Reborn Action Star: Starting in Hollywood

Chapter 390 First Impression of Delhi

"20 rupees each, 30 rupees for two." Lin Yuan started bargaining and cut the price with his knee.

Are you kidding me? 60 rupees for a crappy map?

It was 2003, and the exchange rate between the RMB and the rupee was about 1:4.5.

60 rupees is equivalent to 13.5 yuan, or 1.5 US dollars.

This price can buy three meals in the country, but you just buy a thin map?

When Betty heard Lin Yuan's offer, she immediately understood.

As the eldest daughter of the Adams family, she had bargained before, but it was always when she was making investments and mergers and acquisitions, and the amount always started at at least tens of millions of dollars.

In her daily life, she never bargained for a price and always accepted whatever the other party said.

After all, for her, time is far more valuable than money.

It was not worth it for her to spend a few minutes to cut that little money.

Today, Lin Yuan bargained for a dollar or two, which made her feel very fresh. Is this the life of ordinary people?

"Sir, you've bargained too much. You're so handsome, you must be of noble descent! Two 40-rupee bills, just consider it as a reward for my living expenses?" the young man said with a flattering smile.

Flattery doesn't work! Lin Yuan won't fall for sugarcoated bullets.

Lin Yuan shook his head and refused, "I can only give you 30 rupees. If you don't sell it to me, I'll find someone else to buy it from."

After saying that, he pulled Betty along and prepared to leave.

"Okay, okay! I'll sell it to you. Let's just consider it as a chance friendship." After saying that, the young man pretended to be embarrassed and took out two maps and handed them to Lin Yuan.

Only then did Lin Yuan take out a 50-rupee note and handed it to him.

"Sirs and Madam, I wish you a happy journey in India!" After handing over the change, the young man said goodbye to them with a smile, and then prepared to turn around and leave.

"Wait!" Lin Yuan called him.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

"You gave me the wrong change."

Lin Yuan spread out his hand, and lying in his palm were two 5-rupee notes, totaling 10 rupees.

The young man should give him 20 rupees in change.

"Hahaha~hahaha~ I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I haven't had dinner yet, and I was so hungry that my eyes were blurry and I couldn't see the money clearly."

The young man smiled awkwardly and took out a 10-rupee note and handed it to Lin Yuan.

After saying this, he jogged off and soon disappeared from sight.

Only then did Betty ask curiously, "You didn't even look at the change he gave you, so how did you know it was a mistake?"

Lin Yuan said, "It's just a common trick. When Indian vendors give change to foreigners, they like to pretend to have miscalculated the amount. They hope that foreigners won't carefully check the amount to see if it's correct.

If you didn't notice, he made a profit. Even if you did, they would just apologize and pay you the difference."

"How hateful! He has no integrity at all! Why does he like to take advantage of others so much?" Betty said angrily.

"There's nothing we can do. This is the character of Indians." Lin Yuan said helplessly.

"I've been to India many times, but I've never experienced this side of Indians. I've been with you for less than a night, and I've seen things I haven't seen before. Now I'm more and more convinced that this secret trip to India with you will be very fruitful for me." Betty said with a smile.

"When you came to India before, you stayed in the top palace hotels and met the top dignitaries. How did you get the chance to see such a down-to-earth side of the country? Let's walk around and see more in the next few days. It will help us get to know this country in a new way." Lin Yuan replied.

"Let's go take the Airport Express. I can't wait to experience Old Delhi." Betty took the lead and ran forward, followed closely by Lin Yuan.

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Two hours later, Lin Yuan and Betty walked out of the subway station, and the scene before them immediately made them feel like they had arrived in another world.

The first thing that comes into view is the narrow and bumpy street. The street is already very narrow, with only enough space for two or three vehicles to run side by side. The densely packed street vendors setting up stalls on the roadside make the road even more congested and difficult to travel.

Sewage and garbage can be seen everywhere on the streets, flies are flying over food waste, and rats are walking across the streets without anyone stopping them.

On both sides of the road are low, two or three-story old houses, tightly packed together, looking messy and dilapidated.

On the telephone pole was a tangled mass of wires, and it was impossible to tell which wires were being routed. They just hung limply in the air, extending to another equally messy telephone pole not far away.

To sum up, the feeling it gives people can be described in three words: dirty, messy and poor.

Betty was stunned. Although she had lowered her expectations of the urban environment in Old Delhi several times, she did not expect that it would still shatter her worst imagination.

Lin Yuan was also quite surprised. This authentic Indian taste did not disappoint him.

The environment here is even worse than that of domestic towns in 2003. The whole Old Delhi is like a small, shabby village in the Midwest, which feels like it was copied, pasted and magnified ten thousand times.

If there is one thing that Old Delhi has to offer, it is its popularity!
The entire Delhi, including New and Old Delhi, had a population of 2003 million in 1700, and by 2024 the population was expected to reach 3600 million!

In terms of absolute population size, it is not inferior to China's megacities.

The huge population brings strong popularity, which is the breath of life.

The roadside stalls, streets, and shops were crowded with people.

The streets were packed with people, as congested as temple fairs in China. One could only move forward slowly in small steps.

Amid the hustle and bustle, men, women, young and old walk around, stop and look through the goods on the stalls, or eat some "clean and hygienic" street food, and the atmosphere is filled with the fireworks of life.

But this dense crowd made Lin Yuan feel uneasy: any unexpected shock could turn into a tragic stampede.

"Let's go there and see if there's any place to stay." Lin Yuan pointed to a street not far away that was a little less crowded.

Betty reached out and held Lin Yuan's hand.

Her fingers were long and soft, tightly wrapped around Lin Yuan's hand.

Seeing Lin Yuan looking at her, Betty said confidently, "There are so many people here, I'm afraid we'll get lost."

She looked normal, but Lin Yuan could feel her rapid heartbeat through her slightly sweaty and trembling palms.

Is this really touching?

Lin Yuan smiled without saying anything, held her hand tightly, and pulled her towards the street.

As soon as the two stepped onto the street, they heard the sound of exciting music playing from a roadside shop:

"Ah~ I'm playing in the mud in Northeast China~"

“Although Northeast China is not big~”

"I don't have a home in Dalian~"

"Beep beep beep~da da da~beep beep beep~da da da~"

The singing was loud and deafening.

(End of this chapter)