What Ding Chenzhi said is that the neighbors are adjacent to the orchard.

Because everyone works in the fruit fields all year round, they have to patrol every now and then to prevent theft of bad intentions and prevent the chaos of demon-turned pests.

If you encounter a natural disaster year, you will stay longer.

It was because of my familiarity in the field that I bowed my head all day long but didn’t look up, so I called each other neighbors.

But their caves were far apart, and the monks preferred to live alone. The territory of Jinlu Winery was filled with mountains and forests. No one except Taoist couples wanted to live next to each other.

Ding Xing followed Ding Chenzhi to the field and saw a middle-aged woman wearing a headscarf in the vineyard on the left, passing through the path among the vines, carefully checking the growth of the spirit fruits. In addition, there was a little fat man like a meat ball, carrying a bamboo basket and following her happily.

When Ding woke up, it was spring when he came to the winery. Three months passed in a flash. Now it is late summer, and some spiritual fruits are coming to the harvest period.

The number of times Zhuangmin came to the field has increased significantly.

On the right is an orchard that is suspected to be strawberries. Dan Xing was not sure that those bright red spirit fruits must be strawberries. The main reason is that they are too big, each one looks like an egg, with thorns on the surface, which looks a bit like mortal strawberries, but has a different shape.

These days, Ding Xing has been practicing the "Heavy Frost Method". He only occasionally heard Ding Chen mention it, but he has not yet formally practiced it.

"Senior Brother Ding is also here in the fields!"

Ding Xing had just stood by the garden and saw the middle-aged woman coming out of the vineyard on the left. She was wearing coarse cloth wear-resistant clothes, in her forties, and did not pay much attention to appearance. She was obviously the kind of hard-working housekeeper woman.

Ding Xing has a good impression of her, because in his hometown, Taining Town, Ding Xing often comes into contact with similar women, who work on oil, salt, sauce and vinegar all day long, and has the problem of nagging:

"Next month, Shaogong's white fat cellar will be opened. Should Senior Brother Ding send a batch of wine and fruits in?"

There are only five sparse spiritual veins in Jinlu Winery, and there are five spiritual veins for wine refining, which are held by five seniors in the Xuanfei period. Every time they open the cellar, they will accept a group of private wine from the villagers and sacrifice to the cellar together.

The "Liuxia Wine" that Ding Chenzhi gave Ding Xing was refined in Shaogong's white fat cellar.

Shao Gong's surname is Meng and his name is Shao. His life is the best in the winery, so the people of the village respectfully call him Shao Gong.

Jinlu Winery has been founded for three hundred years. The original founder was a couple, with the husband’s surname Wu and the wife’s surname Meng. Therefore, the winery has the largest number of people and the highest status is the Wu Meng tribe, and the rest are all married alone.

The middle-aged woman is a member of the Meng family.

Ding Chenzhi stood and talked to her, and sent Ding Xing to his orange orchard for inspection.

The fat man with a bamboo basket on his back seemed extremely excited when he saw Ding Xing, his peer, and chased after him with one arrow and disappeared among the orange trees with Ding Xing.

"My name is Meng Xiaotang. You are Ding Xing, the grandson of Master Ding? My mother said, we are both average, we are all twelve years old this year. How many months did you have a baby?"

Meng Xiaotang's temperament is obviously as good as his mother.

When Ding Xing paired Meng Xiaotang's face, Wu Tiande's fierce look appeared in his mind. He didn't like fat people, so he couldn't get up to the interest of chatting. He casually said "Hello" and stopped saying anything and walked forward silently.

Meng Xiaotang didn't mind: "What kind of magic has Mr. Ding taught you? My father is the best at fighting and is famous for his fighting skills. Otherwise, he wouldn't be a law enforcement officer in the village. He recently passed on my frost blade technique, which makes it easy to kill pests!"

With just a few words, Ding Xing heard that this fat man Meng Xiaotang actually had a problem of bragging.

When Ding Xing was in his hometown, he never mentioned to his playmates of the same age how rich his father was and how powerful his uncle was.

When Ding Xing saw Meng Xiaotang likes to boast, he asked casually: "What kind of grape is the grape you planted in your family?"

Anyway, it’s better to take the opportunity to learn about the common sense of spiritual fruits.

"You don't even know the type of spiritual fruit? Oh, you just came to the winery, I guess Mr. Ding didn't have time to teach you!" Meng Xiaotang was not mocking.

The reason why he was happy at this moment was because he had the opportunity to show off: "My family has a total of 60 acres of orchard, and the 30 acres of green glue grapes are grown in the south. They are ripe every year. If eaten alone, this grape can strengthen the body and be able to refine the 'green glue big qu' in wine. The medicinal effect is to replenish real blood loss.

The thirty acres of purple radish are planted in the north. They are ripe every three years. Peel this spiritual fruit and apply it to the face to warm the skin. I don’t need to mention the effect of the “Purple Rouchun” refined with them!”

Ding Xing just understood: "Warming the skin should make your appearance beautiful. Can this kind of spiritual wine keep your face?"

Meng Xiaotang nodded: "Drink it all year round and maintain the green face all year round! The top ten best-selling spiritual wines in our winery include my 'Purple Lotus Spring'!"

He did not speak in full, and if he didn't drink his wine, he would still grow old.

This is also the difference between spiritual wine and spiritual pills. The stagnant wine in the cultivation world is temporary, and the stagnant pill is permanent. However, the stagnant pill is not easy to refine. It takes hundreds of years of heat to find it. Where can I find it? It is difficult to find it! The herbs that have been overwhelmed by the monks.

Therefore, even if the effect of the Guanyan wine is lacking, it is still very popular. Meng Xiaotang does not tell any lies about this.

"My home's Liuxia is also very popular." Ding Xing looked around the orange tree nearby. The fruits were as big as fists, with flame patterns on the surface. The appearance looked extremely extraordinary, but the effect was not much. This kind of "huofeng orange" could only be used to refine fasting wine.

"That's right! As fasting, everyone has to eat. There will always be monks who buy it, so there will be no need to worry about sales!" Meng Xiaotang curled his lips: "But the fasting spirit pill and spiritual wine can be refined by a monk, and it can't be sold at a price!"

Ding Xing was a little uncomfortable with Meng Xiaotang's showing: "My family has a wealth of wealth and is not short of money, so it doesn't matter!" After saying that, he climbed up an orange tree, raised his right arm high, grabbed the branches and leaves at the top of the tree, fixed himself on the tree, and deliberately distanced the two of them.

Meng Xiaotang raised his head and shouted to him: "The money in your family is all yellow and white, and it is worthless in the world of immortal cultivation!"

This sentence made Ding Xing confused: "Gold and silver are the world, money is money, how can you not be spent? Don't think that you can scare me just after I entered the bank."

"I'm scaring you? There's no benefit in scaring you, why should I scare you!" Meng Xiaotang raised her cuffs, lowered her head, and searched in the sleeves, muttering: "Wait, I'll show you the money now, so that you can open your eyes, so that I won't say I'll lie to you again!"

Ding Xing glanced at him and thought to himself that the clothes of ordinary people were all big cuffs, specifically used to hold things. Is it the same for monks in the immortal world?

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt a squirming feeling coming from his palm. He was startled, then let go of his arms and jumped off the tree branch.

Ding Chenzhi told him many times that there are pests in the orchard. These pests are completely different from mortal insects because they feed on spiritual fruits and eat too much, and they are already spiritual.

Ding Xing thought he had just caught a pest, but when he looked up at the position where he grabbed his hands, it was empty. Even if he conducted a detailed search of the entire tree, no abnormalities were found.

He thought it was because of his sensitive palms, so he immediately threw this little thing away.

But he didn't know that when Meng Xiaotang took out the money for him to appreciate, when the two of them were talking and laughing, a leaf on the top of the tree instantly turned into a silkworm, moved its position in the air, and escaped to the adjacent tree like lightning, possessed a branch, and turned into a leaf shape, and then fell into silence.
Chapter completed!