Chapter 1604 Alex, Long Time No See

"Boss, the fried rice is going to be mushy." Mia's voice rang in his ears, pulling Mag back from his thoughts.

The frying pan in his hand quickly entered the stir-frying mode. Mag glanced at the slightly discolored fried rice in the pan, and secretly thought that it was dangerous, almost wasting food.

Putting the roast pig's eye and pig's eye sashimi aside for a while, Mag began to concentrate on coping with the busy business hours.

"What is the boss thinking about?" Mia glanced at Mag with some doubts. The boss is usually very serious and focused in cooking, but he has never been distracted during the frying process like this.

"Let's serve, I'm a little lost in thought." Mag put the fried rice in the pot into several plates, looked at Mia and explained with a smile.

"Yeah." Mia nodded, smiled and turned to serve the guests.

"If I knew it was so easy to make money selling alcohol in Chaos City, Grandpa should have come here sooner." Hannah rested her chin on the counter, looking at the drinkers who were drinking a glass of rum worth 1,000 copper coins and were moved to tears. muttered softly.

These years, she and her grandfather brewed wine for the chiefs and dignitaries in the Fak tribe, and their income was not much. After saving so many years of money, she built a few wine brewing machines and lost them.

But in the city of chaos, a small glass of wine can be sold for 1,000 copper coins, and that barrel of 15-year-old rum can hold more than 1,200 glasses, so it can sell for 1.22 million copper coins!

After carefully calculating the balance, Hannah suddenly regretted selling the rum to the new chief at a low price in the Falk tribe. There are dozens of barrels that are five years older. If you move to Chaos City...

And she sold them all for half a million copper coins.

"No, I have to draw pictures immediately and build the brewing machine as soon as possible, so that in another fifteen years, I can lie on countless oak barrels and wake up laughing!" Hannah jumped up from the chair, stomping He ran upstairs, shut himself in the study and continued to draw pictures.

The process of turning the complex brewing machine from a messy draft into a design drawing with clear dimensions requires complicated verification and calculations. Fortunately, the boss taught her how to use decimals and calculations in addition to teaching her to draw pictures yesterday.

After finishing this trip, Mag watched the drunken guests being sent to the carriage, and then went upstairs to look at Hannah who was drawing pictures in the study.

Unlike the pure novice who couldn't even hold a pencil steady and draw straight lines yesterday, Hannah, who was drawing at her desk today, has shown a good professional level.

The sketch has been redrawn, and the three-view standard presents the dimensions of each part on paper.

It is not that Mag has not considered configuring a professional drawing computer for Hannah so that she can get started with cad and pro/e, but considering the current industrial level of the world, this plan was eventually rejected by him, anyway, the system It is not necessarily possible to complete the purchase.

Back then, the scientists of the flower growers also worked out the atomic bomb by relying on paper and pens. How could it be so troublesome to build a wine brewing machine with low technical content.

Mag looked at it for a while, then closed the door lightly and left. It is obvious that Hannah is more professional in brewing.

He may have a more efficient solution, but for brand wine, the most important thing for high profitability is not the output, but the unique and strong taste.

Ordinary rum can only be sold for ten copper coins a glass, while Old Sim's can be sold for one thousand copper coins, which is the embodiment of brand value.

Mag changed his clothes, put on the ever-changing mask, paired with the Heavenly Capital Sword, and left the restaurant with Irina to the City Lord's Mansion.

"Alex, long time no see." Michael looked at Mag and stretched out his right hand.

"Master Michael." Mag just nodded slightly, without reaching out.

"Our Dragon Slayer Knight hasn't changed at all from back then." Michael smiled and withdrew his hand without showing any displeasure.

McGonagall glanced at Michael calmly. Although the city lord looked rough and big, he performed well in the play.

"Okay, let's talk about the black mist and the evil god." Irina bluntly interrupted everyone's hypocrisy.

"Alright, this matter is related to the future of Nolan Continent, so we should have a good discussion." Michael suppressed his smile and nodded solemnly.

Everyone sat down at the round table in the secret room, and the atmosphere became tense.

"The first person I met who was corroded by the black mist, or possibly controlled by the devil, was Berg. After being controlled by the devil, his strength has improved significantly. Perhaps this is the reason why he sold his soul to the devil. And During that time, there was an evil spirit that tried to corrode the tree of life, posing a great threat to the tree of life, but it was finally stopped under the influence of a certain force.

In the battle on the border of the goblins, I used the holy light to break through the black mist of Berg, and then killed him, which proved the obvious restraint effect of the holy light on the black mist. said Irina.

"It turns out that Berg is controlled by the devil, and he even tried to erode the tree of life." Michael and Roland were both surprised. They didn't receive any information about this matter.

"If the devil uses powerful power as a bait, I'm afraid not many people can withstand this temptation." Roland said with a serious face.

Mag went on to say: "In the endless sea, we found an island shrouded in black mist. Alfred was infused with the power of the devil on that island, and there we found a strange stone statue. Looking at each other, the spirit was pulled into a strange space. It was an extremely huge stone palace. At the end of the stone palace sat a skeleton man on the throne. The first sentence he spoke was: Young man, you Thirst for power?"

The atmosphere in the secret room became more dignified. Power is something that all races in this world are chasing. Before the environment where the strong are respected has not changed, I am afraid that not many people can refuse the powerful power.

"I still smashed the stone statue with the holy light, and used the holy light to expel the black mist. Ordinary magic can't have any effect on the black mist," Irina added.

"If only the holy light can clear the black mist, this is not good news." Roland frowned and said, "Light magicians are rare, and there are even fewer who can become holy light. Once the black mist spreads all over the world If it breaks out, I'm afraid we don't have any effective means to eradicate it."

"We must find out the source of the black mist as soon as possible to eradicate it, or find a better way to clear the black mist. We can only watch things get worse and worse. Those guys can live for countless years, but we don't have that much time. .” Mag said in a deep voice.

"Fortunately, we saved one alive, and Ferdinand is still in our hands." Irina's tone was much more relaxed.