and everyone will laugh at me."

So who dares to raise a daughter! ?
In particular, you should not marry your daughter to a wealthy family because their living expenses will be higher.

Just like us, or even more magical than us.

...............

Zhang Kaiwu held a cigarette in his mouth and watched the driver climb up like a monkey with nimble movements.

Shriya Saran next to her reminded:

"At least one of us needs to keep an eye on the vehicle. Don't let him run away with our luggage!"

Zhang Kaiwu asked, smoking a cigarette:
"You have a lot of money in your luggage?"

Shriya Saran says:
“We don’t have much money, but if he runs away, it will be difficult for us to return home.”

Zhang Kaiwu smiled and said:

"Dear Shriya, I guarantee he can't outrun a bullet! You are a Brahmin girl, why are you riding in such a shabby car!?"

Shriya Saran blushed and said:

"Don't use sweet words. We Indian girls don't like such words! My brother is getting married soon, so I have to hurry back!"

The energy value suddenly increased by ten points, reaching thirty points.

You are teasing me, Zhang Kaiwu said jokingly with a smile:

"I see! Dear Shriya. I have some feelings for you. Tell me how much your father is willing to pay to marry you off. I will think about it."

Shriya Saran smiled and said:

"That's impossible. We won't marry out. My father will be laughed at by the neighbors!"

Zhang Kaiwu smiled and said:

"I am also a Brahmin, but not an Aryan. I am a Brahmin of a different skin color. I am also a noble in the local area."

"Look what this is!? Dear Shriya."

He took out his Justice of the Peace certificate and handed it to her. Shriya Saran looked at it and said in surprise:

"Oh my god! You really are a noble, and a Brahmin noble from Great Britain! But how do you pronounce these words?!"

Zhang Kaiwu pointed at Zhang Kaiwu's name and said calmly:
"These three characters are pronounced Chu Liuxiang! Is your father willing to spend 100 million rupees to marry you?"

(End of this chapter)