Chapter 795

There is a city near Likaile State in Denuozhou, called New Birmingham City.

Some people might feel that there should also be an "Old Birmingham City", in fact, this place used to be "Old Birmingham City".

The past Birmingham City was destroyed in a big earthquake, New Birmingham City is a city built on the ruins.

People added a "New" prefix to it, hoping that it and the people living here can start a new life.

New Birmingham City has a population of more than 500,000, there are some industrial equipment here, providing supporting services for some factories in Denuozhou and Likaile State.

Overall, this is a city with development potential.

It is currently during the Sheng Nong Festival, most factories in New Birmingham City chose to have a holiday.

Labor unions require all factories to either give workers a holiday, let them enjoy the holidays that belong to them and are bestowed upon them by the law.

Or, give them at least two times or more overtime compensation.

As far as capitalists are concerned, how much money these workers are worth a day is how much, they absolutely cannot pay them one more time's salary, and it is even more impossible to let them work overtime.

In this way, people can be seen everywhere on the streets of New Birmingham City, where the city scale is not particularly large.

There are also some farmers and cowboys from the surrounding countryside who will come to the city to celebrate, and horse carriages from the countryside can be seen on the streets.

On the carriage sit country girls wearing exaggerated and flashy clothes, as well as the crops beside them or under their butts.

This can also be considered one of the festival celebration activities of the Sheng Nong Festival, people will display the crops with the largest volume and heaviest weight produced in their farmland.

Some places will also hold some competitions, the farm that produces the largest crops will receive some prize money, and can even receive some extra orders.

The carriage also has the name and contact information of the farm painted on it, the streets have long been surrounded by people, people pointed at the crops on those carriages, constantly making exclamations.

This is a festival that belongs to everyone, whether it is people living in the city, or people living in the countryside and towns.

God bestowed food upon people, allowing humans to multiply, this is the day to be grateful to God!

The only thing that makes people feel regret is that in such a happy day, there is actually no wine, it is indeed a bit of a pity.

If you can watch various festival celebration parades while drinking a mouthful, that is the most perfect life!

People's desire for alcohol is like this, stimulated in one inadvertent moment after another.

New Birmingham City also has its own bars and smugglers, the benefits of alcohol are too great, those moonshiners have long spread their footprints all over the Federation!

It is said that now the indigenous people are also brewing wine, because they are protected by Federal law, and do not need to comply with laws not aimed at them, so their brewing, drinking, and selling are not illegal.

This also makes some people run to the taverns opened by indigenous people to drink under the name of traveling to protected areas.

The more things that are not allowed to be enjoyed, the more attractive they are.

According to an incomplete non-official statistic, during the prohibition period, the number of people drinking alcohol in the Federation is still constantly rising, this is really fucking a joke!

"Hey, brother, want to drink some wine?"

A young man who looks about twenty years old stands at the entrance of the alley, saying to a peer who looks a bit irritable.

He has been observing this young man for a while, the clothes and accessories of this guy let him know that this young man is not a poor person.

His clothes are very exquisite, and the hat band (the cloth used to adjust the tightness of the hat on the felt hat) on the felt hat is silk, which shows that this hat is not cheap.

You know, most people's hat bands are cotton, sturdy, and durable.

Silk ones, although good-looking, are easy to damage, and if they get dirty or broken, they will look very ugly, this belongs to middle and high-end supplies in ordinary people's lives.

A felt hat with a silk hat band is at least two or three dollars more expensive than an ordinary felt hat, all of which shows that this young man is a guy who has at least some money in his pocket.

The guy who spoke wears a plaid duckbill cap, he leans on the wall at the entrance of the alley, his face revealing that kind of "friend come in and play" smile.

The guy standing at the entrance of the alley was stunned for a while, he looked at the surroundings, they were all people watching the parade carriages on the street.

He pointed at his own nose and asked, "You mean, me?"

He was a bit uncertain, but the guy wearing the duckbill cap nodded forcefully, "Top-grade whiskey, the price is very cheap, want some?"

Originally the young man didn't intend to go in, New Birmingham City was also "poisoned" by cheap grape bricks, now many families have glass vats specially used for fermenting wine.

At first, these things were indeed very attractive, more than two dollars for a big bucket, able to satisfy people's desire for alcohol to the greatest extent.

But as people's enjoyment times constantly increased, some people started to become irritable, anxious, and disgusted.

Because the quality of grape bricks is difficult to grasp, and even if it is the same brand of grape bricks, the mixed fruit ingredients and quality inside are not exactly the same.

The situation is still better when the weather is colder, the taste fermented is relatively normal.

But as now many places are selling grape bricks, the competitive pressure of grape bricks started to increase, and at the same time because the weather started to get hot, the factory will use some cheap bad fruits as raw materials.

This led to the fact that the wine fermented from every grape brick was completely different.

Some fermented ones simply cannot be drunk, bitter, sour, spray.

Those who are luckier can get some good bricks, the wine brewed is still okay, but it is not the enjoyment people want.

On the contrary, the sales situation in bars, after experiencing a low tide, became hot again.

Compared to self-brewed grape fermented wine that tastes strange, the clear and bright wine contained in bottles in bars is the real wine.

The young man thought it was another guy selling self-brewed wine, but the moment the other party said "whiskey", his throat couldn't help but slide, and then swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He looked at the surroundings again, "How much is a glass?"

He could only afford one glass, the price of a bottle is too expensive!

The guy wearing the duckbill cap's face revealed a smile of knowing it would be like this, "Brother, three dollars a glass!"

"Fuck, three dollars?"

The young man first scolded with dissatisfaction, but immediately he licked his lips, "Is it really top-grade whiskey?"

The price of whiskey in bars is more expensive than this, so saying three dollars can only be said to be a suitable price.

Now the prohibition order is in the period of vigorous execution, so the price of alcohol will be outrageous, but this situation will not last too long.

As moonshiners in various places corrupt prohibition agents, corrupt local prohibition institutions, soon the price of alcohol will come down.

"Brother, why not try it, three dollars, even if you are fooled, you just treat it as helping a poor girl, there is no loss for you."

The young man was silent for a while, "Bar?"

"No, inside, come with me."

Although the young man was a bit hesitant, he still followed him into the alley, the desire for higher quality alcohol brought him here.

Soon the guy wearing the duckbill cap brought a glass bottle from behind a door, a small glass bottle, without any trademark.

Inside were some bright liquids, which were emitting a strong wine fragrance.

Originally the young man was not that "hungry", but the moment he smelled the scent, he couldn't help it.

He immediately took out a two-dollar, a one-dollar denomination banknote and stuffed it over, "Give it to me!"

He almost snatched it over, and then closed his eyes and sipped a little, after a long time, he let out a long sigh of relief.

With a smile on his face, he waved his fist, "Fuck, the taste is not bad, how can I contact you in the future?"

The guy wearing the duckbill cap also revealed a smile, "You can come here to find me, or call this phone.", he handed over a small card.

He lowered his voice a bit, "I'll tell the truth, if you can buy a bottle it will be more cost-effective."

"You should be very knowledgeable about wine, these high-quality whiskeys sell for at least seventy or eighty dollars or even one hundred dollars on the market."

"But I only charge you fifty dollars, and for every bottle your friend buys, I will give you a five-dollar rebate."

"If you can promote more, you get more!"

The young man nodded, "This price is very suitable.", he took the small card, now in his brain, besides the satisfaction with high-quality alcohol, there is also the idea of earning a bit of extra money.

Just like the guy wearing the duckbill cap observed, he is a child born in a middle-class family in the city, and in the community and around him are friends with the same family background as him.

These young people are full of the rebellion, questioning, and resistance encouraged by this era, so the more the prohibition order doesn't let them do something, the more they like to do it.

A bottle of high-quality whiskey, he can also get an extra five-dollar commission, if their party consumes three or four bottles, for him it is an extra ten or twenty dollars of income.

This can be done completely!

He nodded, hesitated, and took out his wallet again, counted out forty-five dollars, handed it over, "Give me a bottle first, I have to let them know how good this bottle of wine is."

The moonshiner was grinning, "Wait, brother!"

He returned to the room, soon took out a bottle of wine, the wine label was cleaned up cleanly, and even the bottle cap was replaced with one that obviously didn't match.

The young man looked at the thing in his hand and frowned, "Is this what you gave me to drink?"

The guy wearing the duckbill cap immediately pacified, "Listen to me, we also don't want to cause trouble, these are all wines produced by big factories, understand?"

"Look at this shape, is it the same as some big brands in your impression?"

The young man looked at the slightly strange bottle neck, and several brands of wine with this shape immediately appeared in his brain.

And the price of these wines in bars and restaurants is not cheap.

He whistled, "I took a big advantage, it seems."

He unscrewed the cap and sipped, it was indeed what he just drank, only then did he feel relieved.

He tucked this bottle of wine into his arms, then shook hands with the guy selling wine again, and then left this alley.

The guy wearing the duckbill cap counted the money in his hand, his face revealing a smile.

This is the fifth whole bottle he sold today, as for the scattered ones?

Already sold more than a dozen glasses.

He simply tidied up, then came to the entrance of the alley again, while smoking, while observing the flowing pedestrians nearby, looking for the next suitable target.

There were too many people on the street during the Sheng Nong Festival, and too many people wanted a glass, when today's activities ended at night, he had already sold more than seventy glasses and eight bottles of wine.

Adding up, it was more than five hundred dollars.

He just finished a whole day's work, the sky had already darkened, if he didn't leave, the surrounding streets would become unsafe.

Although he himself is not a good person, and has weapons on him, you never know how many people you will encounter who want your life.

He was just about to leave the alley when a small sedan stopped at the entrance of the alley.

The guy sitting in the passenger seat stared at him from afar through the window of the driver's seat, he not only was not afraid, but hurriedly ran over, and then bent his waist, sticking his butt out to look at the passenger in the passenger seat.

Although the other party was wearing casual clothes, the moonshiner knew him, this is a state policeman responsible for the situation of the interstate highway nearby.

"How is the business today?", the policeman in the passenger seat asked with a smile.

The guy wearing the duckbill cap took out the money in his hand and handed it over, "A total of five hundred and eighty-five dollars."

The policeman in the passenger seat took the money from the moonshiner's hand, counted it, then took out sixty dollars, and handed it over, "This is yours."

A satisfied smile immediately appeared on the moonshiner's face, they are a cooperative relationship.

Although he doesn't know where these state police got the wine, as long as he sells it, he can get a ten percent commission.

This business can be done, and the risk is not big, after all, behind it is the state police, even if caught, the state police side can also find a reason to take them away from the Hazardous Materials Administration in the name of assisting in the investigation.

The policeman put the remaining money into a box, inside already contained a lot of money, he put the money away and looked up at the moonshiner, "Remember, don't reveal our affairs."

After speaking, the police car restarted and left here.

The moonshiner clenched the sixty dollars in his hand, curled his lips, put his hands in his pockets and shrank his neck, and soon left.

At night, the young man who brought a bottle of wine home just entered the door, and found that there seemed to be guests in the house.

He walked into the living room curiously, and then saw the girl sitting on the sofa.

He identified for a while, and his mouth grew bigger and bigger, "My God, cousin, it's you!"

The girl who came is his cousin, now she has moved to Jincheng in Likaile State to live.

He heard that this cousin married an old man who could be her father, and also gave birth to a child for that old man!

Some people feel that she brought shame to the family, but for the younger generation, when they heard that this cousin now drives a luxury car and spends money lavishly, they don't care at all whether she brought shame to the family or not, they only care about how rich she is!

It's just that the cousin has been in Jincheng and rarely comes back, even during the New Year she didn't come back, so they have few opportunities to contact, many things are just heard from other people's mouths.

He hurriedly walked toward the upstairs, "I'll go change a set of clothes, I'll be down immediately!"

His father sitting on the sofa smiled and said to the girl, "He is always like this, but it can be seen that everyone misses you very much, how many days are you staying this time?"

Saying it is a girl, actually it can also be considered a young married woman, she combed her hair, revealing exquisite earrings flashing with gemstone luster.

This made the heart of the hostess of this family shake slightly.

Emerald earrings pendant, one look and it costs a lot of money!

"I will leave after the Sheng Nong Festival, mainly to come back to see grandpa, I heard his health is not very good."

She hasn't gone to see her grandpa yet, because that is an old stubborn, when he heard that one of his granddaughters married such an old man, he was almost angered to death!

If it weren't for the old man's health not being very good and already lying on the bed, bedridden, she wouldn't even intend to come back.

In this era, this approach of hers is indeed... making people discuss, but she is a person after all, she wants to live a good life, is this wrong?

And she didn't steal, didn't rob, she just controlled her own body and life, so she doesn't like others discussing her, even if it is relatives.

The man sighed, "The doctor said his time will not be very long, recently he has been a bit confused, perhaps this is the last time you see him alive."

Next time?

Next time it must be at his funeral!

The young married woman was a bit silent, suddenly she was also a bit afraid, but soon she became calm again.

People, even if they are relatives, family members, as long as they haven't lived together for a long time, feelings will become thin.

Clearly she should feel sorrow and fear after hearing this news, but at this moment her inner world is calm, without any waves.

However, she still pretended to show some sadness, "Hope everything can get better."

The young man had already changed his clothes and came down from upstairs, he first greeted the young married woman, and then started chatting.

During dinner, the young man also took the initiative to propose whether to have a drink.

Middle-class families have situations where they reserve some alcohol, and the couple did not refuse, after all, the girl in this family now looks like she is living very well.

In the future, they don't know whether they will need her help, originally they intended to get some wine, but the young man said he got a good bottle of whiskey, so he got the instruction and brought over what he bought in the afternoon.

Although everyone was very strange that it didn't have a wine label, considering the situation of the prohibition order now, not having a wine label is not strange, as long as the quality of the wine is good.

When everyone tasted it, it was indeed good whiskey, and for a time the atmosphere at the dinner table became even more enthusiastic.

It's just that they didn't notice, the expression of the young married woman looking at that wine bottle occasionally was slightly strange.

Because she was too familiar with this wine bottle, what Bodun often brought home was like this, but even more high-grade than this...

(End of chapter)