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Chapter 1587

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"Is the boss of Mamy's standing up for that woman? This fellow really likes to poke his nose into other people's business. He's everywhere. " Bowen looked at Jonah with a frown, and said, "He was also the one who messed up Cyril's matter previously. He's definitely related to Gloria. He's really a friend of women."

"Father, I think we have to be more cautious about this matter. It's impossible for Miss Raina to receive this shop at such a time just because of Meg's relationship. She must have some other connections with the Gray Temple. And Meg could still find out about Bennett's crimes after the news was sealed off. I'm afraid he's also related to the Gray Temple.

Bennett has already fallen into an abyss of no return, and the Gray Temple's attitude is not clear enough. I think we should give up on this shop for the time being, and even more businesses that are shady between black and white to prevent the Marquis Family from being in danger, "Jonah said solemnly.

"Heh. It's just a chef. Why do you have to be so flustered, my son?" Bowen waved his hand nonchalantly, and smilingly said, "You don't have to worry about this. I've waited for so many years for Bennett to fall. If I don't take over all the businesses that he's worked so hard for all these years, how can I be worthy of all his hard work?"

"But Father …"

"I know your worries. Our Marquis Family has been in Chaos City for decades, and our network is far more complicated than you can imagine. How can a chef and a woman from the slums fight with us? However, as you said, this matter involves the Gray Temple, so I will be more cautious. Before the official ruling is out, I will ask them not to find trouble with us. " Bowen interrupted Jonah, and waved his hand. "Go and get busy. What you have to do now is to revive 'Ben' Teahouse. It's worth 100 shops."

"Alright." Jonah nodded, and turned to leave quickly.

Bowen sat alone in the room for a while before he got up and walked out. As he walked, he said, "Prepare the carriage. I'm going to the Gray Temple."



"Boss, where are we going now?" In the carriage, Hannah looked at Meg and asked. She was still excited about visiting the factory.

Just like Mia and the others, Hannah had changed the way she addressed Meg as Boss. After all, she was now officially employed by Meg as Mamy's Chief Brewer.

"Let's go back to the restaurant. The restaurant will officially open for business tonight. There are a lot of preparations that need to be done in advance." Meg looked at Hannah and continued, "In order to appease the customers' resentment, I intend to release the rum you brewed at the same time as the Husband and Wife Lung Slice."

"But I only have old base wine left in my wine gourd, and the machines have been sold as scrap metal. There's no way to brew it," Hannah said helplessly.

"It's okay. I took some of your cellar wine from Connie. It's enough for the restaurant to use for a while. Also, this can be treated as a trial run for the rum. We can see the market's reaction to the rum, and provide some data for us to build the factory. "Meg shook his head with a smile.

Because Connie had successfully taken over the Falk Tribe, he returned most of the treasures that the system had taken away. He used the rest to pay the system's custodian fee, and kept about 300,000,000 to 500,000,000 yuan for this trip.

And in the space that the system had vacated, Meg took a few hundred barrels of Hannah's rum from Connie. He could sell them directly on the shelves when he brought them back.

"I see …" Hannah understood, but she quickly said seriously, "Boss, don't worry. I will build the third-generation brewing machine very soon, and put it into production so that there will be an endless supply of rum."

"There's no need to rush the manufacturing. Your third-generation brewing machine's design is indeed not bad, but there are still many details that can be polished. How to maximize the efficiency of energy and raw materials, how to make the machine operate more efficiently, and how to integrate the steam engine into the brewing process to make the whole brewing process more advanced and efficient. These are all things that can be considered." Meg looked at Hannah with a smile, and said, "We will strive to make this machine more perfect."

"Steam engine + brewing machine …" Hannah thought seriously for a while. Her eyes lit up, and she excitedly said, "Yes! If we can integrate them, the brewing efficiency will definitely be very high. Just the extraction of sugarcane juice alone can save a lot of time! "

"When we go back, I will give you the schematics and design of the steam engine. At the same time, I will teach you how to draw more standardized drawings so that it won't be difficult for you to connect with the blacksmith during the manufacturing stage." Meg continued. Hannah's drawings were not bad, but they were too wild. Others might not be able to understand her drawings. The more complicated the machine, the higher the requirement for precision. This aspect had to be standardized.

"Mm-hmm, okay." Hannah nodded. She had no objections to Meg's arrangement at all. After seeing the steam engine textile machine today, she was completely in awe of Meg. This machine was much more complicated than the brewing machine. Meg was indeed a master of mechanics.

It was only three in the afternoon, but there were already customers loitering in front of the restaurant. Clearly, they wanted to know if the restaurant would be open for business tonight.

Meg entered the restaurant, and wrote a small blackboard to hang at the door.

"Business will be resumed tonight. New products: husband and wife lung slice and rum."

"There's wine, there's food, and I have a story. Miss, let me treat you to dinner tonight," Harrison said to a beautiful succubus lady affectionately.

"I can consider it when you lose half of your weight." That succubus lady chuckled. She swung her wavy brown hair, and walked toward the back of the line.

"In that case, you can only lose me." Harrison sighed, and touched his round tummy. He looked at the announcement on the small blackboard, and chuckled again. "Although this big sister is good, she can't be compared to Mr. Mak. New products are so good. Hehehe …"

The news of Mr. Mak's return and the reopening of Mamy's became the happiest news for all the foodies in Chaos City today.

Of course, apart from the much-anticipated "husband and wife lung slice", the rum had also attracted the attention of many alcohol-lovers by launching two new products at once.

"Rum? Isn't that the specialty of the Falk Tribe in the Twilight Forest? Mr. Mak went to the Falk Tribe, and even brought back a specialty product for everyone to try? "

"I also heard that the Falk Tribe's rum is rather famous in the Twilight Forest, and the rum brewed by the master brewer, Old Sim, is the best. An old friend brought me a small flask of it back then. That taste … Tsk, tsk. It's amazing!" Storyteller Carl smacked his lips with a smile, and said, "I wonder if the rum Mr. Mak brought back is as good as the flask I had back then."

"It has to be the best for Mr. Mak to launch it as a new product," someone replied.

"That might not be the case. You guys don't know how proud that Master Old Sim is. I wanted to buy a bottle of rum that he brewed himself back then, and asked many people for help, but I couldn't get it. It's impossible for Mr. Mak to buy Master Old Sim's rum to sell, "Old Carl said with certainty as he waved his hand.

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