Candy Wizard and Travel

Seeing each other again after a long absence, a smile couldn't help but appear on Xidi's face, and even the complicated things that made people think when they met last time were temporarily forgotten.

He sat next to Irena, lifted her legs and put them on his knees without hesitation, and adjusted his strength to knead and massage her calves.

"Alas!"

Irena subconsciously shrank her legs. She was about to kick him due to the sudden stimulation.

If it's a senior brother, then it doesn't matter.

Such an intimate gesture... hadn't been done for a long time. It was like returning to Robert's tree house. During those irritable summer days, this was how she and Teacher Fran got close to her senior brother.

Although they have been separated for a long time, they are still so familiar.

No one said anything, and Xidi gently massaged Irena's muscles without any evil thoughts. The girl's expression kept changing, and she felt refreshed and sour for a while.

Feeling the softness of the calf, Xidi analyzed it based on the standards for evaluating meat, and shook her head, "It's been a long time since you exercised, right? It's much softer than when Roberta was there."

"Don't talk about girls' legs like that, they look like pig legs or mutton legs, senior brother." Irena raised her leg slightly and pushed her knee against her senior brother's abdomen.

Some small gestures of intimacy can eliminate the barriers of not seeing each other for a while.

"By the way, what's going on with senior brother's eyes?"

When the senior brother's short white hair reaches medium length, he should imitate his teacher's look, covering his right eye with slanted bangs. Only two people standing together can create a pair of eyes.

The right eye is now wrapped with a bandage.

"Well, some small changes will disappear after a while," Xi Di took off the bandage, revealing the golden one, "Don't worry."

For some reason, Irena suddenly remembered the purple-haired witch she saw some time ago. She also had a pair of golden eyes.

"That's good."

"On the contrary, Irena," Xi Di put the bandage back on, raised her chin, and gestured to the outside, "How did you start doing such a thing?"

It’s not that Irena is indifferent to her four bodies and five grains, but based on the understanding of her character, Irena should be more willing to use magic to deal with it than herself. It is fast, efficient and high. She won't resist physical work when needed.

——It’s true. When Xidi didn’t know about it, the Ash Witch worked part-time as the Ash Witch.

Twisting her fingers around her hair, Irena looked away sheepishly, "Well... there are various reasons, mainly because I can't turn a blind eye to those who need help."

Because she was ridiculed, her head was hot and she responded... She couldn't even say these words even if she tore her mouth apart. Isn't this exactly what a child is?Completely different from the mature and sensible traveler in my impression.

"Huh? Well, good boy."

Of course, these words could not fool Xi Di. He squinted his eyes, half amused and half condescending, and gently poked Irena's cheek like a child - his hands were cleaned.

All the familiar feelings are back. Except for the extra bandage, the senior brother is still the same as before, unchanged at all, which is really enviable.

"Tired?"

"Well, it's okay. I've also been working out during this time."

——Actually, I’m exhausted.

Xi Diming didn't know what to say and gently beat her calf.

The senior brothers and sisters played around for a while, and when Irena's mind became active and she was about to take advantage of the current atmosphere to say something, the door was pushed open again.

The mayor of the village here came in with a bottle in his arms. Well, this time it wasn't the one with Rosemary's Little Angel printed on it.

He glanced at the postures of the two of them, and there was nothing surprising about them. Although they looked about the same age, there was a sense of distance between them.

The bottle is the photo Xi Di has seen. Irena, covered in black energy, is now placed in front of the junior sister, feeling inexplicably happy.

Irena was also a little embarrassed.

"Can it be sold like this?"

"Use your strengths and avoid weaknesses. You won't be able to beat us head-on... I mean, each has its own strengths and weaknesses, so it's not easy to compete. The village here has decided on a different promotion strategy than the village opposite. Since the other side uses Rosemary's appearance as a selling point, we can just avoid them all. , more people will buy into Miss Witch’s charm!”

"...I feel like I've been underestimated." Irena's expression turned cold.

Hidi caressed her cheek to calm her down.

"Don't worry, Irena is very cute."

"Oh...senior brother..."

The girl lowered her head and said nothing.

"That's right!" The village chief nodded repeatedly, "For people with special quirks, it will definitely be the most popular thing!"

"...So are things made by girls so popular?"

Travelers who have not traveled far enough have yet to understand human diversity, in every sense of the word.

Immediately, another instinct made her start to care about another thing.

"If it's really that easy to sell..."

She began to think about whether she should go to some places to purchase goods, then label them as beautiful girls and sell them at a high price.

Xidi could tell what the junior sister was thinking at a glance and flicked her forehead.

But the fruits of Irena's labor... are a bit interesting. He doesn't drink, so it's okay to buy some for his collection, just like a parent collects embarrassing photos of their children. You can also give some to Uncle Vestia when you return.

It can also be used to make snacks and so on. Xidi will not make mistakes when it comes to judging the ingredients. This year's grapes feel good, or the ones in the past few years have been good, and the quality is better than those in previous years.

He asked, "How many of the grapes Irena stepped on made wine?"

"Senior brother!" The little girl twisted around and pressed her head against the senior brother's abdomen.

"I won't drink it, as a souvenir."

"That's not OK!"

"It's going to be sold anyway."

"This……"

The village chief looked at the interaction of the young people with a smile, and used his rich wine-making experience to make accurate judgments.

"For these, it's about half a barrel."

"So few." Irena blurted out.

"So I'll have a hard day tomorrow, hahaha."

"You are really not ashamed."

However, she had no intention of giving up. At least she had collected enough for one bucket. Otherwise, the next time she saw Rosemary, she would probably say something like, "A child's perseverance only goes so far. It's normal for a layman to not persevere." Bar.

Hmm?

Suddenly, a flash of light penetrated her mind.

Irena held her senior brother's waist up, rested her head on his shoulder, and asked.

"Mr. Village Chief, how much did you sell for that bottle of wine that you hold in your arms like a treasure?"

"Oh, there are quite a lot of them, so many of them are her works in the village opposite."

The two villages here and opposite follow the tradition. Although they produce together, the final products will be somewhat different, each with its own advantages and disadvantages, and they learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses.

Of course, there are basically a few fixed ones now.

After Irena learned about it, she said thoughtfully, "Even if there are only a few, and all come by one person...is she the kind of hamster that steps on a bamboo cage?"

Trampling a village's grapes alone?And I saw her selling wine today. In other words, she does everything from production to sales?

Rosemary, my super.

Xidi didn't understand the situation. He took a look at the bottle of the village chief's treasure and made a simple analysis from the photo.

"If you exercise and pedal all day long, your lower limbs will have obvious muscle lines."

"what?"

"So there's a high probability that she didn't step on it." Irena made an understatement.

The village chief was struck by thunder, and the calmness of the past could no longer be maintained.

"That kind of thing...don't want that kind of thing!"

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A certain woman said that lies never hurt, but the truth is the sharpest knife.

With revenge in mind, Miss Irena endured the pain in her legs and quietly walked to the opposite village to find out something.

This behavior was undoubtedly very rude. Xidi couldn't let her go alone, so she went with him. In the end, there was the village chief holding a wine bottle and saying, "Don't do that kind of thing."

Some people just won’t give up until they hit the wall.

……

The relationship between the village here and the village opposite was quite good in the previous generation. A few generations before that, they were one family. Later, they were separated due to different pursuits of wine. They were temporarily in a state of parting ways but not completely.

The village chief's generation used to run around the two villages when they were young, and they were very familiar with each other. Under the cover of dusk, the three of them quietly visited the brewery in the opposite village.

In fact, on the way here, seeing the ridiculous number of tools, Xidi made a positive judgment.

Even if the lady is a witch, so many containers must be solved by using magic from morning to night. This intensity is a bit difficult for him, unless there is a large enough container that he can solve at once.

"I haven't been here for a long time. The largest workshop is right in front, and the others seem to be abandoned..." The village chief also had a vague premonition.

The brewery is just a few steps away, but the village chief needs considerable courage to go out.

Irena didn't care about that. She didn't drink, she didn't have any weird hobbies, and she wasn't star-struck.

She just thought this was a good opportunity to make a fortune.

Different from the quietness of the village here, the brewery in the opposite village is still working, and there is a lively chant from inside——

"Hey hey hey hey!"

"One two! One two!"

It was full of energy, rough and heroic. Obviously, no matter how heroic a woman Miss Rosemary was, the possibility of making such a sound was zero.

Irena imitated the teacher's posture when stealing snacks, like a gray-haired mouse, leaning over and sneaking closer.

Her skillful behavior made Xi Di fall into deep thought. In the end, she didn't say anything and followed her.

This time it was a female voice, a very iconic three-part smile.

"Oh haha~ You losers, hurry up and work! Don't you want to sell wine with my label? The sales season is about to pass! Act quickly, faster!"

There were two strong men guarding the door. Serious production activities usually did not require this. Obviously, there was something wrong in their minds. Xidi let them fall into a dream and move on.

Irena finally touched the door, opened the gap and looked through.

A plump beauty was holding a glass, pouring out wine and preparing to enjoy it.

She wasn't stepping on grapes at all, so who was?

The answer had long been revealed, and there was only one person present who couldn't bear to accept it.

Anyone who drinks will not admit it.

Hidi came closer, pressing her head on Irena's shoulder, leaning in in a slightly awkward posture.

The little girl shook and said nothing.

Inside is the cruel truth.

A group of strong men were sweating profusely, working enthusiastically in the workshop, and performing "treading" while sweating.

If you want to mass-produce it, the "love-filled" sweet tapping of a girl is still too slow.

The village chief could no longer look directly at that word, biting his sleeve and crying.

The sweetness of grapes wafts out of the air inside, mixed with the slightly pungent smell of sweat, and a smell close to athlete's foot that is often carried by men who are not very clean. Finally, it mixes into a fulfilling smell of labor.

It’s just that the production environment is not quite right. At this level, it’s considered a food safety issue, right?

Although in the subsequent fermentation, this degree of influence will not be big, and the final stains will settle at the bottom and will not be filled and sold. There is no need to worry about certain impurities, but knowing is knowing, and some things will be difficult to make after the veil is unveiled. Stared straight.

The village chief began to vomit.

The noise here still attracted attention inside. In the commotion, Xi Di sighed, raised his hand, and used the shaping magic to create a hemp rope.

His junior sister was highly consistent with his movements.