Chapter 3944: : Chinatown in decline

Karina is a national treasure of Bollywood in India. She has great influence in India and even South Asia. Therefore, it is normal to see her ads in magazines now.
"Do you like Karina too?" asked an Indian male passenger next to him.
He should be a fan of Karina.
"No." Ye Chen said, shaking his head.
"Then you must have never seen her movie."
Ye Chen has never seen Karina's movies or TV series, but now I know from this fan that Karina has a great influence.
However, after this farewell, Ye Chen didn't know when to meet this woman again.
Actually, Ye Chen didn’t have a very good impression of those celebrities. In China, except for Huang Xiaowei and Han Chang, who had been in celebrity careers, he had treated other female celebrities, but he did not have any contact with them. .
The Indian first class here is similar to the domestic business class. It costs the same price but does not get the same service.
However, Ye Chen still held back.
Asking the Indian man: "Is there a Chinatown in Kolkata?"
"Yes, but it's very shabby. You will be disappointed to see it."
Ye Chen thought that there was no Chinatown in India because he had never heard of it. Even in Mumbai, there is not even a decent Chinese street formed.
Although there are more Chinese doing business in India, they are very scattered.
I am afraid that there are not many Chinese who really want to stay in India and become Indians. Most of them return to China after doing business here.
In this regard, Ye Chen feels that India is different from other Southeast Asian countries.
The man in front of him is of the Bengali ethnic group, but he is of Indian nationality, and Kolkata is close to Bangladesh, and most of the people in that big city are still Bengali.
Therefore, there may be more Bengali spoken there than English.
Seeing this person's skin color, he should be from the Vaishya class, not from the Kshatriya or Brahman class.
"There are many Chinese in Kolkata, but there is no decent Chinatown anymore," the other party said.
The other party probably talked a lot with Ye Chen because it was okay.
An hour later, the Indian flight attendant on the plane delivered lunch and fast food. It was an Indian pilaf. However, it was mainly curry. As soon as Ye Chen smelled the taste, he couldn't eat it again when he looked at the color. Up.
The passenger on the side ate with relish, Ye Chen directly gave his share to him, but asked the waiter to bring him a glass of Coke.
When he got off the plane, he would find a place to eat.
Less than three hours later, the plane landed safely.
Coming from the airport, Ye Chen felt that Calcutta still looks quite prosperous, but compared with Guangzhou in China, it must be far behind.
After the Bangladeshi was very enthusiastic and told Ye Chen the address in Chinatown, Ye Chen got into a taxi.
Then take a taxi to the so-called Chinatown.
When he came there, what Ye Chen didn't expect was that this is indeed a Chinatown, which is similar to other Chinatowns abroad, but it has completely declined.
Except for seeing a few dogs lazily sleeping on the ground, Ye Chen occasionally saw some old people basking there, but Ye Chen did not see the Chinese or overseas Chinese.
I have never seen one.
From the perspective of the Bengali on the plane, there are thousands of Chinese in Kolkata, but these Chinese do not live here, they must be scattered in other places.
Moreover, the perennial integration with the local ethnic group may have slowly turned into the appearance of a South Asian. Ye Chen couldn't recognize it. That was normal.
Ye Chen originally wanted to find a Chinese restaurant to eat here, but unexpectedly, he saw this when he got here.
Not to mention other things.
It seems that I can only find a western restaurant to eat.
However, now that he is here, Ye Chen is here to take a look.
In fact, before coming, he didn't understand the situation here at all.
Suddenly seeing an old grandma stand up, seeming to be shaky, Ye Chen hurriedly walked over to support her.
Unexpectedly, looking at the other side's appearance, it looks like a Chinese.
"Are you Chinese?" Ye Chen asked.
The other party shook his head and said, "I am an Indian, with a Chinese heart."
The other party didn't speak Mandarin, but rather a dialect of a certain place in the south. If it weren't for Ye Chen's knowledgeable, he really couldn't hear it.
Just now, the old man felt dizzy while basking in the sun, and suddenly wanted to fall to the ground, so Ye Chen hurriedly supported him.
When the other party was allowed to sit down, the other party was very happy to see that it was Ye Chen from China.
"I'm from Meizhou. I've been from India in five years, and I can't go back home anymore."
Meizhou?
Isn’t that from Guangdong?
The two seem to be in their 70s or 80s, but they are not as tough as those old ladies in China seem.
Although this is a big city in India, this Chinatown has been abandoned like this, which is actually similar to those uninhabited suburbs.
Maybe it's been a long time since I saw people from China. The old lady was very excited and wanted to invite Ye Chen to her house.
Ye Chen followed in.
When I came to the other party’s house, the old grandma used to immigrate to India with her family to do business. However, there were a lot of problems later, and she married a local Bengali. Now her children and grandchildren look very different from the Chinese. Up.
Now the grandmother brought Ye Chen in. The house looked very ordinary, but she did not see her other family members.
"Grandma, where is your family?"
"It's all out."
When the old lady used to pour Ye Chen a glass of water, Ye Chen felt that although this place was Indian, it was actually different from other places in that there were actually some domestic products, which should not have been bought by the old lady. Rather, I stayed here on purpose, and it's still some age.
"Young man, drink a glass of water first." The old woman continued to speak in that dialect.
"Thank you old man."
Ye Chen took a sip and felt that the taste of the water was okay, unlike the taste of the water drunk by the poor people in Mumbai.
When Ye Chen sat there,
Ye Chen asked, "Grandma, what about the other overseas Chinese?"
The grandmother said: "There are very few Chinese here, and most of them are scattered and moved to other places. I married this husband and stayed here."
She has not returned to China for so many years, and she does not know what is going on in China. However, she heard that the country has developed so great that she can't believe it.
I'm afraid it is impossible to return to China in this life.
As for their children and grandchildren, they have also integrated into the society here.