Greece’s Roman Road

Because the level of the two self-made warships in Greece is really common, the two warships King George and Queen Olga are not so much two warships as two merchant ships with artillery installed, even when they were just built. , the speed can only reach ten knots (served in 1867), due to years of service and mechanical wear and tear, the current speed of about 5 knots is not bad - it is not good at all.

Rather than saying that they are now warships, it is better to say that they are two floating naval forts.

Therefore, when he heard that the Congo region would buy warships, Constantine refused the request of the head of the local Greek shipyard to obtain the order.

"Your Highness, whether the Greek Navy needs to add more warships depends on your positioning of the strategic goals of the Greek Navy." After a moment of silence, Cantoriotis responded.

"If you just need the Greek navy to protect the Greek coast, then the Greek navy is now enough."

Constantine nodded, stopped talking, and ended today's meeting.

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Kiribati, a small town on the Adriatic coast of the Peloponnese, is an important grape producing area in Greece due to its suitable climate. Every time the grapes are ripe, the continuous vineyards are always filled with harvests. joy.

Bees are buzzing and busy among the rows of green vines, the breeze is blowing, green waves are rippling in the vineyard, the branches of the grapes are twisted and twisted on the support made of wood, and there are clusters of purple grapes hanging from the branches , the particles are huge and round, and the green vineyards are filled with the fragrance of grapes.

There is no doubt that this year's vineyards will usher in a bumper harvest.

Under the grape trellis in the garden, the Crestor family is having lunch. The hostess, Ivea, with an apron around her waist, is taking care of two children, about five or six years old. Spoon, lowered his head, and nibbled at the bread slices soaked in milk on the dinner plate.

After the two little guys finished eating the milk-soaked bread on the plate, Ivya looked at her silent, sad-faced husband Christo at the table, sighed, walked behind the two little guys, and touched her. Holding the heads of the two children, he bent over and leaned over between the two children, and said softly, "After eating, let's go and play in the vineyard."

Watching the two brothers and sisters go to the garden hand in hand, they made a childish slapstick, Eveya walked to the dining table, sat down on the seat of the previous child, looked at her husband Christo, and asked in a low voice: "Dear, you came back from the market today, and you have been frowning and not speaking. What happened?"

"Is it because the price of raisins is not good this year?" Ivya asked softly, looking at her husband who didn't move the food on the plate at all.

Christo looked up at his wife, and his heart was even more sour. His wife was virtuous and Shumin, and the housework was well organized. Due to the low wheat yield of the family's 50 acres of land, Christo saw that the surrounding farmers had switched to planting and harvesting. Yes, the grapes are also moderately priced. I also moved my mind and switched to grapes four years ago.

From planting the vines to harvesting the grapes, there are about three to five years, and there is no harvest. The vines need time to grow.

In order to let their vines produce grapes early and end the days of no income at home, the husband and wife have been up early and late in the past three years, diligently tending the vineyards, weeding and applying pesticides, fertilizer support, and careful care. This year's grapes The vines are about to receive their first grapes, and the grapes are growing satisfactorily, with clusters of grapes hanging on the vines in the garden.

Seeing that the couple's three-year hard work is about to usher in the harvest.

This morning, when it was just dawn, Christo, who was very excited, went up to the market, intending to find out about the raisin market this year, but the answers that the raisin merchants told him left him dumbfounded.

"Poor Christo, the price of raisins this year is not high, and in the best case, it's probably only half of last year's price." Raisin purchaser Matirev, hearing about the first receipt of Christo's vineyards After the news, he looked at Christo, who was full of disbelief, with pity.

"Why, Matyrev, why did the price of raisins drop this year?" Christo asked in a trembling voice, holding back his turbulent mood.

"Damn the French, they raised the import tariff on Greek raisins, which caused the price of raisins in the London market to drop by 70% all of a sudden."

It took a while for Christo to recover from this thunderous news, and wandered along the way home in despair, stumbled and moved.

Walking to a no-man's place on the way, Christo, a big man, squatted on the ground and burst into tears.

In order to persist until the grapes are received, the family has not made any income in the past four years. Except for the savings, they rely on loans to survive. The vineyard has just been on the right track, but the market price of the grapes has plummeted.

It was originally planned that after the vineyards were producing normally, the cost of building the vineyard and the loan in three years would be repaid in two or three years.

But now everything has gone down the drain~www.novelmt.com~ Thinking about the hard work the husband and wife spent on the vineyard in the past four years, Christo cried even more sadly.

It was not until nearly noon that he returned to the vineyard.

Standing on the road, Christo looked at the vines that could not be seen in his house, and had two completely different moods, the infinite joy in the morning, and the gnashing of teeth at the moment.

When Christo returned home, looking at his wife who was preparing lunch, he opened his mouth to speak countless times, but he couldn't bear to say it.

Looking at his wife who was sitting across from the dining table, she looked uneasy, so I might have guessed something.

With his left hand, he rubbed the bridge of his nose, his eyes were red, and he said tremblingly, "Yvea, it's over, the price of raisins this year has dropped dramatically."

"I'm afraid we can't count on our receipts this year."

Hearing this, Ivya clenched her apron's hands, her knuckles turning white.

"Can this news be confirmed?" Ivya asked, two lines of clear tears rolled down her cheeks, she held the apron with both hands, wiped away the tears, and asked in a mournful voice.

Christo sat on the table with his elbows on the table and his head on his palms. One sentence seemed to exhaust all his strength. He drooped his head and didn't answer, just nodding his head sullenly.

The dining table under the vines is deadly silent.

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In the Royal Palace on Constitution Square, in the King's Office, Constantine and Chief of Staff Emma Enor are sitting on two high-back chairs in front of His Majesty's desk, reporting to King George the changes in the army during this period.

There was a sound of "squeak", and Prime Minister Terry Kupis hurried in and said anxiously, "Your Majesty, there is an emergency."

Interrupted the report of the two.

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