“Is the construction team looking for it?” McGonagall turned around in the hot pot restaurant and looked at Rena and asked casually.

“Well, Felice introduced me to some very powerful elf architects. I want to put the final effect presentation and finishing work on them. The cost is half cheaper than the dwarf architect, and I prefer them. The design concept." Rena smiled and nodded.

"It's good." McGonagall nodded slightly, and the aesthetic taste of the elves was unquestionable. It was no more appropriate for them to neutralize the vulgarity brought by the golden main color of this hot pot restaurant. Then he said, "You will arrange it as soon as possible." Construction, the store belongs to this matter, I will give you a saying about the Grey Temple and the City House."

"Well, I will determine the final plan with them at noon today, and then start the formal construction." Rena nodded and looked at Meg a little hesitantly, "There is one more thing, I want to talk to you."

"You said."

"That is..." Reina grabbed her clothes and hesitated: "I have been testing hot pot bottoms these days, but when I was making spicy hot pot ingredients, I found that if there is no spice like pepper, I can't achieve the spicy effect. I can't find any spices on the market that can replace it, so I think..."

"The alternative to pepper is really hard to find. I can provide you with pepper before you find the right alternative." McGonagall said with a smile.

"Thank you." Rena looked happy, but immediately said: "I will pay the original price."

The precious spices such as pepper are completely unsuccessful in the market and must be very precious. Rena naturally cannot take it from Meg.

"Yes." McGonagall nodded. He was really unable to supply the size of the Rena hot pot restaurant.

"System, did you not say that your home's peppers are the best of the best? Can you handle the remaining 9,999 pieces of waste that you have left to me?" Ge smiles in my heart.

"Host, in accordance with the principles of this system..."

"I don't care what your principle is. I just want you to follow my principles. As a candidate for a kitchen god, my principle is not to waste a grain or a spice. So, let's ask for a price." Interrupted the system.

"10 copper coins 1..."

"Okay, ten pounds a pound, the deal! I believe that the people of the opposite world will thank you for letting them eat the cheap and delicious spicy hot pot." McGonagall smiled, very refreshingly made.

"I……"

"You are doing right, I also appreciate your enlightenment of learning to change. If you have money, everyone will earn it, thank you? It doesn't exist." McGonagall said.

"Okay... OK, changing the diet and habits of different worlds is also one of your tasks. It is also a good idea to use the spices that were originally destroyed and destroyed." The system sinks and reluctantly accepts this. result.

"If you need it, I can give you a kilogram of pepper first, and calculate it with 100 copper coins per catty." McGonagall looked at Rena and smiled.

"100 copper coins..." Rena's eyes lit up and looked at Maggie in disbelief. "Is it so cheap?! You... Did you deliberately cut the price to me?"

"You want the hot pot to become a civilian food. Controlling the cost of food is the most important thing. The pepper can not be too expensive. I have to lose money. It doesn't matter. Anyway, the hot pot restaurant also has my shares." Shaking his head.

The "host, wqnmlgb!!!****" system roared in the mind of McGonagall.

"To be a system, be civilized, don't be dirty."

......

McGonagall stayed in the new store for a while and took Hannah to go to the Chengbei factory.

"My Scorpio! What is this big guy who is like a steel behemoth and will jet?!"

"How did this wheel run on its own?"

“Does this loom completely need no human push? It’s amazing!”

Hannah entered the factory, just like Liu Wei entered the Grand View Garden, touched this, and looked at that, the mouth did not close.

McGonagall briefly introduced her to the principle of the steam engine, as well as the concept of the entire textile factory, how the workers work together to make the textile efficient.

"Is this steam engine really invented by you?" From the workshop, Hannah looked at McGonagall with her eyes, and her face was hard to cover.

"Yes." McGonagall nodded.

"You are amazing! It is a genius!" Hannah exclaimed.

"Standing on the shoulders of the predecessors, always let others raise this illusion." McGonagall shrugged.

However, Hannah did not seem to think much about the meaning of his sentence. He looked curiously: "Which huge machines are really driven by water vapor? Why is the so-called water vapor so powerful?"

"Yes, don't underestimate the power of steam. They may be able to play a more stable and long-lasting output than magic, and they can get it at a low price." McGonagall nodded, pointing at Hannah. The core issue is quite satisfactory.

Irina looked at the huge factory thoughtfully, silent for a while, and her eyes lit up: "This is the so-called factory. Can I also turn the brewing workshop into such a big factory? The steps are divided into several workshops, so that different workers are responsible for juicing, brewing, and fragrant... so that the efficiency of winemaking can be greatly improved, and the production of rum can be produced."

"This is the purpose of my trip, I will invest a sum of money to design and manufacture rum machines, and build a large rum brewing factory in the city of chaos. You are responsible for controlling rum. If you are not good at the quality of wine, factory management and marketing, I can also help you find the right person.” McGonagall looked at Hannah and smiled. “How do you feel?”

"I..." Hannah looked at McGonagall and opened her mouth slightly. After a while, she swallowed. "I came to the city of chaos, just want to make my third-generation brewing machine..."

"and then?"

"And then..." Hannah thought about it, her eyes fell on the factory in front of her, her eyes gradually brightened. "And then I opened a big brewery and let the whole world drink the rum of our old Sim family!"

"Very good, this project, I voted!" McGonagall nodded, took a silver ticket from his arms, brushed the sign and handed it directly to Hannah: "This is two million copper coins, it is a winery. The starting capital, I will add 8 million copper coins in the later stage. This winery, you and I will open five or five."

"When the five-five open?" Hannah took the silver ticket and hesitated: "But I have only three million copper coins in my hand, so will you be too bad?"

"Your ability and technology are priceless." McGonagall laughed.