Cosma Empire

The first time is always so unforgettable.

Du Lin once thought that the place where he lived in the country should be the worst and worst place in his life. The feeling of the six brothers squeezed together can definitely make people feel ecstatic. In addition to working every day, I just work, and I am often so exhausted that I just fall on the bed and fall asleep. The uncleaned bedroom exudes a faint smell of feet and sweat three hundred and sixty-five days a year. The sisters and sisters are reluctant to come in after visiting once.

But in this room with only thirty square meters, there are actually twenty people crammed together! Not to mention the smell of sweat and feet, there is also an unidentifiable but strong smell that can cause hormone changes in the human body. The yellowed and blackened walls are covered with posters of naked women, and these posters are always covered with various yellowed watermarks.

The toilet was just outside the bedroom door, and the suffocating smell of urine and the country manure pit rising from the sewer always filled the bedroom between opening and closing the door.

Lying on the bed that felt wet, the thin quilt in his hands was covered with a layer of putty, and it still smelled bad. Du Lin curled up and would rather be cold than cover the quilt that was obviously terrible.

This time, he slept very soundly. In the middle of the night, he seemed to be no longer afraid of the warmth, and he had returned home and lay on his own bed.

When he woke up the next day, he realized where the warmth came from - he had already covered the blackened quilt on his body, and after losing his subjective thoughts, the subconscious of creatures can always find more warmth for them. The right thing to keep yourself from getting hurt, from hypothermia.

He pushed the quilt away with disgust, and there was no place to wash up. A group of people crowded together and walked to the station platform. The first shipment of the morning began.

The things carried are not much different from yesterday's, and they are still very familiar. Inside the wooden bracket is a tightly packed box. When you walk and shake, you can vaguely feel the shaking liquid inside, and occasionally there will be the sound of glass colliding.

"What's in here?" Du Lin held Graf's arm and asked, "It seems to be all water."

"Water?" Graf cast a disdainful glance at Du Lin, "Do you understand that there are banknotes inside? Banknotes!" After a while, he whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, there are heights inside. liquor."

Du Lin froze for a moment. Just when he was about to ask, Graf glared at him and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

There are some legal provisions in the imperial law about the brewing, transportation and sales of wine, which clearly stipulates that it is strictly prohibited to brew high-quality wine anywhere. According to the law, the alcohol content of all food alcoholic beverages cannot exceed 9%, and the alcohol content of wine cannot exceed 13%. Even if it exceeds the contraband, it needs to be destroyed, and the brewing manufacturer also needs to accept punishment.

The reason why there is such a law is said to be because all alcoholic drinks are considered to be full of demonic breath in the theocracy law, so clergy and believers are prohibited from drinking them. At the beginning, the empire did not recognize the interpretation of alcohol and beverages in the theocracy law. Later, because the third prince of the empire drank too much and died soon after spitting out black liquid, this law was passed.

Alcohol has been banned ever since.

If you want to ask what is the most profitable business in the world, you can understand it by reading law books. The empire officially banned the brewing and selling of high-grade wine, which instead made high-grade wine a best-selling product. In addition, the post-war society is still in a depressed state, and more people need something that can anesthetize themselves as soon as possible, among which high alcohol is a good choice.

On the bright side, the production and sale of high-grade alcohol is prohibited, but in order to satisfy people, many places are producing and selling in half-light, and even transported by steam locomotives! Almost all the goods on the road overnight are high-grade alcohol,

These wines will be sold across the country by steam locomotives and railways, earning huge profits.

There is a phrase that people make up in the market, called "the closer you are to the devil, the fuller your pockets", which refers to the profits brought by high alcohol consumption.

Before dawn, Du Lin was thinking about high alcohol while carrying the goods. From the dream world, he learned that wine can be distilled to obtain high-purity alcohol, and then blended with spices and a certain proportion of water, it becomes a high-strength wine. He didn't know what it was like to drink those things called liquor, but he could vaguely guess the taste of those things from other people's faces.

He was a little absent-minded about his work this morning.

When it was time for lunch, he pulled Graf to the side of the railway outside the restaurant, looked around, and asked, "Graf, we are brothers, right?"

Graf patted his chest, "Of course, brother!"

"Very well, buddy, can you tell me how much a strong wine is worth? I mean a bottle, like the ones we carry in the trunks in the morning before dawn.", Dooling stroked, he needed to have a Only by comparing can you know whether you will make money by doing so.

Graff looked big and a little bit stupid—no smart person would roll a cigarette with a little chilli powder in it, but he did.

But he's definitely smarter than he's shown. When Du Lin asked this question, he immediately became alert, "What? You want to buy a bottle? Listen to me, a rookie like you for a month The income, at most, can buy a bottle."

"So expensive?" Du Lin gasped, knowing that he can earn at least five yuan this month, which means that a bottle of wine is equal to his monthly income? The flame in his heart that had already been extinguished was ignited again, and his body trembled slightly because of this. Damn it, damn it! I am so tired every day like an old dog that it is only worth the price of a bottle of wine? Damn it!

Looking at Du Lin's crazy eyes, Graf pulled him hard, "What's wrong with you?"

Du Lin was taken aback, and when he came back to his senses, he was only a sixteen-year-old boy after all. Even if he dreamed about the life of a big man in his dreams, he still couldn't hide what was in his heart. He tried hard to tense the muscles on his face, but finally laughed, "I'm fine, don't worry, I've never felt better than now!"

"By the way, can you tell me how much a bottle of low-alcohol wine is?"

Graf looked around, pulled Du Lin a little farther, and squatted in the grass with him, "Damn it, I'm sure you know how you can get money, you are Are you going to sell it with high-alcohol wine mixed with water? Don’t think about this stupid way, you will lose money. A bottle of low-alcohol wine is only 60 cents, and better ones are only 80 to 90 cents. If you mix high-alcohol wine with water Absolutely lose money."

Du Lin looked at Graff with a strange expression, which changed again and again. It took him a while to let out a breath and asked, "Can I trust you?"

Graff took out a knife that was more than ten centimeters from somewhere in his back. He was so scared that Du Lin almost ran away. He held the edge of the knife in his palm, held it hard, and then pulled the knife out. . Blood gushed out of his hand like a water pump in an instant, but his face didn't change color at all. Then, he tightly grasped Du Lin's hand, and then opened a hole in his palm, "Are you a Guart?"

Du Lin nodded. He was a Guart, and the Guart accounted for almost 15% of the total population in the entire empire, at least that's what the official statistical report of the empire said.

"Then your father must have not told you about the tradition of our Guarts. When we hold blood in our hands, it is the most solemn moment in our lives!", speaking, he held his cut hand with Du Lin's hands that had been severed were tightly held together, "This is a ceremony for our Guarts. Whether it is loyalty or friendship, we will be blessed and supervised by everyone and the gods!"

"Now, you can trust me. If I betray you one day, I will be punished by the gods, and so will you!"

Du Lin looked at the two clenched hands and didn't speak for a long time. Graf became anxious and touched him, "What are you still thinking about?"

"I..." Du Lin felt aggrieved, "My hands are numb, will I die? I bleed so much!!"