Chapter 421: The Struggling Fruit Farmer
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Chapter 421: The Struggling Fruit Farmer
Duwa stood by the edge of the field, gazing at the golden bubble fruits hanging in clusters from the branches, and let out a heavy sigh, his heart weighed down by worry.
Golden bubble fruits were a specialty of Cusco!
Shaped like stacked bubbles, they grew in bunches on the branches, turning a brilliant gold when ripe, resembling the hues of sunset. They could be eaten fresh, dried into preserves, or used to brew wine—a particularly exquisite drink, both sweet and tart, with a mildly intoxicating allure. A cup of it during the harsh winter could ward off the cold, making it an essential for surviving the bitter frost.
Duwa stood by the edge of the field, gazing at the golden bubble fruits hanging in clusters from the branches, and let out a heavy sigh, his heart weighed down by worry.
Golden bubble fruits were a specialty of Cusco!
Shaped like stacked bubbles, they grew in bunches on the branches, turning a brilliant gold when ripe, resembling the hues of sunset. They could be eaten fresh, dried into preserves, or used to brew wine—a particularly exquisite drink, both sweet and tart, with a mildly intoxicating allure. A cup of it during the harsh winter could ward off the cold, making it an essential for surviving the bitter frost.
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