"Did you expose something?"

……

When things came to a close, feeling the villagers' excessive enthusiasm, Irena felt that her courage was quickly being consumed.

How can I put it, exercising in front of those guys who are like crazy fans...it feels weird to be stared at.

Anyway, let's run away first and use magic to help them when they can't do anything else. Forget it now.

Fortunately, everyone around her was busy preparing various things, so no one paid attention to her sneaking aside. Irena was still pressing her wand, ready to summon a broom at any time.

"Ah, aren't these the people in this village who are too poor to do business? You are really very motivated today."

As a result, someone blocked her path.

On the wooden cart pulling the wine barrel, there was a familiar woman with a plump figure and a bit of arrogance. She cast a contemptuous look at the people here, and she was surrounded by strong men pushing the cart.

"Little angel Rosemary!" The village chief stuttered out his true words.

No, is it okay to talk to competitors like this?

"Gui'an, you're a poor bastard in this village... cough, village chief."

Miss Rosemary let out a three-part laugh of "hehehe".

"What are you doing here!"

"We just sold out the wine, and this time there were several cars at a time. I said, you can't sell it anyway, why don't you join us this year?"

"Don't look down on people!" The village chief held the bottle upside down angrily, "We won't give up!"

"Ah, what does Mr. Village Chief have in his hands?"

His momentum immediately resembled a bursting balloon, and he hid the bottle behind his back in a panic. A closer look revealed that there was an autograph on it, and it was a deluxe edition with a 30% premium.

"This... this..."

She covered her mouth and smiled, skipping the topic, "And who is this little girl with an average height and a flat face? She looks a bit unfamiliar. Dress up like a witch, so be careful of being caught by the association's people."

"That's so rude," Irena, who was lying on the gun for no apparent reason, frowned, "I am a real witch."

"That's right!" the village chief said, "It's our grape-stomping girl this year, let her stomp to defeat you!"

Rosemary cheered up a little and looked up and down.

"Oh?"

Her eyes moved down, then came back up without any fluctuation, and she shook her head.

"Oh~"

She didn't say anything, but she seemed to have said something. Then she put down the hand holding her chest, raised her chest and raised her head and passed by Irena.

——Dirty, tremble, tremble.

"#" climbed up Irena's forehead.

"Although there are many people with eccentricities in the city now, you can't do anything like a tomboy, right? Don't take the road of crime, village chief, I don't care about you. If there is a problem with the land in the village, it will be troublesome. "

"Like a tomboy? Me?"

Irena's eyes widened.

How sad is she to make someone she meets for the first time laugh at her like this?

"No, that's right. You can't beat me. Okay, let's go."

As if losing interest, Miss Rosemary staggered away.

……

The group of people walked away, and the enthusiasm of the villagers seemed to have been poured with cold water.

"We can't win."

"Is it difficult?"

"It's over!"

"No, I can't accept it." A certain woman's eyes were filled with fire, and her gray hair seemed to be dancing. "At the risk of the witch's dignity, I must make it and show it to her!"

"Oh! What an amazing momentum!"

"Maybe this determined look can really help!"

The village chief quietly put away the bottle and directed, "What are you waiting for? Folks, keep preparing!"

"Oh hiss!"

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The signs of the two villages are red and green.

Of course Xidi chose red.

Confirming the task information and scope, and negotiating the approximate remuneration, which is commonly known as bargaining, is an important skill.

Although he doesn't care, the necessary procedures still have to be followed. This is the way of survival for most travelers. Relying on being enthusiastic or having a hot head and agreeing to someone will often turn into a very troublesome situation in the end.

……

"Die, die, die..."

When Xidi came over, she saw a group of people gathered around the open space of the village, shouting hard, seeming to encourage others. In the gaps between the crowd, there was a vague glimpse of huge wooden barrels and splashing grape juice. It should be that a process was going on. The stomping steps in winemaking.

He doesn’t know much about wine, so when he steps on grapes, does he have to do it with such deep hatred?

So motivated.

The others looked quite idle. Just when Xidi was about to turn around and leave, looking for someone to ask where the village chief was, the moment the crowd moved away, she caught a beautiful gray color in her sight. Hmm... it looked so familiar.

……

"Go to hell..."

Irena felt that her legs were weakening, and she was venting her extremely depressed mood.

The bucket is full of green and purple grape particles, giving it a refreshing feeling that makes people not want to enjoy it.

After being kicked again and again, the grapes that could not bear the weight exploded, and new grapes rushed up, as if they were trapped in a swamp of piles of fruits, and the soft, warm and cool feeling seemed to be endless.

The grapes were crushed, juice squirted out, and the grapes were crushed again. The translucent and turbid liquid gradually covered the soles of the feet. The round and soft feeling turned into a strange touch like stepping on a waterlogged beach. The pulp, seeds and grape skins were stuck to the soles of the feet. Feelings range from nausea to decompression, and each burst feels pleasurable.

"Go die die!"

Only with such heavy emotions could Miss Irena persist.

A considerable part of such dark emotions was directed at the people around her. He only watched the excitement without helping. He also said that "uniforms are a man's romance" and so on. He asked her to change into this strange red flared skirt. It looks like a maid outfit.

The last part is for myself who is so compromised.

Strong resentment spread out, almost dyeing the surrounding air black.

At this time, for publicity reasons, the villagers moved in antique cameras.

"Crack-"

This unique image was left behind.

Irena was in a state of resentment and did not notice this.

She will probably continue in this state until she is exhausted.

but--

"Irena?"

She seemed to hear a friendly voice calling her name in her ears. Because it was too familiar, and she subconsciously felt that it was very important, her movements unconsciously froze, and her hazy mind woke up from the chaos and began to think.

It only took less than 0.1 seconds for her to match the image of the visitor in her mind: a kind person with beautiful red eyes and long white hair.

"——Senior brother?"

After the words fell, everyone burst into cheers due to a certain guilt that the villagers knew well but could not express. It was like a parent coming over when a vendor is fooling a child.

The dark aura around Irena was swept away. After noticing her current state, she wished she could just shrink into the bucket without getting out.

Even if she has been seen in more embarrassing times, she will still care about the present. Girls are such magical creatures.

The villager holding the camera didn't know what he was thinking, so he raised the camera again and took a picture of the shy and timid expression of the girl stepping on the grapes.

This is the right thing to do.

"Stop shooting!"

Irena covered her face with her hands and squatted down. For a moment, she wanted to say that she was not Irena, but a kiwi, papaya or mango.

"Oh! It feels so good!"

The cameraman who knew the true story of the village chief surrounded the barrel and filmed the scene from various angles. At this time, it became obvious why he could not become the village chief - he did not have the vision he should have.

"Um, can you hand me the camera?"

It sounded like a question but it was completely non-negotiable. At the same time, a slender and delicate wooden stick appeared in his field of vision.

It's called a wand. When the magician holds this point, think of it as a soldier raising a gun.

"Gudong."

The little brother seemed to be able to hear the sound of his own heartbeat and swallowed. The feeling behind him was like his parents standing behind him while eating.

"Give--"

……

"For publicity reasons... but does a photo like this really matter?"

Xidi looked at the girl in the photo who was covered in black and had fierce eyes. It was hard to imagine how anyone could like such a style.

The other picture is quite normal. The girl with shy eyes and flushed cheeks is waving her hands hastily as if to cover up. The red flared skirt is not Irena's usual style. It is really rare to see her.

Xidi put it away, this was not within the scope of the agreement.

When he was talking to the village chief, Miss Irena was still stepping on grapes and doing what she promised to do. Now she seemed more motivated and more ferocious. She wanted to finish the matter immediately and get along with her senior brother. Ask What's the matter with the bandage on the right eye?

"What an amazing coincidence," the village chief, who had just deceived his junior sister, wiped cold sweat, "Um... are you from some association?"

"Well, I won't interfere in a normal entrustment relationship. If you promise to others, you must do it well. This is how I teach the child." Xidi nodded and took out the entrustment form, "Please explain me in detail. Let’s entrust the details here.”

It seems to be just an ordinary act of stepping on grapes and using the image as a "spokesperson". There may be some instigation elements in it, but with Irena's quality and character, if the people here have malicious intentions, she will definitely refuse.

"Yes Yes."

The village chief murmured in his heart. Although he looked about the same age, the person in front of him seemed to be the little girl's teacher or even her mother, with astonishing aura.

"Because it's harvest season for grapes, and the latest pest..."

……

The content of the commission is to drive away birds and beasts, clean up the site, and dredge the nearby river. For an average magician, it is about a week's workload.

The commission was received at noon. Before the sun set, Xidi drove back using telekinesis magic. The wooden cart was also made with magic. Today's harvest was not bad.

Several adult wild boars and a litter of piglets were neatly arranged, and the birds could not kill them all. He sprayed a unique magic potion around the fields, which would turn the smell of grapes into a smell that birds hate, just like the smell of humans. The excrement is the same. Although it is not ruled out that there are good ones, at least there won't be that much.

For a grape field of dozens of hectares, a few birds wouldn't be able to eat much if they were allowed to eat, and probably not much would rot.

The irrigation river not far away has also been dredged, and even the decaying waterwheel has been rebuilt.

He had done this job when he was in "our village", and now he has done it again in this village. In one afternoon, the part here has been processed, and he can just go to the opposite village tomorrow.

When we came back, the production activities in the village also stopped, and the villagers carried half a bucket of grape juice into the workshop.

Irena should be resting now.

Thinking about it, Xidi knocked on the door and walked in.

A pair of white and graceful legs were cool and generously exposed to the air. The girl who had changed back into her own clothes was lying on the sofa, humming and charming.

……

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"Thank you for your hard work. Also, long time no see, Irena."

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