Corbiro was a ranch worker working in the Cornish coal tar farms.

Since the capitalist, who has become the king of steel, has resorted to the exploitation of workers.

Most factories have started such a model.

Lower workers’ wages so that they work 12 hours a day on the job, with only one day off a week.

Indeed, the final victory of the workers and the trade unions made more people aware of the unreasonable treatment of the workers and aroused public opinion.

But that is a big city thing, in the west they ordinary workers, still need to work hard every day, just to be able to get that meager salary.

And after work every day, for all the workers, what they want to do most.

That is to find a tavern, then have a few high-end drinks, and then forget the hard work of the day, and the next day is repeated.

But the damned prohibitionists, as well as the capitalists, are not willing to give them even this last pleasure.

Because drinking leads to less efficient work, which equates to capitalists making more money less.

And women also need to fight for social equality.

Being able to associate wine with religion is obviously the best goal.

So some states began prohibition, and high alcohol taxes appeared throughout the Union.

Who pays for these taxes in the end?

Undoubtedly these ordinary drinkers.

But can they afford to live without alcohol?

Of course not, if there is no wine, it is better to die.

That day, he returned home and got $1 from his yellow-faced mother-in-law, ready to call his co-worker Paul.

Go to the town pub you frequent, and get yourself drunk.

But this time, the co-workers who had been more anxious than him in the past rejected him.

“You said you didn’t go to the bar, what were you kidding?” Kobiro’s eyes widened, and he suddenly had a ridiculous feeling.

How is it different from an alcoholic telling you that he doesn’t go to a bar and the capitalists saying that they will improve the treatment of workers?

“No, I just bought a bottle of moonshine (moonshine).” Paul quickly shook his head, he didn’t want Kobiro to misunderstand anything.

People who do not drink and drink, sometimes in the factory, the scope of intersection is also different.

“Are you crazy? Those moonshiners’ liquor will kill you! Kobiro said incredulously.

Although it is not clear why, these drunkards know that some moonshine has an effect on the body.

“No, man, these wines are different, very good, even better than the ones we often go to the tavern, although it is moonshine, but it is not the kind brewed by those moonshiners.”

Ostentatiously, Paul took out a bottle of wine, no label, no date and no origin, standard three-nil product.

But for these people it is not critical.

“Only this one.” Paul filled a glass.

“Nice color! The fragrance is also full! Kobiro picked up his glass and couldn’t help but light up his eyes.

He didn’t have an entrance yet, but he clearly felt that this glass of wine was different from those moonshines.

The color is very beautiful, and the wine aroma does not have that choking feeling.

As soon as you take a sip, the spicy taste immediately fills the mouth, stimulating the taste buds, and there is also a caramel aftertaste.

After swallowing this hot flow, the burning sensation instantly traveled from the mouth to the esophagus and the whole body.

But it was not uncomfortable, not as difficult to eat as the moonshine he had drunk before, and it felt like a knife when he swallowed.

On the contrary, it is very soft, and even has a berry taste in the aftertaste.

It’s very special.

“Where did you buy this bottle?” How much? ”

Kobiro can guarantee that this is definitely the best bottle of wine he has ever drunk.

As for whether there was a better taste, he didn’t know.

After all, he doesn’t have that financial condition either.

“Four beautiful knives, but they also sell a slightly cheaper liquor that tastes a little worse, but it’s definitely not the moonshine made by those moonshiners.”

“Moonshine is different from moonshine.” Paul patted his chest in assurance.

As for why, it’s simple taste.

For them, the drunkards, taste is the criterion by which everything is judged.

What are the deeper chemical principles? Ghosts can figure it out.

“It’s too expensive!” Kobiro was shocked.

“It’s not expensive at all, it’s good that 4 US dollars is enough to have such a large bottle, you have to spend 1 US dollar knife every day when you go to the bar, but you can only drink three or four cups, and the taste is not so good.” Paul raised the wine bottle in his hand.

“Like, it is.” Kobiro had some hesitation.

This bottle of wine, a little saving, is enough for him to drink for four days.

Moreover, the bottle tasted really good, and it was also important that he didn’t have to travel so far to the tavern.

After all, this is the west, and rushing is always accompanied by danger, which is why he has to call his co-workers together.

“You have to decide quickly, this kind of good quality wine, their production is not enough, the quantity is limited.”

When Kobiro hesitated, Paul’s words completely made him decide.

“Paul bothers you to take me, I’ll go back and get the money first.” Kobiro had some urgency.

“It’s okay, I still have some money on me, I’ll help you pad it first, and you will return it to me when you come back.” Paul was even more anxious than Kobiro.

As for why?

Because anyone who has bought wine in Chen Xu and them, as long as they bring another person and successfully consume a bottle of 4 US dollars of wine, they can get 50 cents back.

Not only Paul but also Koror, this night, many workers or cowboys like them.

Grabbing the banknote in his hand, he just wanted to buy a bottle of Chen Xu’s moonshine wine.

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