Chapter 2062: Hidden rich woman

Titan wine is long-lasting, and the more aged, the more charming.
This is not the case with brewable equipment.
A set of distillation equipment that has been used for 34 years, even if it is stainless steel, should be scrapped long ago.
This set of distillation equipment cannot form a closed distillation space, which means that many wines are directly out of tune during the distillation process, and the excessive contact with the air also causes the purity of the wine to be greatly reduced.
Moreover, the design of this distillation equipment is actually very defective, the conversion efficiency is low, and the operation is very complicated. If it is not the designer of this equipment, or without professional training, it is difficult to control.
To be honest, it was much worse than Hannah's set.
McGonagall designed a complete set of equipment for Hannah's rum factory, and it is natural to see the defects of this equipment at a glance.
"But my father used to make wine like this..." Effie frowned, but when she entered the wine cellar when she was a child, she clearly saw that her father was making wine with steam.
"This set of equipment is too aging, and its own output efficiency is very low, and your method of use is also problematic. The essence of distilled wine is in the cloud, but you let them escape in vain, so the brewed wine is only It will taste as light as water." McGonagall looked at Effie and said: "If I am not mistaken, your wine production rate is extremely low, so you can only increase the amount of water when blending, which further reduces the wine. quality."
Effie opened her mouth slightly and looked at McGonagall in an incredible way. Is this guy secretly watching her?
"The brewing process of my Moutai is similar to that of your Titan, so I can see the problem with your device. Of course, there may be problems with your brewing process, but I have not seen your brewing. It's hard to tell." McGonagall explained.
Suddenly, Effie stretched out his hand and gently stroked the old distillation equipment. After a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind. He looked back at McGonagall and said earnestly: "Mr. Hades, can you please help me improve this equipment? I am willing to pay you an appropriate fee."
"The cost is unnecessary, just treat it as the return of Miss Effie's notification of the wine tasting meeting." McGonagall smiled and shook his head, took out the tape measure to measure the various dimensions of the winery, and stood aside thinking. After a while, he looked at Effie again and said, "I wonder if you can read Miss Effie's wine book?"
"This..." Effie hesitated.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not greedy for your wine spectrum. I want to customize a set of distillation equipment for you according to your winemaking method, in one step, to minimize the impact that the operation may bring." McGonagall explained.
Effie looked at McGonagall hesitating for a while, then nodded and said, "Please wait a moment."
After a while, Effie returned with a yellowed pamphlet and solemnly handed it to McGonagall.
The pamphlet with a sense of age, the cover of the kraft paper has been worn out, but it is still very clean, and Effie's value can be seen.
Opening the pamphlet, McGonagall quickly found a record of the method of making Titan.
Similar to McGonagall’s guess, the brewing method of Titan wine is similar to brandy. It contains detailed records of the various materials and formulas used in brewing this wine, including the various detailed steps of brewing. It is only explained in the use of brewing equipment. The comparison is simple.
Effie's father was in his prime at that time, and perhaps he hadn't considered the issue of inheritance. The operation that he knew well naturally did not require cumbersome records.
And it is for this reason that Effie, who has no basis in winemaking, has a rough journey as a winemaker.
At the end, there are two unfinished sketches, which are really his ideas for improving the distillation facility.
"Your father is an excellent winemaker and a designer with ideas." McGonagall closed the booklet and looked at Effie and said seriously.
"If my father hears your compliment, he will be very happy." Effie finally showed a smile on his face and said proudly: "This wine shop, as well as the entire tavern and underground wine cellar, are all his Designed in one hand."
"The brewing steps are very detailed. I think Miss Effie has been skilled in these years, but your brewery should be overthrown and rebuilt." McGonagall looked at Effie's eyes: "You should start your era, not Just guarding the glory he left behind."
Effie was silent for a while, and nodded solemnly.
McGonagall smiled and said: "I will draw you the design drawings of the wine shop, and I will draw you the drawings of the distillation equipment. You can find several different blacksmiths to make the parts, and I will assemble it when the time comes."
Effie's heart warmed. Over the years, she had been supporting the tavern by herself, laughing and selling alcohol, and listening to countless rumors, but never thought about whom to rely on.
But at this moment, he seemed to see his father's shadow on McGonagall.
Maybe because they are all excellent winemakers, or because they all have wisdom and abilities that are different from ordinary people.
Effie looked at McGonagall, and there was an impulse in her heart: "Thank you very much, I don't even know how to return you, I can only do it myself..."
"Unfortunately you are a woman, otherwise I must be your brother." McGonagall sighed softly.
Effie choked suddenly when she reached her mouth, and looked at McGonagall for a while before she managed to squeeze out a little smile: "That's a pity..."
"By the way, did your father not store wine back then? If I'm not wrong, the longer the titan wine is, the more mellow and delicious the wine will be." McGonagall asked.
"Father's wine cellar contains some wine, but he puts a seal on each wine cellar, which can only be opened when the time limit expires. I have only opened one of the small wine cellars these years." Effie said.
"Can you show me a visit?" McGonagall became interested, and he was sure that the small wine cellar next to the wine shop should not be used to store wine for a long time.
"Here, please." Effie walked towards the corner of the wine shop with McGonagall.
There was a heavy, locked manhole cover in the corner. When the manhole cover was opened, a magical barrier appeared immediately.
Effie flashed the jade medal on her waist over the barrier, the barrier immediately disappeared, and a wooden ladder appeared.
"I asked the magician to help add this barrier a few years ago to guard against thieves. It can also be used as a temporary shelter in emergencies," Effie explained.
"Very good, it would be better if you could increase the level a little bit." McGonagall nodded, which would also be able to resist the third-level attack, and he could pierce it with his fingers.
Once the barrier was removed, a faint aroma of wine came from below.
The two went down to the ladder and looked at the dozen or so wine cellars on both sides of the long passage, McGonagall's eyes widened strangely.
"Your father wouldn't have hollowed out the entire tavern, and then filled the bar?" McGonagall asked Effie, looking sideways.
"The area is indeed the same size as the tavern, but it took him ten years, and there are two wine cellars that are not full." Effie said with some regret.
McGonagall looked at Effie with a different expression.
This is the real hidden rich woman!
What kind of bicycles are needed to store a full wine cellar for decades?