Chapter 311 [The Great Turkish Liar]
After passing through the city, we arrived at the Grand Bazaar in the city center. After getting off the bus, Belsinger was so surprised that he almost dropped his chin on his feet. The unique Arabic bus is actually a bazaar, where everything is sold.
The reason why it is called the Grand Bazaar is that this bazaar is built in a closed hall, surrounded by shops, like a maze. If you are not familiar with this Grand Bazaar market, it is easy to get lost. You can't even find the exit. If it is a particularly large Grand Bazaar, you may not be able to walk out after walking around for a whole morning.
Fortunately, Belsinger was well prepared, and he didn't understand the local language, so he could only hire a local translator. The translator was a young man. Although he looked like a decent person, Belsinger was very worried about this translator because his eyes were always wandering around, as if he was thinking of something bad.
This is taking me as a fat sheep to slaughter, but I want to change a translator, which must take more than four hours. In this way, the time to visit the market can only be shortened to half. What can I buy? Can I enjoy it? Although I was very worried about this cunning translator, I had to deal with him.
At most, I should be more careful when buying things, and not let the other party take advantage of the loopholes and cheat my money. So the moment I got off the car, the young translator was very excited and began to introduce the history of the Grand Bazaar to Belsinger and his family at the entrance of the Grand Bazaar. Unexpectedly, this market, which looks inconspicuous, is a century-old market, and the history of the Grand Bazaar exceeds 130 years.
In particular, the architecture of the entrance of the Grand Bazaar is very distinctive, with a crescent on the dome and various mosaics on the walls. The stained glass at that time was quite expensive, and the mosaics that could be covered with stained glass can reflect the status of this Grand Bazaar in the hearts of the locals.
It also proves that the market stalls in the Grand Bazaar have very rich incomes, otherwise it would be impossible to raise funds to build such a luxurious entrance. Standing at the gate of the bazaar, you can hear all kinds of shouting with local characteristics, and people come and go at the door of each store.
Because it is the entrance to the Grand Bazaar, fresh fruits are sold at the door. Because Turkey has a very mild climate and no extremely cold or hot weather, it is rich in fruits. Locals also like to eat fruits, so everyone looks good.
Because I just finished breakfast, I was not hungry, and several women were eager to visit the so-called spice shops. At the entrance, I just admired the characteristic architecture of the Grand Bazaar and then followed the translator with ulterior motives and entered the Grand Bazaar from the entrance with bodyguards.
After entering the Grand Bazaar, what came into view were the crowds of people coming and going, and all kinds of bargaining sounds. The business of each stall was very good, and the items sold were also dazzling, because this Grand Bazaar had two floors. The upper floor sold general merchandise or food products, and the lower floor was where the real spices were sold.
To be on the safe side, Belsinger decided to get straight to the point. So after crossing the road in the center of the bazaar, he came to the stairs on both sides and went down. When he entered the stairs, Belsinger's sensitive nose smelled all kinds of fragrances. These are the smells emitted by spices, especially Praji, who has a sensitive nose, sneezed continuously due to the odor of spices.
I felt a little better after putting on the mask. The little girl's nose is particularly sensitive. With her, it is like having a spice detector. Any spice has nowhere to hide under Praji's nose, and any flaw can be smelled. With the little girl, it is like taking out an insurance policy, so as not to buy fakes. As for the high and low prices of these spices, it can only be judged by feeling.
After walking towards the unique *** spiral staircase, what comes into view is a world of red and yellow, various colors. It can be said that the fragrance is fragrant. Here, even a pig can become a fragrant pig. Even the North American skunk with the strongest smell is still fragrant here. However, unlike the bus selling department stores on the upper floor, there are relatively few people in the spice market. There is no feeling of rubbing shoulders with each other, but it is still very lively.
At this time, the young translator who was more thoughtful introduced Belsinger with a smile in British English. "Mr. Singh, this is a paradise for spices. We sell all kinds of incense and essential oils, which is also a major feature. And the price is cheap. The top-grade Damascus rose essential oil is priced at $150 per gram. It's very cheap, isn't it?"
Bel Singh just sneered and said nothing. You think I'm a fool. I checked it on the Internet when I was on the boat. Now the price of the top-grade Damascus rose essential oil is $20 per gram, and you told me it was $150. You took all the difference in the middle. This is equivalent to a 7-fold premium! I didn't expect this kid to be so bold.
Since the other party wants to play, then Bel Singh will accompany him. Without saying anything, he waved his hand and took Lina to the spice stall little by little. Look at this one and that one, pick up each item and smell it under your nose. Then talk to Pragya in a low voice in the unique Rajasthan dialect to see the quality of the spices.
If the quality is good, buy some. If the quality is not good, give up. Anyway, there are many stalls for you to choose from. Just start buying in large and small packages. Every time I pay the bill, I pay special attention to the thoughts of the people I hired, and what kind of reactions many translators have.
Every time I pay, the other party's eyes light up, and then he starts to look around, and I know what bad ideas he is planning. The eyes that are eager for money are obvious to everyone! As the saying goes, a gentleman loves money and gets it in a proper way, but the other party's way of loving money is really shameful. This is purely a trick to deceive the employer and is not worthy of his professional ethics as a translator.
After shopping for more than 40 minutes, all the incense and spices except essential oils were basically bought, enough for several women to use for more than a few years. Because spices are very volatile, put the spices in a sealed glass jar, so that they can be stored for a long time and will not deteriorate.
After buying everything, the remaining essential oils are the theme, because rose essential oil is recognized as a beauty product all over the world. Moreover, it is particularly difficult to produce one kilogram of Damascus rose, and only a few grams of essential oil can be produced, and the concentrated essence is all essence. The high price is understandable, but it is not as outrageous as the translator expressed to me.
Since this translator is also a local, he is very familiar with the stalls in the spice market. If he wants to earn more than 7 times the price difference, he will definitely choose an essential oil store that he is most familiar with and has the closest cooperation with to operate in secret.
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