The first floor of Chenxi Winery.
Ying, who was half asleep and half awake, seemed to hear "The sentence is hereby pronounced", followed by the sound of chickens and dogs jumping around. She finally woke up. She was used to dressing up as a maid with cat ears. She stood up and lazily put her hands up. He leaned behind his back, stretched out, and listened to the dull sound of clanging sounds on the second floor.
"The sound of withdrawing money...is that what it sounds like?"
Ying stared at the railing on the second floor hesitantly. She originally wanted to go up to see what was going on, but considering that this was probably a private matter at Chenxi Winery, she covered her ears and walked out of the manor.
Marvel at the large and luxurious buildings, as well as the stacked grape trellises not far away. The jade leaves make this season very attractive, and the purple grapes hanging on the vines like gems, the excellent climate Conditions and excellent varieties are also one of the reasons for the success of Chenxi Winery.
Although the grape growing technology of Chenxi Winery came from Professor Famas, Munata would not be able to grow grapes before there were the ancient trees.
Seeing an idyllic scenery in front of her, Ying decided to look around. Her eyes were attracted by the wind crystal butterflies flying in the vineyard. After many commissions, Ying knew that this was the product of the gathering of elemental power.
Perhaps attracted by the charm of the Wind Crystal Butterfly, Ying unknowingly approached it step by step, and a strange idea came to her mind.
Brain: "Catch that wind crystal butterfly."
Hand: "Why?"
Brain: "Don't ask, just catch me."
Just when Ying reached out to touch the wind crystal butterfly, it danced lightly and flew into the distance. Ying lost her center of gravity and fell headlong into the grape garden, causing the grape trellis to collapse.
"Oops, it's over now, it's better to run away."
But before she could get up, she heard laughter and laughter coming from the vineyard. It seemed that they were some young girls. She jumped up and stood up. Instead, she startled the girls carrying wooden basins and almost dropped the basins. The grapes swayed out.
"Stranger...what do you want to do to our vineyard?"
The girl who looked like the leader of several people asked angrily. She knew that Ying was a guest brought back by Mr. Diluc, but she had grown up in the winery and didn't care about such things.
"I, I, I caught Feng Jingdie. I did it accidentally. I didn't mean it. How dare I do anything to the vineyard."
Ying stammered an explanation.
"snort……"
The girl who scolded Ying put down the wooden basin, rolled up her loose trouser legs, and together with the girls behind her, she helped up the fallen grape trellis, rearranged the newly broken grape vines, and hung them on the wooden frame.
"Stop running around in the grape fields and go back quickly."
Wearing fluffy gray work shorts, revealing their white and healthy calves, and wearing vine-woven sandals, the girls picked up the wooden basins filled with grapes again, as if they were going to work. After warning Ying, they continued to move forward. Go.
"Well... may I ask, what are you going to do?"
Ying looked at the coolly dressed girls strangely. She remembered that the cellar of Chenxi Winery was inside the manor, and these grapes had obviously had their excess roots removed, and they were washed and dried slightly.
If not for winemaking, what would these grapes be used for?
“We’re going to stomp grapes!”
The girl's words made Ying stunned for a moment, and she looked at their pink toes and jade-white calves: "Are you... stepping on grapes with your feet?"
"Yes, this is a brewing method that has been passed down since the Guwang Tower period, and it is also one of the rituals to celebrate the grape harvest."
A steady male voice came from behind, but Ying heard three footsteps, but one of them seemed to be a little lame, and the emphasis of the footsteps was not right.
Looking back, there was Diluc in a red and black trench coat, exuding a strong smell of alcohol, as if he had just drank a large barrel of wine, followed by Famas, who was in ragged clothes and limping, and his braids seemed to be caught by flames. Burnt Wendy.
The embarrassed three people appeared in front of Ying and the girl holding the wooden basin.
"Master Diluc! Good afternoon!"
The girls lowered their heads and bent slightly to say hello to the owner of the manor.
"Master Diluc...Wendy, Famas, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing Famas who was disheveled and still smiling bitterly, the anger that Ying wanted to express towards him suddenly disappeared. She drew out her dagger, walked to the three of them, and looked behind them vigilantly: "Is there any danger there? ?Even you can’t handle it?”
"no……"
Wendy, who was supporting Famas, was about to explain when she suddenly saw her exposed belly button and armpits, as well as her healthy and elastic thighs. She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly paused as she spoke.
"They wanted to steal the wine, but the housekeeper and I discovered it."
Diluc's words were always calm and cold.
"Ahem, Master Diluc pulled out his sword to protect his wealth. The thief Famas tried to resist and accidentally broke the extremely precious wine..."
Wendy made an embarrassing speech and mentioned wine. She didn't even have time to feel sorry for her braids, and tightly hugged the only remaining bottle of wine in her arms.
"The firebird released by Master Diluc just hit Famas's knee, and then... the vault burst into flames..."
In a few words, Wendy finished telling the whole story, and immediately hid behind Famas, quietly looking at Diluc who looked calm on the surface.
"I used to be a god, until I got shot in the knee..."
Famas, who was pretending to be pitiful, wanted to show off in front of Ying, but was interrupted by Diluc.
"As compensation, they will help you complete the work of moving the grapes. I have something else to do, so I will leave first."
The red noble prince glanced at Famas, who was covering his knees. He did not believe that he could cripple Famas, the God of War, with a casual attack.
But facing the miserable Famas and Wendy, Diluc was helpless. Who made these two thieves gods?
"Sure enough... a god who doesn't do anything serious is still so annoying."
Diluc walked back to the manor. Although Famas controlled the fire in time, the wooden wine racks in the vault were still scorched, and wine and broken glass were strewn all over the floor. He also sent people to clean up the vault. Although he wanted to take Ying to the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce to meet the owner of the inn who made random quotes, the work of the manor was more important.
"Moura, I have sent someone to Feiyun Chamber of Commerce. It will take me some time. If you can't wait, you can go directly to the inn."
After saying this, the noble man in red sighed and hurriedly walked towards the manor.
When Diluc left, Famas stood up straight in an instant. He still looked half-limbed. Wendy's indigo braid was lengthened and the part burned by the flames disappeared. The two cheered. After high-fiving, Famas smiled and asked Ying, who was wearing a cat-eared maid uniform.
"How's it going, Ying? Is your working life pretty good? Why are you here?"
"Go to hell!"
It's true that there is no pot that can't be lifted. Ying raised the dagger and put it on Famas's neck.
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