Zhao Tiezhu spread his hands and said, "We only have an acre of grapes. Even if I wanted to give you more, there have to be enough vines to produce them, right? I can only say I'll go back to the village and check the situation; I can't give you a guarantee!"
A clever housewife cannot cook without rice—the harvest is limited by what is planted!
The light in Qiu Shiqing’s eyes dimmed, and she sighed helplessly. "Alright. These grapes clearly aren't easy to cultivate. If anyone else had brought them to me, I really wouldn’t have believed it." She added, "It’s too busy here, so I won't keep you. When things settle down, I’ll treat you to a meal."
Chapter 117