Chapter 2063： Things are really not like this!

McGonagall counted Effi's wine cellars, twelve cellars, distinguished by time, each cellar contained about 300 barrels of wine.

Yes, very large oak barrels.

No one thought that under this ground, such precious wealth would be hidden.

"You are guarding such a treasured wine cellar, so you fool the alcoholic with that kind of wine?" McGonagall asked when looking at Effie.

"But these wine cellars are all sealed." Effie frowned.

Tear!

McGonagall threw the seal in his hand to the ground.

"There are no more seals now, and you have 300 barrels of 30 years of authentic Titan." McGonagall smiled.

Effie opened her mouth slightly, looking at the seal on the ground, and then at the wine cellar door.

"This is the wealth your father left to you. It is not for you to leave them all in the cellar to miss, but for them to continue to dominate the wine world, just like your father did back then." Pulling open the old lock hanging on the door, gently pushed open the door of the wine cellar.

The light wine aroma is accompanied by the aroma of oak barrels. Although it is underground, the ventilation system is very well done. After decades, there is still no stale smell.

"Of course, when you use up the wine in this wine cellar, I hope you can barrel your Titan wine into the wine cellar again." McGonagall said, looking at Effie a little bit ecstatic.

Effie looked at McGonagall, nodded and said, "I will."

McGonagall walked into the wine cellar, stroked the oak barrels, and suggested: "Personally, I suggest you use the wine in this cellar to participate in this wine tasting conference, and then use this batch of Titans to replace the Titans sold in your tavern. Wine, small bottle filling, increase the unit price of wine, let Titan Tavern re-enter the ranks of high-end taverns."

"What price should I set?"

"At least a bottle of two thousand copper coins, this is a real treasure from the master's legacy. Drink one bottle, one less bottle."

"But my father only sold a bottle of 200 copper coins." Effie said in surprise.

"That was the price of ten or twenty years ago. You have to consider inflation, big sister. Pork was only five copper coins per catty. Now if you can find 20 copper coins per catty on the street, then you must It was filled with water." McGonagall rolled his eyes.

Moreover, a high-end wine that won a gold award at the wine tasting conference actually sold a bottle of 200 copper coins.

This boss is really cute.

"By the way, you have to sell in a limited amount every day, and only drink in the store."

"why?"

"You only have wine in twelve cellars, and Titan wine needs to be cellared to give it soul. Without a decade or two of precipitation and fermentation, it is not a good wine at all.

So you have to calculate how much wine you sell in a day. The wine in these twelve wine cellars can sustain your tavern's normal business for 20 years.

As for drinking in the store, it is to prevent some illegal scalpers from reselling the wine and avoid the proliferation of fake wine. "

"How can a scalper do such a thing? Is that a kind of monster with IQ?" Effie was surprised.

"It doesn't matter, okay!" McGonagall sighed.

The two came out of the wine cellar, Effie's face was reddened, and his breath was slightly gasped.

The little maid looked at McGonagall with some caution, and looked at her own lady with some worry, not knowing what happened to them just now in the wine cellar.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Hades." Effie said gratefully, looking at McGonagall.

"Miss Effie, you don't have to be polite. I'm going to fetch the wine now, and I will bother you to sign up for the wine tasting meeting." McGonagall shook his head slightly.

"I believe that the wine you brew will be a blockbuster at the wine tasting meeting."

"In fact, I even look forward to Titan Wine's glory in the wine tasting conference."

"By the way, I also want to ask Mr. McGonagall about the equipment for steaming wine..."

Half an hour later, McGonagall leaned his waist out of the Titan Tavern, and it was really embarrassing to explain some mechanical principles to the woman.

"Father was pulled into the Titan Tavern by the neighbor's beautiful sister for an hour, and then he helped him out." Amy, who was writing a diary at the window, saw this scene and added another sentence to the diary.

McGonagall returned to the tavern and took a bottle of Moutai to Effie.

It's not that whiskey is not good, but he thinks that it's enough to show the limelight once to save some face to his colleagues.

As for why he helped Effie so enthusiastically, it was actually just a business deal.

He will leave Luodu sooner or later, and the Saipan Tavern may also be closed.

For the value of the more than one hundred houses on Romo Street, there is an iconic tavern that can exist for a long time, so that he can make a steady profit.

If Moutai and Titan both win gold medals at this wine tasting conference, then this dazzling twin star is enough to attract the attention of the wine lovers of Luodu to Romo Street.

As long as there is enough attention and people come, the business will naturally be revitalized.

The price of the half-street he bought has naturally risen.

This is a business that makes money without losing money.

As for things like Effie?

joke? !

how can that be.

He has a beautiful wife in his family.

"That's why you came out of the Titan Tavern with your waist?" Irina folded her arms and looked at McGonagall who was standing against the wall.

"No... Maybe Amy misunderstood something, it's not like this." McGonagall looked aggrieved, "I've been sitting for a long time, it must be a little backache."

"Haha." Irina sneered coldly, "Of course I will suffer from backache after a long time, so should I be considerate of you?"

"No, no, I mean I was sitting in the wine cellar and explaining to her the principle and usage of the distillation equipment." McGonagall quickly explained.

"Still in the wine cellar, you really have a passion." Irina's gaze is getting more and more dangerous, and the folding chair is already in her hand. "Why didn't I find your time management ability so strong before? While explaining the usage of the equipment to others."

"It's really not like this!"

Dying bird.

McGonagall thought it was getting darker.

He looked at Amy, who was holding the diary.

Amy shrugged her shoulders with an innocent look. "You said kids should be honest."

McGonagall squeezed a reluctant smile, an impeccable reply.

His gaze fell on Irina again, and his expression had returned to his calmness. As a man, his family status must be won by himself. How could he be beaten passively like this and lose his manhood.

"Daughter-in-law, calm down, come sit down and I will beat you back and squeeze your calves. This folding chair is not bad. It's just a good place to sit."

"Look at you so angry, it's not worth it to hurt your body, I will feel distressed."

"You don't want to think about it, even if I have this guilty heart, can I have the guts? Do I dare?"

"Come on, take a sip of water. It's a hard journey. I'll boil some hot water for your feet in a while. It's comfortable."