On the first day of December, snowflakes began to fall over the capital of the Gefla Empire.

In fact, it should have snowed here a long time ago, but although the air was very cold and damp some time ago, there was no opportunity for snow to fall.

No clouds, no snowflakes!

This time the snowflakes finally fell, and on the header of the front page of the newspaper at the corner of the table, it was written that the temperature in the imperial capital today was - eight degrees below zero!

This climate is rare in Gafla. In previous years, it would only be so cold at the end of December, but now it is only the beginning of December.

Everything has been different since last winter.

It can be hot to death in summer, and it can freeze to death in winter.

An ordinary worker put on a thick winter coat and prepared to leave after kissing his wife and daughter. When his wife sent him away, she hoped that he would pass by the supermarket after get off work at night and bring some food back.

The man glanced at the newspaper on the corner of the table, and on the newsletter on the front page, he noticed the newsletter of "Make every effort to ensure food supply".

He nodded yes and left the comfort of his home.

As soon as he went out, the cold wind outside the door was like a knife cutting his face. His hands were gathered in the cuffs, and he grasped the sleeves tightly from the inside to prevent it from being ventilated.

Keep your head down and walk against the cold wind.

In fact, his mood was not as bad as the weather. The snow-white snowflakes made the whole world look extraordinarily clean.

Every foot stepping on the snow will not only make a "creaking" sound, but also leave a series of footprints.

He glanced back, the footprints in the distance had been covered by new snowflakes, only a string of close-ups was still slightly clear.

Most of the pedestrians on the road are like this, and the cars on the road have also slowed down. The heavy snow is like pressing the slow down button of this world.

A convoy passed by him, looking at the two frozen flags above the headlights of the leading car, there was no doubt that this was a convoy of nobles.

The man tilted his head and looked into the car. Behind the transparent glass were two noblemen in very "thin" clothes. They were not affected by the cold of this world at all, and they were chatting relaxedly with smiles on their faces.

"This is noble!" The man sighed and watched the convoy go away.

In fact, he doesn't need to complain, life is much better now than in the past. It is said that after seeing nobles, as long as they are commoners, they have to stop their work and stand on the side of the road with their heads bowed.

Now no one will ask him to do that, he can still not say hello to the nobles, this has changed a lot.

He walked for about forty minutes and finally came to the factory.

In fact, he can take a car, but... the prices of various materials have risen rapidly recently, and the money for taking a car is indeed not much, so he may save a little, which is not a bad thing after all.

And walking is good for your health, and it can also make your body warmer. Doctors recommend people to be more active...

He found a suitable reason for not taking a car. Everyone has magnificent dreams, but it is a pity that poverty is always a ruthless fist that crushes dreams.

He came to the factory and started to work. The factory did not provide heating. The reason was that the workshop was ventilated and the heating could not effectively heat up. So they still worked in thick winter clothes.

The man finally had some smiles on his face. He would chat with his co-workers while working, but the happy time was always short-lived.

After talking about some fresh topics, everyone started to work in silence as if they had agreed.

There was no smile on his face, only numbness, he couldn't even feel his own face!

At one o'clock at noon, everyone gets a thirty-minute break, they can have lunch, and then take a break to get back to their busy work.

In fact, half an hour of rest time is not enough. The workers in Gafla have made a few troubles, but nothing can be changed in the end.

They strike the capitalists' jobs, which indeed caused a lot of trouble to the capitalists, but that was just trouble.

You must know that the capitalists also serve the nobles. When the nobles feel unhappy, the police will arrest the workers or organizations that lead the strike.

This is not a federation, there is no free soil, so everyone abides by a rule that does not pass the line.

I ate a cold lunch at noon, which was provided by the factory for free. The taste is not good, but it is edible.

The work in the afternoon was still heavy. The man worked until about 6:45 in the evening, when the roar of the machines in the workshop gradually stopped.

People started packing up their tools and leaving.

Thinking about what his wife had asked him to do, he bid farewell to a certain street corner turn with a few co-workers who often went home together, and went to the supermarket alone.

There were still not many people on the road. It was a little after seven o'clock, and the sky was already dark. He speeded up, and when he approached the supermarket with his head down, he found that the supermarket was extremely lively today.

There were a lot of people, a lot of people, he followed the crowd into the supermarket in a daze.

Then he saw a counter selling food, and there was a long queue.

"What happened?" He walked to the end of the line, looked at the person in front of him who was dressed similarly to himself, and asked a friendly question.

The person in front seemed to know something, "Those things are in limited supply now, and what everyone can buy is limited."

The man was a little surprised, "Why do you do this?"

The man standing in front of him was silent for a while, "Probably because there are not enough things!"

The man who originally thought about going back if he couldn't do it, gave up this idea.

After more than half an hour, it was his turn.

"Each person can only buy two pounds of wheat flour, two pounds of bread, five pounds of potatoes and one pound of beef. What do you want?" the tall teller asked the man.

Of course, being superior is not because of his status or his tone of voice, but that he does stand at a higher position, which is designed for the convenience of the tellers.

When people need something, they just need to move the item to their feet, and the person outside the counter can get it.

If they are standing at the same height as the customers outside the counter, constantly lifting heavy things will put them out of work very quickly.

The man was a little confused, "Is there unlimited supply of vegetables?"

He was going to buy some vegetables, the teller shook his head, "We don't serve vegetables..."

The weather is too cold, the growth cycle of vegetables has become very slow, and it is easy to freeze to death at night.

The few vegetables are used to supply nobles, and the price is already ridiculously expensive, and ordinary people can't afford them, so it's better not to supply them.

The man spent money to buy everything he could buy. In fact, the food was not enough to feed his family for three days, and the price of these things had increased by about 10% compared to last month, which made him very worried.

Because when queuing in the supermarket, he heard people say that prices may continue to rise.

After returning home, he told his wife about these things, and asked her to reduce the family's supply.

The wife was a little embarrassed, but finally agreed.

During dinner, the daughter looked at the few pieces of beef on her father's plate and was very hungry.

She looked at her mother helplessly, but the latter could only pretend not to see it cruelly.

Outside the window, the cold wind is still stinging, the entire imperial capital, the entire Gefra, and many families are like this.

Suddenly, it seemed that there was not enough food in the world. Gefra, who had never experienced such a situation, made many people wonder what to do.

"Is there not enough food?"

"There is not enough food!"

The prime minister's head hurts because there is not enough food to eat.

In fact, after the weather suddenly became extremely cold last winter, he realized that he needed to stockpile more food this winter, and he did the same, importing a lot of food.

Gefra is an island country with limited land for farming and pastoral use. In the early years, nobles enclose land everywhere. Many lands that are obviously suitable for farming are private territories of nobles.

Nobles would certainly not be able to farm and graze. These lands were abandoned. Even if the winter was not as cold as it is now, Gafla's food mainly relied on imports.

It's just that there are more imports now, but I don't know where it came from. Gafla has no food, so people start looting.

Some grain merchants also started to raise their prices. The price increase didn't seem very eye-catching, the highest was only 15%, but this is grain!

It's nothing else, not an expensive luxury, and a 15 percent increase is enough to make many families go hungry!

The prime minister interviewed a group of grain merchants, so the limited supply appeared.

They no longer let go of the supply to the public, but began to limit the supply. Under the premise of ensuring that the price increase does not exceed 10%, the supply is limited.

This makes those rumors more and more frightening!

If someone strangles the food bag, it means that the current food supply has become a problem, and the Prime Minister must solve this problem.

Otherwise, he can only face two choices.

First, people are always living in an environment of food shortage, which is likely to cause more terrible social problems and phenomena, unless the Prime Minister compromises with these people and allows food prices to float freely.

The second option, once he agrees to the free floating of food prices, more people will not be able to afford food!

Many people, when faced with these harsh questions, tend to choose to go hungry, which only makes this country worse and worse.

The best way now is to use the emergency budget of the national treasury to purchase a batch of grain from outside~lightnovelpub.net~ Solve the current problem first, and then start thinking about the follow-up matters.

He wasn't alone in the room, there were others.

At this time, the official in charge of agriculture and animal husbandry spoke softly as if talking to himself, and said something as if reminding him.

"Your Excellency, if those nobles are not dealt with, the price of food will never come down!"

In the power-based Gefra, many things have rules, at least the capitalists can't use money to interfere in politics on this island.

Those aristocrats are much richer than the capitalists, especially those big aristocrats, who frequently search for wealth that has been passed down for hundreds of years is definitely not comparable to a young man who enters the stock market with a hundred dollars and suddenly becomes rich!

The aristocrats did not agree to raise the price of grain, and the capitalists did not dare to raise the price of grain.

Behind this incident, the nobles are still at work!