Drift [Gone with the Wind Drift Doujin BL]

The war continued, and the South won more victories, but each victory came at a heavy price.The hospitals and many residents' homes in Atlanta were flooded with wounded every day, more and more women wore mourning clothes, and the rows of soldiers' graves in the Oakland Cemetery increased every day.

At the same time, the horrendous devaluation of the Confederate currency led to a sharp rise in the prices of necessities.White flour was prohibitively expensive and hard to come by, so cornbread took the place of cookies, rolls, and cakes.It is almost impossible to buy beef in butcher shops, and mutton is so expensive that only the rich can afford it.However, there is enough pork, as well as chicken and vegetables.

This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for speculators to make a fortune, and Scott was also very happy. He exchanged the Confederate currency in his hand for gold coins and stored them in banks in London, Paris, Switzerland, and Cuba.But what made him most excited was that when he returned to Tara, he finally didn't have to be forced to eat meat by Mammy Hei.

As the North's blockade of the ports of the Confederate States tightened, luxuries such as tea, coffee, silk, perfume, whalebone hoops, and fashion magazines became scarce and expensive.Even the cheapest cottons were so expensive that women took their looms out of their attics, which had been sitting dusty for years, and refurbished them with a sigh, in order to cope with the changing seasons.Almost everyone, soldiers, civilians, women, children, and negroes, wore the homespun clothes, except the speculators' families, the rich's families, and the Scott's.

The Confederacy's condemnation of the speculators grew louder, and the hatred of the hoarders and war fortunes was at its height.After Charleston Harbor was tightly blocked by northern gunboats, Wilmington became the main port for blockade trade.Speculators gathered in Wilmington, and they used the cash in their hands to buy shiploads of goods and hoard them, waiting for the price to rise, waiting for a good price.The ever-increasing scarcity of the necessities of life, rising prices every month, and the common people either not buying them, or paying speculators' prices for them, made life more and more difficult for the poor and disadvantaged inhabitants.People frantically snap up the currency in their hands today, for fear that the price will be higher tomorrow and the currency will be less valuable.

To make matters worse, there is only one railroad from Wilmington to Richmond. Thousands of barrels of flour and thousands of boxes of bacon are piled up beside the station road because they cannot be transported out, looking moldy and rotten. However, the wine, silk, coffee and luxury goods of speculators can often be shipped to Richmond for sale two days after Wilmington landed.

Benefit!No matter how patriots and politicians in the south talk about "dedication" and "sacrifice", no matter how high the patriotic morale of the people in the south is, what can push everything forward is still the naked and bloody big words behind it: interest!

Scott cleverly got rid of his identity as a speculator. He was only responsible for smuggling the blockade. After unloading the goods in the Port of Wilmington, he ignored them and joined businessmen who gathered here from all over the South to buy goods. All the affairs were handed over to Rhett.

Scott is still the legendary hero everyone loves and respects, and Rhett Butler is still the speculator that girls love to hate and patriots want to eat.

"I really want to take off your expressionless mask," Rhett lazily smoked his cigar, his long legs stretched comfortably, "my green-eyed hypocrite."

Scott gave him a blank look, and gnawed on an apple as if nothing had happened, deliberately gnawing loudly as if in a demonstration.He lisps: "You know better than I do, Rhett, that stubbornness and self-righteousness are the closest and most indestructible companions of our honorable Southerners. Why should we hurt the patriots when they are hungry?" What about the only self-esteem?" After being with Rhett for a long time, Scott's venomous tongue attributes also spiraled up.Swallowing the last bite of apple, Scott continued: "You can avoid being mixed in this muddy water, just like I did. Why do you have to negotiate with speculators in person? Leave these to yours Agent, and then your panties full of holes won't go any further unless you enjoy the process."

Although it was just a supercilious look, the image of Rhett was firmly imprinted in Scott's heart.He was tall and strong, with black hair that shone like a raven's wings.There is a red rose on his velvet lapel, many folds on the front of his shirt, the studs are pea-sized gold, and the most expensive cigar is held between his slender and dark index finger and middle finger...

Damn ginseng prostitutes!

We turned our eyes away from Scott, who was sour and scolded "ginseng prostitutes", and turned to his dear sister.

Scarlett had fine dresses and precious jewels that made the ladies and wives of Atlanta mad with envy—all brought back from Paris by her brother.Her vanity was greatly satisfied, but she finally got over it and advised her brother not to smuggle the blockade as much as possible--she knew that the Yankees' blockade of the southern ports was getting tighter and tighter, and the brave men were smuggling the blockade more and more. more dangerous.

She absolutely cannot bear the slightest harm to her family.

Charles has repeatedly made military exploits on the front line, and Scarlett is unwilling to be lonely. She never tires of nursing, dancing, driving and rolling bandages. The heroic soldier never interferes with his wife's somewhat lively behavior. He is even full of admiration and pride: Look, My wife is such an attractive woman!

Scarlett was so happy in Atlanta that it didn't take long for her to go back to Tara for a few short stays.The stay at Tara was disappointing because there were few opportunities to have the long conversations with my mother that I hoped for in Atlanta, nor did I have time to do sewing with her and smell the cherry blossoms as she walked. The faint fragrance emanating from the sac, or let the mother's gentle hand gently stroke his cheek.

Mother lost weight. She was busy from early in the morning until long after the whole farm had gone to sleep. The demand of the Confederate Supply and Marketing Department was higher than that of each month. Her task was to try to keep Tara Farm productive.Even Gerald was not idle, for the first time in many years, because he had to take care of his wife.Since her mother is so busy that she can only say good night every day, her father is spinning like a spinning top all day long, and even her younger sister Carleen is also thinking about reuniting with her husband all day long, so she is confused and answers irrelevant questions, which makes Scarlett feel that it is difficult to stay in Tara for a long time.

Although Scarlett always went to Tara's house with a happy heart, she was not sad when she received the inevitable letters from Pitty and Melanie urging her to come back.She was going back to that exciting and fast-paced city again, to drive, dance with men, and listen to their sweet words full of love and admiration.

This kind of life continued day after day, and Scarlett was surprised to find that when she got up one day and thought of having a picnic with a charming officer the next day, she was not in high spirits.

She grew up slowly, and under the influence of Scott and Melanie's tenderness and consideration, her mind gradually matured, and she began to get tired of what she used to enjoy.She is still full of vigor and vigor, but her hobbies of hunting for sex and grabbing other girls' boyfriends have gradually faded.

On such a beautiful and sweet morning, she would rather spend time embroidering, drinking tea and chatting with Melanie.

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