Romanian Eagle

At a time when Italy and France were building new battleships and Romania was supplementing its naval strength. As Romania's neighbor, Bulgaria is still in turmoil. It may be a little inaccurate to say that it should be more turbulent.

Speaking of Bulgaria, the more bitter enough. People all over the country tightened their belts and shrunk their clothes, and it was not easy to overthrow the mountain Turkey that was on their heads and won a rich victory. As a result, half of the winning results were lost after a hard fight in the Balkan War, and the first World War was dislocated, not only the results were lost, but also a lot of costs were incurred.

Years of war not only destroyed Bulgaria's economy, but also brought huge reparations on its back. The turmoil in these years is basically caused by public dissatisfaction and reparations, and the Sofia government has racked its brains in order to recover the economy. In the past few years, Bulgaria has gradually recovered its vitality, and the life of the people has gradually improved.

Who knew that a financial crisis sweeping the world would suddenly break out at this time, making the previous efforts completely in vain. Exports on which the government depends have also been hit hard by the economic crisis.

In fact, think about it, Bulgaria's largest export value is cigars and rose oil. This stuff can neither be eaten nor drunk, and it is only after people meet the food and clothing problem that they need it. And now most people are still hungry, who will spend their spare money to buy this, so the collapse of exports of these two items has made the Bulgarian economy worse.

Moreover, Bulgaria is an agricultural country by nature, and it has to import food. Is there enough industry to make profits for it, so now Bulgaria is really struggling. Especially Bulgarian farmers, they also expect to sell roses in the fields in exchange for enough food and daily necessities. Now everything is in jeopardy. Since it's time to eat, don't think that these farmers still have to keep their feet. So the Bulgarian turmoil began.

Lorkov walked out of his house quietly, his heart was a little heavy, and no one came to buy the roses grown in his house. There is no bread and milk. At breakfast, my wife whispered to myself that there are only two days' worth of potatoes. The implication is that he needs to find a way to spend this period of time. He also knows the situation of his neighbors, and everyone has no surplus food. What should I do myself.

The troubled Lorkov walked out of the village with these worries. First, he went to the town to find out if there were any merchants who had purchased them. As long as the roses could be sold, the current difficulties could be alleviated to some extent. I heard that the economy outside is not good now, why haven't the purchasers of this year come yet.

The bumpy road did not cause Lorkov any discomfort, but when he was about to get to the town, the noisy voice from the town made him a little bit puzzled. You must know that their town is not so noisy on weekdays, but something must have happened this time. Wanting to find out, he involuntarily quickened his pace.

When I got to the town, I found that many people gathered here, but they were all angry, and from time to time someone cursed loudly. Lorkov stepped forward to pull a person and asked. "Brother, what's going on?"

The person who was pulled by him immediately told the truth.

It turns out that someone came to buy roses today, which is naturally a good thing. They are basically farmers who grow this rose in their town, so they are naturally looking forward to it.

However, the purchase price this time was too low, only 29 levs for 100 kilograms of roses, which was unacceptable to them.

"Last year, it was still more than 80 levs per 100 jin. How come it has dropped so much this year."

"Selling at this price, I can't even get the cost back."

The peasants who were onlookers were chatting with each other. At the center of their attention, a well-dressed businessman was smoking a cigarette slowly. Maybe he was so irritated by these voices that he stood up and said.

"This year's purchase price is only so much. If you don't want to sell it, you can rot in the ground. Tell you that this year you have only me as a buyer. If you don't believe that you can take these roses to Plovdiv and buy them yourself, if the price is higher than mine I'm willing to pay him five times the difference."

The buyer's swear words caused a commotion in the crowd. At this moment, they believed the arrogant buyer's words nine points. But the problem now is that the purchase price can't even get back the capital, which makes them how to live in the future.

Lorkov also had a helpless expression on his face at this time, thinking that his wife and children at home still had a year of hard work, and his unwillingness spread in his heart.

At this time, a person came out of the crowd and stood in front of the buyer.

"Markleide, can you mention the purchase price this time? At your purchase price, too many people will not be able to eat, let alone buy seeds, fertilizers and other materials next year. You can't buy this one. Year, next year will not come."

Buyer Mark Leid smoked a cigarette and looked up at the man in front of him.

"Who am I talking about. Robertov, I didn't set this price, it's the same price in Plovdiv, and there can be no higher or lower price. "

"As for whether you sell it or not."

Markleid stood up and glanced at the crowd around him contemptuously. "You can decide for yourself. Exports have plummeted this year anyway, and there are layoffs in factories."

Macleide's words caused another commotion in the crowd, and some people with a bad temper wanted to force their way to the front and beat the profiteer.

Markleid was not afraid at all, and with a wave of his hand, a few huge men with round waists stood in front of him. He continued confidently. "Listen to all of you, the price won't change this year. Don't be afraid to tell you, not only in Plovdiv, but even the whole of Bulgaria at this price, if you don't want to sell yourselves to go abroad, you can do it in other countries. The sale is higher than my purchase price, but can you afford the expenses on the road?"

The farmers present saw that the most prestigious Robertov still failed to negotiate, and there was nowhere to vent their inner disappointment. However, the difficulties in reality made many people choose to bow their heads. They slowly left the crowd and brought these products home to talk about it.

The performance of these people made Robertov look anxious in his eyes, but he had nothing to do about it. I could only curse harshly. "This damn world."

But at this time, there was a commotion at the scene. Someone couldn't stand the exploitation of this profiteer, so he couldn't help but throw his fist up and give him a blow while he wasn't paying attention.

Markleid, covering his cheeks, immediately shouted in a shrill voice. "Beat this guy for me, kill this bastard who did something wrong."

Under the boss's order, the thugs surrounded a young man and waved their fists to beat the guy who dared to make trouble.

Seeing all this, Robertov immediately stepped forward to persuade him. "Stop, I tell you to stop."

The thugs looked back at their boss, and only after being instructed did they let go of the bruised young man.

Robertov stepped forward and helped the young man, who he knew was a fellow from Polk Village next door, who seemed to be called Clemons.

"This time, for your sake, I won't give this lawless young man a general consideration. But the purchase price will not change, you can decide for yourself."

After leaving this sentence, Markleid swaggered away with his men.

Lorkov, who witnessed all of this with his own eyes, could only curse to himself. "What kind of world is this? The government doesn't care about these profiteers."