Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 1206 - 381: Duke Wu’an, Brewing Wine

Chapter 1206: Chapter 381: Duke Wu’an, Brewing Wine

To ensure that the newly planted fruit trees from the last year could grow healthily, only three to five fruits were kept on each tree during the harvest time. The fruit harvested from over twenty orchards this time was even less than that from a single chicken farm.

The fruit trees in the chicken farm had grown into big trees. Other than pruning unnecessary branches and leaves at the beginning of the year, there was no further control over the number of fruits they produced. This time, a total of 600,000 jin of fruits were harvested. All the fruits combined weighed over one million jin. Next year, this number could increase at least fivefold, reaching five million jin.

"These fifty baskets of fruit have the best appearance and are to be sent to the Imperial palace. If you don’t have any other arrangements for the rest, I’ll transport them all to the winery to brew them into wine as soon as possible," Mo Yan said, pointing to the assorted fruits piled separately in the yard, to Yan Junyu.

Yan Junyu casually picked a crabapple from the pile of fruit and wiped it with his handkerchief before biting into it. The juice, sweet with a hint of sourness, spread through his mouth and seemed to turn into a stream of clarity, slowly reaching the meridians throughout his body after passing through the stomach, invigorating his spirit.

He nodded slightly, but his words perplexed Mo Yan, "Swap these fruits for ones of slightly inferior appearance!"

"Why?" Mo Yan asked. "Shouldn’t we pick out the best to send to the palace?"

Eating the crabapple leisurely, Yan Junyu gave Mo Yan a look that said, "You’re really naive." "The quality of this year’s fruit is better than last year’s, but can you guarantee that next year’s will match this year’s? If not, what would you have me send to the Imperial palace?"

Once she heard this, Mo Yan quickly understood. Even though she knew that with Spirit Spring Water, the quality of the fruit wouldn’t be poor, these things couldn’t be known by anyone. She could only nod and follow Yan Junyu’s plan, "Later, I’ll pick another batch, and from now on, we’ll use this quality."

Seeing that Mo Yan understood his intention, Yan Junyu didn’t say more and pointed to the other large part of the fruit. "Leave ten baskets for me; you can arrange the rest as you see fit."

Mo Yan didn’t ask what Yan Junyu wanted the ten baskets of fruit for and simply instructed her people to move ten baskets originally destined for the Imperial palace into the cart.

This time, Yan Junyu left the Mo Family without staying for a meal for the first time. Once the fruit that needed to be transported was loaded onto the cart, he left behind a one thousand taels of silver note and returned to Jing City.

Mo Yan, surprised by Yan Junyu’s unusual behavior, included it in her letter to Xiao Ruiyuan. It wasn’t until she received a reply in the evening that she learned something neither big nor small had happened at Wu An’s Mansion that made him not in the mood to linger and enjoy himself.

"A stroke can be either mild or severe. I wonder how the renowned Duke Wu’an is doing now," Mo Yan muttered, stroking Mao Tuan’s ears. She had never met Duke Wu’an but had heard many heroic stories about him.

If Xiao Ruiyuan was Great Chu’s youngest Great General and most revered War God, then Duke Wu’an was the formidable War God of forty years ago, also deeply respected by both the ruler of the country and the heartfelt reverence of the people.

Unfortunately, even heroes face twilight. A few nights ago, Duke Wu’an suddenly suffered a stroke and became unconscious. Although he was rescued by several Imperial Physicians, he was left half-paralyzed and could barely speak clearly. According to those physicians, the chance of a full recovery was extremely slim. With proper care, he might live another three to five years.

Originally, Yan Junyu wanted to ask Doctor Gui to help, but Doctor Gui had already left Jing City earlier this year to wander the world. His whereabouts were unpredictable, and no one knew where he was. Yan Junyu sent people to look for him but couldn’t find him.

The suddenness of Duke Wu’an’s illness suggested it might have been triggered by some provocation. Xiao Ruiyuan and Yan Junyu were good friends. Without Yan Junyu stating it explicitly, he didn’t ask further, only guessing that it might be related to the wife of Duke Wu’an and Second Master Yan since both had been placed under house arrest by Yan Junyu after Duke Wu’an’s collapse, forbidden from stepping outside their rooms or seeing anyone.

With the Mid-Autumn Festival just a few days away and Yan Junyu likely unable to participate, Mo Yan felt a slight regret. As Yan Junyu’s business partner and also holding the status of a County Lord, it was only proper for her to visit Duke Wu’an.

Just then, Xue tuanzi suddenly spoke up in Space, "Yanyan, I agree with you going. Someone like Duke Wu’an often carries great fortune. If you can heal him, who knows, you might be able to upgrade Space a level directly, just like that Xiao lad."