Salan and the two mule muttered a few words, and the mule saluted Nanyi and retreated.

Gange River Village seemed very big. Saran took Nanyi and his party to walk along one direction for more than ten minutes, but did not meet a single person, nor did they pass through a building. Nanyi looked forward and wanted to reach a place with buildings, and according to their path, they would have to walk for at least half an hour.

"Saran, how big is Ganges Village?"

"It's not too big, it's only 160 square miles, of which 120 square miles belong to my owner." Saran replied lightly.

"Fuck, who did the little girl learn from? She is quite good at pretending to be invisible. 120 square miles away from the places where people are occupied, the mountains, rivers and roads, and at most 300,000 mu of land that can be planted is not large."

With a deep complaint, Nan Yi said, "Does Mr. Tiwidi still have land elsewhere?"

"some."

"oh."

Nan Yi did not ask about area questions anymore, and did that too deliberately.

Follow Saran and continued walking forward. After five minutes, crops began to appear on the roadside. They should not belong to the Tividi family. The seedlings could be seen to be browned and the ground was cracked. Nanyi asked someone to pull out a piece of soil into the field.

Put it in your hand and observe the soil blocks, you will find that the thickness of the dry soil is almost 1.5 cm below the surface. If you don’t irrigate for two days, it is certain to reduce yields. If you haven’t irrigated for four days, the crops will basically be scrapped.

After throwing the soil back into the field, Nanyi looked around and found that the situation in the nearby fields was similar. There were no canals or ditches beside the fields. This means that when irrigation, you can only use the "cross-field method", which means that water borrows from other people's fields.

The road to borrow is wider. No one would be willing to dig a ditch for other people to irrigate water. The water can only fill up the fields upstream and then flow to the next field. The land is so drought, and the loss during the irrigation is really uncalculable.

Perhaps it is necessary to irrigate 5 cubic meters of water, and the loss on the road will reach thousands of cubic meters.

This is the premise that others are willing to borrow. If they have poor popularity and others are unwilling to borrow, they can only carry water or water on their heads.

Nan Yi was thinking about it and saw a woman with a ceramic water jug ​​on her head, coming to a field, pouring the water from the water jug ​​into the field, and then leaving with a bell shaking.

When she stepped forward, Nanyi went to the edge of the field to take a look. There was an area in the field that looked relatively moist, but there was no water at all on the surface. It was estimated that the woman had only been away for a few trips.

Saran was a little surprised. Why did this noble master keep circling around the crops, and it was a crop of untouchables? He said that he came to the village to visit to see the crops?

"Saran, are there streams or ponds nearby?"

"There are several ponds and streams two miles away. They are from my owner. They are not for use by the untouchables. Others want to use them for money."

"All the landowners near here are Dalit?"

"Yes, they are all untouchables."

"Your family is also from Gange Village?"

"Yes, my land is right next to the stream and never lacks water." Saran said proudly: "There is water shortage in the ground, you just need to open the water outlet and release it, which is very convenient."

"Oh, who are you in your family?"

"Mom, mom, two older brothers, three younger brothers, and one younger sister."

"Your family is working at Mr. Tiwidi's home?"

"No, my dad works at the master's house, my mom farms at home, my brothers and sisters are all studying, and they will work for the master after they graduate. My eldest brother is at Imperial College, my second brother is at the University of Manchester, and my younger brother is at the village school."

"Your family is amazing." Nan Yi praised with a thumbs up.

"Thank you, Mr. Adam for your praise." Saran said devoutly: "Everything is given by the Master."

"Little girl movies, I now doubt who your master is."

Nan Yi has now had some guesses. Saran in front of him should be Fatiya's confidant. Her good life may not have been given by Deepak, but it is very likely that Fatiya was instigating behind her back.

"Adam, did you see the bell on that woman just now?" Sophie Masso walked up to ask after seeing Nanyi and Saran finished talking.

"See, do you like it?"

“I think it’s so special.”

"You won't feel that way when you figure out what it is for."

Sophie Masso asked, "What is the purpose?"

"Dalit, another way of saying that people are untouchable, they ring the bell to tell others that they are coming, so that they can avoid it if they want to avoid it quickly."

"It's too unfair to them."

“Yes.”

"Adam, you seem to be very calm about this kind of thing. Don't you think this phenomenon is unfair to Dalit?"

"Aha, flat shoes have turned into human rights fighters. Very good. I want to move closer to you. Let's start by not going against the will of each other. Don't wake me up at night, OK?"

Sophie Masso sneered: "Haha, Adam, you should not go against the will of women when you change the other party to a woman."

The two of them laughed all the way and followed Salan toward the direction of the building complex. After walking for more than ten minutes, the group came to a small stream. The stream was not too wide and only about three meters. The stream was clear, the flowing water was turbulent, and there was no floating object on the water surface.

There was a depressed depressed area beside the stream, and a shiny cow was tied there, soaked in the puddle with savor and chewing his mouth.

When Saran saw the cow, he accused Nan Yi and the others of the crime and walked towards the cow. When he got closer, the cow came out of the water and walked to her.

Salan first clasped his hands to the cow and bowed it, then helped the cow combed it, and muttered something while combing it.

"Adam, Saran is so loving, this cow should be her pet."

"It's hard to say, it's probably her elder."

Nan Yi remembers the awkward statement of "mom and mother" when Salan introduced her family just now. If her father had two wives, she could admit it openly. It is not uncommon to have multiple wives in India, and no one would joke, unless one of them was not a human.

"elder?"

"Yes, there is a destiny in Indian religion... Well, let's put it this way, for example, a man and a woman are going to get married, but once two people are united, the woman's identity becomes a man's wife, and there will be bad luck or curse. In order to resolve it, men will first marry a cow or a tree, so that they become their wives, and the same goes for the other way around."

"You mean, this is Saran's mother?"

"It's probably."

"How could you know Adam, Adam, you said you didn't come out to play much when you came to India?"

"As long as you can transfer your enthusiasm for thinking about that kind of thing to reading books and newspapers, you will also have some understanding of India and can show off in front of me."

"Ha, you read books to show off?"

“We’re different.”

"It's different. I'm on top and you're on bottom." Sophie Marsso said with some reference.

"Don't say unhealthy things in broad daylight."

“Ahhh…”

"Master Adam, let's go faster. There is a dirty place ahead. If you stay here for a long time, you will get bad luck." Saran said to Nan Yi when he came back from serving the cow.

There is a small forest opposite the stream, with a few large trees and many low small trees and shrubs. In rural fields, such places are usually used as large places.

"Saran, in the early morning, there will be many women appearing in the area ahead?"

"It's not just early morning, but also evening. At these two hours every day, some women in the village will come here."

"Oh, how many villages are there like this?"

“More than twenty.”

"Oh, how many miles does a woman have to go back and forth?"

"Yes, such a place cannot be too close to the village, otherwise the villagers will have opinions."

“How many small villages or settlements are divided into?”

The area of ​​more than 400 square kilometers is almost as close to a small county town. According to India's population density, there are at least 400,000 people living here, so it is unlikely that they will live together.

"I don't know very well that there are 20 settlements on the land of the master, each of which has more than 20,000 people."

"Do they work for Mr. Tiwidi, or tenants?"

"Most of them are tenants, and only more than 30,000 people work for my master."

"How much does the tenant rent collect for tenants?"

"30%."

"Every tenant is the same. Or will different tenant rent be collected according to different conditions of the land? Will tenant farmers with relatively high output reduce the tenant rent?"

"Different, there are complex algorithms. The proportion of renting good land will be higher, and the lower the yield of bad land will be lower. The higher the output of tenants, the lower the proportion of rent that needs to be paid. Master Adam, that piece of land is my family..." Saran said, suddenly glaring, "How dare he, a damn untouchable..."

Saran snatched the wooden stick from a "bodyguard" and grabbed the hem of the sari's skirt with one hand, rushing to his own land angrily.

After a while, she stood by her own land, pointed a wooden stick at a head in the seedlings and roared. The head was woken up by her roar, stood up, and came to her side nervously.

Huh…huhh…

The wooden stick fell on the "human head" like a storm. Saran did not hold back at all, and did not act to avoid the vital points at all. Eight sticks and seven sticks fell on the vital points.

"Do you still think she is friendly now?"

"Adam, did that man do something unforgivable?"

"Yes, he did something unforgivable, and he actually dared to go to other people's houses to shit." Nan Yi said sarcastically and sadly.

"Dalit?"

"Um."

"If you continue to fight, you will be beaten to death. I will persuade you." Sophie Masso said as he was about to step forward.
To be continued...