Chapter 1655

"System, I finished the task of rum before, didn't I get the opportunity to learn two kinds of wine?" McGonagall went back to his dining room, laid out his deck chair in the sun at the door, and asked in his heart.

"The reward has been issued for a long time, please get it as soon as possible." The system replied.

McGonagall looked at all kinds of wine in his mind and asked curiously, "whisky is also known as the water of life. In this world, what's the relationship between the water of life and the water of life of the elves?"

"The specific efficacy, please test after the host extraction." The system is long.

MEG frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "well, I'll have a scotch and a Maotai."

"Ding!"

"The spectrum of Scotch whisky and Maotai has been released successfully!"

When the system started to sound, McGonagall had two glittering experience packs in his mind, one with whisky and the other with Maotai.

One is the ancestor of whisky, one is the model of China's Maotai flavor Baijiu, and the other is the restaurant's existing beer and the rum that will be set up.

It's a pity that the system doesn't have the right to sell wine to him. Otherwise, the quality of Romani canti alone can easily sell at a high price.

Of course, it is also unknown whether the Maotai Baijiu liquor, which is popular with China's people, can enjoy love in the world.

"Interesting. Let's learn whisky tonight to see if the water of life created by English gentlemen is worthy of the name." McGonagall's mouth slightly tilted, and he was looking forward to a country rich in balding men and warm-hearted gentlemen.

With nothing to do, McGonagall ate the experience of whiskey and Maotai directly. He digested it for half an hour with his eyes closed. When he opened his eyes again, McGonagall felt that he was now a master of wine making, an invincible one.

"It seems that the scale of this distillery can be enlarged, and the four kinds of wine can be directly mass produced." McGonagall felt his chin and pondered. Dwarves are good at wine, demons are good at wine, orcs are good at wine, and humans are also good at wine... Even the elves have a lot of good wine. The market is huge.

But so far, there are only a few famous wines in the small circle, and there are few famous wines with high yield and reputation.

According to the current customers' praise for beer and rum, it will definitely not hit the streets after mass production. As long as the production can keep up with the demand and the market expands well, it is very likely to become a world-class famous wine.

"On the other side of the site, we can negotiate with the city Lord's office. As for the labor force, the night elves still have more than 20000 idle labor force, which is just enough to arrange their employment." McGonagall thought that this could be considered in the long run, and it seemed inevitable that he would stay up late to draw his own designs.

"Krasu and Julian are going to explore the thunderstorm mountains at night. Would you like to join them?" MEG was still thinking, and suddenly Elena's voice rang from the side.

"What happened over there?" McGonagall opened his eyes and turned to look at Elena, who didn't know when she appeared. He was surprised.

There may be an evil god suppressed under the thunderstorm mountains. Irina has told him before that the seal is incomplete, and the evil spirit breath begins to leak, which is likely to attract the followers and descendants of the evil god.

"The situation is unknown. It is said that some mysterious people have recently appeared near the thunderstorm mountains. They are afraid that someone will find the seal and destroy it and release the underground evil spirits, so they plan to see it for themselves."

"Then why go at night?"

"It's said that there will be a vision in Thunderstorm mountain recently, so I'm going to check it by the way." Elena explained.

"Then I'll go with you." McGonagall nodded. The shadow of the doomsday ruler was always over him. Once the evil god broke the seal, the consequences might be irreparable. Now Nolan is not ready to meet the evil god.

"Good." Irina nodded, looked at the direction of the magic potion shop, and said with a smile, "I see Amy's recent lessons. The consensus that Krasu and Julian didn't reach on me in those years has begun to develop well with Amy."

"Ice and fire practitioners pay equal attention to melee and long-range attack. Isn't that bad for Amy?" McGonagall looks at Elena and asks if he's not sure he's right to let Amy learn from Krasu and Julian at the same time.

"It's not good to miss such an opportunity." "This is our daughter. She has inherited my magic talent and your melee talent. She can get their teaching at the same time. The future is immeasurable."

McGonagall also showed a smile at the corner of his mouth. Now that Elena has said so, he doesn't have to worry.

"And I'm thinking about letting her learn to practice sword with you when she's five years old." Irina looks at MEG.

"Let a magician learn swordsmanship?" MEG looked at Elena in surprise. Although he also taught Amy some basic swordsmanship intermittently, he just wanted to make her strong. After seeing that she had such a high talent in magic, he had already put away the idea of training her to become a new generation of Dragon Slayer.

"Magic is only appearance, knight is justice. Isn't that what you said to me at that time?" Irina looked at MEG and asked.

"Well... That sounds reasonable." MEG thought, "if Amy wants to learn, I'll try to make her a good knight."

"You have to teach her." Irina's face became serious. "We don't know what the future will be like, and we're not sure that we can eliminate all the evil spirits or seal them again. With one more ability, she will have more ability to live in this world than others."

MEG looked at Elena, was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "OK, I'll make her a good dragon slayer. She's my daughter. He can do it."

"My dream is to be a magician with a sword. If it's not for lack of talent, hum..." Irina turned her lips and looked forward to it. "You said that if you took out the wand, the enemy on the opposite side was waiting for you to cast the spell, but found you were approaching quickly. You were a melee magician. In the end, you pulled a sword out of the wand and stabbed him. You say, "isn't that cool?"

McGonagall thought about the scene and frowned, "it's useless to feel confused..."

It's clear that a fireball can solve the problem, but it's a little complicated.

"No, it is to let your enemy never guess what you are going to do next, so that you can always be invincible." Irina shook her head.

"That's why you have hundreds of chairs in your space?"