Chapter 2308： See the wife's parents again?

At the end of dinner, Xiaoguai fell asleep in Jina's arms, with a satisfying smile on her fleshy little face, and the two little pears made people want to reach out and poke them.

"Then...I took Xiaoguai back to bed." Ji Na said with a blushing face while holding Xiaoguai.

"Okay." McGonagall nodded, and reached out and touched Xiaoguai's head lightly. The little guy is still very cute.

"Goodbye boss."

The girls also said goodbye and left.

"Little boy is so cute, when I come back from school tomorrow, can I take her to the square to play?" Amy asked when looking at McGonagall.

"Of course." McGonagall smiled and nodded, standing at the entrance of the restaurant, looking at Luna and Byron's grandchildren walking side by side in the distance, and smiled and said: "Your teacher Luna is here."

"Mr. Luna?" Amy's eyes lit up, she tiptoes to look into the distance, she spotted Luna in the crowd with her sharp eyes, and rushed out.

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"Are you not going to explain to me?" Irina said with a smile, standing behind McGonagall with her arms folded.

McGonagall looked at her, and thought for a while: "I accompanied Jina to the Seagod Ruins, and under the guidance of the Seagod Pearl, I found an egg. When the egg opened, Xiao Gua jumped out of it.

I guess she should be the reincarnation of the sea god, and Jina was chosen by her as the guardian, so she was blessed and her strength jumped from level 9 to level 10.

Now I believe that there really are gods in this world, and the gods sacrificed by all races may all exist. "

"That's it." Irina was thoughtful, but it all made sense at once.

"The specific process and details, I will tell you tonight, I made an appointment with Luna's grandfather for a drink in the morning, and he is here now." McGonagall interrupted Irina's thinking and said.

"See the wife's parents again?" Irina frowned.

"What does it mean to see parents? Byron and I are also friends." McGonagall corrected.

"Ms. Luna treats you as a friend, but you want to be a grandfather?"

"People have arrived, would you like to have another drink together?" McGonagall laughed.

"Forget it, you old scholastic chat is the most boring. I will take a bath and practice for a while." Irina shook her head boringly and turned upstairs.

Amy is holding Luna, saying something.

Byron smiled and walked forward, looking at McGonagall and said: "Mr. McGonagall, I heard that your Maimi restaurant is very good. I came to you for a drink. Will it affect your work?"

"It's okay, today the school opens for school and the restaurant is closed for one day. It won't affect." McGonagall smiled and shook his head, greeted Byron and Luna and entered the restaurant, closing the door by the way.

"Your restaurant, the decor is really nice." Byron entered the restaurant, looked around, and exclaimed.

Although he is not a big glutton, most of the famous restaurants in the city of Kolo have been patronized.

The scale of Maimi Restaurant is not huge, but the decoration and arrangement are quite exquisite and attentive. The various log elements make the overall environment look comfortable and warm.

McGonagall smiled, looked at Luna and asked, "Luna shouldn’t have eaten yet, right?"

"Yeah." Luna nodded and said a little embarrassed: "I just finished working on the school side. I planned to eat in the cafeteria, but my grandfather said that he would come and find you. He went to Aden Square and didn't eat yet."

"Then you sit down for a while, I'll just fry two dishes, let's drink some, as a celebration of Hope Academy's opening." McGonagall asked them to sit first, and went to the kitchen to fry a fish-flavored eggplant and spicy pepper. Chicken, braised pork is still simmering in the pot, husband and wife lung slices and alcoholic peanuts are also ready.

After a while, McGonagall came out with the tray.

"So rich." Looking at the dishes McGonagall presented, Byron had already asked about the aroma of braised pork, and his throat rolled.

"Just a few snacks, what would the old man want to drink? Some wine or some rum? I have 50 years of rum in the old Master Sim's cellar. Would you like to try it?" McGonagall Said with a smile.

"The fifty-year-old rum from the cellar of the old Master Sim?" Byron's eyes lit up, looking at McGonagall in surprise: "You really have one?"

Rum is a good thing. Byron is not addicted to alcohol, but he is used to drinking some everyday.

He doesn't like sweet and greasy fruit wine, but he has a soft spot for rum from the Fak tribe.

It’s hard to find a bottle of Old Master Sim’s wine. He has only drank a few bottles for decades. Now there is a bottle in the house that has been in the cellar for ten years. I haven’t been willing to drink it. I was thinking about waiting for Jina to find Ruyi Lang Jun, he took it out to drink again.

Can McGonagall even said that he has 50-year-old rum in the cellar, and it was made by old Sim? Then this is the wine king.

"I'll get it for you." McGonagall walked to the wine cabinet and took a bottle of rum from the top.

A rough clay bottle with a yellowed seal on the top of the bottle. The number '50' is engraved on the clay. Byron, who looks at it, nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it is the handwriting of Master Sim. It is really 50 years of wine in the cellar. !"

Fifty years in the cellar and the 50-year history of this bottle of wine are two different things. After the wine is bottled in oak barrels, the quality of the wine will no longer change. If the storage is not good, the quality of the wine will decline.

Fifty years of cellaring means that the wine has been stored in oak barrels for 50 years. The aroma of oak and the wine are perfectly blended to produce the most mellow wine.

This wine was moved by McGonagall from Hannah’s wine cellar. It must have been written by Old Sim. There are not many in existence. It is a treasure to drink one bottle and one less bottle.

Looking at the wine on the table, Byron looked very excited. He couldn't sit still, stood up and leaned forward, watched for a while, looked at McGonagall and asked, "Mr. McGonagall, where do you get this wine? Coming?"

As a rum lover, Auntie has also found many channels to buy the old master Sim's pro-brewed.

Not to mention the 50-year-old wine in the cellar. It is hard to find a bottle that has been in the cellar for three to five years.

"I know the granddaughter of Old Master Sim, she gave me this wine." McGonagall said with a smile, reaching out to tear the seal on the bottle.

"Hey, hey, you can't make it, you can't make it." Byron quickly held down McGonagall's hand and shook his head: "Let's drink some other bar. This wine is too good. Drinking it for me is a waste."

McGonagall didn't say anything, but Byron knew in his heart that such a bottle of wine could easily sell hundreds of thousands of copper coins at auction.

Luna sat quietly beside her. She didn't quite understand the speciality of this wine, but she could see that McGonagall had brought out very good wine, the one that even grandfather would not bear to drink.

"Good wine deserves someone who understands wine. It's rare for an old gentleman to come to a chaotic city. How can there be no reason for a good wine to entertain." McGonagall smiled and tore open the seal and unscrewed the cork. There was a rich aroma of wine. It is already welling up.