At a time when Italy and France are building new battleships, and Romania is also replenishing its naval strength. As a neighbor of Romania, Bulgaria is still in turmoil. It may be inaccurate to say that it is still more turbulent. It should be even more turbulent.
Speaking of which, Bulgaria is suffering enough. The people of the country tightened their belts and cut down on food and clothing, and they did not easily overthrow the huge mountain of Turkey that was weighing on their heads and won a huge victory. As a result, the Balkan War was not over yet. After a hard battle, they lost their possessions.
Half of the victory was achieved, and if the position was misplaced in the first battle, not only all the results were lost, but also a lot of capital was lost.
Years of war not only destroyed Bulgaria's economy, but also saddled it with huge reparations. The turmoil in these years was basically caused by public dissatisfaction and reparations. In order to recover the economy, the Sofia government racked its brains. In recent years,
It has also allowed Bulgaria to gradually recover its vitality, and the people's lives are slowly improving.
Who knew that a financial crisis sweeping the world would suddenly break out at this time, making previous efforts completely in vain. The exports that the government relied on were also hit hard by the economic crisis.
In fact, if you think about it, Bulgaria's most valuable exports are cigars and rose oil. These things can neither be eaten nor drunk. They are only needed after people meet their food and clothing problems. And now most people are still hungry, who will take out it?
I have spare money to buy this, so the plummeting exports of these two items have made the Bulgarian economy even worse.
Moreover, Bulgaria is an agricultural country by nature (it also imports food). There is not enough industry to earn profits for it, so it is really difficult for Bulgaria now. Especially for Bulgarian farmers, they still hope to sell their fields.
roses in exchange for enough food and daily necessities. Now everything has come to nothing. Now that it is time to have no food to eat, then forget about these farmers still having to live in peace. So the turmoil in Bulgaria began.
Rolkov quietly walked out of his home. He felt a little heavy. No one came to buy the roses he planted. There was no bread and milk. During breakfast, his wife quietly told him that there were only two days' worth of potatoes. What he said was
He needed to find a way to spend this period of time. He also knew the situation of his neighbors. Everyone had no food left. What should he do?
The troubled Rolkov walked out of the village with these worries. He first went to the town to find out if there were any merchants to buy them. As long as he could sell those roses, the current difficulties could be alleviated to some extent. I heard that now outside
The economy is not good, why haven't the acquisition merchants come yet this year?
The bumpy road did not make Rolkov feel any discomfort, but when he was approaching the town, the noisy sounds coming from the town made him a little confused. You must know that their town is not so noisy on weekdays, and
Something must have happened this time. Wanting to find out, he involuntarily quickened his pace.
When I got to the town, I found a lot of people gathered here, but they were all angry, and from time to time someone cursed loudly. Rolkov stepped forward and pulled someone over and asked, "Brother, this is
what happened?"
The person he grabbed immediately told the whole story. It turned out that someone came to buy roses today, which was naturally a good thing. Most of the people in their town were farmers who grew these roses, so naturally they were looking forward to it.
However, the purchase price this time was too low, only 29 leva for 100 kilograms of roses. This price was unacceptable to them.
"Last year, the price was more than 80 leva per 100 kilograms. Why has it dropped so much this year?"
"If I sell it at this price, I won't even be able to recover the cost."
The farmers who were watching were all talking. The center of their attention was a well-dressed businessman who was smoking slowly. Maybe he was irritated by these noises, so he stood up and said
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"This year's purchase price is only so much. If you don't want to sell it, you can let it rot in the ground. Let me tell you that I am the only purchaser here this year. If you don't believe it, you can take these roses to Plovdiv and buy them yourself. If the price is better than mine,
If the price is higher, I am willing to compensate him five times the price difference."
The acquirer's solemn words caused a commotion among the crowd. At this moment, they believed the arrogant acquirer's words to the point of ninety percent. However, the problem now is that the acquisition price cannot even recover the capital. How will they live in the future?
Rolkov also had a helpless expression on his face at this time, thinking that his wife, children, and children at home still had another year of hard work, and his unwillingness spread in his heart.
At this time, a person walked out of the crowd and stood in front of the acquirer.
"Mark Leder, can you please mention the purchase price this time? If it is based on your purchase price, too many people will not have enough to eat, let alone buying seeds, fertilizers and other materials next year. You can't possibly buy this
Year, I won’t come next year.”
Acquisition buyer Mark Leder was smoking a cigarette and looking up at the man in front of him.
"Who am I asking? Robertov, I did not set this price. It is the same price in Plovdiv. There will be no higher price than this price, and no lower price than this price."
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"As for the question of whether you will sell it or not."
MacLead stood up and glanced contemptuously at the crowd around him. "You can decide for yourself. Anyway, exports have plummeted this year, and factories are laying off employees."
MacLead's words caused another commotion in the crowd, and some people with bad tempers wanted to push their way to the front and beat up this profiteer.
MacLead was not afraid at all. With a wave of his hand, several strong men with huge waists stood in front of him. He continued with confidence. "You guys, listen up, the prices will not change this year.
I tell you, don’t be afraid. Not only Plovdiv but even the whole of Bulgaria is at this price. If you don’t want to sell yourself and go abroad, you can sell it in other countries for a higher price than I paid for it, but you have to bear the cost of the journey.
Can you afford it?"
When the farmers present saw that the most prestigious Robertov still failed to negotiate, they had nowhere to vent their inner frustration. However, the practical difficulties made many people choose to bow their heads. They slowly left the crowd and went home first.
Bring these products over and talk about it.
The performance of these people made Robertov anxious in his heart, but he had nothing to do about it. He could only curse harshly, "This damn world."
But at this time, there was a loud noise at the scene. Someone couldn't stand the exploitation of this profiteer, so when he wasn't paying attention, he couldn't help but punch him.
MacLeader, who was covering his cheek, immediately shouted in a high voice, "Beat this guy, kill this bastard who committed the crime."
Under the boss's order, the thugs surrounded a young man, waved their fists, and beat up the guy who dared to cause trouble.
Robertov saw all this and immediately stepped forward to persuade him. "Stop, I told you to stop."
The thugs looked back at their boss, and after receiving the instructions, they let go of the young man who had been beaten to a bruised and swollen face.
Robertov stepped forward to help the young man up. He knew this young man as a young man from the next door village of Polk. He seemed to be named Clemons.
"For your sake this time, I won't give this lawless young man any fuss. However, the purchase price will not change. You can figure it out yourself."
After leaving these words, MacLead walked away with his men.
Rolkov, who witnessed all this with his own eyes, could only curse secretly. "What kind of world is this? The government doesn't care about these profiteers."
