A farming master in Stardew Valley

Chapter 630 Giving Gifts
"discharge."

After talking with Leon, Django shouted to the truck driver and another staff member who was traveling with him. The two of them quickly opened the truck compartment, one on the truck and the other under the truck, and began to carry the boxes and bottles down.

Each box was made of wood. Lyon opened the lid of one of the boxes. Inside was a nine-square grid. In each grid was a wine bottle with an oak cork still on it.

The boxes are not small. According to this situation, 1000 bottles are 99 boxes, so the truck compartment is packed full.

Lyon tried it and found that the system backpack could indeed hold a whole box, and when it came to holding a second box, it could also be stacked. He immediately stopped the two staff members from moving it and directly began to put the wine boxes into the system backpack remotely.

This efficiency is much faster than transportation. In less than a minute, the truck compartment was emptied. Exactly one hundred boxes were stacked in the system backpack, occupying one backpack grid.

"It's a pity that you have a fertile farm. Otherwise, with your skills, I would definitely not be able to help but offer you an employment contract and sign you as a valuables transportation specialist for our Far Traveling Chamber of Commerce." Seeing Leon's actions, Django said enviously.

"Oh? How much can it be offered?" Lyon was quite interested in this.

"Five percent of the total value of the goods," Jiang Ge replied. "Goods that the Chamber of Commerce considers valuables are worth at least a million dollars. Five percent is at least 5WG, which is a good profit."

"They are so wealthy and powerful, worthy of being the Far Travel Chamber of Commerce. I admit that I am tempted."

A freight trip can earn you at least 5WG. It would be a lie for Lyon to say he is not jealous.

"This kind of cargo transportation takes too long and involves certain risks, so I think it would be better for Mr. Lyon to just focus on running the Red Star Farm. I believe that for something like phone bills, Mr. Lyon's farm output alone is not worth the price. Why put yourself in danger?" Django scratched his head awkwardly, then worried that Lyon really wanted to try it, and quickly added.

"Hahaha, just kidding, but I didn't expect anyone would be interested in the goods of the Far Traveling Chamber of Commerce." Lyon was just envious. He wouldn't be happy to do it if he really did. After all, freight transportation is not a fun job.

There is also the threat of ruthless people who dare to attack the Far Traveling Chamber of Commerce, but Lyon is not that interested in excitement.

"This world isn't peaceful. Besides monsters, those lawless elements don't care about order either. Pirates of all sizes are still roaming the Gem Sea." Django complained helplessly, "Business isn't doing well for the Chamber of Commerce either."

"I understand. Thank you, Mr. Jiang Ge, for coming to deliver the bottles this time. I hope that the Far Travel Chamber of Commerce will continue to help me sell the products in the future."

"This is our business. Mr. Lyon, you're too polite. The goods have been delivered. I actually suggested that you unpack and inspect the goods, but that seems quite troublesome. If you find any damage to the boxes or problems with the bottles later, please contact me immediately. I will replace them with new boxes and bottles. I won't stay any longer. I have other work to attend to."

After a brief chat, Jiang Ge said goodbye.

"Don't worry, wait for me, just a few minutes."

Leon hurriedly stopped Django, then ran into the wooden house, took out a box, took out a bottle of wine from it, placed the bottle mouth under the wine outlet of the combination barrel, turned on the valve, and watched the gray-brown wine flow out and into the bottle.

The air began to fill with the distinct aroma of coconut and alcohol. A small modular barrel was completely drained, filling a full bottle. "Coconut Wine (Artisan Item): Wine brewed from fresh coconuts. It can be left in the cellar to continue fermenting, or consumed directly. (Please consume responsibly!)"

After the filling was completed, Leon saw the system's prompt, proving that the system had determined that this was already a complete bottle of wine.

Leon sniffed it and found that it was quite fragrant and there was nothing strange about it. He immediately put the cork back into the bottle, took the bottle of coconut wine out of the cabin, and handed it to Django.

"This is the first bottle of fruit wine from Red Star Farm as a gift for Mr. Django's help. I hope you don't mind."

"It's very meaningful. Thank you, Mr. Lyon, for your gift." Django accepted the bottle of wine with both hands, flattered. He then said to Lyon, "Although I really want to keep it, as Mr. Lyon's supervisor, I still plan to go back and call the wine tasters from the Far Travel Chamber of Commerce to share this fine wine for grading and determining the price. I hope Mr. Lyon can understand."

"The right to deal with the things that are sent out is naturally in your hands. You can do whatever you want." Lyon was not surprised by this. After all, the taste and mouthfeel of the wine are the manifestation of its value. Django did this for Lyon's consideration.

"I'm glad you understand. I will inform Mr. Lyon of the evaluation and results after the wine tasting. I hope Mr. Lyon won't mind the objective evaluation of the wine tasters by then." Django reminded him.

"If there is something wrong, I will correct it. If there is nothing wrong, I will learn from it. I will naturally not be disgusted when professionals give me advice. Instead, I feel that I have gained something." Lyon replied with a smile.

"Hahaha, Mr. Lyon is indeed a gentleman. I'll go back first. I wish you a happy life." After Django complimented Lyon, he called the staff he brought with him and left the Red Star Farm.

Lyon watched the truck leave, then returned to the cabin and continued to fill the remaining 20 barrels of wine into bottles.

The color of coconut wine is brown, and that of cactus wine is dark green. They look a little worse than the color of wine, but judging from the smell, Lyon thinks they are not much worse than ordinary wine.

There were twenty bottles of both types of fruit wine, and Lyon didn't seal them in a box, but put them directly in his backpack.

Then I left the house, got on my bike, and chose the northern foothills, Linus's tent as my first destination.

Leon was surprised to see no trace of Linus inside or outside the tent, but standing on the hillside and looking down, Leon quickly noticed Linus, whose white hair and bright yellow raincoat suit stood out against the green surroundings.

He turned the car around and headed towards where Linus was. As soon as Leon arrived, Linus turned around and tried to run away.

"Don't run away, old man. I'm not here to ask for your help. I'm here to give you a gift!"

Leon hurriedly shouted at Linus, saying that God knew why he ran away the first time he saw him. Leon didn't remember that he had ever made things difficult for him.

(End of this chapter)