Heaven-defying Shuangjue arrogant concubine

Chapter 37 Lingshui Village

As soon as he left the entrance of the tavern, the silver ticket had already entered Mo Xintong's space.

"Miss, you are really amazing!" Ke'er was listening to it in a daze just now, and the money had already been received before the wine was brewed.

Apart from her young lady, who else has the ability to do this?Ke'er cast all her admiration for her young lady.

"Learn a little bit, I'll be in the academy later, and I'll have to rely on you for these things." Mo Xintong was indeed a little worried about Ke'er, but fortunately, the craft of making wine is not complicated, and the rhythm can be mastered quickly.

"Let's go, let's go buy grapes." We must hurry up to brew, otherwise the amount of three hundred catties a month will not be enough.

The two wandered around, and finally settled on a stall in the corner. A woman squatted in the corner, with two big blue grapes in front of her.

"Grandma, your grapes are so fresh, did you grow them yourself?" Mo Xintong squatted down and asked her, these grapes were covered with a layer of white dew, and they seemed so fresh at first glance, maybe they were grown by themselves.

Furthermore, I don't buy a catty or two catties occasionally, once or twice.

In the future, we will need to purchase in large quantities, and we must ensure that the quantity is large and fresh.

In this case, it is necessary to find a source of goods like a vineyard.

And will those vendors tell you?The answer is impossible.

Grandma gnawed on two steamed buns, her face was covered with white flowers, her face was wrinkled, and her muscles were thin.

It is impossible to come out to find work at this age, unless it is grown by her family?Can't finish it?Maybe still short of money?
Therefore, buying from her is mutually beneficial for both parties, killing two birds with one stone.

Although Mo Xintong is not a bodhisattva, as long as it is within his ability, if he does not suffer a disadvantage, and he is pleasing to the eye, he will help if he can.

"I planted it myself." Grandma replied.

"Grandma, how much can you pick every day?" Mo Xintong wanted to check her supply.

"How much do you want? Everyone in our village grows grapes, and we can't eat them all. We sell them and no one buys them, so we just waste them." Mo Xintong was shocked, so much, what a pity to waste it!

"Grandma, I've bought all your grapes, can you take me to your village later?" Mo Xintong still felt that this might be another opportunity.

"Okay, young master, our place is relatively remote, it's a bit far away!" Grandma is very grateful, she has put it up all morning, but no one cares about it, this young man will cover everything when he comes, it is a lie to say that he is not moved.

Because grapes are not easy to sell, people in the village are reluctant to come out to sell grapes, and young people are willing to go to the town to find work.

But those grapes are left by the ancestors, and they grow better every year, and they cannot be shoveled away.

The meaning of the ancestors is that even if they are poor and have no rice to cook, they can still have a grape to eat and will not starve to death.

Mo Xintong temporarily put the grapes he bought from Grandma in the shop of Gold Shopkeeper, and then followed Grandma back to the village.

After walking for about an hour from the town, I vaguely saw the entrance of the village.

"Grandma, it's hard to find here." If Grandma didn't lead the way, I wouldn't even be able to find it here.

At the entrance of the village, there is an old stone tablet on the right that says "Lingshui Village".

Entering Lingshui Village, one can see that it is really a village forgotten by God, surrounded by mountains, broken walls and messy tiles.

Look at every household again, the old, sick and disabled are looking after their children in the yard.

Those who work with their backs to the sky and their faces to the ground are all women, and there is no young man in sight.

(End of this chapter)