Chapter Eighty-Four: Once upon a time there was a genius
A country that is neutral and conservative and does not expand outward does not mean that it is a good country, the primitive accumulation, the operation of the state, etc., all reveal blood, but this bloody butcher's knife has been hidden in the shadows, secretly putting the blood of every people.
Interest is a delicate poppy, and the state is a complex collection of interests, and countless interests and desires promote the development of the entire social class, so that the human race crosses over to another class - the will of the state...... At this point, any personal gains and losses will be meaningless.
It's like the Bomber army as an aggressor, evil to other victimized countries, but to the Bomber people it is a hero of jihad!
Like the famously peace-loving Tessali, there is also endless exploitation in it......
The difference in dimensions, right and wrong, good and evil, are only part of the country, and these are all indispensable to a country, there is light and darkness, there is good and there is negative, and how can justice be demonstrated without the existence of evil?!
As a neutral country with money, resources and technology, Tesali, whose interests are complex and intertwined, its capital is not necessarily absolutely clean, and it rarely shows its fangs, but it is also absolutely qualified to be coveted.
After all, running a country is not a game of playing house, if you are too naΓ―ve, you can't play it, even if you are as young as His Royal Highness Wells, he knows a lot about it, otherwise he would not be so sophisticated.
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Under the introduction and inquiry of His Majesty Charles, Burns smiled and took a sip of the Raff red wine that had just been refilled by the waiter.
[It's such a familiar taste, even the old monk wine I bought at a great price can't compare to it...... Jenrith. γ
Burns, who was slightly closed and savoring, thought so, and the corners of his mouth gradually showed a comfortable smile, which made the eyes of His Majesty Charles, who was observing from the sidelines, light up slightly, this smile was too far from the previous polite and distant--this Burns is a lover of wine.
Burns, who came back to his senses, opened his eyes and looked at His Majesty Charles, and said:
"The sweetness is pleasant, the sweet astringency is faint, and there is a mellow aroma, except for this Raff red wine, I really haven't drunk a better quality red wine...... Your Majesty, Lovetown is indeed a comfortable place with a pleasant climate, but the brewing process is not bad. β
Since this Burns likes to drink, Charles decided to continue with this question, but he can't be involved in the so-called "peace", after all, Charles's task tonight is to delay the time to carefully investigate what kind of conspiracy this Bommer has.
"Your Excellency Burns is indeed a person who understands wine, so I believe that as your Excellency, you must have tasted the old Tibetan wine of the monks, right?"
Seeing Burns smile and nod, he hadn't tasted it, there was still half a bottle in his compartment that he hadn't finished drinking, but it was just an ordinary chat, and there was no need to rush to say anything.
"Then you can probably taste that Raff's red wine is sweet and sweet enough, but it is not mellow and perfect enough, right?"
In fact, the grape varieties and planting methods of the town of Love are not as top as the monks, and the town of Love is located on the edge of Lake Laika, although the inland lake wind can drive out most of the pests, but the rain will become more, and the grapes planted are not very good because of the lack of sunshine and rain damage from time to time, and the quality is not very good, and it is not as good as the grapes that the monks carefully select, breed, cultivate, and care for. β
"Oh?" said Burns, with a deliberate look of surprise, motioning for His Majesty Charles to continue, as if he were genuinely curious about why the grapes were so much worse and how the quality of the wine was so much higher.
His Majesty Charles seemed to remember something, showed a look of admiration, and said:
"That's because many years ago, our royal family in Tessali produced a wonderful genius, he was extremely perceptive, he was already a professional at a young age, but what is even more admirable is his whimsy and incredible action, and one of these wonderful ideas is the method of making this Raff red wine......"
At the age of 10, he stole his father's treasured monastic wine, and although he was inevitably severely punished by his father, he fell in love with wine and formed a bond with fine red wine. β
"At that time, Tessali did not have as many kinds of wine as now, and the people did not even grow grapes, and the most expensive wine in the tavern was only Pandermain, which shows how expensive his father's bottle of red wine was, and even now it is a fine product. β
For the sake of wine, he disguised himself as an ordinary citizen of Tessali, and slipped into the church to secretly see how the monks planted grapes and made red wine, and so he secretly studied during the day and went home after dark, and persevered for several months until he had gained something. β
β...... But at that time, he didn't think that if his father hadn't "traded" with the church in advance, and the monks were not blind, a child peeked for months and couldn't find out?"
His Majesty Charles took a sip of red wine, and in the middle of this gap, Burns unexpectedly interjected:
"Your Majesty once said that this young Highness is very smart, so this young Highness may have expected that his father would open up the joints for him, so that he could smoothly 'steal' the skills of the monks......
Burns's words are meaningful, and they seem to be caught up in Charles's story.
His Majesty Charles's hand holding the wine glass suddenly paused, his eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that it made sense, because since he heard this story, Charles had admired this ancestor, but he had always felt that the mistake here was very unreasonable, and now when he heard Burns's statement, his thoughts were suddenly connected.
The father of this genius ancestor has been kept in the dark!
It's really awesome β!
Even though his heart was full of excitement, His Majesty Charles remained silent and just sighed:
"Maybe......"
After this, the young genius ran away with a sum of gold coins and a few guards to the town of Raph, which was then just an ordinary hamlet, and he planted the grape seeds that he had secretly taken from the church and the monastery, and the grapes of the delicate monks who had difficulty surviving on the shores of Lake Laika, and finally chose one of the best growing ones to use. β
"But because the grapes were not very good, and the wines made by the monks were not very good, let alone surpassing the monks, so he improved the winemaking techniques step by step, and finally created such a wide variety of wines in the kingdom of Tessali, and the raff red wines that we have in our hands. β
At this point, His Majesty Charles talked about the pride of his idol on his face, but at the end he sighed heavily.
"It's a pity ......"