Chapter 1580

"Oh"

McGonagall jumped back a big step, looked up at Irene who didn't know when she was on the doorstep, her face changed slightly, like a little man who had just stepped into the red light district and was caught by his wife on the spot, forced to smile: "to tell you the truth... I really came to learn how to make wine today."

"Oh, man." Irina felt a wine gourd from somewhere, unscrewed the lid and took a sip of wine.

Beauty drinking to the moon is a wonderful sight.

Unfortunately, McGonagall didn't know how to appreciate it.

He's really here to learn how to make wine. After all, the task of systematically learning how to make rum has not been completed. He will go back tomorrow. Can't he rush to learn it tonight.

"Where do you really go and learn? Why didn't I find you love learning so much before?" Elena put down the gourd and looked down at Meg's eyes.

"Learning is something we need to persist in all our lives, so that we can keep up with the progress of the times." McGonagall said.

"Who said that?"

"Zhou Shuren."

"Who is he?"

"Lu Xun."

"Who is Lu Xun?"

"A man who said that learning medicine can't save China."

"Medics are really useless. Not everyone can photograph people with chairs like me."

McGonagall said, "that's why I'm here today. The girl in here is the best winemaker in the Falk tribe and the best one in Nolan. We're going back tomorrow. I have to learn how to make rum from her tonight."

"Well, even if you really want to do something else, I will not stop you, as long as you have the courage." Elena jumped out of the door, landed directly in front of MEG, looked at him and said, "what are you going to do with that guy?"

"Take a hemp bag and take it back first. When you enter the city, you say it's a specialty. It should be no problem." MEG thought about it.

"That's fine. I'll go out tonight and bring some special products back." Irina nodded and turned away.

"With what?" MEG confirmed, looking at Elena's back.

"Before I came here, I heard that some guys in twilight forest like collecting fairy maids." Irina said and disappeared.

Soon, outside the FAK tribe, a huge purple and gold beast came and disappeared.

"What kind of love is there? I like maids and elves." MEG sighed. It seems that the twilight forest won't be very quiet tonight.

"Dudu..."

MEG came up and knocked.

After a while, as soon as the door opened, a fragrant wind came and a figure rushed out. It was about to rush into Meg's arms.

"This girl, please be reserved." MEG stepped back two steps and reached for Hannah's forehead.

Although Elena has left, who knows if she has?

"They just want to express the joy of success." Hannah rubbed Meg's forehead, which had been poked red with her finger, a little wronged.

"Go in and talk." MEG walked towards the yard a little helpless. The girl may have lived alone for a long time, and there was something wrong with her brain circuit.

"All right." Hannah immediately closed the door, walked two steps to catch up with MEG, looked at him expectantly and said, "the mission has been successful. Is there any new arrangement for me in the organization? Have you issued me new tasks and instructions? "

"Organizationally, keep you standing by." McGonagall said sternly.

"Ah..." when Hannah heard the words, her face suddenly became loveless, and her whole spirit seemed to be taken away, so she almost lay down and gave up.

"I lied to you." McGonagall couldn't help laughing and said that the girl was quite involved in the play.

"I hate it!" Hannah clenched her fist, but soon looked at McGonagall expectantly and said, "what's the organization going to do with me? I can't wait to die for the organization now! "

"To die?" MEG frowned, feeling as if the word was not quite right.

"Yes, sacrifice." Hannah peels her clothes on both sides, revealing her sexy clavicle and showing no hesitation.

"Wait... Put on your clothes. Dedication doesn't mean that..." McGonagall quickly took her clothes back and looked around a little guilty. Fortunately, Elena had gone, otherwise he would have jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash them.

"Isn't that so? I remember a sentence in the declaration of joining the organization: "I am willing to devote myself to the cause of the organization!" Hannah looks at MEG with a little doubt.

"Comrade SIM, the organization orders you to start teaching Comrade McGonagall how to make rum right now." McGonagall didn't bother to explain to her, either.

"Yes! Old SIM, obey the organization Hannah also said, taking MEG to the direction of the brewing room. When she came to the door, she looked back at MEG and asked cautiously, "after this task is completed, how do the organization plan to arrange me? Can you... I mean, is it possible... Or is there any hope... To get me out of here? "

McGonagall looked at Hannah with a faint light in her eyes and asked, "do you want to leave the FAK tribe?"

"I..." Hannah's eyes flashed a ray of light, but soon dropped her head and whispered, "I obey the organization's arrangement. If the organization needs me to stay here, I will stay here."

MEG looked at Hannah, suddenly a little distressed, old sim in this tribe to keep a lifetime, he died, Hannah took his code to continue to stick here.

Ten years is like a day, just to wait, that may not ring the signal for a lifetime.

This kind of life is really boring.

But there is such a group of people, holding on silently.

McGonagall could see Hannah's idea without saying much. He was silent for a while and said, "the organizational arrangements have not come down yet. I will tell you the specific results tomorrow."

"Good." Hannah's face showed a smile again, pushed open the door of the brewing room, and a pleasant smell of wine came to her face. As the oil lamp on the wall was lit, the distillation equipment with staggered pipes in the brewing room appeared in front of MEG.

Although he is not a glass tube, as a half hearted designer, he naturally knows what these machines are used for.

He just didn't expect that the machinery and equipment of a brewery in the orc tribe were so advanced, and the brewing technology was even closer to the level of industrialization.

"These machines were remodeled when I was bored these years. The firepower of the stove was not enough, and the FAK tribe didn't have much metal, which didn't achieve my expected effect. Otherwise, it should be able to do better. Although the wine produced is not as good as pure hand-made in some aspects, it is enough to make ordinary rum Hannah reached out and knocked on a machine next to her. Looking back at MEG, she said with a brilliant smile, "most importantly, it's easy, so I don't have to stay here all day to make wine."

"He's definitely a mechanical genius!" MEG looked at Hannah, her eyes shining.