Farm Girl's Manor-Chapter 1317: Final - Ending Two_4

Mo Ru rubbed her swollen temples as Mo Yan continued, with pen in one hand and abacus beads in the other, calculating accounts at a breathtaking speed.

"Yanyan, just let me cast a curse on them, I swear it won’t harm them at all," Xue tuanzi complained discontentedly, seeing that Mo Yan was too busy to even talk to him.

"Even if there’s no harm, it’s still wrong to do that. Stop thinking about it," Mo Yan refused Xue tuanzi’s suggestion without a second thought.

This creature could be considered the embodiment of merit, but it stubbornly learned various "underhanded and crooked" spells! Okay, calling it underhanded and crooked might be an overstatement, but the fact that it could control people’s thoughts was a terrifying notion.

In Mo Yan’s memory, it seemed that only the great villains in mythological stories possessed this ability and used it to harm others at will.

"Hmph, I offered to help you and you’re not even happy about it. Don’t come to me next time you’re in trouble," Xue tuanzi huffed arrogantly, deciding not to speak to this ungrateful master for a decade.

What’s wrong with curses? They can be good or bad, too! Could the curses cast by him, Xue tuanzi, really be the same as those unscrupulous spells?

Seeing that Xue tuanzi genuinely intended to ignore her, Mo Yan felt helpless and wanted to explain patiently, but she didn’t know how to say it. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

The little one’s curses indeed had no physical harm; the people who were cursed would only be punished if they betrayed their master, and the master would detect it. If they were loyal, they could share in the master’s good fortune. Of course, if the master was unfortunate, they would also be unlucky.

She didn’t want Xue tuanzi to cast curses on Lizhong and the others because, firstly, she couldn’t get over it psychologically. These were all living people, and their thoughts shouldn’t be controlled by someone else, regardless of whether they were good or bad.

Secondly, she knew very well that controlling a person’s thoughts was not as effective as finding a way to control their heart. She had the Space, so living a long life was not a problem, but what about after a hundred years?

A hundred years later, she would no longer be in the world, and Xue tuanzi would follow her, but the Mo Family would still have descendants. By then, what method could they use to permanently control the thoughts of others?

If such practices were overdone, would her descendants think that people’s hearts couldn’t change and that their own people would always be loyal to them? If they harbored such thoughts, it wouldn’t be long before a family faced extinction.

She sincerely hoped that the Mo Family would endure for hundreds of years, a thousand years, or even longer, like the Cui family, but the continuation and prosperity of a family were never sustained by external forces like curses.

Noticing that Xue tuanzi was still sulking on his own, Mo Yan shook her head with a smile and decided not to bother with him, redirecting her attention to the accounts.

The dozen or so types of fruit wine were favored by most people at the Legitimate Imperial Grandson’s full moon celebration, and after more than two thousand boxes were distributed to the Ministers’ residences, the winery’s orders surged. In just the latter half of the month alone, they sold an additional two thousand boxes, depleting one-tenth of the inventory.

After entering November, the fervor decreased slightly, but the sales were stable, with an average of eighty boxes sold each day. Most were bought for personal consumption, and many as gifts for family and friends during the new year.

Fruit wine was a novelty, and its quality couldn’t be faulted; becoming a hit in Jing City was only a matter of time. However, at this rate, they would sell out this year’s batch before the new year, leaving nothing to sell before next year’s vintage was ready.

While good business was certainly positive, having nothing to sell for ten months wasn’t ideal. Mo Yan thought for a moment and decided to impose a sales limit, offering only ten boxes a day, first come first served. Firstly, this ensured they’d have wine to sell before the new vintage next year, and secondly, this method of "starvation sales" would maintain the novelty and mystique of the fruit wine.