As a pirate, you want to be a good person and avoid conflicts, right?

Chapter 219

"So King Rum, he, and such a side..."

Dico sighed, and at the same time thought of some guy who had a bad drink.

This guy is his political enemy, the ruling minister Jester.

Vodka glared at Dico again and continued: "I also investigated before the 'prohibition' was enacted, and not everyone is violent when drunk.

But without exception, the personality is no longer mild, and most people's hearts, which were originally bound by the law, will also become emboldened by alcohol narcotics.

Alcohol will make people lose their proper cultivation, and their minds will be occupied by impulses and desires.

"I see."

Lucifer nodded, finally understanding why vodka could issue 'prohibition' regardless of interests.

The king was still an ambitious teenager who had been poisoned by alcohol for a long time.

"Chancellor of the Exchequer, what do you think?"

Lucifer turned to look at Dico, wanting to take the opportunity to ease the relationship between the monarchs.

Di Ke gritted his teeth and prepared for the death of the bird: "

Your Majesty, I understand and agree with what you said, but after the prohibition of alcohol, our kingdom has lost the ability to survive.

In the face of survival, everything has to give way!

"We can do other things."

Vodka sighed, and Dico said he had also thought about it.

"We have the foundation left by our ancestors, as long as we find the direction, we will definitely be able to make the kingdom prosperous in the past."

"Speak lightly!"

Di Ke directly broke the jar and broke it, and said what he thought in his heart.

"Looking at overseas, many people can't even solve the problem of food and clothing, and we can eat meat and drink is already a dream of many people."

Vodka

was so stunned that he couldn't speak, he really issued the 'prohibition' on impulse, and he also planned to take a step at a time after that.

Dico continued: "Now that other kingdoms are not doing well, we must completely say goodbye to poverty even if we want to have a higher moral and spiritual pursuit.

But who can guarantee how well you can live without income, and don't have to pay the annual 'heavenly gold'? Doesn't the army for national defense have to be raised?

What if attacked by pirates? What if Blackbeard caused another tsunami?

There are too many changes in the future, how can we cope with these disasters if we do not have enough resources?

There are indeed many problems after getting drunk, but what is it compared to these disasters that can destroy the country?

"This..."

Vogart opened his mouth, but could not say anything to refute it.

In fact, he thought about these problems, and he also took corresponding actions during this time.

It's just that the results are very small, and those professions he focuses on cultivating are difficult to even mix food and clothing.

After all, before their own citizens only needed to concentrate on brewing wine, other things were naturally handled by foreign merchants, as long as the money was in place, there was no need to worry about anything.

And now to give up your profession to do other things, it is difficult to achieve anything in half a year.

Fortunately, there is still surplus food at home for the people, and they can continue to make ends meet.

Although dissatisfaction is only spoken out and scolded, there will not be much action, and once you are hungry, it will not be so simple.

"Is there nothing there is to be done?"

Vodka's face was full of bitterness, he really didn't want to see anyone in this kingdom in a drunken state again.

"I do have a suggestion."

Lucifer spoke up, drawing the attention of those present.

"This kind of thing can't be one-size-fits-all, but you can boil frogs in warm water."

"Ask Lucifer to teach me."

Vodka got up from his seat and bowed to Lucifer.

Lucifer smiled with satisfaction and said what he thought:

"We can start from the prescribed drinking age, and people under the age of eighteen are not allowed to drink.

Then the amount of alcohol that citizens drink every day is stipulated, and if the amount exceeds the prescribed amount, they are arrested, paraded in the streets, paraded in public, and sent to prison.

As for winemaking, it still has to continue, after all, this is the source of income for the people and even the kingdom, and survival is the first priority.

"Are all the wines sold?"

Vodka was in a dire.

"Isn't it harmful to sell wine to others?"

"How can it be harmful?"

Lucifer stole the concept.

"If you are injured, you can use alcohol to disinfect, and if the pain is unbearable, you can also drink alcohol to paralyze.

Besides, will a blacksmith not strike an iron-cast sword because a sword can kill?

You can put a statement on the bottle of wine you sell that 'drinking alcohol is harmful to physical and mental health', and if others continue to drink, it is none of your business, after all, you have advised.

"It seems to be true."

Vodka nodded approvingly, and those who were not deeply involved in the world could not distinguish the 'truth' in it.

"This is truly the best of both worlds, thanks to the teachings of Saint Lucifer."

"You're welcome." Lucifer waved his hand, "I'm just worrying about the world as much as you do." "

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The ruling minister's residence

"Wow~!"

I don't know how many rounds of wine passed, Clar suddenly vomited out in pain, stomach cramps like desperately squeezed the wine inside out.

"The little girl can't do it, and my carpet is quite expensive, remember to compensate me."

Jester is like a tumbler, looking like he is about to fall, but he can't fall.

"Whoosh!"

Saab gritted his teeth as hard as he could, trying to keep himself conscious with such a tight feeling.

Jester, this guy, is so good to drink!

But fortunately, Jester drunk them just to see them embarrassed, and did not want to take advantage of their confusion to do wrongdoing.

In this regard, it is much better than the nobility of the kingdom of Goya.

Saab was a nobleman in the kingdom of Goya, and when he was a child, he saw many times that nobles would drunk certain men and women, and then began to touch people.

"Is it okay? Can I drink it? Looking

at the two revolutionary soldiers with red faces and panting, Jester didn't mention how comfortable he was.

At first, these two young men even dared to refuse him, not taking his glass or drinking the wine he poured.

He has seen too many young people who are proud of their skills, but don't forget that the world is in the hands of older people after all.

The rules are set by these 'elders', and young people still have to sharpen their edges, so don't think too much about it.

"Looks like it's not going to work!"

Seeing that the two young men did not reply, Jester's face showed a thick mockery, and Tu Qiang saw it.

"I can help you overthrow vodka, but I'm going to be the next king of the Kingdom of Tequila, do you have any problems?"

"Huh?"

Saab shook his head, he only felt his brain buzzing, and he didn't hear what Jester said clearly.