City Start Striving for Becoming a Rich Man

Chapter 102

Ni Shixiao frowned and his face became tangled; he didn’t know whether to tell Jiajia the answer.

“Jiajia, you still don’t know!”

What Ni Shixiao said, on the contrary, aroused her curiosity even more.

Li Jiajia took Ni Shixiao’s hand and shook it vigorously: “Brother, just tell me!”

Since she was so curious, Ni Shixiao told her.

“Foreign tourists generally do not let the hotel wash their clothes in Mumkebai, not because of water quality problems; but the clothes in the entire city of Mumkebai, regardless of family conditions, are sent to the laundry for a thousand people.”

“Jiajia, you must have never thought of how they do laundry… the waiter just now feels proud.”

Ni Shixiao refers to the sea outside the window: “The sea in the sea looks blue, but the chemical pollution is very serious.”

The dinner they ate was made by Long Kuanbao, and the water and ingredients were all airlifted from Xiangjiang.

The presidential suite where Ni Shixiao lives has its own kitchen. He asks Kuanbao to disinfect the kitchenware before cooking.

As for being so cautious, it is because the lessons of the previous life are too fresh in my memory.

When going to the bathroom to wash, Ni Shixiao smelled a strong smell of bleaching powder from the tap water, which was a bit nauseating.

Just call the service desk and ask them to bring the bucket of water;

It is better to use bottled water to wash your face and brush your teeth.

The smell of bleach is really unbearable.

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All the toiletries in the hotel are imported, and they are basically English products.

There is a wonderful place in Asam India, which is clamoring to build a first-class aircraft carrier, but toothpaste and shampoo are basically imported.

Ni Shixiao went to the kitchen to see what Long Kuanbao did for dinner today.

Long Kuanbao, who was cooking, saw the boss coming in, and said quickly: “Boss, I’m going to dry fried Niuhe and braised pork knuckles, fungus, and a scallop at night.”

“Okay, don’t pay attention to it, just don’t eat the local food.”

Leaving the kitchen, Ni Shixiao thought to himself, don’t let the Asan Indians see it;

He even dared to eat beef, and was seen by someone who believed in sacred cows, would he be killed?

Many of the Z religious beliefs of Asam Indians are vegetarians, even if they can eat meat, they are chicken and mutton, not much.

It is not easy for you to buy meat in Asam India.

Fish are eaten in some places, but there are many places where they don’t. Asam Indians have a river burial.

Go and find out about H River by yourself…

Fortunately, although the coastal waters of Asami India are seriously polluted, there are still seafood caught in the ocean.

Asan Indians still eat seafood, but the cooking method is similar to that of English. It is either deep-fried or put a lot of inexplicable spices.

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After a few hours on the road, I arrived at the Rat Shen Temple, Ni Shixiao, who has never been to in his previous life.

The full name of Mata Shen Temple is Karni-Mata Shen Temple, and the most famous name is naturally Mouse Shen Temple.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

For more than 600 years, thousands of believers have come to worship in the temple every day.

The plague was once prevalent in Asam India, and countless people died. Only here is safe and sound. It is breathtaking.

According to legend, in the 14th century, Shiva sent the goddess Durga to the world to help the poor.

The goddess became a priestess with powerful magic power.

One day, a storyteller found the priestess holding her dead son and said, “I love my son so much, please, save him!”

The kind priestess found Yama, the god of death, and asked him for help.

The indifferent god of death refused the priestess’ request with a single glance.

The priestess protested against Yama’s control of the dead.

All the souls of the storyteller after death are deposited in the mouse. After the death of the mouse, those possessed souls can be reincarnated as human beings.

In this way, the souls of the dead do not have to wander alone in the world or endure endless torture in the underworld.

In order to prevent the souls of relatives from hiding in Tibet, wandering around.

The descendants of the storyteller built this Shen temple specifically for mice.

They believe that the mice running in the temple are their dead relatives.

They also believe that after death, they will be transformed into rats to live in this Shen Temple peacefully.

“Jiajia, are you sure you still have to go in and see, there are all rats inside.”

“Brother, you guard me, I’m not afraid.”

“Then don’t yell later, otherwise the believers might attack us.”

“Brother, I will definitely not call.”

“Okay, then go in.”

Looking at this Shen Temple from the outside, it is exceptionally clean and has no special smell.

The silver gate is engraved with dense patterns, either animals or plants. One of them is a group photo of pigeons and rats fighting for food.

Tickets are not charged, but you must take off your shoes to enter. Most tourists from other places take off their shoes outside the temple, while locals put their shoes inside the door.

Li Jiajia said to Ni Shixiao while wearing slippers, “Brother, you are lying to me, what is scary here, it looks so clean.”

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Ni Shixiao said dismissively: “The gate hasn’t entered yet, so don’t yell in shock for a while.”

They laughed and talked as they walked inside and walked into the gate. Behind the gate was an open space as large as a football field, covered with black and white marble tiles.

There is a Zhang Mi net above his head, except for the sun, nothing else can pass through.

Right in front is the main temple, which is very deep, and you can vaguely see the golden light of the gods inside.

There are several enamel basins on the clearing, which contain the water and milk, and there is a kitchen next to the drinking area. A believer is cooking something in that big cauldron.

Several women in brightly colored sari were chatting nearby, and priests in white attire were napping on the steps in front of the temple.

If this is the case, this is just an ordinary Shen temple, but what makes this place special is the “master” here;

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It’s not yet time to eat, and the hosts are probably taking a nap in that dark corner.

The dense net in the sky is afraid of other rat-loving birds and beasts to harm the owner here.

Rats that have lost their natural enemies no longer need to be afraid of their tails. Instead, they sway around with their long tails.

The cooking believer knocked the big cauldron forcefully with a spoon.

Looking around, a dense cluster of mice sprang out from the Shen Temple, some rushed towards the water basin and milk basin, and some hung on the carved iron gate to stay.

Some compete with the pigeons flying into the Shen Temple for the food the believers have just set out.

It is hard to say that fierce birds and wretched beasts are evenly matched, and they can only grab food in one basin.

Let’s not talk about Li Jiajia at the moment, even if Ni Shixiao has a little tooth trembling himself.

When a mouse ran across Li Jiajia’s feet.

Li Jiajia couldn’t suppress his fear anymore, so he called out.

Then people hung up on Ni Shixiao: “Brother, why are there so many mice here.”

“I told you just now. This is the Rat Shen Temple. It’s strange that there are no rats here.”

“Don’t be afraid, let’s go to a place where the sun is strong. The mouse likes the dark and will not go to the bright place.”

Ni Shixiao took Li Jiajia on his back and walked to a place where the sun can reach directly. There are still a lot of people here, and it is estimated that tourists from other places are hiding.

In sharp contrast to them, the locals really treat mice as their relatives.

The believers in the kitchen continued to scoop food outside.

At this time, another believer moved out a root with many holes in it. Husband.

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