Chapter 2023 You Called Daddy, Daddy Is Still Comfortable

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The cork was opened, and a scent of wine slowly wafted out.

Lucian, who was looking forward to it, slowly frowned. He picked up the wine bottle and poured himself a glass. He picked up the wine glass and put it in front of his nose to sniff, then looked sideways at Mag and said, "Boss, you Is this wine scorched?"

"Yeah, it smells like smoke." The person next to him also nodded. Although it wasn't unpleasant, it was a smell that shouldn't appear in wine.

The faces of several ministers immediately turned down when they heard the words. They came out to drink, and no one dared to fool them with bad things. This boss is not kind.

Bobby looked at Mag, he had a good impression of the boss, but if there was something wrong with the wine, he really had to explain it clearly.

"It's not burnt, it's the unique burnt aroma and smoke smell of whiskey. If you don't have this smell of smoke, you will lose your soul." Mag explained unhurriedly, "Of course, some people will like this Some people can't accept the taste, but it has nothing to do with being burnt."

"Aren't you fooling me?" A minister frowned, revealing his official authority, faintly about to get angry.

"Whiskey and Moutai are both made with ingenuity in my heart. Why are you fooling around? Why don't you taste it yourself? If you are not used to drinking it, just don't drink it." Mag said neither humble nor overbearing.

Lucien raised his hand slightly, signaling to the accompanying officials not to get angry, looked at Mag with a smile and said: "I believe that people who can brew such fine wine as Moutai will not lie, I will try the taste of this wine first to see if it suits you." I taste."

As he spoke, Lucian picked up his glass and took a sip of whiskey.

His brows were first frowned, then raised slightly, showing a bit of surprise, then the frown gradually eased, and finally a smile appeared.

The taste of this wine is dry and mellow, with a faint smoky taste floating in the mouth, bringing a psychedelic feeling. The faint burnt aroma is not pungent or unpleasant, but adds a layer of layers to the aroma of the wine feel.

This is a different feeling from the pure and extreme aroma of Moutai. He is so unique, yet maintains an astonishingly high standard, and is also the best among fine wines.

The mellow and soft wine rolled around in the mouth and slid into the throat, and the aftertaste lingered in the mouth for a long time.

Lucien knew that he had fallen in love with this bottle of whiskey. She was so special and so surprising that only after tasting it could she know the wonderful taste hidden under the deceptive aroma.

"Good wine! It's really good wine!" Lucian slowly opened his eyes, looked at Mag with a little apology and said: "Boss, we are reckless, this is a good wine that can be compared with Moutai."

"Please use it slowly." Mag nodded slightly, turned and left.

Now it was Bobby and the others' turn to stare in surprise.

"Lord Lucien, is this wine really that good?" The minister who had angered Mag earlier asked, a little bit disbelieving.

"You'll know if you have a drink." Lucian smiled and picked up the empty glass beside him and poured him a glass too.

"Okay, adults agree, then I'll try a glass too." The minister picked up his glass and took a sip.

He also frowned, then his eyes lit up, he looked down at the wine glass in his hand in surprise, then at Lucien, swallowed the wine, thought about it, and then nodded in admiration: "Sure enough It's good wine! I didn't expect such a good wine to be hidden in this small tavern."

"Earlier, Master Katola said that this wine was a lie." Lucian teased.

"Hey..." Katola smiled awkwardly, and said in the direction of the wine cabinet: "Boss, don't mind me, I'm a straightforward person, your wine is really good wine."

"It's okay, as long as the guests are satisfied." Mag responded.

"Would you like to try?" Lucian looked at the other ministers and asked.

"I'm already very greedy after smelling the aroma of Moutai. I'm afraid this wine is more to my taste. Let's try this first."

"yes,

I have never smelled such a fragrant wine, so pour it all up, let's try this first. "

Others showed greater interest in the already full Moutai in front of them.

"Okay, the wine and food are all served, let's not be restrained, let's drink." Lucian picked up the wine glass and reminded with a smile: "Let me remind you first, this wine is amazing. Take your time and drink."

Then, a sound of admiration sounded in the tavern, whether it was Moutai or whiskey, they all brought great surprises to everyone.

The people at this table brought a bit of excitement to the normally cold tavern.

"Opening a tavern is indeed much less labor-intensive than opening a restaurant. You're in the wrong business, you're in the wrong business." Mag was sitting behind the counter, watching the two little guys sitting on a small bench playing checkers, while listening to the group of old men. chat.

"Remind the host: Please increase the popularity of the tavern as soon as possible. The current popularity of the tavern is 8! Let's set a small goal of 1000 popularity first! Come on! Fuck you!"

"You called daddy, daddy is still comfortable." McGonagall nodded, "Dad will work hard."

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"roll!"

The system roars!

"This is pretty good. Look at how happy these people are chatting. After a few glasses of wine, they dare to say anything outside. If other guests are here, they may not dare to listen." Mag ignored the system's roar.

"Don't forget, you also bought half a street." The system reminded.

McGonagall frowned, realizing that things were not simple, and Chengxiang might lose this investment.

Whiskey and Moutai are high-alcohol alcohols, especially for those who drink thin fruit wine on weekdays.

At the beginning, I took a few cups to take advantage of the excitement, and after a few cups, I ate a few peanuts, and then I was dumbfounded.

McGonagall has no other hobbies recently, but likes to go up to the guests and chat with them after they are drunk, such as Bloom who was just killed by them last night, such as how the adults in the officialdom are feeling recently, and how they feel about Joshua. What do you think?

This first-hand information is not easy to collect even by the information system of the Gray Temple.

Going out to ask the coachmen of these ministers to come in and take away the drunk adults, Mag flipped the wooden sign on the door, announcing the end of today's business.

Qiao Xiu was finished, the stigmatization was successful, and the effect was remarkable.

Now Qiao Xiu is no different from a devil in the mind of the minister of the Ministry of War, and he wants to kill him quickly, avenging the families of those officials of the Ministry of War who died innocently.

Moreover, everyone has made a happy decision tonight, and they will jointly sign a letter tomorrow, asking the king to investigate this matter strictly and bring the murderer to justice.

Good luck!

McGonagall magnanimously waived them a portion of the alcoholic peanuts.