After finishing lunch together in a friendly atmosphere, Qiong Xing and the others were invited by Naz's kindness to look around the workshop.
"I've never seen this before, but it looks like very hard work."
Large barrels filled with many kinds of alcohol were lined up all over the room.
He did not know the details of how it was made, but thinking that Naz handled all of this by himself, it must be extremely heavy labor.
When Qiong Xing smiled and said it was impressive, Naz blushed shyly and lowered his head.
"I-I only make it. I-I leave the selling to my uncle, so it's not amazing at all…"
"It's more than enough. And it isn't a bad thing to leave what you cannot do to someone who can. People say that everyone has their proper role. And besides—"
"And besides?"
Qiong Xing glanced toward Duzy and smiled.
"Your uncle seems happy about it. It's important to work hard on your own, but sometimes it's also necessary to rely on someone."
