Definitely Not a Witch

A heartwarming daily life farming novel, occasionally also a passionate epic.

Spears spread across the wilderness like a thriving forest. Glorious knights march in formation, and countless bl...

Chapter 103 The Festival is Approaching

A few days later, the Nisos family's winery started working again. With the assistance of the Tisiphone family, they recently got some orders and the workshop was bustling with activity.

"What? Didn't the Chamber of Commerce representative say last time that the salary would be increased? Why is it even less than before?"

When the day came to pay the wages, some employees shouted in dissatisfaction.

"Why are you yelling? Don't you know what the situation is? Look at those newcomers. They work harder than you, but they don't get paid as much. If you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will."

The Chamber of Commerce manager who distributed the money stood on the platform to explain, with several armored guards standing beside him.

Some of the employees below were still somewhat dissatisfied. At this time, several leaders of the previous protest stood up and spoke to smooth things over.

"Everyone calm down. Xifeng is at war, and the Chamber of Commerce is having a hard time. It's not easy for everyone. Just hold on for a while."

The hired workers who were originally preparing to cause trouble were suddenly discouraged when they saw these leaders starting to speak for the Chamber of Commerce. Moreover, it was indeed easy for the workshop to recruit people nowadays, so they did not dare to be as bold as before. They could only complain a few words and then walk away.

Grete looked at this bizarre scene, and became furious, ready to question his companions who had gone on strike with him before.

A thick palm pressed on his shoulder, a wrinkled face shook his head at him, and then forcibly pulled him away.

"Grete, I know you mean well."

"But some people are not as noble as you. It's too dangerous for you to continue making trouble." The old man from the winery said dissuadingly.

“How dare they…”

Who could have imagined that the companions who had just fought against the oppression of the Chamber of Commerce were bribed in the blink of an eye.

Gretel clenched her fists, suppressing the anger in her heart.

"I'd like to ask how much money they received from the Nissus Chamber of Commerce."