Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 167 The Ritual of Making Wine

The first floor of Chenxi Winery.

Ying, who was half asleep and half awake, seemed to hear "Here is the sentence", followed by the sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping, and finally woke up. She was used to this cat-eared maid dress, propped herself up, and put her hands together lazily. Don't go behind you, stretch yourself, listening to the dull sound of clanging on the second floor,

"The sound of withdrawing money...is that so?"

Ying stared at the railing on the second floor hesitantly. She originally wanted to go up to see what happened, but considering that this should be the private matter of Chenxi Winery, she covered her ears and walked out of the manor.

Marveling at the huge and luxurious buildings, and the grape racks stacked not far away, the emerald leaves make this season very attractive, and the gem-like purple grapes hanging on the vines, the excellent climate Conditions and excellent varieties are also one of the reasons for the success of Chenxi Winery.

Although the grape planting technology of Chenxi Winery comes from the professor of Famas, but without the ancient trees of the leylines, Munata can't grow grapes.

There was an idyllic scenery in front of her, Ying decided to go around, her eyes were attracted by the wind crystal butterflies flying in the vineyard, after many entrusted tasks, Ying knew that this was the product of the collection of elemental forces.

Perhaps attracted by the charm of Feng Jingdie, Ying unknowingly approached it step by step, and a strange thought came to her mind.

Brain: "Grab that crystal butterfly."

Hand: "Why?"

Brain: "Don't ask, grab it and it's over."

Just when Ying stretched out her hand to touch the Butterfly, it danced lightly and flew into the distance, but Ying lost her balance and fell headlong into the grape yard, causing the grape trellis to collapse.

"Oops, it's over, it's better to run away."

But before Ying got up, she heard laughter and laughter from the vineyard. It seemed to be some young girls. Ying stood up in a jerk, which startled the girls who were holding the wooden basin, and almost dropped the basin. The grapes in it swing out.

"Stranger... what are you trying to do to our vineyard?"

The girl who looked like the leader of several people asked angrily. She knew that Qin was a guest brought back by Master Diluc, but she grew up in the winery since she was a child, so she didn't care about these things.

"I, I, I caught the wind crystal butterfly, I was not careful, I didn't mean it, how dare I do anything to your vineyard."

Ying stammered an explanation.

"Humph……"

The girl who scolded Ying put down the wooden basin, rolled up her loose trouser legs, helped up the fallen grape trellis with the girls behind, rearranged the grape vines that Ying had just broken, and hung them on the wooden stand.

"Don't run around in the grape fields, go back quickly."

Wearing fluffy gray work shorts, showing white and healthy calves, and stepping on sandals woven with vines, several girls picked up the wooden basin full of grapes again, as if they were going to work, and after admonishing Ying, they continued to move forward go.

"Well...excuse me, 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 a little.

If not sent to wine, what are these grapes going to do?
"We're going to step on grapes!"

Ying was stunned by the girl's words, and looked at their pink toes and jade-white calves: "Is it... stepping on grapes?"

"Yes, this is a brewing method that has been handed down since the period of the Guwang Tower, and it is also one of the ceremonies 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 accent of the footsteps was not right.

Looking back, it was Diluque wearing a red and black trench coat, exuding a strong smell of alcohol, as if he had just drunk a large barrel of fine wine, followed by Famas, who was limping in ragged clothes, and his braids seemed to be burned by flames. Burnt Wendy.

The three of them in a panic appeared in front of Yinghe and the girl holding the tub.

"Master Diluc! Good afternoon!"

The girls lowered their heads, bent slightly, and greeted the owner of the manor.

"Master Diluc...Wendy, Farmas, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Famas, who was disheveled and still smiling wryly, the anger that Ying originally wanted to express towards him suddenly disappeared, she drew out her dagger, walked up to the three of them, and looked behind them vigilantly: "Is there any danger? ? Even you guys can’t handle it?”

"no……"

Wendy, who was supporting Farmas, was about to explain, but suddenly saw the exposed belly button, armpits, and healthy and elastic thighs.

"They wanted to steal wine, but the housekeeper and I found out."

Di Luke's words are always calm and cold.

"Hey, to protect his wealth, Master Diluc drew his great sword. The thief Famas tried to resist and accidentally broke the extremely precious wine..."

Wendy made an embarrassing speech. When it came to fine wine, she didn't even have time to feel sorry for her braids. She tightly hugged the only bottle of wine left in her arms.

"The firebird released by Master Diluc just hit Farmas's knee, and then... the vault burst into flames..."

In a few words, Wendy finished the whole story, and immediately hid behind Farmas, quietly looking at Di Luke who was calm on the surface.

"I used to be a brave man, until I got hit in the knee..."

Famas, who pretended to be pitiful, still wanted to sell miserably in front of Ying, but was interrupted by Di Luke.

"As compensation, the two of them will help you finish the work of moving the grapes. I have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

The red nobleman glanced at Famas, who was clutching his knees. He didn't believe that his casual attack could cripple Famas, the god of war.

But in the face of the miserable Farmas and Wendy, Di Luke has nothing to do. Who made these two thieves gods?

"Sure enough... a god who doesn't do business is still so annoying."

Diluc walked back to the manor. Although Famas controlled the fire in time, the wooden wine rack in the vault was still burnt, and the wine and broken glass were 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 inn owner who made random quotations, the work of the manor was more important.

"Mola, I have sent someone to the Feiyun Chamber of Commerce. I still need to spend some time. If you can't wait, you can go directly to the post."

After throwing down a sentence, the noble young man in red sighed and hurried to the manor.

When Di Luke left, Famas stood upright with a bang, and he still looked half crippled. Wendy's indigo braids were extended, and the part that had been scorched by the flames disappeared. The two cheered. After clapping his hands, Famas smiled and asked Ying, who was wearing a maid uniform with cat ears.

"How is it, Ying, is the life of a part-time job not bad? How did you come here?"

"Go to hell!"

It's true that which pot can't be opened and which pot can be lifted, Ying raised the dagger and put it on Farmas' neck in one fell swoop.

(End of this chapter)