Chapter 1604: Alex, long time no see

"The boss, fried rice is going to be paste." Mia's voice rang in her ear, pulling Meg's thought back at once.
In the hands of the wok quickly into the stir-fry mode, McGonagall looked at the fried rice in the pot that had been slightly discolored, the dark road was a good risk, almost to waste food.
After throwing the roast pig's eye and the pig's eye sashimi for a while, McGonagall began to concentrate on busy business hours.
"What does the boss want to be ecstasy?" Mia looked at Meg with some doubts. The boss usually cooks very seriously, and the situation like this during the fried rice process has never happened.
"Let's go to the restaurant, I think things are a bit ecstatic." McGonagall put the fried rice in the pot into several plates and watched Mia smile and explain.
"Yeah." Mia nodded and smiled and turned to serve the guests.
"I knew that it would be so good to sell alcohol in the city of chaos. Grandpa should come early." Hannah put her chin on the counter and looked at the rumers who were drinking a cup of 1000 copper coins and were touched by the rumors. Shouted.
In the past few years, she and her grandfather have been making wines for the chiefs and ethnic groups in the Fak tribe. The income is not much. After so many years of money, she has made several brewing machines.
In the city of chaos, a small glass of wine can actually sell 1,000 copper coins, that barrel of fifteen years of rum can hold more than 1,200 cups, not to sell 12.2 million coins!
After carefully calculating the ratio, Hannah suddenly regretted selling the rum to the new chief at a low price before the Fakker tribe. The hundreds of barrels of old wines stored in the cellar were more than ten. In the past five years, there are also dozens of barrels. If you move to the city of chaos...
And she even sold them all for half a million copper coins.
"No, I have to go to the drawing immediately and make the brewing machine as soon as possible. After 15 years, I can lie on the countless oak barrels!" Hannah picked up from the chair, 蹬蹬蹬Run upstairs, close yourself to the study and continue to contact the drawing.
Turning a complicated brewer from a messy draft into a well-defined design, this process requires complicated verification and calculations. Fortunately, yesterday, in addition to teaching her to draw pictures, the boss taught her how to use decimal and calculation.
After the busy end of this, Meg looked at the drunken guests who were sent to the carriage, went upstairs and looked at Hannah who was in the study room.
Yesterday, even the pencils were not stable, and the pure novices with different lines were not the same. Hannah, who was drawing today, has shown a good professional standard. The sketches have been redrawn, and the three-view standard is presented on paper. The size of the part.
McGonagall didn't think about setting up a professional drawing computer for Hannah, let her get cad and pro/e, but considering the current industrial level of the world, this program was eventually rejected by him, anyway, the system is over there. It is not always possible to complete the purchase.
The scientists who planted flowers at that time did not rely on paper and pencil to spur the atomic bombs. It would be so troublesome to have a non-technical brewer.
When McGonagall looked at it for a while, he left the door lightly and left, and it was obvious that Hannah was more professional.
He may have a more efficient solution, but for branded wines, the most important thing for high profitability is not the output, but the unique and strong taste.
Ordinary rum can only sell a cup of ten copper coins, while the old Sim brand can sell a cup of copper coins, which is the embodiment of the brand value.
McGonagall changed his clothes, brought a variety of masks, and matched the sword of Tiandu. He left the restaurant with Irina to go to the city government.
"Alex, I haven't seen you for a long time." Michael looked at McGonagall and extended his right hand.
"Michael City Lord." McGonagall nodded slightly and did not reach out.
"Our Dragon Slayer Knight, and that year has not changed." Michael smiled and took back his hand, and did not show any dissatisfaction.
McGonagall looked at Michael with a quiet look. Although the urban master looked rough and slender, the play was good.
"Okay, let's talk about the dark fog and the evil spirits." Irina bluntly interrupted everyone's false and false.
"Alright, this matter is related to the future of Nolan mainland, it is time to talk about it." Michael smiled, and the same look solemnly nodded.
The crowd sat down at the round table in the Chamber of Secrets, and the atmosphere began to become low and tense.
"The first person I encountered was eroded by black fog, or the person who might be controlled by the devil was Berg. After being controlled by the devil, his strength has improved significantly, and perhaps this is why he sold his soul to the devil. During that time, there was a sinful attempt to erode the tree of life, which caused a great threat to the tree of life, but was eventually suspended under the influence of certain forces.
In the battle of the Goblin border, I used the light to break the black fog of Berg and then kill it, which proved the obvious restraint effect of the Holy Light on the black fog. Said Irina.
"It turned out that Berg was controlled by the devil, and he tried to erode the tree of life." Michael and Roland's faces were all scared, and they did not receive any information.
"If the devil uses powerful power as a bait, I am afraid that not many people can withstand this temptation." Roland looked dignified.
McGonagall said: "In the endless waters, we found an island shrouded in dark fog. Alfred was infused with the power of the devil on that island, where we found a strange stone statue, because I In the opposite direction, the spirit is drawn into a strange space. It is a huge stone temple. Sitting at the throne at the end of the stone temple is a monk. The first sentence he opens is: boy, you. Are you eager for strength?"
The atmosphere in the Chamber of Secrets has become more dignified. Power is something that all kinds of people in the world are chasing. Before the environment of the strong and respectable has not changed, I am afraid that not many people can reject the powerful forces.
"The stone image is still broken by the Holy Light. The black fog is also expelled by the Holy Light. Ordinary magic can't affect the black fog." Irina added.
"If only the Holy Light can clear the black fog, this is not good news." Roland frowned: "The light magician is scarce, and even the light that is connected to the Holy Light is rare. Once the black fog is around the world. In the event of an outbreak, we are afraid that there is no effective means to eliminate it."

We have to find out the source of the black fog as soon as possible to get rid of it, or find a better way to clear the black fog. Sitting and waiting can only see things getting worse and worse, those guys can live for countless years, and we don’t have that much time. McGonagall.
"Fortunately, we have left a living, and Dinant is still in our hands." Irina's tone is much easier.