The vineyard of the Golden Oak winery was several times larger than that of the West Winery. It occupied two hills and a Valley. Rows of Semillon grape trees, which had been replanted last year, were neatly arranged and extended into the distance. It was a spectacular sight.
A worker was waiting at the entrance of the vineyard. When he saw Old West and his group, he immediately greeted them.
Xia ruofei also recognized this worker named Harrison. Harrison used to be an employee of the West Winery and was one of Old West's more capable workers. He also had a lot of experience in growing grapes, so Old West had sent him here to be in charge of harvesting grapes.
"Harrison!" Old West came up and asked,"where are those grape trees?"
"Uncle Wester, you'll be able to see it after crossing this Hill. That area was originally prepared to be harvested in the next two days." Harrison said.
"Go! Take us to see it!" Old West said.