Chapter 2061: Say it again! Say it again!

McGonagall was indeed amazed.
This glass of wine, no matter its aroma or color, is beautiful and impeccable.
The elegant and meticulous fruity aroma of grapes and the rich woody aroma of aging, the golden clear liquor, all highlight the grade of this glass of wine.
On the Nolan continent, apart from Hannah's rum, this was the second wine that surprised him.
It was the aroma of brandy, pure enough, and long enough for the cellaring time, which was very different from the glass of Titan that Effie poured him just now.
He took a sip from his glass.
The liquor slowly slipped into his mouth, soft taste, sweet taste, accompanied by elegant and mellow aroma.
McGonagall closed his eyes and savored the pleasant experience brought by the wine.
After a long time, he opened his eyes, and the lingering fragrance lingered, it was an extremely elegant and comfortable experience.
McGonagall looked at Effie and said sincerely: "This is an incredible wine, with a mellow taste, a sweet taste, and a strong and charming wine. After drinking it, the lips and teeth will leave the fragrance, which is intoxicating."
A smile finally appeared on Effie's face, his chin lifted slightly, and proudly said: "This is Titan wine."
"Then I just drank fake wine?" McGonagall glanced at the bottle.
Effie's expression suddenly froze.
"That is the wine made by my lady! How could it be fake wine." The little maid interrupted.
"Then this?" McGonagall looked at the wine bottle Effie was holding.
"This is my father's wine, made more than 30 years ago." Effie said calmly.
McGonagall looked at Effie in silence for a while, and comforted: "It's okay, not everyone can inherit his father's inheritance."
Effie's delicate eyebrows are slightly raised, can't help but want to be angry?
"Miss Effie, don't get me wrong. I just want to say that talent is determined by God. If something does not suit us, we can give up appropriately." McGonagall explained.
"Huh?" Effie's body trembled slightly.
"I don't understand? It's like this bottle of wine, even if it is about the same age as you, but until now, you still can't make half of its deliciousness." McGonagall continued.
"You say it again! Say it again!" Effie's eyebrows were about to stand up.
"Do you want to continue?" McGonagall looked innocent.
Effie took a deep breath to calm her emotions, and barely squeezed out a smile, "Your little mouth, it really looks like honey."
"Very few people praise me like that." McGonagall said sincerely.
The corners of Effie's mouth twitched, if it hadn't been for the good temper in the tavern these years, it would have gone violently.
"This is a very good bottle of wine. If Miss Effie takes this wine to the wine tasting meeting, she should be able to get a good ranking." McGonagall pointed to the bottle in Effie's hand and said.
Moreover, with the quality of this bottle of wine, the Titan Tavern’s business should be even more prosperous, and it can even take Feiromo Street.
"Yes, this wine won the gold medal of the first wine tasting 28 years ago." Effie nodded.
"that……"
"Fifteen years ago, my parents died in a robbery. The murderer entered the tavern after the business was over, killed them, and took all the money. Since then, no one can make an authentic Titan. Wine." Effie's eyes were reddish, but still calm.
McGonagall was silent.
Look at Effie's gaze also has some changes.
Most of the parents who have both died take the lead script.
Women like Effie mostly took the script of Gong Dou Empress.
This name seems to be quite meaningful?
Of course, McGonagall still sympathizes with Effie.
"Sorry, I apologize for my reckless words earlier." McGonagall apologized.
"It's okay, Mr. McGonagall is telling the truth." Effie shook his head, smiling again on his face, "As you said, compared to the Titan wine made by my father, the wine I made is not worth mentioning. , And even humiliated his reputation."
McGonagall was silent again, this is really true.
"Miss doesn't want there to be no Titans in this world. Do you know how hard she has worked over the years? Before the death of the master and madam, she had never made wine." The little maid blushed and said.
"Mara, stop talking." Effie shook her head at the little maid.
"So...really brewing?" McGonagall couldn't help asking finally.
A young girl who lost her father in her childhood and had no experience in winemaking, carried a tavern by herself, and she did it well, which sounds very inspirational.
But throwing aside the motivational disguise, isn't this a nonsense?
Wine making is not like cooking. It is not something that can be thrown into a pot to make a pot of dishes. The steps and methods are wrong, and wine cannot be made. The storage of wine is quite a matter of art.
"It's not blind brewing!" Effie blushed, and her broad chest trembled, and said with some excitement: "My father left a wine book, which contains all the wines he will brew. I followed that. The wine made by the booklet!"
"That's it?" McGonagall frowned slightly, "I haven't learned the essence either."
"I...I'm still learning." Effie emphasized.
"This learning cycle is not short." McGonagall nodded.
Effie's eyes were firm and said: "Sooner or later, I will surely let the Titans reappear!"
McGonagall looked at Effie, shook his head and said: "You are in the wrong direction. It is impossible to make a real Titan in this life."
Effie was stunned, looking at McGonagall, pursing her lips, her eyes flushed, but she held back tears.
Mara looked at her lady distressedly, and her gaze at McGonagall was also a bit angry.
"If Miss Effie can trust me, you can take me to see your brewery." McGonagall looked at Effie and said.
He is good everywhere, but he is easy to relent.
Of course, he also has a little cherishment of wine.
It would be a pity for such a good wine to be broken in this way.
"Of course." Effie nodded. Although he didn't know what McGonagall wanted to do, he still led McGonagall to the back of the tavern.
McGonagall was able to produce wine that was no weaker than Titan, and her defenses were gone.
The Titan Tavern is twice the size of Saipan Tavern, and there is a large brewery behind the business area.
Once you enter the brewery, the most eye-catching thing is the distillation unit located in the center.
There was a faint aroma of wine in the air, and there was a small wine cellar beside it.
McGonagall stepped forward and checked the distilling device that seemed to be old, and soon found out the reason why the wine in Effie was so thin as water.
"Any problem?" Effie saw McGonagall shaking his head and asked.
"When Miss Effie was making wine, was the mist and the aroma of wine overflowing?" McGonagall asked with a smile.
"Yes, yeah, my lady was magnificent when making wine." Mara nodded proudly.
"Mara." Effie glared at her angrily, and looked at McGonagall nodding slightly, "This is how Titan wine is made."
"No, only when you make Titans." McGonagall smiled and shook his head.