Cosma Empire

The first time is always so unforgettable.

Once Durin once thought that the place to live in the country should be the worst and worst place in his life. The feeling of the six people crowded together is absolutely fascinating. Every day, in addition to working, it is work, often tired to fall directly on the bed and hu hu sleep. In the uncleaned bedroom, three hundred sixty for five days exudes a touch of odor and sweaty smell. The elder sister younger sisters are no longer willing to come in after one visit.

However, in this room with only 30 square meters, 20 people were squeezed! Not to mention the smell of sweat and the smell of the feet, there is still a kind of ignorance, but it exudes a strong taste that can cause people to in the body to change hormones. The yellowish black walls are covered with posters of women’s red fruits, which are always covered with various yellow watermarks.

The toilet is just outside the bedroom door, and the smell of suffocating urine and the smell of the similar fertilizer in the countryside are always filled between the doors and the door.

Lying on the bed that felt wet, the thinness in his hand was covered with a layer of oily ash, and there was a stench of odor. Durin curled up and wished to freeze it, and he was not willing to cover the quilt that was obviously bad.

This is also a special practical sleep, in the middle of the night he seems to no longer fear the warmth, and returned to his home lying on his bed.

When he got up the next day, he realized where the warmth came from – the black quilt had been covered by him, and after losing the subjective thought, the biological subconscious could always find more for the creatures. The right thing to avoid yourself hurting, low temperature damage.

He pushed the quilt away with disgusting, and there was no place to groom. A group of people crowded together and walked to the station platform. The first class of goods started in the morning.

The things to carry are not much different from yesterday’s, and they are still very familiar. Inside the bracket of the wood is a tightly packed box. When you walk and shake, you can feel the liquid shaking inside, and occasionally the sound of glass collision.

“What is it inside?” Durin took Graf’s arm and asked, “It seems to be water.”

“Water?”, Graf glanced at Durin with a disdain. “Is it all banknotes? Banknotes!” After a while, he whispered: “Don’t go around and say that there is a lot of wine inside.” ”

Durin stunned. When he was just about to ask, Graf licked him and swallowed what he wanted to say.

There are some laws in the law of the Empire concerning the brewing, transportation and sale of drinks, including the express provisions of the rigorous production of high-alcohol anywhere. According to the law, the alcohol content of all food drinks should not exceed 9%, and the alcohol content of wine should not exceed 10%. Even if the contraband is exceeded, it needs to be destroyed, and the brewing manufacturer also needs to be punished.

The reason why there is such a law is said to be because all alcoholic drinks in the Theocracy Law are considered to be full of demons, so priests and believers are forbidden to drink. At the beginning, the empire did not recognize the interpretation of the drink and drink in the Theocracy. Later, the law was passed because the Imperial Third Prince drunk excessively and squirted black liquid and died soon.

Since then, high-alcohol has become a contraband.

Ask what is the fastest and fastest business on this world. You can understand it by looking at legal books. The Empire official banned the sale of high-alcohol, but made the high-alcohol a best-selling product. Coupled with the post-war change society is still in a state of low and wilting, more people need to be able to anesthetize their own things as soon as possible, of which high wine is a good choice.

High-altitude wine on the bright surface is forbidden to produce and sell, but in order to make the banknotes that people can satisfy, many places are produced and sold in the semi-dark and semi-dark, even using steam locomotives to transport! The goods that are rushing through the night are almost always high-alcohol. These wines are sold to the whole country by steam locomotives and railroads, making huge profits.

There is a phrase written by people in the workshop, called “the closer the devil is, the more the pocket is full”, which is the profit brought by the high liquor.

Before dawn, Durin considered the matter of high alcohol while carrying the goods. From the World in Dream, he learned that the wine can be distilled to obtain high-purity alcohol, and then blended with spices and a certain proportion of water, it becomes a high spirit. He didn’t know what it was like to drink something in his mouth, but he could easily guess the taste of those things from the faces of others.

He was a little absent-minded in this morning’s work.

When he was at noon, he pulled Graf to the side of the railway outside the restaurant, and looked around before he asked: “Graf, we are brother, right?”

Graf patted his chest, “Of course, brother!”

“Very good, brother, can you tell me how much is the amount of alcohol? I mean a bottle, like the bottles in the box we didn’t move in the morning.” Durin stroked, he needs a comparison Only then can I know if I will make money by doing this.

Graf looks big and stupid – no smart person puts a little bit of pepper in the cigarette, but he does.

But he was definitely smarter than he showed. When Durin asked this question, he immediately became alert. “What? You want to buy a bottle? Listen to me, a rookie like you for a month. Earnings can buy a bottle at most.”

“So expensive?”, Durin sucked in a cold breath, know that he can earn at least five dollars this month, which means that a bottle of wine is equal to his monthly income? The flame that had already been extinguished in the heart was ignited again, and his body shook slightly. Damn, damn it! How old is it that I can only value the price of a bottle of wine like an old dog? Damn it!

Looking at Durin’s crazy eyes, Graf pulled him hard. “What happened to you?”

Durin startled, came back to his senses, after all, is only a sixteen-year-old boy, even if he dreams of a big man’s life when he dreams, he still can’t hide his own heart. He tried to tighten the muscles on his face and finally laughed. “I’m fine, rest assured, I never felt as good as it is now!”

“Right, can you tell me how much a bottle of low-alcohol?”

Graf looked at all around and took Durin to go further. He was kneeling with him in the grass. “Damn, I must know that you have any money. You are planning Use high-alcohol to match water for sale? Don’t consider this stupid way, you will lose money. A bottle of low-alcohol is only sixty, and a good one is only eighty to ninety. If you use high-alcohol water, absolutely Lose money.”

Durin looked at Graf, his expression was weird and changed. For a while, he sighed and asked, “Can I believe in you?”

Graf didn’t know where to pull out a knife of a dozen centimeters from the lower back. The scary Durin almost ran away. He slammed the knife’s blade into the palm of his hand, slammed it hard, and then pulled the knife out. The blood rushed from his hands like a water pump in a moment, but his face did not change at all. Then he grabbed Durin’s hand tightly and then opened a hole in his palm. “Are you Guartian?”

Durin nodded, he is Guartian, and the Guartian in the entire empire accounts for almost 10% of the total population. 5 At least the official statistics of the Empire say so.

“Then your father must have not told you about our Guartian tradition. When we hold the blood in our hands, it is the most solemn moment of our life!”, he said that he would cut his hand and Durin’s palm. The open handcuffs are held together. “This is our Guartian’s ceremony. Whether it is loyalty or friendship, it will be blessed and supervised by all people and gods!”

“Now, you can believe me. If I betray you one day, I will be punished by the gods, and you are!”

Durin looked at the two clenched hands for a long time without talking. Graf rushed and touched him. “What are you thinking about?”

“I…”, Durin had some grievances on his face. “I am numb, will I die? Flow so much blood!!”