"Let's go forward, this is what this kind of place is like."

Nanyi walked up to Sayuri Hagiwara, held her hand and continued to go deeper into Dharavi.

Going further in, there were more people on the road, but no one was watching the seemingly strange group of people in Nanyi. Most people just glanced at it, and then continued to move forward along their own tracks. Children would be arrogant.

Take a few more glances.

"Boss, Dharavi is already a very famous tourist route. Western tourists who come to Mumbai will come here to take a walk and take a look."

As if knowing Nan Yi's questions, Faraqua promptly explained the abnormal phenomenon in front of Nan Yi.

"Since it's a tourist route, there should be hotels here for tourists to stay, right?" Nan Yi looked at the colorful houses with pictures on the walls not far away and asked subconsciously.

“Not only are there hotels here, but there are also homestays provided.”

"The house in front is nice. Do you know what kind of building it is?" Nan Yi asked, pointing to the colorful flowers.

Faraqui followed what Nan Yi pointed at, glanced at it and said: "Temple, a temple built by untouchables."

“Can untouchables also build temples?”

As far as Nan Yi knows, in rural India, untouchables are not allowed to approach temples at all, let alone build temples themselves.

"Boss, the caste system has been abolished long ago, and this is Mumbai, an international metropolis. The untouchables need to rely on temples to maintain their identity and maintain their sense of existence." Faraqui's words were ridiculing and self-deprecating.

"If you have a temple, you are not considered a pariah?"

"In a sense, yes."

"Is it related to religion?"

"Yes." Faraqui responded, and then said: "Dharavi has many large and small temples. People of the same caste and coming from the same place will build a temple. As soon as they get here, they will find a way to build it. Let's start with it.

God has a place to live, and then you think about yourself.”

"Will God bless them?"

Faraqua looked around first, then approached Nan Yi and lowered his voice and said: "Boss, I don't believe in God at all, but I must believe in God. This is not only a matter of faith, but also a matter of survival. It is difficult to survive in India without belief in God.

"

“God as an intermediary into society?”

"To be more precise, it should be a tool for coordinating society. We have thousands of languages ​​in India, and there are more than 33 languages ​​spoken by more than one million people. This determines that India must choose a way to coordinate different cultures.

Harmony, then the common belief becomes the golden rule.”

Nan Yi glanced at Faraqua in surprise. He really didn't expect Faraqua to have the potential to be a sociologist.

"The caste system was proposed by Hinduism, right?"

"Yes, boss, it makes no sense to abolish the caste system legally. As long as Hinduism exists, the caste system will always be engraved in the hearts of Indians."

“Is it possible that Hinduism will disappear?”

Faraqui nodded heavily, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. Everyone in India who has a say has benefited from Hinduism. Who would destroy something that is beneficial to them?"

"Yes, Gautama Buddha."

"Huh, Kshatriya heresy." Faraqua said disdainfully.

"Faraqi, you are Vaisya."

Faraqua said proudly: "Boss, I'm pursuing a Brahmin woman, and I'm about to catch up with her."

"Congratulations."

While chatting, his legs kept walking. Passing by a public toilet, Nan Yi glanced at the thick patina on the wall and pulled Sayuri Hagiwara to speed up the pace.

Passing by a faucet, Nan Yi stepped forward and turned on the faucet. No water flowed out of the faucet, but there was a "ho ho ho" sound, which meant that there was water in the pipe and the water would come out if you sucked on it.

Faraqua explained on the side that this is municipal water and is supplied within a limited time every day.

Municipal water is free, but I don’t know whether the government in Mumbai pays for it, or whether it is directly shared by households who pay water bills.

Nan Yi asked Faraqui, but he couldn't explain why.

With questions in mind, the group continued forward and passed through a section of houses called "chawl" according to Faraqua's introduction. They were two long rows with an alley sandwiched between them. They were two or three stories high and had kitchens and public bathrooms.

"Boss, the tenants of Chawl not only have to pay rent to the landlord, but also land rental fees. After living there for two or three generations, they will sell their tenant rights when they want to move out, which is equivalent to selling a house. The newly moved in

People need to pay a considerable fee."

“Who pays the land rental fee?”

"The owners of the land are not descendants of factory owners or fishermen, but may be descendants of the earliest tenants. They live there, so the property rights of the land are unclear."

“The owners who built these houses were not landowners?”

"Not entirely. The chawl was built during the industrial period after India's independence. The government built it to accommodate workers' organizations that poured into the cities. The funding sources were very complicated, including government allocations and private funds. When the chawl was first built, there were many

It was built without the consent of the landowner.

At present, the property rights of land cannot be clarified at all, and the property rights of houses are also unclear. Landlords and landowners may not be real landlords and landowners, but may just be tough old tenants.”

"Tough? Can I understand it as occupying?" Nan Yi asked.

"Boss can totally understand this."

"Um."

During the rest of the journey, Nan Yi rarely asked Faraqui questions. He felt that Faraqui only knew a little about Dharavi, only the superficial knowledge, and was not very clear about the deeper aspects.

Nanyi needs someone who really understands it to give him a popular science. He can look at the essence through the phenomenon, and study the Dharavi phenomenon thoroughly from point to point, so that he can basically have a half-understanding of India.

For Nan Yi, a little knowledge is enough for him to decide Nan's development strategy in India, and the other half is left to the executor to solve.

Temporarily switching the investigation to tourism, Nanyi left Faraqua behind and walked forward hand in hand with Hagiwara Sayuri.

After walking out of the alley, Nan Yi and the others came to a relatively wide street. There were more pedestrians, and from time to time, they would pass by them.

After walking for a while, Nan Yi smelled the smell of leather and glanced through the window into the house next to him. A bare-chested leather worker was cutting leather with a special knife. Beside him,

There are also semi-finished leather bags in the wooden frame. This should be a leather processing factory.

Walking forward and changing to another window, it is still a leather processing factory. Looking through three or four windows, Nanyi understands that this is a leather processing industry cluster. This also confirms the statement that Dharavi is divided according to industry.

Walking to a window, when Nan Yi looked in, he happened to meet the eyes of the workers inside who were looking out. Nan Yi responded with a smile, and the other person smiled back. Nan Yi took the snake on the stick and pointed at a piece of leather on the workbench.

Scrap material, asked: "may i?"

The other party gave Nan Yi a friendly smile again, picked up the scraps and handed them to Nan Yi.

Nan Yi said thank you, took the leather and looked at it in his hand.

"Nagao-kun, is it real leather?" Sayuri Hagiwara asked after taking a look.

"It's real cowhide, probably buffalo."

Nan Yi only understands the fur of cowhide, but he has his own identification method. He only needs to compare the leather with his own, and if it looks like it is real, if it doesn't look like it, it is fake.

Just last year, Shennong Nanliang inexplicably became the second largest leather supplier in the world and the largest luxury leather supplier.

Before last year, Shennong Nanliang’s cowhide, sheepskin, and pigskin would be sold directly to companies such as IBP, NBP, Excel, and Southwest, which are more professional in processing leather materials. However, last year, the number of cattle slaughtered globally increased sharply, and they actually dared to take advantage of the opportunity to lower the price and collect the skins.

material.

Nanyi would not tolerate them. With a wave of his hand, Shennong Nanshi established a blow cowhide subsidiary and directly entered the field of leather processing. Not only did it not sell any of its own primary leather materials, it also joined the competition to rob other suppliers.

ranks.

"Blow cowhide" is the same as "give you some color see". They are both typical Chinese English. When translated into Chinese, it means "bragging".

This is Nan Yi's own bad taste. Blowing cowhide will only appear as the abbreviation bch to the outside world, and the full name will not be known to the outside world. This is a joke circulated within the Nan Yi family.

Nan Yi put the scraps back on the workbench and gave the leather worker another smile.

"The tanning process of the leather is pretty good, but the quality of the cowhide material is a bit off. Lily Jiang, let me tell you, I am the world's top leather appraiser. I can tell whether a piece of leather is good or not by just touching it with my hands."

"Really?" Hagiwara Sayuri asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's true." Nan Yi showed off what he usually saw in the work report and boasted about the cowhide to Hagiwara Sayuri, "The best cowhide is domestically produced, and the cattle there are centralized and commercialized.

With advanced breeding and slaughtering methods, as well as relatively complete grading standards and trade regulations, most luxury brands of cowhide products will purchase leather from Guangxi.

The country is also the largest producer of cowhide, supplying more than 20% of the world's cooked cowhide. The second largest country is South America, where many cattle are raised;

However, the climate there is not good, it is hot and humid, and the grazing environment is relatively harsh. Cows are usually scratched by thorny flowers and trees, and bitten by gadflies and lice. The cowhide produced there will be inferior and the price will be lower.

Only Argentina’s cowhide is of decent quality.

Europe, Australia, and Africa are also important producing areas for cowhide. I can tell the quality of this material by touching it, and I can tell where it is produced by smelling it."

As he said that, Nan Yi touched Sayuri Hagiwara's face in a playful manner, then put his hand under his nose and smelled it, "Yoshi, this flower girl is from Japan, let me see which city it is from.

Raised..."

"Nagao-kun!"

Hagiwara Sayuri raised her pink fist in shame and anger and hit Nan Yi on the chest.

"Hahaha, let's stop making trouble. To be honest with you, I actually can't tell the difference between real and fake cowhide. However, there are stray cows everywhere in India. It is easier to get cowhide and the cost will be lower than artificial leather. It is really not as good as using fake leather.

It’s really affordable. The smell here is too strong, let’s go faster.”
To be continued...