Pirates born to be kings

Naturally, the citizens of the Drum Kingdom did not feel Valbo's dissatisfaction with the Wheat and Sausage Chamber of Commerce and the huge concern about the food shortage. They just watched the shiploads of various kinds of food being delivered to the warehouse. .shung

While they were grateful to His Majesty the King for the food subsidy, they were thinking about what delicious food they could buy for the dinner table tonight.

It is difficult for girls on Winter Island to wear summer clothes that reveal their delicate skin, but the unique fur-making technology can still sew tight-fitting and warm leather clothes. Those who are blooming like flowers at age, with this slimming and shaping special clothing, can There is also a unique temptation.

The bold and enthusiastic figure is warming the young boy in the cold wind.

In a world without flowers, there is nothing more exciting than food.

The boys hand over the newly bought food to their loved ones either directly or covertly, just in exchange for a look or a chuckle.

The men and women who have become accustomed to each other are more likely to hold each other's hands and feel each other's warmth.

Just looking at each other and smiling, thousands of words can be melted into the intertwined eyes.

The food was held in the girls' hands like the most beautiful bouquets of flowers.

In the Drum Kingdom, food is one of the only things that cannot be wasted. People who waste food are regarded by the citizens as wastes that are ungrateful and do not even know how to survive. No citizen is willing to be with such a person. For such a person, Disgusting and staying away is already the most civilized behavior, and a lesson from a grumpy character is inevitable.

As for the other thing, it is knowledge. The powerful medical skills of the Drum Kingdom are not created out of thin air. It is a pity that this yearning for "human civilization" is now being suppressed continuously.

After all, there is no guarantee of enough food, and there is no way to talk about anything else.

Cang Lin knows the etiquette in reality, and knows honor and disgrace when she has enough food and clothing.

But it is not only the wisdom of the ancients, but also the cruel reality.

And when a group of people who have no worries about food and clothing, or even extreme wealth, come together, you will find that the old saying is not very correct.

At least this does not apply to the headquarters of the Wheat and Sausage Chamber of Commerce on a certain spring island.

Even the fastest boat takes 20 days to reach Cigu Island from this spring island. The island is full of greenery, with countless fruit trees and crops. A plain about the size of a snow forest is covered with pasture, and there are a large group of herds on it. The leisurely cattle and sheep, with their bright-colored coats, fat bodies and strong bodies, are not bothered by hunger at all. The grass trampled under their hooves is ten times fresher and sweeter than what Chopper had eaten when he was a reindeer!

On the edge of the grassland is a residential complex and various factories that process crops.

One of the three-story buildings is the most eye-catching. On the top floor of the building, an imprint the size of a round table for ten people is engraved using the technique of Yang carving.

Half a sausage and heavy ears of wheat...

This is the... Guild Hall of the Wheat and Sausage Merchants Association, okay, let's call it that for now.

At this moment, a group of well-dressed people were drinking afternoon tea in a luxurious and elegant room. They sipped various snacks and wiped their mouths with fine silk handkerchiefs. Even the utensils used to place the snacks were inlaid with gold rims.

The man sitting on Cook's left, Ya Heng, smiled reservedly, like a noble, but the words he said were not very good, "So that fool still agreed to our conditions?"

Rhodes wiped his sweat and took a quick look at his father Cook. Seeing that he was still drinking tea leisurely, he nodded, "Not entirely, Uncle Ya Heng, that...that king, Valbota Just said to think about it again and he’ll get back to us the next time the Chamber of Commerce delivers food.”

One month has passed since Rhodes met with Valpo, and he was summoned here just after returning to Spring Island.

Apparently the Chamber of Commerce couldn't wait any longer.

And his answer was not what everyone wanted most.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an uproar. Some were abusive, some were irritable, and some looked ugly. Of course, there were also a few calm ones like Cook.

But most people cannot accept this result.

They seem to have regarded the Drum Kingdom as prey for whatever they want.

Yaheng even openly called the Drum Kingdom a fool...

"Does that fool still want to struggle?" Ya Heng tugged on his tie angrily. He didn't attend this meeting 'dressed up' because he wanted to hear the result. In fact, asking Rhodes to 'negotiate' the drug franchise was exactly the same. His advice.

"It's you, isn't it you!? My dear nephew... you didn't tell that idiot the conditions?" Ya Heng looked at Rhodes with a fierce look of reproach, completely forgetting that he only let him go before because he was afraid of what he said. 'Idiot' would kill the messenger when he was angry, and he tried his best to let the son of his old partner Cook go. The reason was to train the successor, but the real reason was not so good.

Obviously, not everyone knows etiquette after eating. No matter how luxuriously you dress, the tug of your tie has nothing to do with honor and disgrace.

When he learned that Rhodes was back safely, he couldn't wait to come out to claim the credit. Unfortunately, it seemed that the credit could not be fulfilled yet.

"I've said it. I've said it all. He... His Majesty the King just said that he needs to think about it." A trace of joy flashed in Rhode's eyes, but then he became submissive.

Cook saw everything in his eyes, tilted the tip of his left foot up slightly, and looked at Yaheng, who was still angry, and slowly said, "Okay, Yaheng, we don't have to be in such a hurry, we have been waiting for so many years."

With Cook's voice, the whole room slowly became quiet. They looked at the president, even Ya Heng was no exception.

"But how dare that fool?!" Ya Heng muttered.

He had a reason for calling Valpo a fool.

There is no king in the entire One Piece world who devotes everything to helping those so-called 'citizens', no matter who they are, like King Drum.

When they learned that Valpo was subsidizing the citizens million beli per month, they thought it was a temporary move to gain people's support.

But this national policy has been implemented for one month, two months, and now it has been 7 months!

In the third month, Yaheng began to call Valbo a fool. He laughed at this strange behavior for a long time, and his heart went crazy with joy!

Because the million beli subsidized by Valbona will eventually end up in the pockets of the food merchants.

It's just that they weren't so greedy at that time. They just slowly and slightly increased the price of food to extract more profits, but soon what happened next became more and more strange.

That king started building the house built by Yanzhuan for the king, and he also let Dalton conquer Labang, the overlord of the Drum Kingdom. He actually looked like he really wanted to be a 'good king'? !

It’s simply ridiculous. A kingdom that can’t even sustain itself in food still wants to develop? !

People from the Dachshund and Wheat Sheaf Chamber of Commerce will not admit that they are afraid of a rising drum kingdom. They are afraid that the people of the entire kingdom will unite together. A fully integrated king is not what they want to see!

They began to laugh at Valpo's stupidity, especially when the 'idiot' was still willing to pay for the food after the price tripled.

The title of Fool King is now firmly established in the Chamber of Commerce!

Everyone agreed that the king would bow to the food merchants within three months!

"Phew... I lost my temper, old man." Ya Heng did not call Cook the president, but called him old man. A few people in the chamber of commerce frowned slightly and said nothing, but most people took it as a matter of course.

"We need more patience now." Cook put down the teacup and tapped his fingers covered with age spots on the table, making a 'dong-dong' sound. "Even if we add the next batch of food, it will take at least half a year." "

The president of the Sausage and Wheat Chamber of Commerce glanced at the crowd, "He will definitely bow to us by then. By then, with the drug franchise, we can earn more profits."

"What if the fool doesn't want to?" said someone who was qualified to sit at the table.

"Unwilling?" Cook chuckled, like a kind elder, "If he continues to pay the high price increase for the Drum Kingdom, then the royal family will have nothing in half a year, and then those citizens will still return to the hunger before. I think you all should know that these days of starvation, lack of food and clothing, are not easy to live with. Maybe at the beginning, those people will still remember everything the king has done for them, but as time goes by, they see that they and those around them People who suffer from hunger every day and night will gradually become resentful. Guess..."

Cook was still smiling. He glanced at everyone, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a small half of his yellowed teeth. But this small change, coupled with the sudden burst of light in his eyes, actually made people shudder. He said, "Those citizens , Who will you hate in the end?"

Who will the people hate?

No one in the Chamber of Commerce spoke;

After a brief silence,

One person laughed suddenly, "Hahahaha, so that's a fool~~Hahaha."

"Hahaha~~Yes, idiot~~Haha."

"Poor Valpo, he doesn't understand how dirty those untouchables are, and he still thinks, hahahahaha, I, I just thought about it, hahaha, it's really ridiculous."

"I really want to see his face at that time..."

"At that time, the entire Drum Kingdom will still have to rely on us! Hahahaha~~"

Rhodes was a little confused when he looked at the laughing people.

He slowly walked to Cook, "Father, are they saying that the Drum Islanders will eventually resent Valpo? Could it be that... the Drum Kingdom did something wrong? He has obviously done a lot of good things..."

"Ah, he did a great job, he did far beyond my imagination, my dear son." Cook seemed to have returned to the amiable old man, and he looked at Rhodes with eyes filled with relief and doting. But it was such a person who had previously agreed with Yaheng's decision to let Rhodes go to the Drum Kingdom, "You did a good job this time, I'm proud of you."

"Thank you, this is what I should do." Rhodes was flattered, but the previous questions kept lingering in his mind, so he further asked, "Since he, I mean His Majesty Valpo did a good job, then why... ..." He didn't know what words to use to describe it, and was stuck there for a moment.

"Why is this the result?" Cook continued.

"Yes."

Cook stood up and patted his son on the shoulder, "Son, you still have a lot to learn. Your personality is more like your mother. I don't know if I should show you all the darkness in the world right now." , But as far as the Drum Kingdom is concerned." He paused and looked into Rhodes's eyes, "The end of that king is inevitable. Unless he can solve the food supply on the island, you can't imagine those hungry people. What extreme people would do, they would be willing to sell their bodies, self-esteem, and even souls, let alone a king..."

After the old man finished speaking, he hugged Rhodes gently, and the rotten smell from his body floated in. He said in his ear, "Don't worry, kid, the future belongs to you, and no one can take it away." Then he didn't wait for Luo. De reacted and turned around to leave.

In the room, Yaheng and other members of the Chamber of Commerce were still laughing and making noises hysterically, celebrating their victory in advance, as if they had trampled the entire Drum Kingdom under their feet at this moment.

"Belongs to me?" Rhodes came to his senses after a while. He looked at Cook who was walking away, then at everyone, and shook his head, "Madman."

The figure sitting on the throne rang in his mind, muttering to himself, "Idiot... I hope so."

(Thanks to old book friend 20171213195110314 for the 500 reward. It was him who made me embarrassed not to update today...)