While Loran Hill was obsessed with researching new things, Melu also swept away the disagreements in the family with lightning speed. At the dinner of the meeting that day, the uncles in the family "voluntarily" handed over their power and business, and were arranged by the host family to stay at the headquarters to continue recuperating.

Teams of messengers and personnel departed from the Helis headquarters, heading for the various branches. Numerous personnel changes occurred across the branches, with some being replaced by people sent by the main family, while others were directly promoted from unrelated individuals who had previously been marginalized. Suddenly, the Helis family's style was revitalized, as if it had shed excess fat and was now lightly equipped for battle. The vacant positions also inspired those who had previously been frustrated, giving them hope, and the entire chamber of commerce was revitalized.

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Nisos's house, winery.

The brick and stone brewery, with wooden beams, is a busy scene with piled goods, neatly stacked barrels, and huge wine vats.

Some staff kept putting boxes of grapes on the table, and a group of women and children began to pick them, picking out the unripe, small, rotten, moldy, and debris ones and throwing them away.

Another group of people crushed the selected grapes and put them into wine vats. Waves of fruity aroma began to spread in the factory, and the wine vats were filled with crushed grape fragments, skins and juice.

One of the teenagers was also working hard. He wore a mask and special gloves, and kept crushing some grapes and putting them in a large bowl. When the bowl was full of grape crumbs, he poured it into the vat. There were many workers standing beside him, some old and some young, but he was the youngest.

The workers in these breweries work from morning to night, with only an hour's break at noon. They basically have no vacations. If they ask for temporary leave, they will inevitably be deducted from their wages. Although it is hard work, many people still flock to it. After all, they can earn more than a dozen silver coins a month, which is much better than farming at home.

As it was getting close to evening, the boy felt a little tired, so he found an empty wine barrel and moved it over, then sat on it and continued working.

"Bud." An aunt next to him gestured for him to get down and not sit.

The boy was a little confused. This didn't affect his work, but the aunt continued.

"It's not nice to work like this. If people see you, they'll gossip about you."

Then let the boy come down and remind him that the person in charge would probably say something like "You look so comfortable" if he saw it.

As a last resort, the boy obediently got down from the wine barrel, stretched his sore legs and waist, and then continued to work.

At night, huge candlesticks light up, illuminating the brick and stone factory. Several employees lift the wine vats and pour them into the huge filter funnel next to them. The funnel is padded with several layers of gauze, and the purple-red grape juice slowly flows out through the gauze.

After seeing that it was almost done, several employees gathered the gauze and squeezed it continuously to squeeze out the remaining juice. Finally, they got a jar of slightly clear grape juice. After closing the lid of the jar and letting it stand, the group started to go off work.

"Are you done? Hurry up, if you go too late, Granny Dela's cakes will be sold out."

One of the uncles started to urge them. He was covered in stains, and the smell of sweat and grape juice mixed together was a bit unpleasant, but no one laughed at him because everyone was the same.

"Wait, finish covering this and come back, otherwise old man Aibu will deduct money again if he sees it tomorrow."

"That old guy is always finding fault. I don't know who he's doing it for."

"That's right, I don't see the Nisos family giving him more money, and they're doing it in such a disgusting way, deducting money in various ways."

"Maybe he just likes this feeling. Don't you see how he acts like a noble lord every time he has an examination? He's so arrogant."

"It's done. Let's go get some meat tonight."

"Tsk, are you treating me? I can't afford it."

"It's okay. I'll treat you."

"No, Manda, when have you been so generous? Could something have happened again?"

"Oh, you'll know later."

Several workers from the brewery walked away arm in arm, leaving only one worker on duty. He locked the door and blew out most of the candles, leaving only a small amount of lighting. After that, he took out some dry biscuits and put them in the hot soup to soften them slowly. After eating, he lay down on the table and took a nap. The night was still long.

Bud, who worked in the factory during the day, also dragged his tired body back to his residence. This was a relatively remote corner of Hopeland. Dirty and messy was a true portrayal of this area. There were no lights at night, and one could only smell the garbage and dead fish on the street.

In the middle of a small square, there is a well. Not far away is a low house. An old man is leaning against the doorpost with his eyes half closed and half awake.

Bud walked forward to fetch some water, but the barrel was heavy and he could only pull up half of it.

He pulled the rough rope tightly, the burrs on the rope were a bit prickly, and then the old wooden barrel slowly rose up, shaking.

"What are you doing?" A hoarse voice sounded behind him, like a ghost. Bud was startled and the rope in his hand loosened. The barrel fell rapidly. Pulling the rope rubbed his hand and it felt a little painful. He hurriedly grabbed the thick rope again and looked back.

The old man leaning against the door had woken up. He opened his cloudy, dark yellow eyes and stared at Bud, looking as creepy as a dead man.

"I...I'll get some water to drink and rinse my body." Bud said tremblingly, a little scared.

"Where... do you live?" the old man continued to ask.

"I live in the red clay house behind the beech tree in the west. I just came here a few days ago. Grandma Nante introduced me to it." The boy said a little nervously.

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